On the top of Beishan Mountain, a table of incense is set open, with candles and incense dyed on it, as if it was worshipped on it. However, when the tablets and gods were supposed to be placed, a basin about the size of a foot was placed, and half of the water was filled with.

Zhuge Qing stood with her hands down, looking peaceful, but his eyes were slightly shining, staring at the basin.

As the candle was half burned and the incense was almost half burned, the moon rose to a position in the southeast, and the moon at that position was reflected in the center of the basin.

Zhuge Qing, who stood with his hands down, looked even more peaceful, and his eyes no longer shone with brilliance, but closed it piously.

"Please respectfully, Master."

These four words are spit out, and the calm clear water in the basin of the incense table seems to be blown by the breeze, and it is more like a stone thrown into the middle, ripples are spread out from it.

Slowly, a beautiful and dignified face appeared in the ripples, and the face of a girl who seemed to be only a teenager.

However, although the girl's face looked only a teenager, her dark eyes were indescribable depth, which was completely inconsistent with her Chris' face. Moreover, she had no curling and no decorations, allowing her long gray hair to leak like a waterfall.

"Qing'er? What's the matter with the Ai family so late?"

"Reported to Master, the locust plague in Langzhou has been completed. However, this top scholar Kong Wenxuan was delayed due to the flooding in Shangzhou. He used the Qiankun Transfer Method passed on to him by his disciples to transfer his junior brother. He planned to let him suppress the fortune of Langzhou on his behalf and let his disciples go with him. Master, can you give me some advice?"

Zhuge Qing, who had her eyes closed, asked respectfully in a tone.

"Kong Wenxuan was delayed because of the flood in Shangzhou? Shouldn't he leave Shangzhou before that?"

The gray-white long-haired woman in the mirror frowned slightly, and after pondering for a moment, she said, "It seems that Zhou Changsheng is at work. Otherwise, Kong Wenxuan would have arrived in Huzhou before the floods in Shangzhou became a disaster, and then take you, Long Hao and Ying Zhouzi to Langzhou with you to control the locust plague and suppress the luck of Langzhou."

"But the locust plague in Langzhou is not only a natural disaster, but also a monster. He can only drag it away until his top student's luck is exhausted, and his human luck is backfiring, and it is difficult to bear the big responsibility..."

"Who is Zhou Changsheng? Why did he frequently break the plan of the Ai family?"

Zhuge Qing still closed her eyes and said nothing.

Seeing Zhuge Qing like this, the woman raised her brows slightly, but didn't say anything. She just asked again: "You have seen how lucky Kong Wenxuan's junior brother is?"

Hearing the question, Zhuge Qing said respectfully: "I have seen it with the method of looking at the Qi. He should have died long ago, but I don't know why, and I have lived until now."

The woman pondered again, and after a long time, she said, "If you act according to the opportunity, you really can't do it, so give up Langzhou. And the junior brother Kong Wenxuan, you should pay more attention. Those who are dead are not in the three realms, so there are many variables. Don't let him ruin the affairs of Langzhou."

Zhuge Qing's eyelids moved, but in the end he did not open it. He just bent down and said respectfully: "Here."

With his promise, the clear water with ripples returned to peace, and the reflected woman disappeared.

After keeping his bent down and closed his eyes for a while, Zhuge Qing opened her eyes and straightened her body.

After glanced at the basin, he looked up at the sky, stared at the starry sky for a moment, and sighed:

"That boy Changsheng is really... If Wenxuan had arrived in Langzhou half a month ago, then everything would not be a problem, just...ah~"

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When he arrived at the room next to the thatched cottage... or simply another room separated by the thatched cottage, Wu Mian held the candle and looked around, then walked towards a packed bed.

After struggling for half a night, and with the three consecutive days of travel, he really felt very physically and mentally exhausted, and was eager to rest.

"But before that, I need to confirm the baby's situation."

Muttering silently, Wu Mian sat down on the bed, reached into his arms and clenched the bronze mirror that was attached to his chest.

