Mysterious mirror hanging high

Deep in the jungle, Jing Yu, covered in swamp mud and wearing a tattered gray robe, looked cautious, restrained his breath, and ran quickly.

The toxins in the mud on the surface of his body were still seeping into his physical body all the time, and Jing Yu felt burning all over... Fortunately, at this moment he had already entered the [Law of Poison], and the damage caused by the toxins to his body could no longer keep up with the speed of repair.

Originally, a [Dust Purification Spell] could clear the mud from the body's surface, but Jing Yu discovered that although the mud in the poisonous swamp was only deadly poisonous to cultivators below the level of Jindan, it could not pose much threat to the existence above the cave heaven - but this mud was extremely smelly, and the stench it emitted was so strong that even the monsters in the cave heaven realm were unwilling to get too close.

Relying on the mud on his body, Jing Yu avoided the covetousness of several cave-heaven realm monsters. In addition, his speed was extremely fast, so in just a few days, he had crossed countless mountains.

The cultivation levels of the monsters encountered around were getting lower and lower. Originally, Jing Yu could occasionally see a few cave-heaven realm monsters, but now even the spirit-transforming monsters were few and far between. He knew that he was going in the right direction - this place should have left the core area of ​​the monster mountain range.

After a few more days, the surrounding vegetation gradually became sparse, and the cultivation level of the monsters that appeared gradually dropped to the Jindan level. At this moment, Jing Yu's injuries had completely recovered, and his combat power returned to its peak. He believed that if he did not encounter any existence at the Dongtian realm or above, he could escape calmly.

Just when he thought it would take some time for him to completely walk out of the jungle, his expression suddenly changed.

Within the range of his spiritual sense, he discovered a human cultivator who looked young. At this moment, he was holding a weapon that looked like a steel fork in his hand and fighting with a wild boar in the Jindan realm.

It seemed that this cultivator was cultivating both his Dharma body and his body. His Dharma body was extremely tough. After being pushed a few times by the wild boar, he just flew backwards. Then he got up from the ground as if nothing had happened and attacked again with the steel fork in his hand.

The man and the pig were fighting fiercely, and they were completely unaware that Jing Yu had quietly walked nearby.

Jing Yu observed carefully in secret. He roughly estimated that the cultivator's body cultivation level should be around the middle stage of the Golden Core, while the wild boar was only at the early stage of the Golden Core. It should be only a matter of time before it was defeated, so he did not help.

But after a moment, he still uttered a sigh and thought:

"Strange... During the fierce battle just now, this person accidentally released a trace of spiritual power. It seems that he has only completed the foundation building process?"

"A Foundation Establishment cultivator, yet his Body Refining cultivation reached the Golden Core level first? Weird!"

Jing Yu thought to himself, "Could he be a genius in body refining?"

Not long after, the human monk killed the wild boar and put the body into a storage bag.

"Who?"

Just as the human monk was about to hunt the next target, a rustling sound came from the bushes nearby.

"Fellow Daoist, could you lend a hand?" Jing Yu's weak voice sounded.

The human monk narrowed his eyes, pushed aside the bushes with the steel fork in his hand, and saw a smelly and dirty gray-robed monk sitting there.

"you are?"

The monk scanned the area with his divine sense and realized that he couldn't see through the gray-robed monk's cultivation level. He was shocked and realized that he had encountered a high-level cultivator. He quickly knelt on the ground.

"I am Zhao Tuo, your humble servant, and I pay my respects to you, sir... I wonder what you are doing..."

"So it's still our family."

Jing Yu narrowed his eyes and smiled. "Fellow Daoist Zhao, I recently encountered a powerful demonic beast deep in the mountains. I finally managed to escape, but I was seriously injured... Could you please take me to a nearby place with medical practitioners?"

"I'm seriously injured, but I can't delay any longer."

Jing Yu continued, "If you can help me with this one favor... I will definitely reward you handsomely afterwards."

"Oh? Seriously injured?"

The cultivator named Zhao Tuo's eyes rolled around, and his gaze towards Jing Yu changed, with a hint of imperceptible greed flashing across his eyes.

"Okay, okay! Please wait a moment, senior. I will come and help you up."

Zhao Tuo smiled flatteringly and quickly stepped forward to hold one of Jing Yu's arms.

He "inadvertently" exerted a little force with his five fingers, but only felt that Jing Yu's arm was fragile and tender, not as strong as that of a body cultivator. He felt relieved and asked tentatively:

"Senior, aren't you practicing both Dharma and body?"

Jing Yu casually replied, "No! I'm a dull person. I'm already too busy training my Qi, so how can I spare the time to train my body? But you, my fellow Daoist, have only reached the foundation stage of Qi training, but your physical body is truly extraordinary..."

"Senior, you are too kind... The current prosperity of body training in the immortal world is largely due to the efforts of [Immortal Lord Tianwu]. I am just a small part of his glory."

Zhao Tuo then asked casually, "Senior, I see divine light within you, and your cultivation is as deep as the ocean. I'm sure you've already formed a fetus?"

Jing Yu smiled bitterly and said, "It was just luck... Sigh, it's embarrassing to say this. I had been cultivating in seclusion within the clan. As soon as I formed my infant, I thought I could travel the world. I didn't expect that I would suffer a lesson after just a short trip into the wild."

"Hehe...senior is too modest."

Zhao Tuo suddenly showed a fierce look on his face. He flipped his hand and a yellow paper talisman appeared in his palm, which he suddenly stuck on Jing Yu's back.

He immediately raised the steel fork in his hand and stabbed it hard at the back of Jing Yu's head!

Ding--

The steel fork was broken directly. Under Zhao Tuo's shocked gaze, Jing Yu slowly peeled off the yellow paper talisman on his vest, looked at it closely for a while, and said with a smile:

"Is it a talisman of the Soul Sealing Forbidden Law type? Quite interesting… The talisman actually contains a trace of the power of the Sealing Forbidden Law, which is enough to temporarily seal the Nascent Soul of a Nascent Soul cultivator."

"The most rare thing is that the threshold for using it is so low that even a Foundation Establishment cultivator like you can use it."

Zhao Tuo stammered, "You...you...why is the [Spirit Forbidden Talisman] ineffective against you? You're not a Nascent Soul cultivator?"

"What do you believe in what I say?"

Jing Yu glanced at him sideways. "If you encounter a high-level cultivator in the wild, and you don't know his trump card or how much strength he has left, and then you rush into action and completely antagonize him, that's foolish."

"I have no grudge against you. I was seriously injured, and you thought you had an opportunity, so you became evil and wanted to kill people and steal treasures. This is bad."

"You're both stupid and evil. I haven't met someone like you in a long time..."

Zhao Tuo looked terrified, but he saw Jing Yu stretch out a hand, and suddenly an overwhelming suction force appeared in the palm of his hand, sucking Zhao Tuo over, and began to use the [Soul Searching Technique] to extract the man's memory.

After a moment, Zhao Tuo, whose soul had been messed up by the soul-searching technique and turned into an idiot, fell limply to the ground. Jing Yu shook his hands and said lightly:

"Now all that's left is stupidity."