forget the river mirror

Chapter 26
Mysterious Mirror Realm, a secret realm without beginning.

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Jueling River is like a huge ouroboros, surrounding the vast forest.

Along the open river bank, Lin Chuan moved forward all the way, looking for a fire-attributed spirit beast suitable for Limai. Although Wu Tian was unreliable, those yellings of Master Mistress were not for nothing.

Before leaving, Qingying told Lin Chuan about the territorial characteristics of several spirit beasts. Among them, the territory of the Yan Snake clan was in the riverbed area washed out by the Jueling River.

Along the way, Lin Chuan kept holding on to Xinghe, on the one hand, he was afraid of encountering any weird rules, and on the other hand, there was not enough space in the imprint.

After all, there was still a large animal skin drum inside, and when he signed the deed with the spirit beast, he would have to knock it twice.

That's why after Lin Chuan defeated Gu Rensheng and Yuan Zhen, he only took those few things.

Lin Chuan wouldn't believe that they didn't have magic treasures for storage. The secret realm opened every three years, and anyone who got a quota would definitely bring the treasures at the bottom of the box and give it a try.

In other words, Wu Tian was unreliable, and he didn't prepare for Lin Chuan at all.

But Lin Chuan didn't want to touch their storage magic weapon in the past, because the storage magic weapon can only be freely used by Qi Haijing and above, and the monks in the spiritual realm need the talisman of the Dao realm to use it a few times, even Lin Chuan If you take it, you can't undo the above prohibition.

And there are quite a few things in his imprint, there is no need to keep those things to take up space.

While walking, Lin Chuan recalled the habits of the Yan Snake Clan, but suddenly felt a disgusting aura. Before Xinghe could get out of his sheath, the light around him suddenly dimmed, blurring his vision.

But soon Lin Chuan recovered, but when he saw the surrounding scene clearly, his heart fell to the bottom of the valley.

Countless dark gray bamboos surrounded him silently. Just now, he was in the empty riverside, but in the blink of an eye, it became the depths of the bamboo forest. The sense of separation in space made Lin Chuan subconsciously hold his breath.

[Rule [-]: There is no bamboo forest around the Jueling River. If you find yourself in the bamboo forest by mistake, don’t look up. 】

Even without Xiao Zuo's help, Lin Chuan still remembered the first rule. He resisted the urge to be curious, and carefully looked around.

Those very gray bamboo stems are very strange, and the distribution of bamboo joints is also very uneven, and no bamboo leaves can be seen as far as the entire column can see.

Lin Chuan didn't dare to touch those weird bamboos easily, so he could only look for some places with large gaps and try to find a way out.

But soon he heard some messy footsteps.

In this bamboo forest, there is more than one person.

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Qin Ziyin regrets it very much now. When the royal family allocated quotas, he didn't have much interest in it. It was just a spiritual pet. If he wanted it, someone would come to his door the next day.

It's just that there is no way to sign the accompanying contract, but with the resources of the royal family, he doesn't care about the so-called accompanying cultivation at all.

But staying in the palace is really boring, he is not yet 16 years old, and he doesn't have his own mansion in Yong'an City, so he can only stay in the palace.

That Feng Jijiu is like a shadow, following behind him every day to supervise him. Apart from studying all day long, he is practicing. Qin Ziyin is going crazy, so he took this opportunity to get a place in the secret realm and prepare Come out and get some air.

Both Qin Ziyin and the third princess were born to Concubine Lan Gui, so no one was willing to offend the mighty Qin Wanrong just because of a quota.

It turned out that it was okay on the road, I went to Goulan to listen to a song every day, and at night I was accompanied by beauties and wine, Qin Ziyin kept sighing, this is life.

But as soon as he arrived at Wujizong, Qin Ziyin's miserable life began.

First, he was humiliated by Lin Chuan, and after almost killing the out-of-control Feijian on the cloud platform, he finally entered the secret realm, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he found himself in a bamboo forest.

Can't afford to offend, can't afford to hide, Qin Ziyin can only grit his teeth, keep his head down and walk forward, but he meets the Buddhist Yuanjue again.

Qin Ziyin didn't want to be troublesome at first, but Yuanjue said that the jade pendant on his waist was related to Buddhism. It was his storage jade pendant, and it was full of life-saving things left by his sister. How could he give it up just because of a word of "fate" Woolen cloth.

But Qin Ziyin had just entered Jue Ling, and he was no match for Yuan Jue at all, so he could only fight and retreat, fleeing all the way, this escape lasted for a day and a night, during which time he had to be careful not to raise his head.

