forget the river mirror

Chapter 30
Mysterious Mirror Realm, a secret realm without beginning.

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The huge mushroom cloud slowly dissipated, and the tiankeng had long since disappeared, replaced by the ground that was glazed and cracked by high temperature.

The fat monk Xing Hai was the first to arrive at the scene.

The centurion of the demon army has seen the demon army pressing down on the border, the demon king descending in avatar, and Wu Tian entering the battle alone, defeating ten thousand with one man.

But he was still so shocked by the scene in front of him that he lost the ability to express.

If this is Wu Shuai's random blow, he can understand it, but on the banks of the Jueling River, even the monks in the Qi Sea Realm cannot enter, and even the spiritual pets in the Secret Territory, after stepping into the Qi Sea Realm, cannot enter. It will be automatically moved to Qihai Valley by the rules.

The only possibility is that someone in the Awakening Spirit Realm hit a blow comparable to the Dao Harmony Realm.

Xing Hai subconsciously resisted, all this may also be caused by the demons in the Spirit Awakening Realm.

However, Xing Hai quickly sorted out his emotions, took out a gray-white wind chime from his arms, and silently searched for the traces of the demons.

That is the magic bone bell that is necessary for the demon army. It is made of the bones of the demons. As long as it feels the breath of the demons, it will automatically warn.

It's just that the explosion was too violent, and the airflow blew away the breath of the demons. Xing Hai walked a large circle around the deep pit with a radius of several miles, and the demon bone bell did not move.

But he believed that there must have been demons who had appeared here, and he couldn't mistake the disgusting smell mixed in the strong airflow.

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At the same time, somewhere in the giant forest, Monk Yuan Luo stood in front of Zhang Fengnian with a compassionate face:

"Benefactor Zhang, this white elephant has a predestined relationship with my Buddha."

As soon as that hypocritical voice fell, Zhang Fengnian's flying sword had already pierced his eyebrows, Wuji disciples never talk nonsense in fights.

Coincidentally, after the white crane that was about to sign the companion contract with Zhang Fengnian was swept away by the air current, the poor little white elephant was swept into his arms.

It’s just that as a Taoist disciple, Zhang Fengnian didn’t intend to sign a companion contract with Baixiang, but there was no reason to let the holy beast of the mammoth clan leave. He thought to himself that he was going to investigate the source of the explosion. Brother, you can also form a good relationship.

As a result, he ran into Monk Yuanluo who was dragged nearby on the way.

The aftermath of the battle between the two quickly attracted the attention of others. Yuan Hui and Yuan Cong from Buddhism arrived at the battlefield almost at the same time as the brothers and sisters in the Imperial Demon Army.

Including Zhang Fengnian, a total of seven Wuji disciples lined up on different sides, slowly approaching the three Buddhist disciples.

Knowing that he was invincible, Yuan Luo gritted his teeth, and took out a small golden bell from the prayer beads. Yuan Cong and Yuan Hui looked at each other with a flash of firmness in their eyes, and at the same time put their hands on Yuan Luo's shoulder .

"kill."

Su Xiaoxiao, the short-haired senior sister in armor, directly threw the halberd in her hand, and that petite figure erupted with great contrasting strength.

Except for Zhang Fengnian who reacted for half a beat, all members of the Wuji sect launched an attack at the same time.

But the three Buddhist disciples were surrounded by Buddha's light, and the halberd seemed to be trapped in a soft film. They were about to touch Yuanluo, but they couldn't make any further progress.

The three of Yuan Luo also took advantage of this to unreservedly pour spiritual power into the golden bell, and just when the Buddha's light was about to be shattered, the faint sound of chanting sutras finally sounded around the crowd.

The admiralty shattered suddenly, and Yuanzhen, who was in the Sea of ​​Qi Realm, stepped out of the void holding the Wenlong Zen Staff.

The golden bell actually ignored the rules of the secret realm and forcibly summoned Yuan Zhen from Qihai Valley to the Jueling River.

A round of light blue dharma circle appeared behind Yuan Zhen's head, and under the reflection of the dharma ring, a trace of Buddha nature appeared on his ordinary face out of thin air.

Yuanzhen looked around the battlefield, and said two words expressionlessly:
"Zeguo."

As the voice fell, the ground under everyone's feet instantly turned into a muddy swamp, and then Yuan Zhen let go of the Zen stick in his hand, allowing the Zen stick to sink into the ground slowly.

Su Xiaoxiao retreated and surrounded Zhang Fengnian with five comrades in arms.

