He saw others looking through the mirror, and they were sure of their placement. They would go wherever they said they would go, and hundreds of people would make no mistakes. But when he looked around, wasn't this just a wild forest?

What is this, a transmission failure?

"Uh." The soul-capturing mirror was also a little confused, but it quickly adjusted. "There seems to be water light in the east!" He Lingchuan also saw a little light from the branches and leaves, so he strode over.

No one has ever been to this forest. The grass is chest-high and the roots are scattered all over the ground, making it easy to trip. He Lingchuan also saw two bird's nests on the small trees. When he brushed away the last two long willow branches, his eyes suddenly opened up.

:

"lake?"

There was another lake in front of him, much smaller than the Upside Down Lake. He Lingchuan estimated that it would take less than two-quarters of an hour to circle around the lake. The shadows of the trees on the shore were low and it was extremely quiet. Even standing on the hill, he could see this lake.

Overall view of the lake.

The soul-capturing mirror also exclaimed: "Isn't this Yaozi Lake? Why did Haoyuan Golden Mirror send you here?"

As soon as He Lingchuan arrived at Yinzhu Island, the innkeeper told him that there were two lakes to the south, one large and one small, namely Diandian Lake and Yaozi Lake. Yaozi Lake was named because of its shape and was not the location of this battle between immortals and demons. He Lingchuan also

Didn't pay much attention to it.

Unexpectedly, he was sent here by the mirror.

A gust of evening wind blew past, blowing away the cloud curtains on the zenith. The next second, the sky was illuminated in all directions, both above and below. The bright moon hung high in the sky like a disk.

"The moon is out." When He Lingchuan said this, he looked down, because the lake was actually glowing! The light was hazy and extremely soft, like a night-bright pearl wrapped in a thin layer of gauze.

The soul-capturing mirror suddenly said: "It's the bottom of the lake! The light is coming from below. The bottom of Yaozi Lake is glowing!" This light clearly illuminated all the debris under the water.

When the light hit the lake, the shadows were broken, like sequins that were not dazzling. The waist of the lake was like a piece of moon-white, translucent crystal. He Lingchuan gently pressed the hem of his clothes——

Ever since Yaozi Lake glowed, the sacred bone necklace hidden in the lapel of his clothes began to heat up.

The closer he got to the lake, the warmer the necklace became, and it began to tremble slightly, as if it couldn't control it. If it were a human, it would probably be restless and pacing back and forth.

interesting.

Since he transformed into the Nine Nether Emperor, the Divine Bone Necklace has been quiet most of the time, just like an ordinary pendant, with few strange phenomena. He Lingchuan deduced that maybe he had fed him too well in the past, and this guy was naughty.

, disdainful of ordinary treasures.

On the other hand, what kind of treasure can make the current divine bone necklace so happy?

It seems that this treasure is in Yaozi Lake, but he has a mission now, so it is not easy to dive directly. Besides, Xiao Wencheng can definitely monitor him through the Haoyuan Golden Mirror. He recited a mantra, coughed and cleared his throat: "Xiao Wencheng

Master, why am I here?"

The person in front of the mirror can talk to the person in the mirror. Huanzong used the magical power of the Haoyuan Golden Mirror to send immortal edicts to mortals in the past. No one replied to him.

He Lingchuan frowned and repeated the question.

This time, Xiao Wencheng's voice immediately sounded in his ears: "There seems to be something wrong with the Haoyuan Golden Mirror. It doesn't matter, you can summon it again and cross it again." What's wrong?

"Where are the others?"

"They have arrived at Yucun."

At this time, Aunt Zhu's voice also sounded in his ears: "Dong Gaizi and I have arrived at the edge of the village. Where have you gone?" So He Lingchuan called out "Haoyuan Golden Mirror", and the mirror was indeed right in front of him. Unfold slowly.

He Lingchuan took another look at Yaozi Lake and stepped into the mirror.

What could be hidden in such an inconspicuous little lake? He would have to look for opportunities to hunt for treasure later. Xiao Wencheng, standing in front of the mirror on Shilong Peak, also looked surprised.

Although Yaozi Lake was not far from Yucun, it was the first time that the Hao Yuan Bao Mirror had a transmission error! He didn't understand why for a moment.

Why did the three of them enter the mirror and everyone else arrived at the designated place smoothly, but only He Lingchuan went to the Yaozi Lake alone?

Is this an accident, or is there something special about He Lingchuan?

Master Xiao stared intently at the ripples on the surface of Yaozi Lake, with a few thoughts running through his mind, when he suddenly felt a little throbbing coming from the Haoyuan Golden Mirror. It was very weak, but it was indeed there.

With his level of cultivation, this couldn't be an illusion.

Then again, and again, like an extremely slow heartbeat. It seems like some kind of unchangingness has been broken.

No way?!

He straightened his back, breathed softly, and looked happy. Then He Lingchuan came to consult him.

Seeing this person come into view again, Xiao Wencheng fell into deep thought.

But at this moment, Haoyuan Golden Mirror showed another change in the battle situation by the lake. Xiao Wencheng looked at it twice, then waved his hand, and the door of Wenhui Pavilion closed automatically.

There is a large wall box in this pavilion. The layers of curtains are gorgeous, and the stone carvings and tribute tables are very grand. However, there is no statue in the box, only a huge tablet. A thousand fantasy tablets.

