Lin Jingzhe got bad news, so bad.
The master of the Star-Zhaing Temple is also his master Ziyu Zhenren, who returned to his master the day before yesterday.
It was the night before the big brother's accident happened, and it was the day before yesterday that the master returned.
There is no difference between the night before and the day before yesterday.
Master Ziyu had just come down from the mountain with the winter solstice, who had returned to secular life, and returned to the mountain the next day. Something must have happened on the way, which forced her to give up the idea of going down the mountain to accept a disciple.
And this change must be related to the winter solstice. Dongzhi used some tricks to force her to return to the mountains and choose to retreat.
Winter Solstice has fallen.
This was Lin Jingzhe's guess at the worst outcome.
He sat blankly in the dormitory, his eyes already moist and filled with tears.
Under this mixed emotion of sorrow and fear, he fell asleep again.
He dreamed again, dreaming that he entered a mirror world, a repeated dream. The dream was hazy, and he could only see the back of a person. The back was mysterious and fairy, and it was not true.
It was midnight, he woke up from his dream, and his consciousness returned to reality.
He was sitting at the head of the bed, shocked and breathing heavily. He woke up naturally this time for some unknown reason, as if he had his own arrangements.
He looked down at the wounds on his palms, and was very shocked. He remembered that the wounds on his hands were still bloody, but now they were almost healed.
How long did he sleep for, and whether the world in the mirror mentioned in his dream was consistent with reality.
If there is any connection with things in reality, it is only the mirror that fell during the struggle with the senior brother a few days ago.
But the bronze mirror was ordinary, nothing special. If the bronze mirror had the function of hiding breath, how did he activate it? Being pulled into a dream by it?
Lin Jingzhe ran through several possibilities in his mind, and believed that identifying the owner by dripping blood was the most likely.
Because at that time, a lot of blood flowed from his palm and touched the bronze mirror.
Could it be that the bronze mirror is causing trouble? I can only explore the cemetery in the back mountain at night and bring back the bronze mirror to study it.
Thinking of this, he got dressed, then quietly opened the door of his dormitory, and walked to the cemetery on the back hill.
The night was moonless and pitch black.
Lin Jingzhe followed the route in his memory and found the grave of his former senior brother.
Squatting on the ground, using both hands to dig up the soil.
After a while, I dug through the mud pit and found the bronze mirror.
The bronze mirror was ordinary and did not glow because of the excitement of meeting its owner.
Although the weather is getting colder, the earth is getting warmer and the corpse is already stinking.
Lin Jingzhe endured the stench, quickly filled the grave with soil, took the bronze mirror, and left the back hill cemetery.
Not long after he left, a dark shadow appeared at the place where he had just dug the earth and dug the hole.
The black figure had a curved body and no face could be seen, but anyone with a discerning eye would recognize that it was a woman.
Lin Jingzhe hurried back to the dormitory, took out the bronze mirror and washed it with water to wash away the cold corpse odor.
After some fiddling, he took the bronze mirror and started studying it.
But half an hour passed, and I had no clue. The bronze mirror was useless except for reflecting the appearance of adults.
He didn't give up and tried for another half an hour, but the bronze mirror showed no movement, just like a dead mirror.
Helpless, he could only give up, put the bronze mirror next to the bed, and prepared to rest.
He lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and slowly deepened his consciousness.
The next second, his consciousness was pulled into the mirror world again, and it was completely white again, with only a lonely back in the distance.
It was the same scene again, again in a vast expanse of white.
Lin Jingzhe sighed helplessly, still unable to get rid of the entanglement of this strange dream.
"who."
Suddenly, a cold voice sounded beside his ears, and then the figure turned around, and a cold sword light struck.
Lin Jingzhe felt a pain in his chest, his consciousness was brought back to reality, and he suddenly woke up.
He reached out and touched his chest and took a deep breath. It hurt. There was a dull pain where the sword hit his chest.
The hurt he suffered in his dream could actually be brought back to reality, which made him feel incredible for an instant.
Although the terrifying sword in the dream directly tore his body into pieces, in reality he only received an ordinary sword without leaving any scars, but it was not something that he, who had practiced Qi for 30%, could bear.
He rested for two days and two nights before the sting of the wound gradually dissipated, but he did not dare to sleep during these two days.
Late at night on the third day, he couldn't bear it any longer, so he lay down on the bed again, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.
In dreams, in the mirror world.
It's the same scene again, a vast expanse of white and a lonely figure.
This time, Lin Jingzhe learned the lesson and quietly approached the figure without making any sound.
The back is beautiful, the slender and straight legs outline the graceful curves, and the graceful body is touching.
It is both fairy and mysterious, making people fascinated, with graceful curves and fascinating hearts.
This is the most beautiful back figure that Lin Jingzhe has ever seen. It has an air of immortality, but it is not unattainable. It means fireworks in the world, but it is cold at high places, just like an immortal.
"you again."
The pleasant sound of a clear drink came to her ears again. Lin Jingzhe still couldn't see clearly when she raised her sword, and her body was penetrated by a sword energy and torn into pieces.
In reality, Li Jingzhe groaned in pain, sat upright, clutched his chest, and breathed heavily.
