The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

Xiang Wanqing burst into tears as she looked at her past life.

She saw the suffering people who were enduring hunger and thirst, yet still praying devoutly to the gods, and some were even willing to sacrifice their most beloved daughters to the mountain gods.

Her life came to an abrupt end after she walked towards the mountain, just like a flower with new buds just emerging, falling from the branch on a cold night and falling into the dark valley.

In her short life, all she experienced and saw were poverty and suffering. She had never seen or realized that there was a wider world outside the mountains, where people lived in luxury and children sang songs, ate candied haws and played in the streets.

But even so, she still had love and happiness until the terrible mountain appeared.

Those two sweet potatoes as hard as rocks and that pot of ice-cold water became the last beautiful memories of her life.

"Mom, I'm leaving." She said to her mother.

"Nannan, be good..." The mother's voice trembled, and no tears could flow from her dry eyes, only blood-red threads like spider webs.

"Mom, I will ask God to bring rain."

With childish determination, she turned and left, leaving her mother, whose face was covered with wrinkles that did not match her age, on the barren land.

She never looked back again, and in that life, this was the last impression of her mother left in her heart.

Xiang Wanqing, standing in front of the Three Lives Stone, saw her mother kneeling there, never to get up again, like a clay statue, drying up there forever along with the earth.

Xiang Wanqing regained her composure and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

I haven't shed tears for a long time.

In this life, she was born into a prominent family, lived the most affluent life since childhood, had the guidance of the best teachers, and began to practice cultivation at a very early age. Even more fortunately, she was chosen by Yun Yangzi to become a disciple of Tiandu.

She had never tasted tears, and as her practice progressed, she thought she never would.

Xiang Wanqing decided to walk to the third mirror to see her next life.

As she walked over, she calmed herself down and suppressed her strong curiosity so as not to affect herself in the mirror. Although she knew that since her afterlife was already predetermined, her mood at the moment would probably not have any impact.

However, when she had just crossed the ridge where the second and third sides of the Sansheng Stone intersected, and before she saw the mirror, she suddenly remembered something -

Where is Li Muchen?

He was clearly behind her just now, so when she looked in the mirror for the first time, she should have seen two people in the mirror.

Xiang Wanqing turned around suddenly and found that the Western Zhou Dynasty was empty. There was nothing there except the terrifyingly regular Three Lives Stone.

"Mu Chen?!" she shouted.

No reply.

As a practitioner who had already entered the innate state, Xiang Wanqing immediately realized that he had fallen into a realm of nothingness and illusion.

In other words, her body should be next to the San Sheng Stone in that world, but her consciousness entered another world with the observation of her previous life.

Xiang Wanqing immediately sat cross-legged, collected her thoughts, and tried to bring her consciousness and spirit back together.

After all, she is a cultivator, and has already entered the innate state, with her essence and energy merged into one, and her primordial spirit condensed. It is impossible for her mind to be separated from her body or her soul to leave her body.

But when she started meditating, she immediately broke out in a cold sweat, because she found that she could not establish any connection with the external reality.

This means that either she is now just a ball of consciousness and her body is outside; or the entire space has changed, but her consciousness is still stuck in the previous time and space.

This is equivalent to her soul being sealed into a certain space, the soul and the body being separated, and it won't be long before the body dies.

Xiang Wanqing became anxious.

She must break through this seal as soon as possible, or at least get in touch with her body.

She decided to go back to the first triangular mirror of the pyramid because that was the reflection of reality and perhaps a breakthrough could be achieved from there.

But when she walked to that side, what she saw inside was her past life - the little girl who walked alone towards the mountains with two sweet potatoes and a pot of water.

She knew that the pyramid had rotated and changed, so she walked to another mirror next to it.

But the scene she saw there remained unchanged: it was still the mountain and the lonely and helpless girl.

When you walk to the third mirror, you see the same thing.

Xiang Wanqing panicked. This space must be changing, or the current triangular pyramid was just an illusion, and she was trapped in one of its sides.

Just when Xiang Wanqing was at her wit's end, the sky suddenly darkened, as if the whole sky had collapsed, and the earth began to roll up. She felt like she couldn't breathe, and an endless sense of oppression came over her. The Western Zhou Dynasty fell into darkness, and the only light was the triangular pyramid, which seemed to be getting smaller and smaller. The only light also became smaller and darker, and finally turned into a star point and disappeared into the darkness...

When the light reappeared, Xiang Wanqing saw a tall city tower standing in the distance, and behind the tower were clusters of buildings.

These buildings look very grand, but they are grotesque and do not look like buildings in the human world. They are all distorted, like the reflections in a funhouse mirror.

"Am I dead?" Xiang Wanqing murmured.

She felt that this place looked like real hell, with magnificent and twisted buildings, and an eerie and strange atmosphere everywhere.

Just then, a voice sounded from behind her: "You are not dead, but we have indeed reached the gate of hell."

Xiang Wanqing turned around and looked at Li Muchen with surprise.

Li Muchen held a small toy-like triangular pyramid in his hand. The three edges were as if photolithography was done. The three triangular faces of exactly the same size were as smooth as a mirror, but seemed to be covered with a layer of nebula, and the inside was as deep as the sea.

"Is this... the Three Lives Stone from before?" Xiang Wanqing asked in surprise, "How did it end up in your hands? What happened just now?"

"Senior Sister, do you still remember that there is a magic weapon called Yin-Yang Mirror in Tiandu's "Immortal Weapon List"? " Li Muchen asked.

"Yin Yang Mirror..." Xiang Wanqing thought for a moment and said, "There is such a thing. It seems to be ranked over 100th. It is not very conspicuous. Do you think this is the Yin Yang Mirror?"

Li Muchen nodded.

"But it is said that the Yin-Yang Mirror is the treasure of Mount Taihua and belonged to the ancient immortal Chi Jingzi. How could it become the Three Lives Stone here? Moreover, there are other records about the Three Lives Stone. Isn't this a contradiction?" Xiang Wanqing asked puzzledly.

"Yes, there are indeed other records about the Three Lives Stone. But in the ancient books of Tiandu, it is recorded as a stone. There seems to be no record saying that the shape of the Three Lives Stone is like this, right?" Li Muchen said.

Xiang Wanqing thought for a moment and nodded, "It seems not."

Li Muchen said: "Although the Yin-Yang Mirror is ranked over 100, there is a sentence in the records about it: It is an object from outside the domain, its origin is unknown, and the saints imitated it to make it a treasure. Therefore, the Yin-Yang Mirror in my "Immortal Weapon List" is obviously a replica, and the replica can be ranked over 100, so you can imagine how powerful the original is."

"Sister, you were trapped by this thing just now. I had no way to deal with it for a while, but suddenly I remembered the record about the Yin-Yang Mirror. Using the Yin-Yang Mirror's weapon-controlling technique, I found that I could actually control this thing. I just made a slight adjustment and put it away. So I thought that the Yin-Yang Mirror was imitating this thing, or in other words, this thing is the real Yin-Yang Mirror, and the one in the Immortal Weapon Catalog is just a fake."