More than half a year later, several figures stood among the vast snowy mountains. Not far from the mountains, there was a quiet small blue lake, which was like a crystal emerald embedded in the sky and the earth.
Fang Lingtian looked at the small blue lake with a hint of fanaticism in his eyes. In order to get here, he went through countless hardships and even almost died several times. Looking at the Jade Mirror Lake in the distance, Fang Lingtian felt that all his efforts were finally paying off.
At the same time, he was also a little uneasy. After all, he didn’t know what the so-called weapon spirit of the Yin-Yang Mirror was. He just knew that although his treasure, the Yin-Yang Mirror, was called an immortal weapon, its power was not as powerful as those of the legendary Xuantian. The power of some treasures, and even some heaven-reaching spiritual treasures, is greater than that of it.
He just heard his master say that if the Yin-Yang treasure is intact, it can withstand the power of a world. However, he also knew that with his current strength, even if the Yin-Yang Mirror was intact, he would not be able to inspire such powerful power.
But what attracted him the most was another thing, because his master had accidentally said that if anyone could conquer the immortal weapons and spirits, it would be easy to enter the Mahayana realm. The Mahayana realm is the peak that spiritual monks dream of. Countless talented monks spend their entire lives unable to touch that peak.
Therefore, the words of his master back then were also the motivation for his continuous efforts.
After Fang Lingtian calmed down, he turned around and said to Jining: "This weapon spirit is extremely powerful. When I conquer the weapon spirit, I need Brother Ji's help in protecting the law."
The hundred-mile road has reached ninety-nine miles, and this is the last moment. Since Fang Lingtian made this request, Jining had no choice but to nod in agreement.
Then Fang Lingtian handed Zhuo Muzi a bottle of pill head and said: "Junior sister Muzi, after I lead out the body of the weapon spirit, I may escape from Jade Mirror Lake, so I need you to use the Tianhe Death Formation to trap you with Junior Brother Ye. Live in the body of the weapon spirit."
"If you help me conquer the weapon spirit, I will ask the Alchemist Ye Wentian to help you refine a furnace of Qianyuan Dan." Fang Lingtian continued.
The two of them were delighted after hearing this. They knew that the Alchemist Ye Wentian, the Divine Dragon, was a person whom monks above the Heshen realm were competing to please. Therefore, it was basically impossible for them to ask Ye Wentian to practice elixirs on their own.
The Qianyuan Pill is the holy medicine that breaks through the bottleneck of the Heshen Realm, and it is also the pill that countless False God Realm monks are crazy about. Since Fang Lingtian said this, he is naturally very sure.
"Senior Brother Fang, please rest assured. Junior Sister Mu Zi and I will do our best to make sure nothing goes wrong." Ye Xuan said happily.
Then Fang Lingtian nodded towards Jining, and then his body disappeared into the Jade Mirror Lake.
After seeing Fang Lingtian disappear into the Jade Mirror Lake, Jining did not move, but observed the surroundings with his spiritual consciousness.
He was still a little surprised, because he didn't feel any special atmosphere here. If there had been a battle between immortals here, the atmosphere of that battle should still be there.
But there is no special atmosphere here, it seems to be just an ordinary small lake.
However, none of this had anything to do with him. It was just that he felt an inexplicable feeling of uneasiness in his heart, so he used his purple eyes to observe the surroundings. Then, several golden dragonflies appeared in front of him, and then disappeared in the jade as if teleporting. In the mirror lake, one of them instantly appeared near Fang Lingtian.
Because Jining used a special method, because of the spatial power of the Golden Fly Demonic Insect itself, and because Fang Lingtian was blinded by the fanaticism in his heart, he was not aware of the Golden Fly Demonic Insect beside him.
With the disappearance of several golden dragonflies.
Then Jining also disappeared into Jade Mirror Lake. As soon as he entered Jade Mirror Lake, he felt a coldness that penetrated into his bones and seemed to freeze him. The extremely flaming fairy flames emitted a gleaming light, blocking out the bone-chilling coldness.
Then he saw the Yin Yang Mirror emitting a faint light deep in the Jade Mirror Lake, and the faint light enveloped Fang Lingtian's whole body.
At this moment, Jining's expression changed slightly, because he suddenly felt a strange force, which instantly pulled Fang Lingtian to the bottom of the lake, and then he saw Fang Lingtian mysteriously disappear from the bottom of the lake.
Jining suddenly felt something bad in his heart, and quickly searched with his spiritual consciousness. Then a trace of surprise appeared on his face, and the golden flying insect that had been following Fang Lingtian also disappeared.
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Fang Lingtian looked at the beautiful scenery around him. Birds were singing and flowers were everywhere, green grass and trees were looming in the mist, and the sound of trickling water could be heard in the distance, making him feel that this was a paradise.
It's just that he was a little depressed because that strange force didn't lead Jining here.
He took a deep breath and walked forward slowly. At this time, he discovered that the trickling water was actually flowing spiritual liquid. Fang Lingtian's face became more and more surprised. He knew that he could appear here because of the Yin-Yang Treasure in his hand. Mirror, it seems that the immortal weapon spirit is hidden here.
He slowly released his consciousness with the breath of the Yin-Yang Mirror. He hoped to find the location of the weapon spirit as soon as possible. He knew that no matter how powerful the Yin-Yang Mirror was back then, the weapon spirit that lost its body was just like a remnant soul that lost its body. , can only linger here.
He walked across a lush meadow and suddenly stopped. It turned out that he saw a figure in gray standing in the distance. The gray figure turned to look at Fang Lingtian calmly.
Fang Lingtian discovered that it was a middle-aged man with a jade-like complexion. His deep gaze seemed to be like the vast starry sky, which suddenly made him feel a little enlightened, and then the Yin-Yang Mirror in his hand disappeared.
Immediately afterwards, his connection with the Yin Yang Mirror disappeared instantly.
Fang Lingtian's face became extremely pale. Everything that happened just now made him suddenly realize in his dream that the so-called Yin-Yang mirror and weapon spirit thing seemed to be just a trap left over from long ago, and even the powerful master was deceived into it.
The middle-aged man looked at the yin-yang mirror in his hand with a look of nostalgia on his face, as if he was reminiscing about the long past.
Fang Lingtian showed a hint of despair. He knew that the gap in strength between himself and the middle-aged man was huge, so he hoped to escape from here before the middle-aged man took action against him.
A spiritual talisman lit up in his hand. After the talisman disappeared, he was still in the same place. He stared blankly at the spiritual talisman that turned to ashes in his hand. This spiritual talisman was a void talisman, but such a powerful talisman could not break the restrictions here. .
It seemed that the stimulating talisman also disturbed the middle-aged man. He looked up at Fang Lingtian. Suddenly a look of surprise appeared in his eyes, and he caught a golden flying insect hidden among the grass and trees. He looked at the golden flying flying bug in his hand and muttered to himself: "I didn't expect it to be a golden flying flying bug, and it turned out to be a golden flying flying flying bug." A golden fly that lives once."
Fang Lingtian looked at the golden insect with a trace of hope on his face. He hoped that the ascended monk could find this place with the help of this golden insect, because now he was the only life-saving straw.
Although he knew the chances of that happening were slim.
After the middle-aged man admired the golden worm, he pinched it gently with his fingers, and the indestructible golden worm turned into powder...
