Mysterious mirror hanging high

"That's not the case."

Han Ping shook his head and said, "Master Baoding's move is a bit overbearing, but the Great Dao is all about contention. The cultivators in the blessed land seem to have been forced to come in, but even if they are still outside the blessed land, can they really resist the temptation of the natural treasures and inherited skills that are everywhere in the blessed land?"

"Except for people like Xuan Jing who are calm and indifferent by nature, most of them want to come in and fight!"

"That's what you say, but who knows how many cultivators will have to die before the inheritance palace can be opened?"

Jing Yu still frowned: "I'm afraid even if we put most of the monks in there, it still wouldn't be able to feed it!"

"There's no need to worry about that." Yuwen Xiaoyan said, "Our ancestors have been planning this blessed land for decades and deliberately lured the four major sects here. Half of the foundation-building cultivators in the Yunchuan region have gathered here. I believe they have already secured a safety net."

"Besides, before the inheritance was opened, this blessed land allowed only entry but not exit. Now that the blessed land is stably connected to the real world, it may last for several months or even a year. During this period, it will surely attract a large number of cultivators to come and explore."

"Among them, there are certainly many robbery cultivators and evil cultivators. We call on the immortal alliance cultivators to kill as many of these evil and demonic cultivators as possible."

"Besides, most of these evil cultivators have one or two soul-generating artifacts in their hands, and the residual souls and resentful ghosts among them can also be used."

"If that's not enough, there are still a large number of monsters in the blessed land. If we kill them with all our strength, we can obtain natural treasures and accumulate fuel for the opening of the Heritage Immortal Palace. It can be said to be the best of both worlds."

"If that's not enough..."

Yuwen Xiaoyan's eyes flashed, and a hint of cruelty appeared on his face: "Aren't there still cultivators from the four major sects?"

Jing Yu's heart trembled, and he said in a deep voice, "I'm afraid the cultivators of the four major sects also think the same way! Then they will naturally attack the cultivators of the Free and Easy Alliance!"

Yuwen Xiaoyan laughed loudly with his head raised, his expression rather disdainful: "Then come! Let's see which side will never return..."

"It's still early for the Inheritance Palace to open. Xuan Jing might as well join me and Brother Han to look for opportunities."

Jing Yu nodded. The reason why he decided to meet up with Han Ping and Yuwen Xiaoyan was because he wanted to follow them and take advantage of opportunities.

It is good to find opportunities on your own or to eat alone, but safety is difficult to guarantee.

Now Jing Yu is only in the initial stage of foundation building. Although his actual combat power is not weaker than that of ordinary cultivators in the late stage of foundation building, if he encounters Qin Zhiling, Qiu Zhiyun, Bo Lei and other true descendants of the golden elixir seeds of the sect, he is afraid that he will not be their opponent and can only avoid the sharp edge for the time being.

It’s better to follow Yu Wen Xiaoyan, the destined one, and try your luck.

As for Han Ping? Jing Yu estimated that his combat power was about the same as his own, and he was just an extra.

"This [Langhuo Blessed Land] is a blessed land that inherits the fire attribute. Yuwen Xiaoyan also happens to have fire spiritual roots and a fire destiny. How could such a coincidence happen in the world!"

Jing Yu thought to himself, "If he was truly born to fulfill his destiny, then perhaps this place really holds a great opportunity for him."

The three of them flew down the mountain on a beam of light. The noisy crowd at the foot of the mountain had dispersed, leaving only hundreds of cultivators scattered within the forbidden area. The remaining cultivators had disappeared.

Jing Yu found Zhao Yuanxi among the remaining cultivators. At this time, Zhao Yuanxi was sitting cross-legged on a rock practicing a spell. The fire spirit energy here was too strong, which was not suitable for an ice cultivator like her to practice. She could only hone her spells and magical powers.

"Uncle!"

Jing Yu glanced around and frowned, "Where are those Qigong cultivators?"

Zhao Yuanxi whispered, "They all went out in groups of three or four to look for opportunities..."

"We've just reached a safe area, and you're so impatient to go out and die?"

Jing Yu said, "This blessed land is definitely at the Foundation Establishment level. The monsters in all kinds of dangerous places are all at the Foundation Establishment level. Even the various trapping and killing arrays are not something that Qi training cultivators can withstand. How come they all left?"

Zhao Yuanxi sighed and said, "Yuanxi also tried to dissuade us from doing so. While there are certainly dangers, aren't the natural resources and treasures in this blessed land all at the Foundation Establishment stage? For an ordinary Qigong cultivator to snag even one would be a complete waste of their trip! How could they possibly sit still?"

"There are also cases where dozens of Qi-cultivating cultivators gather together and form an ordinary formation, thinking they can compete with ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators. How can that be true?"

"If everyone is united, we can still barely resist. But if the treasures are not evenly distributed and internal strife breaks out, we will be in danger of collapse in an instant!"

"Before, many cultivators came to Yuan Xi and hoped that I would be their leader, but I declined them all."

Jing Yu sighed inwardly. Han Ping was right. This group of Qi-cultivating monks could no longer contain their greed and were ready to take risks.

So he asked, "Yuan Xi, what are your plans?"

Zhao Yuanxi looked hesitant. "This place is full of fire, obviously a paradise for fire cultivators. I'm afraid there aren't many opportunities for ice cultivators here, so I won't go and join in the fun."

"Alright." Jing Yu pondered, "Then you stay here. I'll go out with a few fellow Taoists to try our luck."

After saying that, he took out two jade talismans from his storage bag, one jasper and one yellow jade, and handed them to Zhao Yuanxi: "Although this place is within the forbidden martial arts restrictions, there are bound to be unexpected situations."

"If you encounter an emergency and find it difficult to make a decision, you can crush the Jade Talisman."

"If you encounter a life-or-death crisis, immediately crush the topaz talisman."

In this [Langhuo Blessed Land], except for extremely high-level means such as [Taixu Illusion Realm], information transmission methods such as sound transmission notes are useless. The only way to roughly judge the information is to use the method of crushing the jade talisman and inducing mental induction.

Zhao Yuanxi put away the two jade talismans and said solemnly, "Finding opportunities is secondary. I hope my uncle will protect himself first!"

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Outside Xiaoyao Immortal City, the entrance to Langhuo Blessed Land

Zhu Yan Zhenren, Lei Zhizi, Qiu Wanling, and Huang Xu Zhenren, four great Zhenren in the late Jindan stage, had grim expressions on their faces as they stared intently at Yu Wen Baoding, who was sitting on a cloud and drinking tea leisurely.

"My fellow Daoists, this [Langhuo Blessed Land] is now completely stable and connected to the real world. We need to stay here for at least three months, six months, or even a year. It's only been less than three days, and you've been suspended in mid-air for so long. Why waste your mana in vain?"

"Why don't we have a cup of tea here?" Yuwen Baoding held a small tea stove in his hand. A faint blue flame was rising from his palm, making the tea in the tea stove boil.

Among the four great immortals on the opposite side, the one with Huangxu from the Huangfeng Valley looked the worst. Their Huangfeng Valley retreated to the Tiannan Region and almost moved the entire sect to the Yunchuan Region. Now they still have no permanent residence and are just temporarily living under someone else's roof.

Therefore, he also carries the life plates of his disciples with him.

Now, in just less than three days, twelve life plates of the foundation-building disciples of Huangfeng Valley have been broken!

"Report——"

A yellow-robed Jindan early stage cultivator flew towards Huangxu Zhenren with a panicked expression and whispered:

"Another inner disciple's life token was just broken!"