The bronze mirror trembled.
The wheel turns from reverse to straight and rolls forward. However, the road that originally led to "successful refining" had an extra node this time and branched off.
At the end of the forked road is a bottomless abyss.
The boy frowned, his mental disorder worsened, and the bronze mirror hummed and shook violently.
The node is approaching, the wheel is deflecting towards the fork in the road, and cracks are about to appear on the mirror.
Jing Yingrong suddenly took a step forward.
Her body had completely collapsed, leaving only an illusory shadow that seemed to be dispersed by the wind at any time.
She tilted her head slightly and eagerly reached out her hand to touch the boy's head.
The translucent palm passed directly through it and found nothing. She slumped her shoulders, a trace of regret appearing on her face.
Immediately, she looked at the bronze mirror.
"This is a very clever magical power. Is it something you have newly discovered? If you had used it last time, the ending might have been different."
As the words fell, the bronze mirror suddenly shattered and turned into countless stardust-like light spots, pouring into her body.
In an instant, the body became solid and distinct. The fork in the road leading to the abyss was wiped out by her.
The shining and clear treasure mirror flew out again, taking the place of the bronze mirror.
The boy shuddered, opened his eyes, and looked at the mirror in his hand doubtfully.
Suddenly, he seemed to understand something, grinned and smiled brightly.
Jing Yingrong stared at him. She stared attentively and quietly across the gap between virtuality and reality, truth and falsehood, between memory and illusion, across the vicissitudes of life, across the white clouds and gray dogs, across countless sunrises, moonlights and stars.
Then she smiled slightly. Towards the child in the Danhua Sect disciple's room that day, she said softly and solemnly:
"Thank you."
Light emerges and everything turns into quicksand and wind and smoke.
The void is as deep and wide as before, and the clouds and mist are still in front of us.
All of this seemed to last for a while, but in the eyes of Ji Sha Jian and the other weapon spirits who were watching, it only took a moment.
They only saw the clouds and mist disperse first and then gather again, and they didn't understand what was happening.
But they understood what happened next.
Countless vertical luminous lines appeared around the clouds and mist. The lines extend left and right, turning into large or small light mirrors.
The mirror emits a beam of light. The beams of light illuminate the clouds and mists, firmly fixing them.
Jing Yingrong: "I also want you to experience the spell I got later."
The treasure mirror slowly rose, her robes flew in the air, and her wildly dancing black hair made her face look like white snow and her lips were painted with blood. The silver-white child's eyes shone with light, and the crystal light surged, occupying the entire eye socket.
All he could see was two groups of cold light flashing in the eye sockets. The fine-lined face was expressionless, like a painted skin, beautiful, cold, and indescribably weird.
It was as if the indifference and gentleness cultivated in the world were ruthlessly stripped away, exposing the inhuman nature underneath.
The treasure mirror began to vibrate. The mirror was chaotic and hazy, vaguely reflecting something.
…
Su Tian cut off the monster's head with one move, gasped and took the elixir to replenish his spiritual power, and looked around to observe the battle situation.
His elder brother Su Huan was treating his wounds, while most of the others in the team were still fighting the monsters, and generally had the upper hand.
When they were brought back from the Qin family by Lan Chucui, they were incorporated into the battalion led by Lan Chucui and belonged to one of the teams led by a certain Jindan monk under Lan Chucui's command.
Today, the beast tide was out of control and the situation was chaotic. Fortunately, they had tightened their front line earlier, strengthened their defenses, and relied on each other with neighboring battalions, so they were not disrupted by the enemy.
After recovering some of her strength, Su Tian was about to help her fellow disciples nearby deal with the monsters, when suddenly, she caught a glimpse of something from the corner of her eye.
She subconsciously raised her head, her eyes widened immediately, and she hurriedly pulled Su Huan's sleeves.
"Brother, brother! Look up there, what is that?!"
Su Huan followed and looked up. But in the very high sky, there were large, hazy and strange images, as if they were looking at flowers in the mist.
Immediately afterwards, the image quickly became clear, revealing deep colors. Brown, yellow and dark green were interlaced and mixed, and the colorful patches of color covered the entire sky, with no end visible to the naked eye.
At first, the brother and sister did not see what this thing looked like, but after a while, they saw the undulations on it and the winding dark blue ribbon.
The two turned their heads and looked into the distance in disbelief. There is a river there, with a winding channel, deep water, slow flow, and a dark blue color.
They looked at the sky again, and this time they saw more details, woods, mountains, peaks, canyons...
There is no doubt that what hangs upside down in the sky is the land where they are.
Except for the fact that there are no living creatures, the upper and lower lands correspond exactly to each other. Every flower, leaf, grass and tree is the same.
Looking at the mountains and rivers upside down above our heads, we can't help but have the illusion that we are falling upside down on our heads and feet, and we can't tell where the sky and the earth are.
More and more people and monsters noticed this strange scene. Both sides stopped fighting and looked up at the sky in horror and confusion.
Lan Chucui found Yin Xueze.
"Have you ever heard of such spells?" she asked.
Yin Xueze shook his head. He stared at the sky, thinking, and suddenly said, "Does it look like a mirror?"
Lan Chucui was stunned.
At the same time, everywhere in the world.
Surrounded by his uneasy subordinates, Shu Pinghui's eyes burned with curiosity.
Looking up to the sky is like looking down at the earth from a very high place, with a panoramic view of thousands of miles.
Observing the appearance of the maze from this distance, she sincerely marveled:
"Wow...it looks like human intestines!"
The situation on Wu Yaochen's side was slightly different. The sea of fire in the sky is much thinner. It lacks the part of the flame created by the magic. There are only eight of the original nine fire wheels. The other one, the real sun, is obscured by the vision.
Wu Yaochen looked at the ground and then at the sky, looking thoughtful. The subordinate next to him guessed: "That thing blocks the sun and it's still so bright. Could it be an illusion or something like that?"
Wu Yaochen: "That's not necessarily the case."
At the border of Heyu Prefecture, Qin Xinyao looked from the barb-like sentry towers directly above to the faint outline of the building on the horizon. The city hanging upside down in the sky was deserted, but the steaming baskets on the street food shops were steaming.
Luo Qi stood outside the door of the restored library, looking eagerly into the distance with other disciples. Taiyue Sacred Mountain and numerous enclave islands tower into the sky, and the appearance of the billowing seas of clouds on both sides is exactly the same. The two sacred mountains above and below are like two arrows shooting at each other, as if they are about to collide with brilliant sparks in the next moment.
There are strange phenomena in the places where Yu Xian, Moren, and Qian Xiaocai are. They sent a message to the division commander in Menzhong, but received no reply.
Those masters and strong men can see further and know more, but they are in a state of confusion and cannot control themselves.
Rivers, lakes, seas, deserts and Gobis, mountains, forests, plains, ice valleys and snowfields, famous sects of immortals, ordinary cities and villages, pavilions, shops and streets, from natural scenery to man-made objects, everything in the world is reproduced in the sky.
This is a mirror image of the entire world.
