Mysterious mirror hanging high

"The Marquis is about to take action!"

The jianghu guests at the Zhenbei Marquis's residence were all excited. "Since the Marquis was transferred to Wangbei Pass to subdue the Northern Desert, we haven't seen him fighting for a long time. Twenty years ago, he dominated the martial arts world with his iron spear. Twenty years later, to what extent will his martial arts skills have improved?"

After all, Zhenbei Hou was a long-established master of the realm. He was proud of his status and refused to take the initiative. He said solemnly, "You take action!"

Unexpectedly, Jing Yu nodded and said, "Okay."

Then he took a step forward.

In an instant, the wind and snow stopped, and Jing Yu raised one hand, seemingly just gently waving it forward.

The Marquis of Zhenbei suddenly opened his eyes wide, his blood boiling, and held the iron spear across his chest.

A light breeze blew by, and under the incredulous gaze of everyone, the long spear made of black iron of the Zhenbei Marquis was broken!

The armor on his chest was shattered into pieces, and he seemed to be hit by a huge force. He flew backwards and overturned a whole row of weapon racks in the training ground.

puff--

Zhenbei Hou struggled to turn over, supporting himself with his hands, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes still a little dazed: "What's going on?"

The officer who had just brandished his two hammers and the old woman leaning on a long staff both shrank their heads and silently retreated behind the crowd...

Jing Yu closed his eyes and pondered, thinking to himself, "It's just the initial stage of foundation building. It seems that the so-called [End] in this world is indeed just the body building stage, which is a very low level."

"No, you can't think like that."

He quickly realized the problem: "Ordinary cultivators who come here don't have the guaranteed Golden Core level of physical cultivation. Whether it's their physical body or their magical power, they have to start all over again from the mortal body. In just ten years, even if they have advanced their cultivation experience, it's already good enough to be able to rebuild to the Foundation Establishment level!"

"It seems that these so-called [Grandmasters of the End] are still quite threatening to cultivators who have just entered this world..."

Seeing that Jing Yu just closed his eyes and was deep in thought without saying anything, Zhenbei Hou thought that the other party was disdainful of talking to him, so he had to struggle to stand up and said with a wry smile:

"This Marquis has been in the [End] for a full twenty years, and I've fought against most of the End Grandmasters in the world. Even the current number one Grandmaster in the world, my Great Li's State Master, couldn't seriously injure me with a single blow..."

"Who knew there would always be someone better than you... I underestimated the heroes of the world."

Jing Yu twitched the corner of his mouth and thought to himself, "Even if you are invincible, it won't help. Who made me an enemy sent from heaven?"

But then the Marquis of Zhenbei said, "Your Excellency is so proficient in martial arts that I'm afraid you've already reached a new level. Now that a prosperous era is approaching, spiritual energy is about to revive, and you've obtained the immortal secret manuals within the imperial palace, I'm afraid you'll soon merge martial arts and immortality into one, achieving immortal status."

At this moment, Wang Queqiao's small figure flashed to the front and sneered, "You want the immortal secret manual that I stole? Why not give it to you!"

After saying that, he threw the [Little Changchun Kung] in front of the warriors.

"Secret book of the Immortal Family!"

Ding Yishan's eyes lit up, and he quickly picked up the [Little Changchun Gong] on the ground. He flipped through it briefly, and suddenly doubts arose in his heart, questioning:

"It was taken out so easily, it can't be fake!"

Wang Queqiao curled his lips and said, "You guessed it right. This book is indeed fake."

"But this book was already a fake the moment I stole it from the palace!"

"what?"

The Marquis of Zhenbei sighed, "So that's how it is... This so-called immortal secret manual was a plot set up by the Imperial Master from the very beginning..."

"Spiritual energy is about to recover and a prosperous era is approaching. Dali doesn't want too many Qigong practitioners to appear in this world, so it deliberately released fake secret manuals to confuse people."

"But how do you know whether this secret book is authentic?" The Marquis of Zhenbei looked at the mysterious young man in gray robe in front of him with a look of surprise and doubt.

Suddenly, a crack appeared in the originally dim sky, and the thick dark clouds seemed to be torn apart by an external force. The dazzling sunlight shone down, and the wind and snow that had lasted for many days at Wangbei Pass gradually stopped.

The next moment, the surrounding void shook, and countless pure spiritual energy seemed to appear out of thin air, and the concentration of spiritual energy between heaven and earth began to rise wildly.

"Spiritual energy is reviving! A prosperous era is coming!" the warriors exclaimed.

Everyone greedily breathed in the suddenly appearing spiritual energy, feeling the spiritual energy of heaven and earth permeating their bodies.

Even mortals without spiritual roots can prolong their lives and be free from illness and disasters if they are immersed in rich spiritual energy all year round. After taking a few breaths of spiritual energy, the Marquis of Zhenbei suddenly felt a sense of openness in his chest and abdomen, and the blood and energy that had been stagnating in his body seemed to have dissolved a lot.

"What pure spiritual energy!"

"No wonder some mortals in this world can reach the Foundation Establishment stage in just ten years. The spiritual energy here is so rich that it's even more exaggerated than the Divine Transformation Centers in the modern world! For ordinary cultivators, just staying here to practice is almost like receiving spiritual energy at any time..."

The moment Jing Yu came into contact with the spiritual energy, he almost instinctively began to practice the [Questioning the Mirror to Observe Fate Method]. With his previous practice experience, he immediately completed the process of drawing the energy into his body!

Although his cultivation level was blocked by the laws of heaven, the meridians in Jing Yu's body that allowed his mana to circulate had not shrunk and were still at the Golden Core level. These meridians were wide and smooth, and his efficiency in breathing in and out spiritual energy and transferring mana was far higher than that of a Qi-training cultivator...

boom!

Qi training level one...

Qi training level 2...

Three levels of Qi training!

Without any effort, Jing Yu's body circulated countless cycles frantically in just a few breaths, breaking through to the third level of Qi training.

At the same time, the noise made by Jing Yu absorbing spiritual energy was so loud that a vortex of spiritual energy formed with him as the center, sweeping across the entire training ground of the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion!

The spiritual energy seemed to be a substance that pointed towards the gray-robed young man at the center of the vortex. The warriors were stunned. One of them finally realized something and knelt down, crying:

"It's an immortal! It's an immortal!"

"He is the free and easy immortal who survived from the last prosperous era!"

More and more warriors knelt down and kowtowed:

"I beg the immortal to teach me the true Dharma! I beg the immortal to teach me the true Dharma..."

Soon, the entire parade ground was kneeling in unison. Even the personal guards of the Marquis' Mansion heard the news and joined the kneeling army.

The Marquis of Zhenbei looked around with a dull expression, but finally gritted his teeth, knelt on one knee, lowered his head, and whispered:

"Sir, I, Zhao, am willing to be your follower and accept your guidance. I only seek a chance to become an immortal..."

Jing Yu saw more and more people coming to kneel down and bow, and he couldn't help but feel dizzy. Just when he was about to refuse, a thought suddenly occurred to him: "Yuhua Zhenxian will rate me based on my performance over the past ten years and grant me opportunities. Is the so-called "rating" really just a simple assessment of my cultivation?"