"This makes me want to live." Lin Jingzhe took out the mirror from the bedside and looked at it carefully for a moment, but found nothing unusual.
"This ordinary mirror can actually pull people's consciousness into the world in the mirror when they are asleep?"
Lin Jingzhe confirmed with certainty that this weird mirror caused him to enter the weird dream world.
Just when I felt a headache about the mirror, there was a "dong dong dong" knock on the door.
"Who?" Lin Jingzhe shouted softly and hurriedly hid the bronze mirror.
"Si Qi, I am my master." Ziyu's voice came from outside the door.
"What?"
Lin Jingzhe was shocked and frightened. This old witch came to her door in the middle of the night. What was going on?
He quickly took a deep breath to calm down his panic, pretended that nothing had happened, opened the door of the dormitory, and said in surprise: "Master, why are you here?"
"Master stopped by to take a look and ask you something." Ziyu smiled and couldn't take his eyes away.
Lin Jingzhe was flattered: "What is worthy of the master's personal visit? I'm afraid the disciple can't bear it."
"No problem, let's go inside and chat."
"Ah, Master, my disciple, it's too messy inside. I'm afraid it will dirty your Dharma eyesight."
"People who practice Taoism have already put things outside themselves, so why bother worrying about things outside themselves." Ziyu changed the topic: "Is it possible that there is something shameful hidden inside my disciple?"
"No, no." Lin Jingzhe took a deep breath, wondering what the old witch wanted to do.
As Ziyu walked into the dormitory, a bad thought flashed through Lin Jingzhe's mind: This old witch wouldn't want to get rid of me secretly. "
"sit."
"Yes." Lin Jingzhe sat aside feeling flattered.
"Are you familiar with Dongzhi?"
Sure enough, the new arrival still came.
"Master, although Brother Dongzhi and I are from the same village, our relationship is not good."
"Oh." Ziyu replied lightly, which made Lin Jingzhe's heart twitch.
"What level of cultivation are you at now?"
"Third floor."
"Stretch out your hand and let me take charge."
"yes."
Lin Jingzhe didn't dare to refute, and quickly stretched out her arm for Ziyu to pick it up.
After a long time, Ziyu said, "Yes, twenty-four meridians have been opened."
"Thank you, Master, for your praise."
"Don't be too happy too early. You are a body of five elements. The spiritual energy required for cultivation is several times, even dozens of times, that of others."
"The body of the five elements?" This was the first time Lin Jingzhe heard that someone had the body of the five elements.
"The body of the Five Elements means having five spiritual roots at the same time." Ziyu explained: "Spiritual roots are divided into metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. Generally speaking, people with one spiritual root practice the fastest, and you have five spiritual roots at the same time. Get up and be more than five times slower than others."
"No wonder the apprentice can't keep up with others no matter how hard he practices. It turns out that's the case. Thank you, master, for clearing up the apprentice's doubts."
"Easy to do."
Ziyu brought a pack of spirit stones and a bottle of pills from somewhere, and said, "This bottle is a Qi Gathering Pill. This is a spirit stone. Take it and put it away."
"Master, I absolutely cannot accept these disciples."
"Just keep it if you want."
"Yes, master."
"Practice hard, strive for a breakthrough, and become a senior brother. The master is giving you a basic spell."
"Thank you, master."
"Master is gone. If you have any questions about your cultivation, you can come to Zhaixingxing Hall to find your master."
"Yes, master."
Watching Ziyu go away, Lin Jingzhe closed the door of the apartment and breathed a sigh of relief.
The robe on my back was half soaked without knowing it, and my tense nerves gradually returned to their original state.
Lin Jingzhe threw the spirit stones and elixirs aside and sneered secretly. He gave me these elixirs and spirit stones that could break through my cultivation level, hoping that I would quickly reach the seventh level of Qi and become a senior brother.
To become a senior brother, and then have my cultivation level sucked away by you, to become another graveyard bag in the cemetery behind the mountain?
Lin Jingzhe knew that now was not the time to rush to break through in cultivation. He also knew that the faster the breakthrough, the faster he would die.
After several mental conversations, he was already exhausted. After several struggles in his mind, he fell asleep.
This time he learned the lesson, and when he fell asleep, he closed his eyes without glancing around, sat cross-legged on the ground, and regained his composure.
I don’t know how long it took, but the cold voice came to my ears again.
"Who are you? And how did you enter this space?"
"Who am I?" Lin Jingzhe slowly opened his eyes and said, "This is in my dream. Who am I?"
"lecher."
The woman drank lightly and drew her sword.
This time, Lin Jingzhe clearly saw how she drew the sword, and he also knew that she deliberately let him see it.
"No, don't use your sword as soon as you open your mouth." Lin Jingzhe was still worried that she would draw her sword and stab her.
"Say." The woman shouted softly.
"Okay, I'll tell you, I'll tell you, but girl, will you believe it?"
"explain."
"I was pulled into this space by a strange bronze mirror."
"Bronze mirror? Then why did you say it was in your dream just now?"
Lin Jingzhe saw her again and started to draw his sword, and quickly explained: "It was only after I fell asleep that I was pulled into a dream by this weird mirror."