Although Qi Hai and Jue Ling were separated by only one realm, it was enough for Yuan Zhen to keep everyone behind, because he opened up Dui Mai when he was Jue Ling, and Daze's best attributes are group battles and control.

Yuanzhen clasped his palms together and recited the Buddha's name:
"I wish you all, early morning bliss."

The scepter completely submerged in the ground dyed Daze with a layer of golden Buddha's light, but in the compassionate Buddha's light, countless bone hands stretched out, tightly grasping Wuji's disciples, as if to kill them Drag into hell.

No matter how Zhang Fengnian and the others struggled, they couldn't get rid of the endless bones, they could only watch helplessly as they sank slowly, and the petite Senior Sister Su had been submerged into her chest by Daze.

"Moo~"

Just at this critical moment, a muffled bull roar came into the battlefield.

The four Daoist disciples who suddenly appeared lined up in four directions of Daze, and four strands of aura gushed out from their fingertips, weaving a huge gossip map above everyone's heads.

In the Eight Diagrams diagram of a green bull, it walked down slowly through the void, and Zhang Ye lay lazily on the bull's back, uttering the word "seal" weakly.

Daze froze in an instant, and the endless white bones also fell down feebly.

"Zhang Ye!"

Yuan Zhen was no longer calm, the Wenlong Zen stick that had been submerged in the ground broke through the ground and hit Zhang Ye directly.

But Zhang Ye was too lazy to get up, he just threw out the whisk and wrapped it around the Zen stick, and said slowly:

"Yuanzhen, don't forget, when you leave the secret realm, you will also be in the realm of the Wuji Sect. Master Konglu's dao body is gone. Do you still dare to come here?"

"...Benefactor Zhang, what you say makes sense, it's the little monk who made the picture."

Yuanzhen pondered for a few seconds, and finally restrained the Buddha's light all over his body, and the dharma ring at the back of his head gradually dimmed.

Zhang Ye took advantage of the opportunity to put away the whisk, threw the Zen stick back to Yuan Zhen, then patted the horns of Qingniu, and left the battlefield with the four juniors.

Yuan Zhen looked at the little white elephant in Zhang Fengnian's arms, smiled silently, and turned away with Yuan Luo and the others.

"It's fucking unlucky, if Wu Shuai didn't want us to suppress our cultivation, just these two things..."

Mo Tingyan looked at the torn white Confucian robe, and spat fiercely, but Su Xiaoxiao interrupted him before he finished speaking:
"Can't you dig me out first and then scold me?"

Everyone felt the murderous intent in Su Xiaoxiao's voice, and everyone lowered their eyebrows and quickly dug out Senior Sister Su from her.

But Zhang Fengnian didn't help, just holding the little white elephant, looking thoughtfully at the direction where Zhang Ye and Yuan Zhen left, always feeling that the end of this battle was a bit too hasty.

The dispute between Buddhism and Taoism has not been a secret since ancient times, and Zhang Ye and Yuanzhen's communication is normal, but he just feels like they are acting.

"Don't look at it, those two people are fooling our Wuji Sect people. There must be their target in the Jue Ling River. It's useless to think about it. The most urgent thing now is to join Senior Brother Xing first."

Su Xiaoxiao patted Zhang Fengnian's shoulder carelessly, and took the lead towards the direction of the tiankeng.

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On the other side, Xing Hai was still struggling to find the figures of the demons. Under the scorched ground, a small kit was slowly moving from the void.

The moment Lin Chuan threw out the spirit stone, the bag in his arms suddenly grew bigger and he was put away.

But at that time, Lin Chuan didn't realize that a golden streamer followed him into the kit.

It was also at the moment when he was wrapped in the kit that Lin Chuan's eyes faded from redness and became clear again.

Lin Chuan didn't know why the sound of the horn made him lose his mind. At that time, many blurred and broken pictures flashed through his mind, but now he couldn't recall them.

Just remember that kind of unforgettable hatred.

Lin Chuan continued to recall unwillingly, but he couldn't remember the origin of the hatred, but he remembered many warm scenes.

It is also very strange to say that Lin Chuan's evil spirit should have made his character indifferent, but he can always easily understand the situation of others, and has a strong empathy, as if he was born to understand How to take care of other people's emotions.

It may be because Xiao Zuo has been taking care of him, or it may be because Jiang Luo and Xuan Jing have been by his side since the day Lin Chuan entered the sect.

But in the final analysis, it is because Lin Chuan's heart has always been pure.

Before that, the only time he was eroded by the evil spirit was because Xiao Zuo was alive and dead twice in a row, so he was on top of the cloud platform, desperate to kill someone, to vent his anguish in his heart.

