Zhong Xiao smiled awkwardly. He originally wanted to pay homage to see if he could gain some blessings. However, judging from the intentions of the boss and his wife, they didn’t seem to want to pay attention to this giant from eternity ago, so he gave up the idea of kneeling down. .
Qingyun obviously saw Zhong Xiao's thoughts and said with a smile:
"Brother Zhong, let me tell you, it doesn't matter whether you say goodbye or not?"
"Oh? Please give me some advice from Brother Qingyun!"
"Look at the right hand of this senior statue, does it look like it was dragging something?"
"Well, it's somewhat similar."
"What's the name of our place?"
"Spirit Mirror Sacrifice."
"Then what treasure do you want most?"
"Uh, you mean?!"
"Haha, as long as Brother Zhong understands, I guess there are probably no spiritual mirrors here anymore."
Qingyun laughed, and Xiao Luoyi gently twitched the corner of his mouth.
"Oh, that's such a shame."
Looking at the empty underground palace, Zhong Xiao lamented again and laughed at himself:
"I originally planned to take Liang'er out for training, but I didn't expect that he would die in an illusion for no apparent reason. In the end, it would be all in vain. It was really a worthwhile trip!"
Qingyun also remembered that not long after he reunited with his father, they were separated forever, so he calmed down and became depressed again, and comforted:
"Brother Zhong, don't be sad. I'm just joking. Even if there aren't any here, there will probably be some treasures inside the mural door."
"It doesn't matter anymore. I don't want to ask for any spiritual treasure anymore."
Qingyun felt that he might have hurt the other party with his words, and he couldn't bear it. He was about to explain again, but Zhong Xiao said again:
"You don't need to say more. The restrictions on my divine palace are still there, but I am driven by little brother Qingyun. However, if something happens here, I will go back to Yukongmen so that I can place a spiritual tablet in the ancestral hall for Liang'er."
Hearing these words, Qingyun's heart became even more tense. He was silent for a while and then said:
"Brother Zhong, I can trust you and don't need your protection, so you are free now. If I have a chance in the future, I will definitely go to Yukongmen to make trouble. At that time, I will also ask you to introduce ancestor Lin Yu on my behalf, so that I can pay homage to my father's old friend. .”
Zhong Xiao couldn't help but be startled when he heard it, and he opened his mouth and said:
"What, you let me go?"
Qingyun smiled and nodded.
"Aren't you afraid that I will reveal your secret?"
"Don't be afraid, I can trust you, little brother."
"Why?"
"Because my father's friend is naturally a gentleman, and his descendants will not dishonor the reputation of their ancestors."
Qingyun said sincerely.
These words moved Zhong Xiao very much, because ancestor Lin Yu was indeed the pillar of his Zhong family's faith and the goal that Zhong Xiao had strived for for many years.
In fact, he originally wanted to follow Qingyun to explore the spiritual realm temple, even the unnamed ancient ruins and the mysteries of the Thirty-three Realms, but Zhong Liang's death was indeed a very big blow to him.
This can also be seen from the fact that he can hold his grandson's body without saying a word day and night, and his sincerity can also be seen.
"Hey, how can things in the world go as we wish? I thought that in these thirty-three realms, Yuan Hua Realm monks like us would be the protagonists on the big stage, but in the end, Hai Dailou and I were just passers-by that no one knew about. "
With a heavy sigh, Zhong Xiao finally relieved his inner depression.
Qingyun also shook his head, feeling helpless.
He understood that what Zhong Xiao was talking about was referring to Haidailou's desire to snatch Zangfeng, and his own desire to take back the Yeyue Ring.
If it weren't for Qingyun's appearance, Zhong Xiao and Hai Dailou would indeed be one of the real masters of the Spirit Mirror Sacrifice. However, they are both thoughtful people and they all saw the unusualness of the ground cracking and followed it, but the consequences But it is conceivable.
But for such an ending, who can they blame?
Haidailou is still trapped in the illusion. He doesn't know where he was locked up by Yi Qing. He didn't even have a chance to appear, so it ended peacefully.
But Zhong Xiao was restrained by Yi Qing in his soul and was controlled by others.
Several people who were originally aloof suddenly became passers-by. Not to mention making a brilliant appearance, they could not even speak a line. Qingyun could somewhat understand Zhong Xiao's depression.
In fact, Zhong Xiao was not only depressed, but deep down in his heart, he still blamed himself.
Although it was Hai Dailou and Quan Linfeng who killed Zhong Liang, if he hadn't insisted on taking back the Yeyue Ring Pendant from Xiao Luoyi and coveted the news about the Qilin Tooth, he would not have taken the injured Sun with him. If you step into a dangerous situation, you will not die in an illusion.
So he no longer wanted to stay here sadly, and with the boss's consent, he bowed to Qingyun with his fists in his hands, and then jumped off the rock.
"Why did you let him go?"
After Zhong Xiao's figure completely disappeared from their sight, Xiao Luoyi frowned and asked in confusion.
"If he really wants to follow us, what's the use?"
Qingyun asked instead without answering.