Such true immortals are certainly qualified to enjoy the incense of the human world and the sect, and will not suffer the backlash of karma.

Xiao Wencheng bowed his head three times to the memorial tablet of the Immortal Lord, and said in a low voice after each bow: "Your Majesty, the Immortal Lord, the sect has been in catastrophe, please give me the Linglong Blood Bead for use."

I don’t know if it was because the Haoyuan Golden Mirror was throbbing just now, but the feedback Xiao Wencheng received this time was unprecedentedly fast. As soon as he finished paying homage to the memorial tablet, the sound of the mechanism being turned on came from the niche.

He looked delighted, strode in, and took out a small red ball from the niche.

This small ball is no bigger than the palm of your hand. The material is like a vine or gold, with a hollow center. From a distance, it looks like it is made of entangled tree roots. There are loopholes everywhere.

However, the strange thing is that there is a wisp of red mist floating around in the small ball. When it hits the wall of the ball, it turns into liquid. Sometimes it shows a little outline, which looks like a human or an animal. It is taken out from right under the tablet. , obviously it had been suppressed there before.

Xiao Wencheng held the red ball in both hands and stood there for a few seconds before he approached the Haoyuan Golden Mirror as if he had made up his mind and put it in - this time, it was not like Heiyu and Pixiu.

Haoyuan Golden Mirror didn't react at all. I took out the red ball however I wanted, but it didn't take it.

Xiao Wencheng looked at the lakeside battlefield in the mirror with a solemn expression and a bit of surprise: "Isn't this enough?" However, Haoyuan Jinjing's reaction made it clear that the time for the red ball to appear has not yet come.

This thing has been suppressed by Master for more than two thousand years, and it has become more and more evil. One mile southwest of Yucun, there is Aogang.

There is a lonely farmyard here, surrounded by three houses, a woodshed, a chicken coop and a pigsty. There are seven or eight people standing inside and outside the yard, looking left and right to alert the surroundings.

Only one of the three rooms has a light on, but there are quite a few people inside - the Master is here clearly, and there are several others behind him, all with expressionless faces.

There is also a small box in this wooden house, which contains Qian Huan's memorial tablet. The altar table is kept very clean, and three-color fruits are placed on it. One stick of incense has not been burned out and is still smoking.

There was an old man and a young man in the room. The old man was about sixty years old and his face was full of wrinkles. The younger man was only six or seven years old and his eyes were frightened. He was hiding behind the old man and trembling. Master Diyun glanced at the boy and someone came up. He came forward and pulled him out from behind the old man.

The movement was so fast that the old man had no time to stop him, and the child was caught. The boy screamed and couldn't help crying.

In such a desolate night, the child's cry was so harsh that even Master Diyun couldn't bear it. He frowned and moved his fingers. It was like a zipper was sewn on the boy's mouth, and he couldn't open it. He couldn't even cry. It was stuck in the throat.

The old man wanted to step forward, but was held down by someone beside him. "Who are you and what are you doing!"

"You have been feeding Fenqi for decades, and he is the closest to you, right?" Time is precious, and Huan Zong will come at any time to speak quickly, "This spiritual beast has been hiding underground recently and refuses to show up. If you call it out for us, your little grandson will live."

Old Man Luo was shocked.

Bunqi? Are these guys here for Bunqi? Looking for Bunqi, isn’t that what you’re looking for?

He is old, but he is neither blind nor deaf. Yinzhu Island has been shaken so many times, with thunder and lightning flashing in the opposite direction of the sea, and fire shooting into the sky. How could he not know that something big has happened on Yinzhu Island? He thought it was Yaksha who came out of the lake to kill people. , who would have expected that these strangers suddenly broke into his house and wanted to arrest Bunqi.

Bunqi is the lifeblood of Yucun and the treasure most valued by Fengshen and Huanzong. Anyone who wants to capture it is the enemy of Yucun and Huanzong! Are these strangers related to the chaos in the upside-down sea?

When the storm wall opened today, did some bad guys take the opportunity to break into the Distorted Sea, kill people, steal goods, and steal Xuan Jing?

Thinking like this, his head shook like a wavy drum: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, there is no such thing! Pengqi is a fairy beast. I only fed it a few mouthfuls of food in the past, and it ignored me. Why? Will you listen to me, an old mortal man?"

"That's not what I heard." The Tiangong team captured several prisoners during the battle, and they all confessed that the spirit beasts in Yucun were accustomed to doing their own thing and did not listen to others. Sometimes even the immortals of the Huanzong ignored them. .

But it only gets close to one person and only plays with one person, because it has been carefully raised by Old Man Luo for the past twenty or thirty years. One winter night, someone saw Old Man Luo sleeping soundly on his swollen belly, like Lying on a giant pillow.

"Pengqi has nothing to do with you, and Huanzong has nothing to do with you. It's not worth sacrificing your grandson's life." I put my hand on the child's forehead, "This is your last chance, otherwise you will see his brain burst."

Seeing his little grandson's eyes pleading for help, Old Man Luo was heartbroken. But Master Di noticed that he secretly glanced at Qian Huan's Shen Na. He could smell the old man's hesitation and struggle.

The old guy is very pious and hard to deal with.
Chapter completed!