Mysterious mirror hanging high

"It's strange. Those Jindan cultivators couldn't come back after ascending. How do you know their success rates?" Jing Yu asked curiously.

"Why do you think there are so many secret realms and caves in the Immortal Continent? Aren't they the remains of powerful beings from the Upper Realm who died and fell into the Lower Realm?" Yunding Tianjun sighed. "Among them are fragments of jade slips that record matters of the Immortal Realm. Even these few words paint a picture of an immortal abode with boundless territory and abundant spiritual resources. Isn't this the source of the magical power of ascension?"

Jing Yu had finally seized the opportunity to learn more about the secrets of the upper cultivators, so he naturally wouldn't let it go. He continued to ask, "Senior Yunding, you've already reached the middle stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm. Why don't you try to break through the spatial channel? Instead, you're trying to find a way to cultivate the Ghost Path in the lower realm and continue your path?"

Yunding Tianjun's tone was somewhat hostile: "Do you think that the lame God Transformation cultivator who broke through in the cave heaven can be compared with the real God Transformation cultivator? I tell you the truth, the [pseudo-God Transformation cultivator] who broke through in the cave heaven and refined the incomplete laws of the Heavenly Dao can also practice and break through like a normal God Transformation cultivator, but even if he cultivates to the late stage of God Transformation, I am afraid he will not be able to match the normal early stage of God Transformation cultivator!"

Jing Yu was a little surprised: "Is the gap so big?"

Yunding Tianjun said in a dejected tone, "Why else do you think the vast Divine Cauldron Immortal Dynasty can only huddle in Divine Cauldron Heaven? Even if all the Divine Transformation cultivators in the cave heaven descended into the world, I'm afraid any mid-stage Divine Transformation cultivator would be suppressed."

"Those who cultivate immortality seek eternal life and freedom. They cultivate supernatural powers not to be controlled by the Immortal Dynasty. Your Shending Immortal Dynasty has gone against the will of Heaven, and now you are here to complain about yourselves..."

Jing Yu gloated, "Serves him right!"

Suddenly, a wave of magical power swept over. Jing Yu's heart moved, and he restrained his breath, hid in the ground, and followed the breath to find the place.

However, he saw two cultivators, a man and a woman, fighting not far from the temple. Jing Yu used the Xuanjing's detection method to observe and found that these two cultivators were both in the late stage of foundation building. Both of them had a good foundation in the immortal way, and they were probably not ordinary people.

Sure enough, the male cultivator was wearing the orthodox clothing of the [Danding Dao], while the female cultivator was a disciple of the [Painted Skin Dao]. Both of them were from the Six Paths of Zhongzhou.

At this time, the two of them were dodging and moving in the air. The male cultivator of Danding Dao was holding a brass alchemy furnace in his hand, which was spinning around. From time to time, precious pills jumped out from the air vent of the furnace, transformed into various birds and beasts, and pounced towards the female cultivator.

Three paper figures made of only a thin layer of skin were floating around the female cultivator, each holding a sword, a knife, or a crossbow, fighting with the birds and beasts transformed from the elixir.

Jing Yu could see clearly that although the two men were fighting fiercely, it was not a fight to the death. It looked more like a competition of skills.

The two were at the same level and had similar foundations, so it was difficult to tell who was better in a short period of time. However, the female cultivator gradually became exhausted and her momentum weakened. After another quarter of an hour, she could not hold on any longer and was forced into a corner by the male cultivator of Dan Ding Dao who used his elixir to transform into a beast.

"Slow down!"

The female cultivator of the Painted Skin Dao collected the three [Painted Skins], smoothed out her slightly scattered Qi, and said with a wry smile, "Senior Brother of the Alchemy Cauldron Dao, your magical power of [Spiritual Pill Transformation] is truly a true inheritance from the elders of the Dao. I am humbled by your skill. I will give you this [Buddha's Hand Calming Fruit]!"

The male cultivator of the Dan Ding Dao smiled and put away the alchemy furnace. He said humbly, "Junior sister, your skills in the Painted Skin Dao have been refined to the highest level. I, this foolish brother, only rely on the ability to control the spiritual elixir to transform, which only requires activating the mysterious power of the spiritual elixir itself, without expending too much mana. This is why I have a slight advantage. If it were a life-and-death battle, and Junior sister used those powerful magical powers, I might not be your opponent."

After saying this, he took a spiritual fruit that looked like a Buddha's hand from one side of the two people and said with a pleasant face, "Now the outer part of this secret realm has been almost cleared. Junior sister, do you want to go to the inner circle of the secret realm to look for opportunities?"

The Painted Skin Taoist female cultivator smiled wryly, "Many Golden Core True Immortals have already come to this secret realm. Why should we, Foundation Establishment cultivators, join in the fun?"

"Not really." The Dan Ding Daoist male cultivator shook his head and said, "Many True Immortals from the Second Temple, Third Pavilion, and Six Paths have arrived. We might as well go and seek refuge with one of their own True Immortals. Maybe we can even share in some of the benefits."

"That makes sense." The female cultivator nodded. "In that case, since this secret realm is so strange, why don't we travel together?"

The male cultivator laughed and said, "The six paths of Zhongzhou have always been of the same spirit and connected, that's exactly the truth!"

Then the two of them walked side by side, talking and laughing as they left the place.

Jing Yu slowly floated to the surface, looking at the two people going away, and sighed in his heart: "After all, it is the righteous way of Penglai. Even in the secret realm, it is so respectable."

The [Buddha's Hand Calming Fruit] is a spiritual object of extremely high quality that can form a pill, which is just right for cultivators in the late stage of foundation building. If it were placed in the Yunchuan Region, for cultivators in the late stage of foundation building, this would be a great opportunity that would determine their path. I'm afraid that the fate would have been decided long ago. How could they be so harmonious?

It is not known whether it is because the Six Paths of Zhongzhou are so powerful that this Jindan spiritual object is only a good opportunity for the Six Paths disciples, or whether the two of them really abide by the rules of the righteous path and dare not overstep the line even in the secret realm.

"The spiritual resources on the periphery are all at the foundation-building level. At best, there are only a few core-forming spiritual objects. It's not worth wasting time here. Let's go to the center of the secret realm."

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Although this [Mirr Mountain Ruins] is only the lowest level secret realm, the space inside is really not small. Jing Yu concealed his whereabouts for a long time before gradually approaching the center.

When he reached a deep place, Jing Yu suddenly bumped into an invisible barrier. Golden Buddha light rose from the ground. If Jing Yu had not been successful in body training and had a tough body, he would have been injured by this collision.

He crawled out from the ground and looked around. He found himself in a dense forest. He stepped on the ground again, and golden ripples appeared. It was obvious that some formation restriction had been triggered.

"This secret realm is truly extraordinary. There are densely packed restrictions underground in the central area."

Jing Yu sighed for a while, and suddenly his spiritual sense had a slight premonition. A wave of inspiration came from afar. Jing Yu used his eyesight to look and vaguely saw bursts of precious light emanating.

"Has a treasure been born?"

Jing Yu flew over quickly and saw a large Buddhist shrine standing in the forest. In the shrine stood a bronze statue of an arhat as tall as a person. The statue held a five-foot-long stick in its hand, and precious light emanated from the stick.

At this time, the bronze statue of Arhat seemed to come alive, and with both hands it danced the stick that reached its eyebrows into a stick shadow, protecting itself tightly. On its left and right sides, there was a great real person in the late Jindan stage, controlling his own magic weapon, constantly harassing the bronze statue of Arhat.