Mysterious mirror hanging high

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, heavy snow falls.

The cold wind was biting, carrying large flakes of snow as it whistled through the mountains and ravines. Wherever it passed, the sky and the earth were covered in white.

It was late at night, and a meteor suddenly streaked across the dark sky. The light turned into a thin line, piercing into a snow pit and stirring up a puff of snow foam.

After a while, a gray-robed figure slowly crawled out of the snow cave. His body was shining with light, emitting a bright jade light. Soon, the jade light slowly dissipated, revealing the man's heroic and extraordinary face.

Jing Yu felt the protective power gradually fading from his body, and sighed inwardly, "I can't believe Immortal Yuhua would just throw me down like this... Fortunately, I have this jade-like light protecting me. Otherwise, a cultivator who doesn't practice body cultivation would be smashed into a pile of pulp if he fell from such a height."

"Ok?"

Jing Yu suddenly felt something was wrong.

"My cultivation..."

He frowned, and suddenly realized that there was not a drop of magic power left in his body, as if he had returned to the state where he had never practiced Taoism. He then looked inward at his dantian and found that the [Flawless Golden Pill] that was constantly spinning and absorbing spiritual energy had also disappeared. Only when he calmed down and concentrated his mind could he feel the vague trace of the original golden pill.

"My cultivation has been [blocked]?" Jing Yu thought thoughtfully.

He tried his spiritual sense again and found that his sea of ​​consciousness was still there, but his spiritual sense was completely suppressed and regressed to the state before he established his foundation and opened up his sea of ​​consciousness. He was almost the same as an ordinary person.

"That body refining cultivation..."

Jing Yu clenched his fists again, and after a moment, his brows relaxed. "Fortunately, the [Bitter Crossing Treasure Body] has only been suppressed to about [70%] of its original strength. It still has the combat power of a Golden Core level..."

"So this is what Yuhua Zhenxian means by 'hard work in cultivation'!"

Jing Yu pondered secretly, "The cultivation levels of essence, energy, and spirit of cultivators entering this world will be temporarily suppressed and blocked. If they want to pass the final test, they must practice from the beginning?"

"But if one starts practicing from the ordinary world in just ten years, even with previous practice experience, what realm can one reach?"

"Since the test of [Xuanyuan Yuhuatian] is not that difficult, it means that the ceiling of the realm of practitioners in this world should be very low."

"Then wouldn't I be invincible with my [Kudou Treasure Body] at the Golden Core level?" Jing Yu smiled with relief.

The suppression of cultivation here is more like the application of the rules of heaven. Jing Yu is very sure that he was not directly deprived of his cultivation, but that a rule temporarily "hid" his cultivation.

But this does not mean that the method used by Yuhua Zhenxian is of higher status than the [Questioning the Mirror to Observe Fate Method], nor does it mean that the [Questioning the Mirror to Observe Fate Method] is essentially far weaker than the [Kudu Sutra].

This is because when [Evergreen Taoist Master] started to design [Ku Du Sutra], he constructed the practice with [bottom line guarantee] as the core idea from the very beginning. All the magical powers, practice methods, and application scenarios of [Ku Du Sutra] are for the purpose of [bottom line guarantee], so that his son [Wanshou Taoist Master] can have a certain self-protection ability in any extreme environment.

Nowadays, the guaranteed ability of the [Ku Du Sutra] has almost become a natural rule, and it is naturally not something that can be shaken by the means left by a mere True Immortal. This place can suppress the [Ku Du Treasure Body] to 70% of its strength, and this is because Jing Yu's body refining realm is low and his skills are not yet mastered.

"here……"

Jing Yu looked around. The place where he landed was surrounded by mountains and was covered in white. It was obviously a desolate wilderness with no reliable signs.

He had no magic power left in his body at this moment, so naturally he could not use any magic to find his way. He could only rely on his experience in the wild to slowly move in an ambiguous direction, in order to get out of this wilderness as soon as possible.

It took him about half an hour to find a path with a barely discernible outline. He followed the path for another quarter of an hour and finally saw the dawn. There was a dilapidated temple on the side of the road.

Jing Yu's Dharma body still retained most of his physical cultivation, and his five senses were naturally sensitive. He could hear shouting coming from the ruined temple from afar, as if someone was fighting inside.

To be safe, he activated [Ku Du Xuan Guang], sank into the ground, and quickly escaped into the ruined temple with the earth escape technique. He showed half of his head under the clay statue in the ruined temple and observed the situation in the temple.

There were four people in total, two men and two women.

A short and fat man was holding a ghost-head knife and guarding the entrance of the dilapidated temple, blocking the narrow door tightly.

The other man and woman seemed to be a couple, each holding a long sword, and were besieging another thin woman in night clothes who looked like a female thief in the ruined temple.

The weapon used by the female thief was not common; it was a pair of Emei spears. She seemed quite agile as she moved about, but her fighting power was no stronger than that couple. She had several sword wounds on her body and was obviously in a desperate situation. Her defeat was imminent.

It was obvious that the short and fat man carrying the ghost-head knife was in the same group as the couple holding swords. They were guarding the door specifically to prevent the thin woman in night clothes from escaping with her excellent martial arts skills.

Jing Yu silently watched the three people fighting in the temple, amazed. "These three look like mortals, but their physical training alone is comparable to that of a fourth or fifth-level Qi cultivator... Almost every one of them is far superior to an ordinary martial arts master."

"Is it just such a coincidence that I encountered four of the most powerful masters in this mortal world in a dilapidated temple?"

"Quail! Hand over the secret book of immortality. I, the [Lingshan Twin Swords], am a righteous man after all, and I will always give you a way out!" said the woman holding the sword.

"Bah!" The woman named [Quail] spat, blocking the sword strike of the sword-wielding man with her Emei spear. She sneered, "Jiang Yunling, you claim to be a righteous person, so how could you be in cahoots with such a vicious person as [Ghost Cutoff]?"

"This..." The sword-wielding woman's expression froze, and she hesitated a little before drawing her sword. The female thief spotted her flaw and made a move to kill her, but was blocked by the man.

"Sister Ling, don't let this little thief distract you. The immortal skills are in front of us, and this is the chance for you and me to turn things around. Temporarily cooperating with the devil is just a stopgap measure..." the man whispered.

"Damn it, Ding Yishan, you are not a good person either!" Quail cursed loudly. The sword wound on his body was affected, causing him to feel pain, and a look of pain appeared on his face.

The man named Ding Yishan said coldly, "Queqiao'er, your immortal secret manual was originally stolen from the imperial palace. Could it be that it has gone somewhere? Now that we have blocked this place, no matter how extraordinary your Qinggong skills are, you are like a bird in a cage, with no way to escape!"

"If you hand over the secret manual as soon as possible, we can give you a quick death!"