Mysterious mirror hanging high

Before Qi Baisheng finished speaking, he saw a gray figure standing beside him, jumping over several steps, surpassing Qi Baisheng and reaching the 300th step. It was Jing Yu.

Jing Yu felt the heavy pressure here, but it was not a big obstacle to his bitter body. As for the Sanskrit sound of the Yuanying Buddha demon chanting scriptures, it could not affect him at all. All the confusing effects were isolated by his fate.

"Fellow Daoist Xuan Jing?" Qi Baisheng was stunned, and a glimmer of hope rose in his heart.

Not only him, all the cultivators in the field looked at Jing Yu, their minds wavering.

Looking at the looks from the monks, Jing Yu grinned, pretending to be doing his best to block out the Sanskrit chanting. He climbed upwards with difficulty, but in his heart he was thinking:

"The restrictions on this Buddha altar are powerful. They target both the physical body and the spiritual soul... I'm afraid it will stop 99% of the cultivators. It won't be difficult for me to reach the top of the altar, but won't I become a target of public criticism?"

"But if we delay too long, I'm afraid all the False Infant True Immortals in the entire Zhongzhou region will gather here. There aren't many False Infant cultivators now, but a melee is already extremely dangerous... What if there are hundreds of them? I'm afraid even the most talented and lucky will be at risk of falling!"

For a moment, Jing Yu was a little hesitant, not knowing whether he should go up and take down the [Fragrant Golden Lotus Seed].

Others thought it was a heavy pressure and the Buddhist chant was hard to resist, which made the Taoist Xuan Jing stuck in the spot, and they all started to make a commotion.

"I have practiced for seven hundred years. How can I allow a younger generation to surpass me?"

A fake infant immortal with white hair and beard and a dark complexion was also aroused. He just looked at this person and shouted loudly. The robe on his body suddenly shattered into pieces, revealing the bulging muscles inside. He closed his five senses with a secret method and strode onto the stairs.

But even though this person practiced both Dharma and body, and closed his five senses, thus weakening the influence of the Sanskrit sound, he was still restless and stopped at the 423rd step, unable to move forward at all.

The remaining monks also showed their magical powers. Some used their physical training to resist, some used secret techniques and magic power to offset the gravity restriction, and some even used the secret method of Buddhism to purify the mind and resist the Sanskrit sound, but none of them reached the Buddha altar behind the thousand steps, and the farthest one only reached more than six hundred steps.

Jing Yuben was also slowly dawdling on the 400-odd steps, but he saw that another fake infant real person had appeared at the entrance of the inner hall of the Buddhist palace. He sighed inwardly, knowing that he could not delay any longer, so he took three steps at a time and climbed up the Buddhist platform at lightning speed. In a flash, he reached the end of the thousand-step platform.

Qi Baisheng's eyes bulged out, almost in disbelief, but the next moment a burst of ecstasy surged in his heart: "Good job!"

The moment Jing Yu stepped onto the altar, the clay Buddha statue on the altar suddenly opened its mouth and shouted:

"Hum!"

This single "Hum" completely dissipated the fragmented Sanskrit sounds on the altar, along with the prohibitions on flying and gravity, all of which disappeared into thin air. The golden Buddha demon and the Nascent Soul Xinshou, who had been chanting scriptures in a low voice under the altar, cried out in despair and fell face down on the ground. The gold paint on their outer shells fell off, and their breath rapidly weakened.

Jing Yu only felt that a secret information was engraved into his mind with the sound of "Hum", but he did not have time to look through his sea of ​​consciousness at this time, but grabbed the golden lotus placed on the Buddha altar!

"How dare you, thief!"

The formations and restrictions on the thousand-story platform were completely destroyed. Almost all the cultivators present tried their best to control the escape light and rush towards Jing Yu on the top of the platform. The marks of magic and supernatural powers in their hands were formed early, and the killing moves burst out in an instant!

Jing Yu seemed to have anticipated this kind of scene. He held the golden lotus pod in his hand, slightly bent his fingers, and picked out seven of the nine golden lotus seeds inside the pod, and all of them flew in different directions!

"what?"

The cultivators stared at this scene in amazement, looking at the seven scattered, ownerless golden lotus seeds. They paid no attention to Jing Yu at all. They all flew towards the one closest to them, scrambling to grab it.

At this time, Qi Baisheng, who was driving a chariot, also met up with Jing Yu. Without saying a word, Jing Yu gave one of the remaining two Golden Lotus bullets to Qi Baisheng, and the next moment he jumped onto Qi Baisheng's chariot.

The Golden Purple Prodigy from the Zhongyue Academy at Songfeng Pavilion gave Jing Yu a thumbs-up and praised him, "You are both courageous and resourceful, and you know how to sacrifice in order to gain. You are a very decisive Daoist friend! You are destined to achieve the aspirations of the Great Dao!"

Jing Yu looked calm and said nothing. This was something he had thought of a long time ago.

Now, there are so many Fake Infant True Immortals and Great True Immortals in the late Golden Core stage gathered in this Buddhist palace. It is impossible for him to swallow nine [Fragrant Golden Lotus Seeds] by himself. Otherwise, if dozens of cultivators present gather fire on him, he will die on the spot no matter how destined he is.

It is better to be content with what you have. Except for the two golden lotus seeds that are guaranteed to be given to yourself and Qi Baisheng, just give out the rest and let them fight for them!

Now, those seven golden lotus seeds were being fought over by dozens of cultivators. Their fury had already reached a fever pitch. With their future paths at stake, how could they care less about the righteous rules of restraint? One killer move after another was unleashed, almost all aiming to put the other to death.

"what……"

A cultivator in the late Jindan stage was caught off guard and was attacked by two Fake Infant True Immortals. The two innate magic weapons tore through the Jindan cultivator's magic shield and cut him into several pieces.

But at this time, everyone was already blood-thirsty and no longer cared about the monks who died in the siege. They all stared at the whereabouts of the golden lotus seeds. For a moment, the light of magic and supernatural powers filled the small inner hall of the Buddhist palace, setting off waves of spiritual energy.

"Come on!"

Jing Yu turned around and saw that there were several cultivators who saw that they had no chance and suddenly remembered that Qi Baisheng and Jing Yu still had two golden lotus seeds in their hands, so they simply ran towards them with great momentum. Jing Yu hurriedly urged Qi Baisheng to run away.

Qi Baisheng turned around and said confidently, "Don't worry, the speed of my [Five-Weapon Chariot] is not inferior to that of a Fake Infant cultivator..."

"Sit tight!"

The young scholar pulled the reins suddenly, and the two majestic bronze war horses immediately neighed and flew out of the inner hall of the Buddhist palace quickly on the clouds.

"Don't leave..."

Seeing the chariot getting farther and farther away, the cultivators became anxious. Three of them, the Fake Infant True Immortals, no longer waited for the other cultivators, but used all their strength to activate their escape light to catch up. Among them was Ji Yunzi from the Hedao Sect.

Seeing that their escape speed was inferior to that of the True Immortal, the remaining few True Immortals in the late Jindan stage stared at each other in amazement, sighed, and simply turned their attention to the other spiritual objects in the Buddha Palace...