In dreams, in the mirror world.
Lin Jingzhe informed Lin Xiyao of the clues obtained from Chu Ling, but Lin Xiyao's expression did not change much.
Instead, he said lightly that he knew it, as if everything had nothing to do with her.
Lin Jingzhe smiled awkwardly. He thought that it was not because of his own passion, but because of Lin Xiyao's original character.
"Miss Lin, have you ever heard of the ends of the earth and the sea in the south?"
Lin Xiyao thought for a while and said: "I haven't heard of it, but since you mentioned why this world lacks spiritual power, it should be that the area where you currently exist is a forgotten land, which is derailed from the real world of immortal cultivation."
"Why does this happen?" Lin Jingzhe asked.
Lin Xiyao replied: "It should be that there was a catastrophe here before, or there was a fight between monks above the Nascent Soul stage, which caused problems with the balance here, but there is another possibility."
"What's possible?"
"A giant formation was once installed here, which exhausted all the spiritual power of the world inside the formation."
"Since it's all used up, why can't the spiritual energy from the outside be replenished?" Lin Jingzhe asked doubtfully.
"Then you can only ask people from the outside world."
"What's the meaning?"
"Since there is a spirit-consuming formation, there is also a spirit-locking formation."
"Miss Lin means that someone has drained the spiritual energy here and then locked the spirit?"
"That's understandable."
"But why do they do this?"
"It's not clear, but it's not hard to guess. If it's the second reason, I'm afraid there's something in it that makes them afraid."
"I'm afraid of the existence? Then what is the difference between this and the lock spirit?"
"Revival of spiritual energy."
"Revival of spiritual energy?" This was the first time Lin Jingzhe heard this word.
"Have you ever heard of Miss Lin before that this world can threaten the world of immortal cultivation?"
"Actually, there are many things that I can't remember." Lin Xiyao said this with a touch of sadness in her voice.
Lin Jingzhe felt a burst of emotion, patted her chest, and vowed: "Miss Lin, I will try my best to help you escape from this world."
"I hope so. I don't have much hope. After all, I have been here for thousands of years."
"Uh, girl, you don't believe me."
"It's not that I don't believe it, it's just that it's too difficult. I can't guarantee that one day you will be dead and in a different place."
"Girl, you are cursing me."
"No, let's be honest. After all, you narrowly escaped death in this world where spiritual energy is lacking. What will happen if you leave this world where spiritual energy is lacking?"
"Yes, what will happen if we leave this world? Even the few people who have entered the outside world now have their hands tied and their bodies are in danger."
"Miss Lin, actually I have been hiding a truth from you, and I haven't said it yet."
"Oh? What's the truth?" Lin Xiyao seemed to be interested.
"Actually, this mirror..."
Before Lin Jingzhe said anything, he felt Lin Xiyao gently pull the sword, and the murderous aura followed.
"girl?"
"Say." Lin Xiyao suddenly said forcefully.
"I..." Lin Jingzhe made a blind guess and decided to tell her the truth, "This bronze mirror can imprint weapons and even magic weapons."
"Huh?" Lin Xiyao put down what he was doing, and Lin Jingzhe breathed a sigh of relief. Although he hadn't experienced the power of this sword for a long time, the pain still left a lingering fear in his heart.
"Can you imprint weapons?" Lin Xiyao pondered for a moment and said, "The mirror of creation also has this ability. Am I really sealed in the space of this mirror?"
"Mirror of Creation of All Things? If the girl is really in the mirror of creation, how can I rescue the girl?"
"I don't know either. I've only heard of it before, but I've never actually seen this artifact."
"Sacred weapon? Is that more than a magic weapon?"
"It is superior to magic weapons, even more than this fairy sword in my hand."
"So powerful?" Lin Jingzhe felt that she had obtained a treasure, but then she remembered that she didn't even know how to use a mirror. It was like guarding a golden mountain without the key to enter it. That feeling was very heartbreaking and unpleasant.
"I'm just guessing. I hope it's not the real mirror of creation."
"Why is the girl so depressed suddenly?"
"The mirror of creation can imprint all things, but it doesn't matter whether I am the creature imprinted by the mirror." Lin Xiyao's expression became solemn when she said this.
"Young lady, you suspect that you are also a being who was imprinted by a mirror?" Lin Jingzhe was startled.
"yes."
"Does this mirror have this magical power?" Lin Jingzhe's scalp went numb, and she suddenly thought that she had never tried rubbing with a living creature, so why not give Miss Lin a hope at this time.
So he said again: "Girl, I have never tried living animals."
"I know." Lin Xiyao felt a little heavy. She didn't want to say another word now. If she really made a rubbing, where would she be?
"I'll try it on a living creature tomorrow."
"Okay." Lin Xiyao said softly.
The next day, Lin Jingzhe got a hen and tried to use the mirror to put the live chicken back into the mirror. However, he found that no matter what he did, the live chicken was still clucking and jumping on the ground.
Has the mirror lost its function of holding things?
Lin Jingzhe changed her goal and tried to use the storage function on the teapot next to her. However, she found that the teapot was still in the mirror as before, and a brand new teapot was printed out.
After trying it several times, the effect was always the same. He came to the conclusion that the mirror could only collect dead objects, but not living objects.
So, he separated his spiritual consciousness and entered the mirror world.
In the world in the mirror, Lin Xiyao did not come in at this time, so Lin Jingzhe looked at everything around him openly. He had not carefully observed the world in the mirror for a long time.