He first exerted force lightly, but he couldn't pick it off at all. He frowned and touched the bronze mirror again, but this time he used a little more force.

With a "pop!", he snatched the bronze mirror down.

Before he could observe, he saw a bright moon in the middle of the bronze mirror, and the brilliant starry sky could be seen vaguely.

But the bright moon and the faint and brilliant starry sky disappeared before he could take a closer look.

Moon and stars?

Wu Mian suddenly looked up, but was blocked by the dome of the thatched cottage and could not see anything.

It’s strange, how could the little baby reflect the moon and the stars?

Confused, Wu Mian suddenly felt a little uneasy.

The bronze mirror also reflected an abnormality before, but it was not like this time there was a picture, but some ancient characters.

Those ancient characters seem to be the content of the communication between the Chaos Spirit, who was suppressed under the monument, and what will be this time?

Wu Mian could not infer anything based on such a little information... He didn't even understand why the bronze mirror could intercept these things.

After staring at the bronze mirror for a while, after finding that nothing had been reflected on the mirror, Wu Mian gave up and continued to observe.

"In the future, when I have nothing to do, I can look at it more often. Maybe I can find something... But I am like a person who has nothing to do. I have to practice and learn, and it takes time to do it."

Writing silently, Wu Mian continued to observe the bronze mirror and found that the bronze mirror seemed to have changed a little, but he didn't know where the bronze mirror had changed, so he couldn't help but frown again.

From the mirror of the bronze mirror to the frame, he turned over to look at the back of the bronze mirror. After looking back and forth a few times, he suddenly realized: "The little baby has become a little new!"

The bronze mirror was originally simple and mysterious, but now it seemed to have become a little new.

But apart from the newer ones, Wu Mian could not see any other changes in the bronze mirror. He lacked knowledge about this.

I don’t know if there will be any changes when using the Round Light Illusion Heart Technique... When I used the Round Light Illusion Heart Technique, Bai Yao’s original body was a Thousand-faced Fox. What will you gain now?

Even if I don’t get it, it won’t consume much of my inner strength.

Wu Mian turned his mind into actual actions, so he pinched his handprint and chanted the spell.

In an instant, half a hazy moon appeared in the room, and thin and light mist filled it, making people feel quiet and moist.

Looking at this scene, Wu Mian suddenly felt at ease, and the anxiety caused by the bright moon and starry sky reflected by the bronze mirror instantly dissipated a lot.

After looking at the bronze mirror and finding that there was nothing abnormal about the bronze mirror, he knew that he would not be able to dig out the secret of the bronze mirror for a while. He could only sigh and his mind moved, reflecting Yi Qiaoer's practice of Beidou swordsmanship.

However, this time he only reflected Yi Qiaoer's practice of Beidou swordsmanship, but not the background of Yi Qiaoer's practice of swordsmanship.

He has used the circular light illusion mind technique many times and has been able to combine different memories and reflect them, instead of reflecting one kind of pictures in memory, it cannot reflect another.

However, his blending still has a certain degree of flaw, and the combination of different memories will be somewhat inconsistent afterwards.

For example, Yi Qiaoer danced her sword in the fog under the moon, but the sword was carrying the dim sunset, and the mist around her was not moving at all because of her sword dancing.

This kind of illusion is enough to deceive ordinary people, but people with a little experience can see the problem at a glance.

Whispering inside, Wu Mian watched Yi Qiaoer's sword dancing seriously.

He did not forget his purpose of learning the Yuanguang Illusion Mind Art, that is, to learn swords, to dig out memory, and to review the knowledge points he has learned.

After Yi Qiaoer practiced all the moves of the Beidou Sword and there was not much delay, Wu Mian knew that he had truly remembered the Beidou Sword.

He curled his lips slightly, and smiled and admired the sword standing in the fog under the moon. After a glance of the heroic Yi Qiaoer, Wu Mian's thoughts moved again, and the person who stood with his sword became his appearance, took the Beidou step again and practiced the Beidou sword technique.
Chapter completed!