In heaven, may we be Wingmate Birds flying wing to wing; on earth, may we be branches growing entwined.
Those words fit the two Immortal Foundations, which shared an origin yet occupied different positions. After hearing Yuan Jun's brief explanation and piecing it together with what had come before, Jiang Yang understood at once. But now, what he wanted to know more was why she had gone to such lengths to bring him here.
Seeing Jiang Yang turn his burning gaze on her, Yuan Jun remained unhurried and said softly:
"I invited you here for three reasons, fellow Daoist."
"First, Fellow Daoist Jiang, do you know the origins of broadwood?"
"Its origins... I've read some relevant texts. They recorded that this Dao Lineage should have originated in the [Mysterious Capital Immortal Mansion]."
Jiang Yang had read several Jade Slips in the Qingyu Mountain Blessed Land. Together with Great True Person Nan Lüzi's final letter, they had given him a rough understanding of this Dao Lineage.
Yuan Jun nodded at his words and said:
"The Immortal Mansion is certainly not a wrong answer, but neither is it the right one."
Jiang Yang's eyes flashed. He possessed an immortal book, but from the sound of it, there were still secrets hidden within this matter. He raised his head and said:
"Oh? I would like to hear the details."
Without keeping him in suspense, Yuan Jun said plainly:
"When heaven and earth first opened and Yin-Yang first divided, the various qi were in chaos. Water and fire had yet to manifest, order had yet to arise, and the Dao and virtue remained obscure. Peril lay on all sides, all living beings devoured one another, and Birth itself was a struggle..."
"In those days, a divine tree was born amid the spirit hills, called