It's not like he didn't think about pouring spiritual energy into the talisman and entering the confined space, but in the bamboo forest, no matter how he poured spiritual energy into it, the talisman didn't respond at all. ·

The poor twelve princes were so aggrieved that they were going crazy.

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Taking advantage of Qin Ziyin's breathing space, Yuanjue stood in front of him again:

"Your Highness, the little monk said that your jade pendant is destined for my Buddha, so I ask you not to make any more fearless struggles."

This monk Yuanjue has a handsome face, coupled with a bright red cassock, he looks like a reincarnated Buddha, and the Zen staff in his hand is even more shining golden, even in this dim bamboo forest, it is flowing With dazzling Buddha light.

It's just that he is too short, so he is a little taller than the little monk Xuanjing.

Qin Ziyin lowered his head to hide his gaze, and said forcefully:

"I dare to give it to you, do you dare to accept it?"

"The little monk will definitely preside over the ritual for His Highness, and may His Highness ascend to bliss soon."

A compassionate smile appeared on Yuanjue's face, but Qin Ziyin's death was announced on his lips.

Yesterday, senior brother Yuanzhen gave him a seal of harmony, which can directly unlock the seal of the magic treasure, so the moment he met Qin Ziyin, he had already decided the prince's fate.

Killing people to seize treasures is the normal state in the cultivation world, and Prince Daqin's treasure storage is enough to raise his cultivation to a higher level.

Lin Chuan, who was hiding aside, didn't want to get involved in such a bad thing, and was about to leave quietly, but his pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pinprick.

That Yuanjue actually appeared in front of him, and asked kindly:
"Benefactor Lin, is that bodhi seed still on your body?"

Lin Chuan didn't say a word, Xinghe got out of the sheath, and slashed at Yuanjue's head with a knife.

"Ding~"

Yuanjue unhurriedly placed the Zen staff horizontally in front of his body, and under the undulating cassock, he easily blocked Lin Chuan's attack.

Yuanjue who uses a Zen stick is the same as the great monk Konglu. He is a Vajra sect of Buddhism. Cultivating the power of the body is the backbone of Buddhism. And judging by his posture, it is clear that one foot has stepped into the sea of ​​​​qi.

Otherwise, he would not have the confidence to chase and kill the prince in this weird bamboo forest.

Although Qin Ziyin was arrogant and domineering, he was not a fool. He did not take this opportunity to escape, but directly ignited the talisman with spiritual energy, took out his flying sword from the jade pendant, grabbed the sword formula, and stabbed at Yuanjue .

Qin Wusheng, the founding emperor of Daqin Dynasty, was a sword cultivator. Although Qin Ziyin was only in the spiritual realm, his "Wusheng Sword Art" did not embarrass the royal family.

Lin Chuan also took advantage of the gap between Yuanjue's block, launched Shunbu, bullied himself up, and slashed past without leaving the vital point.

In an instant, the three of them fought into a group. For a while, only the sound of weapons colliding could be heard in the bamboo forest, but everyone restrained themselves, and no one touched the weird gray bamboo.

It's just that Lin Chuan has never dared to shatter the galaxy, so Yuanjue won't be defeated by one enemy and two, because he doesn't know if attacking these bamboos will cause any weird changes.

The battle situation was stalemate, and both Lin Chuan and Qin Ziyin had consumed a lot of aura, but Yuanjue was still flourishing, but had consumed some energy.

Seeing that Qin Ziyin was losing his composure, Lin Chuan gritted his teeth, and suddenly withdrew, stood aside, and started the Xuanqing Jue with all his strength.

Soon the aura scattered in the air gathered into a vortex of aura and surrounded him. The strong sense of oppression made Yuanjue put away his compassionate smile.

Seeing this, Qin Ziyin accelerated the frequency of the flying sword's attacks. Yuanjue, who was being held back, tensed all his muscles, and put the Zen stick horizontally in front of him in full vigilance.

As long as he blocked Lin Chuan's blow, he would be sure to win.

"Vald donkey, you forced me!"

Lin Chuan's eyes were red, his arms were bulging with veins, and he lifted Xinghe over his head tremblingly.

But when Lin Chuan's aura reached its peak, he suddenly looked over Juejue's head, with unbelievable horror written on his face, as if he had seen the most terrifying scene in the world.

The spiritual energy in Lin Chuan's whole body suddenly vented, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Qin Ziyin was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly looked at Yuanjue.

"Fuck!"

In the end, the dignified twelve princes were so frightened that they sat down on the ground.

Yuanjue was distracted by the performance of the two, subconsciously looked up, but only saw a darkness.

"It's hit!"

Yuanjue secretly thought it was bad, but before he could react, the gray bamboos around him rose from the ground, pierced his head from top to bottom, and hit the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the "bamboo joint" folded into a strange angle, sending Yuanjue into the air.

