Mysterious mirror hanging high

Jing Yu practiced in Qiu Xuan Cave for more than a month. The crystal stones in his hand were almost used up, but he saw another Yuanying Zen Lord being swallowed into Qiu Xuan Cave and fell into this cave.

This time, the one who came down was a burly monk with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a thick frame. His upper body was naked, and the exposed skin looked like copper and iron. His whole body was shrouded in the light golden Buddhist light, and he looked majestic.

This burly monk was different from the two monks who had been swallowed before. He did not panic, kneel down and beg for mercy, nor did he get angry and rage. Instead, he had a stoic look on his face. He sat cross-legged on the ground, clasped his hands together and said:

"Buddha-honored One! Senior, you have made a wrong decision. Although my Qi training is ordinary, I have cultivated an indestructible golden body. You can't do anything to me."

Jing Yu watched with a cold eye, understanding the situation in his heart: "[Vajra Pure Land] is a land of perseverance, asceticism, and strength... Zen practitioners in this Buddhist land generally believe that Buddhism requires not only wisdom and compassion, but also the indestructible power of Dharma protectors. They emphasize tempering the body and mind through the most severe ascetic practices, tempering the body and will to the indestructible state of Vajra..."

"If my guess is correct, this master must be a Zen practitioner from the Vajra Pure Land."

Jing Yu muttered to himself, "This Qiu Xuandong is really running around in Futu Xianzhou. In just a few months, he's devoured all the Yuanying Zen Lords from the three great lands of Buddhism...Are the Yuanyings of Futu Xianzhou really worthless? Can they withstand Qiu Xuandong's consumption?"

"I want to see if the physical body of this Yuanying Zen Master from the Vajra Pure Land is truly as indestructible and incorruptible as he claims... and whether he can withstand the onslaught of the Xuanhuang Qi!"

After several hours, the Xuanhuang Qi began to diffuse at a fixed point. The strong monk from the Vajra Pure Land had originally had a stoic expression, but the moment his skin came into contact with the Xuanhuang Qi, his expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly shouted:

"Ouch! It hurts so much!"

Jing Yu was also trying his best to resist the Xuan Huang Qi, but he had the help of Ku Du Xuan Guang, and he had refined and analyzed a lot of Xuan Huang Qi in recent months, so it was much easier for him to resist than the strong monk. Seeing the monk screaming, he couldn't help but roll his eyes and secretly complained:

"The bullshit was so loud that it made a huge noise, but it turned out to be a silver-plated spear head."

But the next moment, Jing Yu's impression of this monk changed. He saw the strong monk clenching his teeth and tremblingly said:

"Master Buddha, I have tempered and polished my body with diamond sand day and night, cultivating a body of diamond. How can such a mere Xuanhuang Qi break it? Hold on!"

Countless mysterious and yellow auras swept across the ancient monk's skin, tearing off pieces of flesh and blood like the sharp teeth of a wild beast. After about two quarters of an hour, the originally intact Chan Xiu was cut into the shape of a human stick.

This made Jing Yu look at him with a new look. "Wow, the ancient monk from the Vajra Pure Land has achieved extraordinary accomplishments in body refinement. It's true! The toughness of this master's physical body has almost reached the peak of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Realm. It seems to be even more tough than the flesh and blood of my Kudu Treasure Body... but his bones are a little fragile, not as strong as the current Kudu Treasure Body."

After about half an hour, under the Xuanhuang Qi's peeling of flesh and bones, the Zen practitioner with such a great body was left with only a bald head. With a scream, the weak point at the back of his head was broken, and the breath was released. The originally tough body suddenly became fragile.

But it seemed as if God had mercy on it. At this moment, the Xuanhuang Qi suddenly stopped, and the cleansing and flushing that lasted for half an hour came to an end.

It can be said that if the Xuanhuang Qi lasted for another moment, the Zen practitioner in front of him would not even have left his head.

Although he survived the disaster, the strong monk, with only his head left, was not in a good condition. At this time, his golden body was broken, and his entire head was extremely fragile. The Nascent Soul Dharma Image was even shrunk in his head, and all his magic power was exhausted.

At this moment, even if any Jindan cultivator fought with all his strength, he might be able to kill this Yuanying Zen Master.

Seeing this, Jing Yu thought to himself, "The body-refining techniques from the lower realms are ultimately useless... This Zen Buddhist golden body looks powerful, but it has a key weakness. Once this weakness is broken, the physical body will become vulnerable. Ninety-nine percent of the ten points of physical cultivation will be lost, leaving it at the mercy of others."

"Although Kudu's precious body still has conventional vital points, it has no obvious weaknesses. The only way to destroy it is to refine and wear it down inch by inch until every last inch of it is destroyed... From this perspective, the difference between the two is clear."

He suddenly had an idea. The monk in front of him was dying, so it was a good opportunity to try to make contact with him.

So he approached calmly, casually set up a magic circle, and then transmitted his voice:

"This master, this master!"

"Ok?"

The remaining head had originally just closed its eyes and was waiting to die. Upon hearing the voice transmission, it couldn't help but perk up, as if it had grasped a life-saving straw, and hurriedly whispered:

"Which wizard has fallen into this place with us? Please show yourself."

Jing Yu continued to transmit his voice, "Master, I am a Taoist. I was swallowed by that madman the other day and am now seriously injured and dying. It is really inconvenient for us to meet."

"Turns out it's a fellow Taoist." The head sighed.

"How did the master get swallowed by that old man?"

The head had a look of sorrow and anguish on his face. "This is a pure misfortune... I was cultivating peacefully in the temple, but I never expected this old man, who had reached the level of a Spiritual Transformation, to burst into the mountain protection formation, swallowing me whole in one gulp."

"This person has already gained a reputation in the Buddha Immortal Continent. It is said that many Zen masters have been killed by him before. I never thought that this evil karma would fall upon me."

Jing Yu frowned and said, "Yuanying Zen Lords in Futu Immortal Continent are not easily harvested and grown. This lunatic devours one every month. Isn't there any Transformation God Buddha from the Three Great Lands to stop him?"

"Fellow Daoist, you are from another continent. Perhaps you don't understand us, the Ancient Buddhists. We rely on the power of incense and vows to cultivate. The most important spiritual resources are believers who can generate the power of incense and vows."

"But the number of believers in the Immortal Continent is limited, so there are too many monks and too little porridge... Unfortunately, our ancient monks have short lifespans and their cultivation progresses quickly... A Yuanying Zen Lord has dozens of Jindan masters under his command, and sometimes hundreds, so there's no shortage of young people."

"If the Yuanying Zen Master above us were to perish or disappear, the followers under his rule would be divided up by his subordinates, and a new Yuanying would be easily born... Yuanying ancient monks are worthless these days. What is valuable is always the followers."

"You said Yuanying Zen Lord is not a leek? Hey... Compared to the Yuanying True Lord who is building the foundation of the alchemy path, he really is a leek!"