Mysterious mirror hanging high

The Yuanying became even angrier after hearing this. The light of supernatural power in its single eye was ready to be released, as if it was going to glare to death this arrogant little Taoist priest who did not distinguish between high and low in the next moment.

But the young Taoist priest took out a simple black iron token from his arms without any hurry. On it was engraved a precious scale that could weigh the heaven and earth and balance the universe.

The young Taoist blew a breath at the token, and immediately, from the token as the center, a series of black and white mysterious light spread out, covering the entrance to the secret realm. Then he said:

"Your Excellency is a dignified True Lord, so naturally you don't need to care about my mere Foundation Establishment. This [Equal Heaven Mysterious Iron Order] is only for a slight warning. As soon as Your Excellency's Nascent Soul crosses the entrance to the secret realm, the elders in the temple will immediately sense it."

"I'm quite curious about what incredible treasures lie within this secret realm. Is it worth it for you to disregard the rules of [Juntian Temple] and cross this threshold?"

"When you sweep the secret realm and obtain treasures, I'll just have to wait and see whether there's a place for you in the heavens, on earth, or in Gangtian Youquan!"

After the young Taoist priest finished speaking, he simply sat upright on the auspicious clouds, made a Taoist gesture with his hands, and let the backs of his hands hang on his knees. He actually closed his eyes and pretended to take a nap in front of a Yuanying Zhenjun.

Lord Wu stared at the [Juntian Xuantie Order] hanging at the entrance of the secret realm, looking at the black and white qi hanging down, and for the first time in his life, a look of hesitation flashed across his face. For a moment, he didn't know whether to advance or retreat.

In the end, he waved his sleeves in hatred and disappeared into the void. Perhaps he was hiding in some void nearby, watching the situation here coldly.

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Milshan Buddhist Palace

The light of magic and supernatural powers filled the air everywhere. The formation seemed to be crumbling, but it was not broken, which made the real people feel anxious.

At this time, in addition to the initial group of Jindan monks, there were already eight false infant real people who came to the altar deep in the Buddhist palace. They were also putting all their efforts into dissipating the power of the formation, hoping to break it before more false infant monks arrived.

Among them was Ji Yunzi of the Hedao Sect who had previously intercepted Jing Yu's blood puppet. However, although he had seen Jing Yu at this time, he had no time to pay attention to him. He just stared at the [Fragrant Golden Lotus Seed] on the Buddha altar, and used his magical powers to shoot out like a string of beads, hoping to break the formation quickly.

"My goodness, there are only nine of these [Fragrant Golden Lotus Seeds], but now they have been given to eight False Infant True Immortals, plus the original ten or so Great True Immortals. How can this be enough to share?"

Qi Baisheng exclaimed in astonishment, "I'm afraid there will be a fierce battle soon. Fellow Daoist Xuan Jing needs to be more careful. We don't want our promising path to capsize and fail in a place like this."

"It's better for you to keep your mouth shut."

Jing Yu didn't even turn his head, but just focused on attacking the formation, but secretly reserved his strength to deal with the ensuing melee.

Ding Qi Zhenren's eyes, which were used to recognizing formations, flashed again and again. Suddenly, a look of joy appeared on his face. He said, "This formation is about to be broken. Fellow Taoists, give it a try!"

True Man Dingqi is worthy of being a monk from Juntian Temple. His skills in formation are truly extraordinary. The protective formation of the Buddha altar flashed again and again, and finally shattered under the continuous attack of numerous magic spells and supernatural powers.

At the moment the formation was broken, all the cultivators present were filled with magical power, and the light of their magical powers did not weaken at all. Instead, the light became more and more blazing, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense!

In the end, a fake infant real person could not hold back any longer, and used his escape light to rush towards the Buddha altar.

Seeing that someone had taken the lead, all the cultivators present began to move. However, after these high-ranking cultivators, who were worthy of being called ancestors in the present world, had escaped to the stairs of the Buddha altar, they fell down one after another. For a while, cries of pain rang out one after another...

"Ouch! Why is there still a no-fly restriction?"

A Jindan cultivator who was knocked down to the stairs by the no-fly restriction was quick to stick a [Light Body Talisman] on his back, and used his strength to climb up. However, when he stepped into the 100th step, he encountered a heavy pressure. The immortal cultivator who did not strengthen his physical body suddenly felt weak and was simply pressed to the ground. With Dharma light all over his body, he struggled to hold up a protective shield, and then slowly moved back to the 99th step.

"Not only is there a no-fly restriction, but there's also a gravity restriction after the hundredth staircase!"

Dingqi Zhenren murmured, "Strange! The records of the [Mier Mountain Ruins] in the temple never mentioned any other means at the Buddha altar. Aside from the guard monks and the protective formation, it should have been unobstructed, right?"

"I am here, Master!"

A fake infant female cultivator from the [Heyu Dao] volunteered to be the first to step onto the 100th step.

Generally speaking, when the path of a false infant monk is cut off, he or she will have plenty of time to improve other methods. Many false infant monks will start to refine their bodies and strengthen their physical bodies.

The [Heyu Dao] practices the art of Yin-Yang intercourse, which requires the physical body to be strong and tough. Therefore, there are many body cultivators in the Taoist tradition, and this fake infant female cultivator is one of the best.

Jing Yu looked at the precious light of the Dharmakaya flowing on the skin of the fake infant girl and thought to himself, "She is indeed a master who has reached the threshold of the Golden Core stage in body refinement!"

As expected, this female cultivator of the Desire-Harmonizing Dao had reached an extraordinary realm. She could easily subdue an ordinary Jindan cultivator. The heavy pressure on her shoulders seemed nothing. She climbed two hundred steps in one breath, and she was surprisingly calm and composed, without blushing or heart palpitations, and without any discomfort at all.

But as soon as she stepped onto the 300th step, the female cultivator of the Heyu Dao suddenly showed an expression of pain, and the next moment, blood oozed from her ears, and two bloodstains flowed from her eardrums.

Two more fake infant real people stepped onto the 300th step, both of them covered their ears, but they could not hold on for a while and were defeated.

"After the 300th floor, you will hear the sound of Sanskrit, which will confuse your mind. You must be on guard!"

"Where is the sound of Sanskrit here?"

Everyone looked at each other, and suddenly their eyes focused on [Xin Shou] who had been reciting scriptures with his head bowed under the Buddha altar. Seeing this golden Buddha demon with lowered eyebrows and respectful eyes, worshiping Buddha devoutly, they all fell silent for a moment.

"So it's this Nascent Soul Buddha demon chanting scriptures that's why we can hear the Sanskrit chanting... But why can we only hear it above the 300th floor?"

A platinum light flashed by, and it turned out that Qi Baisheng had walked up all the way with the magic shield. When he stepped onto the 300th step, he looked normal. Under the hope of the cultivators, he took a few steps forward, but frowned and retreated again.

"No."

Qi Baisheng shook his head. "My Confucian and Taoist spiritual power can temporarily resist the temptation of the Sanskrit chanting, preventing me from converting immediately. However, I have never practiced physical cultivation. I only relied on a secret method of controlling gravity and my magical power to protect myself to reach the 300th step. From then on, the gravity and the intensity of the Sanskrit chanting will increase greatly. I am afraid that it is impossible to complete these nearly 1,000 steps."