There was a clear sound of chewing, and Lin Chuan and Qin Ziyin lowered their heads obediently, only seeing sticky blood dripping.

In just a few seconds, the vision of the two of them became blurred again, and they returned to the Jueling River in the blink of an eye.

Lin Chuan sat on the ground with weak legs, Qin Ziyin didn't get up at all, and no one spoke, both of them were trying to calm down the fear in their hearts.

After being silent for more than ten minutes, Qin Ziyin gave Lin Chuan a thumbs up, and said hoarsely:

"It's a pity that you don't want to be an actor."

"You're not bad, the only thing to blame is that this monk is too short, just look at the top of his head."

Lin Chuan got up and walked straight to the place where Yuanjue's body died, picked up the Zen stick on the ground, looked at it, and threw it to Qin Ziyin:

"I don't like this thing, let me give it to you."

"Farewell, I don't like it either, you should keep it."

Qin Ziyin quickly threw the hot potato back.

Lin Chuan took a step to the side, let the Zen staff fall to the ground, and looked at the arrogant and domineering prince with deep eyes.

Qin Ziyin smiled wryly and explained:
"Don't look at me like that. I'm a bit arrogant, but I'm not stupid. There's no need to feud with the Buddhist sect because of a broken Zen stick. My family Feng Jijiu told me that my first meridian is the Xun meridian, which is of the wind attribute. , if we don't conflict, how about walking together, it can be regarded as a care."

"Let's go our separate ways."

Lin Chuan left a word coldly, turned around and left. He would not trust Qin Ziyin just because they had a fight together, and he did not want to get too close to the royal family.

Among the big powers in Kyushu, the royal family is the weakest right now. The three religions of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism all have Guiyijing, and the Wuji Sect also has Wuji Patriarch, who is newly promoted to Guiyi. He is a great master without royal blood.

That old lunatic Wu Tian said that Kyushu will be in chaos, and if nothing else happens, the source of the chaos is the Daqin imperial family.

It's a pity that Qin Ziyin is not ready to give up Lin Chuan's thigh easily.

"Hey, brother, don't be in a hurry to leave. I have a spirit recovery pill to restore my spiritual energy. I will share it with you."

"No, I have it too, and I'm not your brother."

Lin Chuan is usually able to reject people thousands of miles away with just a blank face, but now he is even more cold-faced, but anyone who gets closer to him can feel the real evil spirit.

But Qin Ziyin took a few steps closer like a dog skin plaster:
"Brother, I still have high-purity spirit stones..."

"I'm not your brother either, the closed disciple of Master Wu of the Promise Sect, I'll send you a few dollars...cough"

Lin Chuan suddenly coughed halfway through his speech, changed the subject, and said very "naturally":

"Actually, it's not about spirit stones. We monks still have to help each other when we go out. Let's just say, how many spirit stones of this purity do you have?"

Qin Ziyin chuckled and stretched out five fingers.

Lin Chuan nodded, pretending not to care and said:

"Well, 50 yuan is not a lot..."

"No, brother, I still have 500 yuan. If it's not enough, I can make it up for you after I go out."

As Qin Ziyin said that, he took out a bag of Lingshi and stuffed them into Lin Chuan's hands.

Lin Chuan did not refuse, and directly received the Lingshi into the imprint, but kept two pieces in his hand.Although Lingshi is united in "blocks", its size is about the size of a soybean, and it is not conspicuous at all when hidden in the hand.

"Okay, you said you were Xunmai, right? I know the direction of the Lanying clan's territory, so I'll get you a Suzuka first."

Of course, Lin Chuan would not take this advantage in vain. After the words fell, he took Qin Ziyin to change direction and went straight to the territory of the Lanying clan.

"Brother, have you always had this evil spirit?"

"Have you been to Yong'an City before?"

"Brother, what do you think of my sister, the third princess Qin Wanrong, the most beautiful woman in the world..."

Qin Ziyin was like a chatterbox, nagging beside Lin Chuan all the time.

Lin Chuan just echoed, he had already sunk most of his mind into his dantian, and his spirit and his faintly invisible avatar had long been attached to the spirit stone.

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As soon as Lin Chuan's consciousness descended on the Taiji Nebula, Ling in a white coat rushed over and said excitedly:

"I have confirmed that this kind of spirit stone can be used as a carrier. As long as the fire-attribute spirit power factors are simply programmed and combined, and injected into this high-purity spirit stone, it can directly trigger chain nuclear fission. The temperature can be controlled well, and there is still a chance to continue to trigger nuclear fusion..."

"speak English."

"You can use spirit stones to blow people up."

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(End of this chapter)