Into the Pirated Cultivation Text

At this moment, Xuan Ce also arrived at the Taishou Pond, without his Xiqing sword on his body, and came alone.

When Xuan Ce saw that everyone in Yan Dingshan was injured, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Why isn't Zhongdi still in battle? Where's Guangling Mirror?"

Rong Xin was afraid that everyone would be prejudiced against this matter, so he described the cause and effect of the matter in detail.

Finally he said, "Master, what is the restriction on the Guangling Mirror?"

Xuan Ce looked at the mirror carefully, and said after a while, "This is a curse in the trick of lowering the head. Those who use it will definitely suffer backlash. It is one of the long-lost forbidden techniques."

Xuan Ce glanced at the elders beside the prefect's pool, and soon realized that all those guarding the formation had been recruited. Xuan Ce looked at Feng Tingyun and Ye Linran with dark eyes, but did not speak again.

The elder of Taixu Sect frowned and said, "These two said they didn't make it by themselves, but it is clear that the Guangling Mirror has only passed through the hands of two of them, and the giant Yin spirit monster is about to retreat. Could it be that the two of them want to delay the time so that it can be released?" Xie Sifang's trick succeeded, and let the Northern Territory fall into a place of eternal doom, right?"

Yan Dingshan, who had finished adjusting his breath, opened his eyes and said, "The trick of lowering the head is recorded in the Pavilion of Aspirations, and how did it spread? As far as Yan knows, it has been more than 200 years since the Pavilion of Aspirations included this book. For a long time, it is impossible for anyone outside to practice this way."

As soon as Yan Dingshan said this, Rong Xin soon understood why Yan Dingshan followed Ye Linran's words and suspected Feng Tingyun.

Yan Dingshan broke the restriction on the Pavilion of Winning Ding in front of Xuan Ce, Feng Tingyun and Rong Xin. No one had entered the Pavilion of Winning Ding before that.

Xuan Ce went to Tianjin City to set up an army, Rong Xin went to Hongyi Valley to find black paper folding fans, Feng Tingyun stayed in Taishou Pond, and the last people who came into contact with Guangling Mirror were Feng Tingyun and Ye Linran.

Therefore, it is not unreasonable for Yan Dingshan to suspect that Feng Tingyun is the person who was banned in Guangling Mirror.

But when they were in the Aspirations Pavilion, Rong Xin was always by Feng Tingyun's side... Rong Xin thought that it was impossible for Feng Tingyun to do such a thing in order to unify the Northern Territory.

Of course, it is impossible for Ye Linran, firstly, he has never been in the Pavilion of Winners, and secondly, Rongxin knows that Ye Linran, as the protagonist of this world, cannot do things that villains would do——

No one is more hopeful than Ye Linran that the world of comprehension will be pacified. Ye Linran's character design itself is "awe-inspiring", and it is impossible for him to be crooked.

With such a balance, Feng Tingyun is indeed more likely than Ye Linran to perform tricks in the Guangling Mirror.

Feng Tingyun held the Lingyun sword in his hand, and stood in Xiao Su's dark wind, his jade green robe fluttering, the streamer in the cosmic formation made his bottomless eyes shine brightly, and his eyes were bounded by the jade green crown. The tail of the black hair is slightly rolled up by the wind, the person is like frost and snow, and the tall body is tall and tall. At first glance, it looks like a nine-day fairy king coming to the world.

Yan Dingshan finally asked him, "Lord of Southern Border, Yan doesn't want to doubt you, but apart from you, there really is no one here who can do such a thing."

Feng Tingyun raised his chin lightly, "It's not me."

The elder of the Taixu Sect said, "Can the lord's flirtatious sentence clear away the suspicion? It's not the old man's wild words. It has been a hundred years since the four major sects of the Northern Territory have stood together. , it is impossible for Southern Border to lead the realm of comprehension, ahem."

All of a sudden, the way everyone looked at Feng Tingyun changed. Although Xuan Ce didn't have the Qingxi sword in his hand, he looked at Feng Tingyun suspiciously, as if he was about to explode.

At this time, someone said coldly, "When the Yin Valley appeared in the world, it was not so easy to be converted. Maybe the evil spirit eroded the sword master again, and maybe left a flaw. Sure enough, people should not be judged by appearances. Those who are contaminated by that thing, Can the mind still be upright and innocent?"

Hearing these words, Feng Tingyun's brows gradually became gloomy. Although he lowered his eyes and said nothing, he did not argue, but the breath around him was obviously a few degrees colder, and the hand holding Ling Yunjian began to tighten, as if the word "Yingu" meant nothing. His taboo.

Seeing this, Rong Xin felt that this scene seemed familiar. He changed the topic and said, "Master Yan, why don't you find a way to release the restriction first? It is urgent."

Yan Dingshan looked serious, "There is a solution to this spell, but the owner of the mirror needs to use his sea of ​​consciousness to enter the mirror and untie the many tricks. Yan wants to find out who cast the spell, and he also wants to see it. Who is the master of the mirror?"

