Cannon fodder's counterattack

As soon as he entered the miasma, Yuan Yihuan felt his eyes go dark, and his eyes instantly fell into darkness.

She frowned and looked to the side subconsciously. There was no one around her. Her heart tightened and she quickly shot out a spiritual light. The spiritual light dispersed. Before she could clearly see the situation in front of her, Yingying's spiritual light was hit by the miasma. Swallowed up.

Seeing this, Yuan Yihuan's heart sank slightly, and he immediately took a few defensive charms on his body, and then walked forward vigilantly.

In the thick and gloomy miasma, countless monks walked aimlessly in the dark. They were only a few steps apart, but they couldn't see each other's figure or feel each other's breath. There seemed to be something strange in the miasma. caused their aura fluctuations.

Yuan Yihuan felt that he had been gone for more than half an hour, but he still had not emerged from the miasma, but fortunately, there seemed to be no danger around him.

Suddenly, the miasma in front of us gradually dispersed, and there were flowers, green trees, magnificent buildings, unknown kingfishers flying together from the sky, and countless clear chirps rang out in the sky.

This is... Chonghua Legacy Mansion?

Yuan Yihuan looked at the palace in front of him, a little in disbelief.

Whose family has such a long legacy?

Those who didn’t know thought it was some kind of sect’s residence.

She looked around and found no other people. When she looked back, the path she came from had disappeared, and only the miasma still surrounded the surroundings, isolating this seemingly majestic building.

"Little lazy."

Yuan Yihuan whispered, and Xiaolan, who was sleeping in Bahuang, slipped out.

Xiaolan lay on her shoulder, flicking the green snake's tail, hooking her hair, and pulling gently, "Ah Huan, Ah Huan, what's wrong?"

"Let's go and see the remains of the so-called most powerful monk who cultivated both spirits and demons." She nodded Xiaolan's little forehead, and then walked towards the palace.

Xiaolan quickly pulled her hair to cover his body, and whispered: "Then call me when you arrive. I want to sleep for a while."

"Are you going to advance again? Why are you so sleepy?"

Xiaolan's soft voice sounded again, but it was getting lower and lower, "It seems so..."

Yuan Yihuan glanced at it, smiled helplessly, raised his hand to take it, and sent it back to Bahuang.

Let it rest.

Xiaolan is now close to the peak of the fifth level. As a divine beast, once it advances to the sixth level, it is possible to transform into a human form. However, the transformation of the divine beast is more powerful than that of ordinary spiritual beasts. I am afraid she has to help Xiaolan prepared some things.

She was thinking about all the elixirs and elixirs that Xiaolan needed, and walked towards the palace complex without stopping. When she got closer, she looked around and pushed open the palace door in the middle.

creak-

The heavy palace door opened wide, and Yuan Yihuan walked in.

boom!

The palace door was closed again, and the magnificent palace suddenly became an illusion.

After a moment, the miasma dissipated, and another figure walked out of the darkness, crossing the mountains and flowers, and walking step by step towards the huge palace that appeared again.

*

After Yuan Yihuan entered the palace, he saw a stone statue ten feet tall.

The stone statue was holding a spiritual sword, wearing a light robe and a long body. Its face was hidden in the dimness and could not be seen clearly, but its eyes seemed to have penetrated ten thousand years and fell on her majestically. She could even I felt the strong pressure and inexplicable scrutiny in my eyes.

Yuan Yihuan paused for a moment, and his consciousness scanned the entire palace, but did not find any strange aura.

But she still cautiously held up a spiritual light shield, and then slowly approached the stone statue. When she was still ten feet away from the stone statue, she only heard a "swish" sound, and a moonstone as big as the mouth of a bowl lit up in the corner of the palace. The moonstones lit up one after another.

In an instant, the entire palace was brightly lit.

Yuan Yihuan finally saw the face of the stone statue clearly. It was clear, clear, and upright. It could be said that there are jade in the stones, the pines are like green, and the beauty is unique and unique in the world.

What a handsome and peerless young man!

She sighed secretly, walked forward slowly, and bowed respectfully to the stone statue, "Disciple Mingqin, I have met the Reverend Chonghua."

As soon as he finished speaking, a low, ethereal voice suddenly sounded.

"Mingqin, remove the water and clear the heart, and bring water into the heart. It seems that your master has high hopes for you."

Yuan Yihuan heard the words and looked in the direction of the sound with a calm expression. She found that the sound was coming from the stone statue a few steps away. She smiled slightly and said, "Why doesn't Venerable Chonghua show up?"

"Hahaha, little girl, there is no need to lie to me. I am indeed dead. This is just a ray of consciousness that has not dissipated." There was a burst of laughter from inside the stone statue, and at the same time, bright spiritual light gathered from all directions, An illusory figure appeared out of thin air in front of the stone statue.

Seeing this scene, Yuan Yihuan cupped his hand again and said, "Your Majesty Chonghua."

"Yes." Chonghua responded casually, his scrutinizing eyes calmly falling on her.

Yuan Yihuan remained calm and let him look at her.

For a moment, Chonghua looked back and said regretfully: "The qualifications are acceptable and the character is good. It's just a pity that you are not a spiritual and demon practitioner, otherwise..."

She immediately raised her eyebrows and said with a pointed smile: "Is your venerable looking for disciples to inherit?"

"Aren't you here for my inheritance?" Chonghua chuckled and asked.

Yuan Yihuan answered the question, "Honorable Sir, I wonder if you can see any weird monks in Fenglin Mountain. They are neither spirits nor demons, and they practice evil but do not correct themselves."

After saying that, she stared closely at Chonghua's expression and found that the smile on his lips quietly disappeared, and a hint of coldness gradually appeared in his originally indifferent eyes.

Yuan Yihuan calmed down slightly, Chonghua had indeed seen Jingwei!

*

The bright palace fell silent for a moment.

After a moment, Chonghua waved his hand and did not answer Yuan Yihuan's question. Instead, he said lightly: "Since you are here, you should also take part in my test."

The next moment, Yuan Yihuan's eyes flashed, and she appeared on an empty high platform.

The high platform was engraved with complex runes. As the runes lit up little by little, five tall ice mirrors suddenly floated around the high platform. The ice mirrors stood suspended in the air, surrounding the high platform.

wow——

There was a soft sound, and the ice mirror lit up with countless dazzling auras at the same time. The auras shone on Yuan Yihuan, causing her to close her eyes suddenly.

After a few breaths, when she opened her eyes again, she was instantly stunned by the scene in the ice mirror.

Qi training, foundation building, Jindan, Yuanying, Huashen.

The five ice mirrors and five figures are all hers, but they look like her with different cultivation levels.

[Bai Shilang lives in Linjiang. Leading the way is Jiang Bo, followed by Yu. The accumulated stones are like jade, and the rows of pines are like green. Lang Yan is unique and unique in the world. ——From "Baishi Lang Qu" by Guo Maoqian, an anthology of Yuefu poems]