"At least there is a Yuan Hua realm thug, right?"
Qingyun smiled bitterly when he heard this, shook his head and said:
"Dad has never taught me how to control the restraint. If he doesn't have evil intentions for me, the restraint will not occur. What can I do to motivate him? Besides, the longer he follows us, the more secrets he knows. The more there are, it’s better to be a favor and let him go now, which can also be regarded as forming a good relationship with Zhong Linyu of Yukongmen.”
Of course Xiao Luoyi knew what Qingyun meant, but according to her usual behavior, Zhong Xiao should be lying on the altar as a tribute now.
However, since she followed Qingyun, she has gradually been controlling and restraining some of her methods. She was deeply afraid that the kid would have misunderstandings and estrangements like when she dealt with the Divine Sword Sect and the Earthly Demon Sect, so she carefully considered her words before saying:
"Don't tell me that the immortal energy my father passed on to me is precious. The main thing I am afraid of is that he will reveal your identity. You know, the consequences of this are extremely serious."
"It doesn't matter. Now there is Bai Zhi outside who is taking care of us. Even if he dares to publicize it, not many people will believe this kind of thing. After all, the Xibei Qilin Tooth in Master Bai's hand is visible to everyone."
Xiao Luo thought for a while, finally relaxed his frown, and said again:
"What do you think about the illusion?"
At this time, Qingyun stared deeply at the motionless statue, seemingly pondering for a long time, and then said with some uncertainty:
"I don't know. If it is really an illusion, I still remember that the phantom swords in the sky can be justified, but how can the immortal energy that dad passed on to you bring back to the real world?"
Xiao Luo responded:
"If not, then how can there be such an impossible means of reversing time and space in the world? Let alone the mortals in Liangren Village, why can't even Yanliang Mountain see us?"
Qingyun scratched his head frantically and didn't say a word for a long time.
Xiao Luoyi couldn't figure out the key to it. Everything was too illusory for them. However, she had experienced so many unbelievable things in just a few days, which made her suddenly feel like she was in another world. illusion.
"I guess it has something to do with it."
After a long while, Qingyun pointed at the statue and spoke to Xiao Luoyi in a hoarse voice.
"It's just a statue."
"I know."
"Oh? Why?"
"intuition."
"Haha, you can't stand it when people used the flesh and blood of your 'compatriots' to worship the sages?"
Seeing that Qingyun was a little depressed, Xiao Luoyi teased.
"No, in fact, it is not difficult to deduce from these tributes that the necessary items for spiritual food must be powerful true spirit flesh and blood."
"True Spirit? Is it the True Clan?"
Qingyun Qing knew that he had made a mistake, but he found that after saying these two words, he did not see any of the terrible things that Xiao Qi had said happen, so he walked down the slope and made a good-natured speech.
"Well, the most powerful beings among the True Clan are called True Spirits, but eldest sister, please remember not to mention these two words in front of outsiders in the future, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble."
"I know."
After saying that, Qingyun picked up a withered bone on the altar without any scruples, and then ran the Qilin Bite in his hand, and saw that the surrounding vitality and spiritual power quickly gathered towards his palm at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the blink of an eye, the withered bones exploded into ashes and disappeared into the underground palace.
"Yeah?"
Xiao Luoyi quickly asked, Qingyun frowned and nodded:
"Although it has been weathered for a long time, I can be sure that there is still an extremely weak trace of true spiritual power left in it. This cannot be hidden from me."
When the conversation changed, Qingyun said in a somewhat difficult voice:
"In other words, the door to the mural and even the crack in the ground were opened not because of the incense candles and paper money prepared by those Yuan Hua realm monks."
"what is that?"
"it's me!"
He shouted softly, Zang Feng lightly swiped his hand, and a huge gap appeared. Then Qingyun flicked it, and several bloody arrows shot towards the statue.
As soon as the young master's blood came into contact with the statue's body, its right palm burst out with an extremely dazzling brilliance, instantly illuminating the entire underground palace as brightly as the blue sky and daylight.
Then both of them could see that a mirror like a jade plate suddenly appeared around the statue's originally empty right palm, floating quietly around it.
Some of these precious mirrors resemble mutton-fat white jade, some are inlaid with gold rims, and some are as black as ink, like magic mirrors flashing with cold light. They can be described as diverse.
Although each mirror has a different shape, they all exude similar powerful spiritual pressure. There are as many as thirty-three in total.
As the precious mirrors slowly rotated in the sky, colorful clouds began to spread out from the brilliance they emitted, making the small underground palace become as dreamy and ethereal as a fairyland.
"It's a spiritual mirror!"
"no."
Xiao Luo was surprised and lost his voice, but Qingyun shook his head rationally, put away the Tibetan Feng and said:
"That's just a virtual image of the spiritual mirror."
"Virtual image?"
"Yes, look at these thirty-three precious mirrors. Not only do they have no shadows, but their spiritual light seems to be thick and full, but in fact it is frivolous and has a kind of brilliance before it shines back. I guess the current situation is just a remnant of their power in the past. .”
"No way?"