Rong Xin asked, "Does the person who cast the spell must be the mirror master?"

"It doesn't have to be the mirror master. Anyone who can recognize the trick of lowering the head and who has a higher level of cultivation than the mirror master can cast this spell. It's just that the person who breaks the curse must be the mirror master. Although this Guangling mirror is a creation of the twelve golden lotuses , but anyone can recognize the master, but the mirror master can only be used once, and changing masters is extremely easy."

In other words, the person who cast the curse may have already pocketed it and recognized the owner. After all, the person who cast the curse only needs to be higher than the previous person.

Thinking of this, Rong Xin suddenly remembered that in order to suppress the Yin-Yang gossip formation, he had put his blood of extreme yang on the Guangling Mirror to recognize the Lord, and he could barely be regarded as the owner of the Guangling Mirror.

Back then, before he had time to defend the formation, the Yin-Yang Bagua Formation was deliberately destroyed, and the Guangling Mirror was useless after all.

Rong Xin reached out to take the Guangling Mirror from Xuan Ce's hand, and used his sea of ​​consciousness to enter the treasure mirror. Unexpectedly, this treasure mirror could accept his spiritual consciousness.

"This-this-this mirror hasn't changed hands yet?"

All the disciples of the Taixu Sect were surprised, even Yan Dingshan was surprised, "Why did you cast a curse and deny the Lord? Could it be that you are deliberately allowing little friend to enter the trickery?"

Rong Xin breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, there is a solution to this spell.

The positions of the five directions of the universe have already been filled one after another. If the eunuch Chi is in trouble at this time, the previous efforts will be in vain.

Rong Xin doesn't know which of the two is lying, or this is a dead end set up by Xie Sifang, no matter what, this Yin Ling formation cannot be closed, otherwise the foundation of the cultivation world for 300 years will be destroyed again.

During the Battle of the Mirror that year, many seniors who ascended to the Immortal Realm died in the war. How many powerful people like Jin Boyan were forced to die in order to leave life for future generations, and even had to be willing to become sword spirits...

Wait, Zezhu Excalibur... Rong Xin stared at the Zezhu Excalibur in Ye Linran's hand for a while, and it seemed that there was no Jin Boyan's sword spirit in Zezhu Excalibur...

It's really strange, what is the follow-up of the book "Awe-inspiring"?

It was the first time that Rong Xin's mind was buzzing with his chaotic thoughts, he gritted his teeth, "I'll go to the mirror to unravel this trick, Master, you will guard this great formation of ghosts."

He couldn't think about it anymore, he didn't believe that this was Ye Linran's game, let alone that Feng Tingyun would stir up a bloody storm in the northern region for the sake of the southern border.

Unexpectedly, Ye Linran and Feng Tingyun spoke at the same time.

"You can't enter." Ye Linran said.

"Take me in." Feng Tingyun said.

Everyone cast suspicious eyes on the two again, "Hmph, you two should stay in the formation and don't go anywhere, otherwise you will inevitably become the public enemy of Quandaomen like Xie Sifang."

It was also difficult for Yan Dingshan to distinguish good from bad, "The mirror can only accept the mirror owner, and the rest can't help Xiaoyou Rong."

"Don't waste time, Master Yan, I'll go right away." Rong Xin ignored the cold and uneasy expressions of the two.

Yan Dingshan instructed, "Little friend Rong, the Guangling mirror is a relic of the Jialuo people. It will keep you safe in the trickery, but the trickery will suppress your mind through the mirror image. This mirror image must be If you can't overcome the mirror owner's most ignorant, most fearful, and most obsessive things, you may not be able to get out."

Rong Xin nodded, of course he knew that it was dangerous to enter the mirror, he was not the protagonist, and had no obligation to save the cultivation world, but he promised Sheng Zun that he would never mess things up, his father was still guarding the battle in Tianjing City, and the others He worked hard for this, and if he didn't enter, his conscience would be disturbed.

Rong Xin slowly closed his eyes and meditated intently. Gradually, Rong Xin opened his sea of ​​consciousness and penetrated his spiritual power into the Guangling Mirror.

When he opened his eyes again, Rong Xin was in a pool of water, the spring water was tinkling, and there was a jade bed made of warm biscuits under him.Rong Xin got up, surrounded by water curtain reflections.

This is Jiangchen Spring, where he woke up after reshaping his body.

Rong Xin suddenly felt a gaze fall on him, he turned his head to look, and someone was sitting on the opposite rock looking at him.

That person was dressed in white with a jade belt, his face was pale, and there was surprise in his expression, he was Xuance.

"Rong'er."

Rong Xin just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, in his memory, Xuan Ce would not do anything harmful to him, at most he would be held in Jiangchen Spring.

Unexpectedly, Rong Xin hadn't let go of his breath yet, Xuan Ce came over and held him in his arms, "I finally wake you up as a teacher."

Rong Xin wanted to break free from his embrace, but he felt that he had no strength at all, and such a push was more like responding to the other party.

