Mysterious mirror hanging high

Langhuo Blessed Land, Wild Forest

The space twisted and a figure was squeezed out from the void.

Jing Yu shook his dizzy head and looked around, and found himself in a primeval forest. The trees were so tall that the top was almost invisible. A scorching sun was hanging high in the sky, but the sunlight was cut into pieces by the dense branches and leaves of the huge trees, leaving only a few scattered spots of light on the ground.

"I've been plagued, and I've been caught in the crossfire just by going out to watch the fun?"

"What's wrong with Yuwen Baoding?"

"Didn't he accidentally discover this blessed land from outer space? How could he have the magic formula to control the expansion of the blessed land's entrance..."

Jing Yulian said it was bad luck. He looked around and found that there was no one else here. He couldn't help but worry, "She was actually teleported randomly. I don't know where Yuan Xi was teleported to. There are so many Foundation Establishment cultivators in this blessed land now, including the Xiaoyao League, the four major sects, the Yellow Wind Valley, and various independent cultivators. She's only in the Qi Condensation stage, I'm afraid she'll have a hard time..."

"Let's go up to the sky and see what's going on..."

Jing Yu used his magic power and turned into a beam of light, soaring into the sky, but almost fell headfirst to the ground.

"No air ban?"

Jing Yu's expression changed.

He suddenly realized that when he flew up about ten feet, an unmatched force pushed him down, and the entire blessed land was actually covered by a huge no-fly ban.

Jing Yu frowned, stepped on the ground again, and slowly sank into the ground.

After a moment, he emerged from the ground.

"Even if we can only hide twenty feet deep, we will be unable to continue..."

The restrictions of this blessed land are equivalent to compressing the activities of all monks into a plane.

Although even the smallest blessed land has an astonishingly large internal space, the number of cultivators entering the blessed land this time is also ridiculously large, and the intensity of the fighting and friction therein is likely to far exceed that of an ordinary secret realm!

Fortunately, this is a blessed land of inheritance. Jindan Zhenren cannot enter, and the highest level of cultivation inside is only the perfect foundation building. Although Jing Yu is currently only in the initial stage of foundation building, he is a rare practitioner of both Dharma and body cultivation, and he also inherits many Daojun-level inheritances. It is not difficult for him to kill the enemy by crossing one or two small realms.

He was afraid that the only people who could pose a threat to him in the entire secret realm were the sect's true disciples and golden elixir seeds like Qin Zhiling, Qiu Zhiyun, and Bo Lei, or the top-level indigenous destiny sons like Yuwen Xiaoyan.

Yu Wenxiaojin is a direct descendant of a noble family at the late stage of foundation building, so he may be able to defeat him.

Not to mention an ordinary and common late-stage foundation-building cultivator like Han Ping, Jing Yu is even confident that he can kill him!

Thinking of Han Ping and the others, Jing Yu suddenly patted his head and said, "Forget about this."

He took out the [Spiritual Stone Embryo] from his storage bag, and penetrated his spiritual thoughts into it. He created a temporary private group in the [Discussing Mysteries and Taoism] section of [Tianmingfang] and pulled [Emperor Yan] and [Mortal] in.

"Where are the two fellow Taoists?"

Not long after, Yuwen Xiaoyan was the first to reply: "Xuan Jing, you've been dragged into the blessed land too? Oh, I wonder what the old ancestor's intention is. The battle for the spiritual vein is no small matter. With so many cultivators involved, the intensity of the competition has increased greatly, and a lot of variables have been added out of thin air!"

After a moment, Han Ping also replied: "I'm afraid that Master Baoding has his own secret plans."

"I just thought that although a spiritual vein is precious, it is not something that would cause several Jindan Zhenren in the Xiaoyao Alliance to spend decades searching for it."

"Besides, this place is a blessed land of inheritance. Treasures of this level, such as the spiritual vein, which can be considered as the golden elixir level, are rewards that can only be obtained from the core inheritance of the blessed land. As for the periphery where we are, there are only some scattered natural treasures."

"But how can Master Baoding be sure that the inheritance reward in this blessed land will definitely contain a spiritual vein? He has never been here before."

Jing Yu asked, "Brother Han, are you saying that the spirit vein is just a cover? Is Master Baoding's real target the other things in the blessed land?"

Yuwen Xiaoyan didn't reply for a long time, but finally couldn't help but said:

"My two fellow Taoists, to be honest, our ancestor did specifically tell me that this blessed land holds a great opportunity that will impact my future path!"

"But this matter cannot be discussed outside. Even a vague mention of it could lead to disaster..."

"Only this blessed place, isolated from the world, can offer some pointers."

"However, Tianmingfang is not a place for conversation. You two fellow Taoists may wish to meet me first and then talk in person."

Yuwen Xiaoyan was obviously hiding something, but Jing Yu and Han Ping could understand it to some extent. Upon hearing this, they simply reported their location.

Jing Yu: "I am in a primeval forest."

Han Ping: "I'm in a Gobi Desert."

Yuwen Xiaoyan said, "I am in a desert... This blessed land is vast and boundless, but in the center stands a fiery red fairy mountain that is exactly the same as the one in the outer world."

"This immortal mountain in the blessed land is far from what it looks like in the present world. I'm afraid it's a thousand times taller and more majestic, standing in the center of the blessed land. There should be a heritage hall on the top of the mountain, and the final inheritance will take place there."

"This blessed land will take at least three months from the beginning to the end of its inheritance. There's no need to rush into the temple. Instead, we can search for spiritual objects outside the blessed land."

Yuwen Xiaoyan added, "By the way, Xuan Jing has only been building his foundation for ten years... Well, he could come to me and Brother Han first, so that he can have some protection."

"For a month, the three of us will meet at the foot of the Immortal Mountain."

Han Ping said: "I have no objection."

Jing Yu thought for a moment and said slowly, "My two fellow Daoists, my niece, Zhao Yuanxi, has also been taken into this blessed land. She's only at the Qi training stage now, so I'm afraid she might be in danger in this blessed land full of foundation-building cultivators. I hope you can keep an eye out for her. If you find Yuanxi, please take care of her."

Yuwen Xiaoyan said, "This is a simple matter. Many of the younger generations of my Yuwen family have also been taken in. You two Daoists can also keep an eye out for it. There is a safe area at the foot of the blessed land's immortal mountain where fighting is prohibited. You can place your relatives and friends there and wait for the blessed land's exit to open."

The three of them agreed on a charter and temporarily stopped communicating.

Jing Yu weighed the [Spiritual Stone Embryo] in his hand and sighed.

This blessed land, originally isolated from the mortal world, could not isolate the cultivators from the Grand Illusionary Realm. Just how high was the status of the secret realm of spiritual consciousness that Yun Xuance, Ye Xingyun, and the others used to construct and evolve the Grand Illusionary Realm? Was it a blessed land? Or perhaps a cave heaven?

"I don't know how Ye Xingyun got such a good thing."

Jing Yu muttered inwardly:

"Did you run into him while taking a walk after breakfast this morning? Or did you run into him while trying to digest your food in the evening?"