Mysterious mirror hanging high

According to Han Ping himself, this secret technique of spiritual power called [Loss of Mind Thorn] is a simplified version of a secret technique of spiritual power that has a high status but also requires extremely high cultivation.

In fact, it is to compress the spiritual thoughts into an invisible spike to attack the enemy's sea of ​​consciousness, causing him to lose consciousness for a short time.

It is extremely versatile in combat, especially when the opponent is preparing powerful spells, or using divine thoughts to activate magic weapons and talismans that are obviously higher than his own realm.

Although this secret technique is a simplified version, it has the advantage of exquisite structure and is still far superior to many ordinary spiritual secret techniques on the market.

However, this method consumes a lot of spiritual energy. Jing Yu estimated that his spiritual energy was far superior to that of ordinary cultivators of the same level, and he could only fire about three [Loss of Mind Stabs] before his spiritual energy was temporarily exhausted.

If it were an ordinary cultivator in the early stage of foundation building, he would probably not be able to fire a single shot.

Jing Yu was naturally curious about the extremely high-level original divine mind secret technique that Han Ping mentioned, but he had obtained this simplified version of the [Loss of Mind Thorn] for free, and in the end he didn't feel comfortable asking for it again.

What happened later also verified Jing Yu's previous guess. The cultivators who were looking for opportunities outside found the corpses of several late-stage Foundation Establishment [Red Fire Pythons] one after another. Huangfu Zhengqi really sent out all the Foundation Establishment spirit beasts he carried with him. Jing Yu really couldn't comment on this.

He also took the time to disassemble the [Red Fire Python] that he got as a share of the profits and took out several spiritual materials, including the [Red Fire Python Stomach].

As the stomach of a demon beast in the late stage of foundation building, the digestive ability of the [Red Fire Python Stomach] is naturally much stronger than that of the [Blue and White Python Stomach]. Jing Yu simply replaced the [Blue and White Python Stomach] with the [Red Fire Python Stomach]. Sure enough, the speed of body refining became a bit faster, which was an unexpected surprise.

The days that followed were uneventful. Jing Yu, Yuwen Xiaoyan, Han Ping and others often went to various parts of the blessed land to hunt monsters and kill evil cultivators, accumulating progress for the inheritance of the Immortal Palace.

In his spare time, he would return to the foot of Langhu Mountain to study the secret art of spiritual consciousness.

Jing Yu's spiritual power was powerful. This [Loss of Mind Thorn] was not difficult to learn, although the threshold for practicing it was extremely high. He quickly mastered the key points.

Yuwen Xiaoyan and Han Ping tried various methods to remove the black mark in their souls, but after all, it was a method of the Yuanying Immortal Clan, so how could it be so easily resolved? Both of them were helpless.

In the blink of an eye, a month had passed, during which many cultivators and monsters had been killed or injured. The inheritance fairy palace on the top of Langhuo Mountain had finally refined enough souls, and the door of the fairy palace burst open!

On this day, the entire Langhuo Mountain was densely packed with monks.

"So many foundation-building cultivators!" Jing Yu, Yuwen Xiaoyan and others stood on the top of the mountain, looking towards the foot of Langshan Mountain. Seeing so many foundation-building cultivators, they couldn't help but sigh.

"So many people have died!"

Yuwen Xiaojin sighed softly, "During this trip to the Langhuo Blessed Land, at least two thousand Foundation Establishment cultivators and tens of thousands of Qi Training cultivators have died... Fortunately, most of those who died were evil cultivators who came here to take advantage of the situation. Our Immortal Alliance, the Four Great Sects, the Yellow Wind Valley, and other righteous cultivators didn't suffer many casualties, but each faction also suffered one or two hundred Foundation Establishment casualties, which is quite a loss!"

Standing beside him were three female cultivators: Qiu Zhiyun, Bo Lei, and Wan Lingjun. Among them, Bo Lei and Wan Lingjun were originally seriously injured and dying. After recuperating for more than a month, they finally woke up, but they still could not fight, and they still had a long period of recuperation before they could recover.