But even in that situation, Lin Chuan did not completely lose his mind, but believed that with the ancestor Wuji around, it was impossible for him to lose his life.

But this time, he didn't think of any way out, he just wanted to destroy everything in front of him. Just when he was thinking hard, Xiao Zuo's voice suddenly sounded in his mind:

"Did you just call me for help?"

Lin Chuan: "No, why do you ask that?"

Xiao Zuo: "Just now I suddenly felt a strong sense of tearing, as if an inexplicable force was pulling me to your side, are you in danger?"

"...No, if you feel this way again next time, you can try not to resist."

Lin Chuan pondered for a few seconds before replying to Xiao Zuo, because Xiao Zuo's words made him suddenly have a guess, but now is not the time to verify it.

"Oh, I see."

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Inside the kit, Lin Chuan lay quietly on the empty ground with his eyes closed. There was no scar on his body, but his breathing rate became extremely slow.

But compared to the quietness outside his body, his dantian was extremely lively.

After communicating with Xiao Zuo, he regained consciousness, but found that his mind had descended into his dantian.

A scaled egg was also found floating above the Tai Chi Nebula.

The scales on the eggshell are undulating very regularly, and even the entire Tai Chi Nebula is trembling slightly.

Lin Chuan looked at the egg with a stiff expression, and seemed to hear the sound of a heartbeat in a trance. He quickly realized that it was his own heartbeat, and his heartbeat was resonating with the vibration of the entire nebula.

The spirit in human form took out a pair of glasses from his white coat, carefully looked around the egg, and said solemnly:

"Old Ancestor, you are happy..."

"Fuck off!"

Lin Chuan cursed impatiently, and with one finger, the spirit was thrown into the endless void.

"Father God, are all the Nascent Souls that have been cultivated out of their shells? This is unreasonable. Could it be that the golden core in my body is actually an egg..."

An was puzzled, but Lin Chuan sent him flying before he finished speaking.

Neither of these are reliable.

The undulating frequency of the scales on the egg became faster and faster, and the resonance with Lin Chuan's heartbeat became more and more obvious.

Just when Lin Chuan felt his heart was about to jump out, the trembling of Tai Chi Nebula stopped suddenly.

The golden light flashed by, and the crisp cracking sound spread throughout the void.

Ling and An both switched to the nearest clone, waiting nervously with Lin Chuan for the arrival of a new life.

"Yeah~"

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, the eggshell finally cracked slowly, and then a pure black faucet popped out of it.

Lin Chuan's scalp went numb, and he instantly thought of the second rule of the Beginless Secret Realm.

[Rule [-]: There are no dragon beasts in the territory of Wushimi. If you find traces of dragon beasts, you must choose to escape immediately. 】

But he is now in his dantian, there is no room for escape.

Yuanjue's experience in the gray bamboo forest was still vivid in his memory, and the creepy chewing sound seemed to ring out in Lin Chuan's ears again.

After recovering, I realized that it was the little black dragon eating its own eggshell.

"Yeah~!"

Soon all the eggshells were swallowed by the little black dragon, and the full little dragon let out a swollen belly and let out another cry of satisfaction.

Although the voice was childish, Lin Chuan felt like a formidable enemy.

The real dragon has been the totem of Kyushu since ancient times, but there has been no trace of a real dragon in Kyushu for nearly a hundred years. Even the blood of dragon-like beasts is rare, not to mention the little black dragon that seems to have crawled out of the totem. dragon.

Although Ling and An didn't feel the dangerous aura from Xiaolong, they could feel Lin Chuan's nervousness. They looked at each other and walked towards Xiaoheilong.

"Yeah~"

But the palm-sized little black dragon swayed its tail left and right without waiting for the two to get close, and then swam in the void as if it was in water, and appeared in front of Lin Chuan in the blink of an eye. Without hiding the curiosity in his eyes, he tapped the tip of Lin Chuan's nose lightly with his dragon whiskers.

At the moment when the dragon's whiskers touched Lin Chuan, one person and one dragon disappeared into the dantian space at the same time.

Anxiously rushed to where Lin Chuan was just now, but he couldn't feel the breath of the Father God. He just wanted to turn his head to ask Ling, but found that Ling was standing there with his head down, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Father God is gone, what are you still doing there?"

Ling frowned, and said impatiently:
"Hasn't Xingyun collapsed yet? The ancestor must be fine. I just can't figure out how that dragon flew up. It doesn't conform to aerodynamics..."

Dark eyes looked at Ling with pity, and when he thought that the golden core he had cultivated was a stone, he immediately understood Ling's current mood.

The feeling of the collapse of the world view is not good.

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(End of this chapter)