Sure enough, Xuan Ce hugged him even tighter.

"Master, I can hardly breathe." Rong Xin said with difficulty.

Xuan Ce carefully placed him on the jade bed, just guarding him obsessively.

Under such gaze, Rong Xin felt as if he was bitten by an ant in his heart. He didn't dare to say much, and he didn't dare to move too much. He just knew that this place was a mirror image, and the people inside must be fake, an illusion, but he didn't Know how to find the loopholes to crack.

He thought of a way to temporarily liberate himself, "Master, can you let me walk by myself, I want to pee."

Xuance paused when he heard Rong Xin's mosquito-like voice, and what he did next made Rong Xin regret what he just said.

Xuan Ce picked him up.

"!"

"Isn't Rong'er exhausted? I will carry you to pee for the teacher."

"...put me down."

"Shh, don't talk, or Master will help you undress later."

Rong Xin's heart was about to collapse, Xuan Ce in the illusion was too powerful, Rong Xin was speechless.

After a while, Xuan Ce stopped outside the latrine, Rong Xin struggled and said, "Master, let me down quickly. I will do it myself."

Xuan Ce smiled slightly, "Rong'er hasn't acted like a baby with me for a long time."

Rong Xin felt that his face would definitely not be able to collapse. This Xuan Ce had completely different attitudes from the Xuan Ce he knew. Although his master was more peaceful towards him than other disciples, he usually showed restraint. No matter how gentle and gentle as jade, she would never talk to him like that.

Sure enough, it was different in the mirror image.

He undressed and took off his belt with a rustle, and when he got out of the toilet, Xuan Ce still waited for him at the original place.

Rong Xin decided to have an in-depth conversation with him, "Master, how long have we been here?"

Xuan Ce replied, "I have guarded you here for six years."

That was after they came back from Jialeng Monastery, right?

Rong Xin said again: "Then what happened six years ago, can Master tell me?"

Unexpectedly, after Rong Xin finished asking, Xuance's face changed drastically, and he was quite ferocious.

He held onto Rong Xin's shoulders and waist tightly, almost pinching him to bleed, "Rong'er, don't think about the past anymore. From now on, you and I will stay together, and there will be no more fierce beasts. You take it away."

Rong Xin's heart tightened, he was afraid that Xuan Ce in the mirror still had the burden of his mother Yan Qing's death, and Rong Xin's death because of Yin Gu also indirectly prompted his inner demons to arise secretly.

"Master, I understand, you let go, I am hurt by you."

Hearing Rong Xin's response, Xuan Ce finally let go of his trembling hands. After he calmed down, he suddenly remembered something and pushed his shoulder away, "I'm sorry, Rong'er, let me see your shoulder."

Rong Xin's face froze, Xuan Ce didn't ask him if he would like it, he just looked at it, and directly picked his jade green robe, Rong Xin struggled a bit, and with a tear, Rong Xin's belt was torn off.

"..."

Xuan Ce stopped, finally realizing that he was a bit bossy and rude just now.

Rong Xin held up his robe, fearing that Xuan Ce would come again, and looked at him defensively, "I'm fine, Master, don't look at it."

Xuan Ce reached out and gently stroked his face, "Rong'er is angry."

Rong Xin took the opportunity to pull the Yuqing robe back, and said following his words, "Master knows that I am angry, so find a way to coax me."

Xuan Ce seemed to be really thinking. He didn't call Xi Qingjian until they returned to Jiangchen Spring, but Xi Qing was bowed into a belt shape by Xuan Ce and tied around his waist. Did Xiqing hit your palm? From now on, let it be your belt and hang it on your body, so that it can never bully you."

"..."

Master, this is the ancient divine sword, is it really okay for you to give me a belt so casually?

Even so, Rong Xin did not refuse, after all, Xiqing was in Xuan Ce's hands, and Rong Xin had no chance of winning.

The two stayed in Jiangchen Spring for half a day. After sunset, Rong Xin couldn't sit still anymore. He couldn't find a breakthrough. Nothing wrong with that.

The longer he was in the mirror, the harder it was to break the mirror, and Rong Xin was almost anxious.

When it was bedtime, Xuan Ce put away the jade slips he was practicing, "Rong'er, it's late at night."

Rong Xin nodded and returned to the jade bed, who knew that Xuan Ce also sat on the jade bed at this time, "Master, Master, don't you want to go to bed?"

Xuan Ce looked at him from beside him, "Rong'er sleeps first, and you will close your eyes as a teacher when you fall asleep."

"No, what I mean is, does Master want to sleep with me?"

Xuan Ce frowned slightly, "Of course, Jiangchen Spring has only one jade bed, and you and I have slept in each other's arms for the past six years."

Rong Xin paused in his heart, and pressed Xi Qing on his waist, "Master, I can't sleep because someone is by my side."

Xuan Ce was silent for a while, took off his boots, lay down beside him, and stretched out his hand to pull him into his arms, "It's my fault, does Rong'er still want to listen to Master sing?"

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