He found that since he reached the foundation building, he found that this space seemed to be much larger. Before, it was covered by Lin Xiyao's white light, so he could not observe the surroundings. Now it seems that the previous feeling is true, and the space here is indeed large. A lot.
"Um?"
Lin Xiyao appeared, she just frowned slightly and said, "Why are you here."
"I promised the girl last night that I would test the mirror and found that the mirror seemed to only accept dead things but not live ones."
"Oh." Lin Xiyao had already guessed this outcome.
"Girl, do you know?"
"Yeah." Lin Xiyao didn't hide anything, "You can only build the foundation, and naturally you won't be able to use the many magical powers of the Mirror of Creation."
"Does that mean I can't use the mirror to collect living things now, but I can in the future?"
"Maybe." Lin Xiyao said.
"Oh." Lin Jingzhe said, "Is the girl worried that she was a rubbing?"
Lin Xiyao said nothing, her beautiful eyes were looking forward to it, and her expression was melancholy.
"No matter how powerful the mirror of creation is, it can't create a girl as beautiful as a flower, as graceful as a fairy, like a fairy descending from heaven." Lin Jingzhe didn't know why he suddenly said this out of nowhere.
"Huh?" Lin Xiyao frowned slightly. Only then did she remember that she had forgotten to use the "Sky Covering Technique" to cover her face.
"do I look good?"
"nice."
"Young disciple." Lin Xiyao drew her sword directly and was too lazy to say anything.
"No, no, I don't..."
Before Lin Jingzhe could finish his words, he felt a sting all over his body, and he was cut open by a sword, scattering his figure.
The sword fairy casually struck a sword with terrifying power.
Even though he was in a strange space and returned to reality, Lin Jingzhe only felt severe pain in his body, and even his soul was still frightened by Lin Xiyao's sword just now.
"I just looked at you twice more. As for drawing my sword at every turn." Lin Jingzhe said to himself: "Fortunately it's not in the real world, otherwise I don't know how many times I would have died."
He stood up and suddenly remembered that when he killed the Tiance disciple the night before, he seemed to have mentioned his senior sister. Could it be that he also knew that the third senior sister was also a disciple of the Star Reaching Temple?
Thinking of this, he couldn't sit still. He quickly packed up and put almost everything into the storage ring, leaving only a sword and a wine gourd.
The sword cannot be stored in the storage ring, but the wine gourd is left behind. He only thinks it looks good.
Wearing light casual clothes, we left the town and headed west, in the direction of Hulao Pass.
When there are many people, he will not reveal his identity easily, but when there is no one around, he will use the wind control technique and fly.
He didn't fly very high, only a few feet high.
Although he also wanted to use his sword control skills to hurry up, but without a flying sword, he could only do calculations.
The White Bone Sword can fly with the sword, but it feels very scary and he has no use for it.
At dusk, he rushed to Hulao Pass, then used the earth escape technique to escape to Wang Shuya's room, and then hid.
He used his consciousness to explore the room, but found nothing unusual, so he breathed a sigh of relief. However, he was still worried, so he stayed near the room for several days, but found no trace of Tiance disciples arriving. , and then left with peace of mind.
He wanted to go back to Bailu Village, because it had been almost nine years since he went to the mountain to practice. There were still people he missed there. He wanted to go back and have a look, and then he was ready to set out to find the ends of the world, Liluo Pie's journey.
But Hulao Pass is at least a thousand miles away from Bailu Village, or even more. At least using the wind control technique with all your strength, it will take half a month to get back to Bailu Village.
However, since he chose to go back and take a look, how could he be intimidated by the distance.
A few days later, he appeared in a desert. At this time, he did not care about the ugliness of the bone sword, and used the sword to fly, flying high in the sky, overlooking the pale yellow desert.
With his sword flying, he should be able to fly five to six hundred miles in one day with all his strength. However, when passing the city, he was not allowed to land on the ground and used all his strength to run.
Ten days later, he finally returned to Bailu Village, which he had longed for.
Bailu Village is still the same as before, with no changes, except for the fact that a few peach trees were planted at the entrance of the village. The breeze blows and the cool breeze blows.
At the gate of the village, someone seemed to have spotted the young Taoist priest carrying a wine gourd and a sword.
Someone was curious and went up to him and asked, "Taoist Priest, who are you looking for?"
"I'm looking for the village chief."
"Looking for our village chief?" The man asked doubtfully, "Do you know our village chief?"
Lin Jingzhe said: "We know him."
So, he said goodbye to the man, recalled the previous village road, and found the village chief's home.
Although the village chief's home is much shabbier than before, it still has a strong sense of hometown.
The village elder was much older and had a full head of white hair. He was sitting on a couch, smoking a dry cigarette and looking at the ants on the ground in trance.
At this time, the village chief looked up and saw a young Taoist priest appearing outside his door, staring directly at him, so he asked doubtfully: "Taoist priest, who are you looking for?"
"Uncle Zong, it's me."
"Who are you?" The village chief couldn't remember who this young Taoist priest was.
"It's me, little Jingzhe."
"Jingzhe?" The village chief was stunned. This name was the name he gave to a little kid. Why did it appear on this young Taoist priest? Could it be...
"Are you the cowherd boy, Xiao Jingzhe?"
"It's me, Uncle Zong."
"Haha, it's really you, you brat, you've grown so big." The village chief excitedly put down the cigarette in my hand and stood up.
"Nine years, nine years."
"Yeah, nine years."
"I thought I would never see you again in my rebirth, little brat."
"Uncle Zong said something depressing, am I back now?"
"It'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back."