What is quite intriguing is that after experiencing this life-and-death crisis, the three of them completely put aside their old grudges and no longer fought over Yuwen Xiaojin and were jealous of each other. Instead, they seemed to have let go of their past grudges and become as close as sisters.

"The palace door is open!"

Rumbling--

With the noise of the monks, the door of the inheritance fairy palace on the top of Langhuo Mountain slowly opened, and a wave poured out from the palace door, instantly covering the entire Langhuo Mountain.

hum-

The next moment, all the monks who were originally standing and flying densely disappeared from the spot, and the entire Langhuo Mountain became empty.

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Jing Yu opened his eyes and found that he had been teleported to an inner hall with luxuriously decorated walls and a spacious space.

"Another teleportation... It seems that this inheritance immortal palace is also full of secrets. If every cultivator who was teleported in could be assigned to such an inner hall, with tens of thousands of cultivators, who knows how much space would be piled up..."

"The decoration style of this place is quite similar to that of the official buildings of the Xiaoyao League, but it's a bit more rough and simple. You can tell at a glance that it's old..."

Jing Yu curiously touched the stone beams and pillars beside him. His gaze turned and was soon attracted by a huge bronze tripod standing in the center of the inner hall.

"This tripod... is extremely similar to Master Baoding's natal magic weapon, the Jiuzhou Tripod!"

Jing Yu became more and more certain that the [Langhuo Blessed Land] must have a deep connection with Yuwen Baoding. Before entering the blessed land, he originally thought that this blessed land was the place where Jiuming Daojun left him the inheritance of [The True Explanation of Puppetry: Golden Elixir Chapter]. Now he finally confirmed that it should not be the case.

[Langhuo Blessed Land, Earth-level inheritance opens]

A voice without any emotion resounded through the inner hall. Jing Yu looked in the direction of the sound but could not find the source. The next moment, the voice rang out again -

[Qiyunguan, enter the inheritance hall, pass. ]

"Huh?" Jing Yu was stunned. "Has entering this inner hall meant I've passed the first level?"

The next moment, he suddenly realized.

"Yes, this inheritance palace requires soul sacrifice to open. It's clearly a Gu-cultivation-style escape game. Theoretically, the fewer cultivators enter the Langhuo Blessed Land, the lower the chance of survival. To survive such a Gu-cultivation game, wouldn't it be incredibly lucky?"

"This time, Master Baoding took advantage of a trick. When he pulled the blessed land, he made quite a big noise. He also deliberately leaked the news to the Xiaoyao Alliance like a sieve, spreading the news early on. He tricked the four major sects and a large number of independent cultivators into gathering here. This is why an unprecedented number of cultivators participated in the blessed land, and why a large number of cultivators passed the Qiyun test."

"Normally, even if a secret realm of blessed land level were to open, unless it was located outside of one of those giant immortal cities, how could there be thousands of foundation-building cultivators and tens of thousands of Qi-training cultivators to participate?"

[Battle Power Level 1, Open]

The next moment, a cloud beast in the early stage of foundation building jumped out from the huge bronze tripod in the center of the inner hall. It kept roaring at Jing Yu for a while, and finally couldn't hold back anymore and pounced on him!

Jing Yu raised his eyebrows, and a mysterious mirror hung high above his head. The [Mysterious Spiritual Light] gushed out, fixing the cloud beast in place.

He pinched the [One Yuan Heavy Water] between his fingers and flicked his finger. This drop of heavy water touched the body of the cloud beast. The huge force exerted on it and smashed it to pieces in an instant!

Jing Yu thought that he had passed this level, but he didn't expect that the shattered and scattered clouds would gather together again the next moment and become the shape of a cloud beast, roaring continuously, but its breath was much weaker than before.

"Hmm? Gather and disperse as you please? That would be a good way to restrain my heavy water ability."

Jing Yu frowned, then snapped his fingers again, and heavy water fell on the cloud beast, smashing it to pieces once again...