The warm side of the mirror rotates gently, forming a small whirlpool on the mirror surface. The surrounding lost river water is drawn by the whirlpool, and flows into the mirror.
Zhu Jiu stopped putting away the treasure mirror and watched patiently. At the same time, he faintly felt that the corpse mirror was not only collecting the misty river water, but also seemed to have some more secret essence of heaven and earth, which was also extracted into the mirror from unknown channels.
Inside.
As more and more unknown essence and lost river water accumulated in the mirror, slowly, a chaotic air mass condensed on the mirror surface.
Zhu Jiu's heart moved slightly. The fog on the mirror seemed to be very similar to the fog pill condensed from the treasure mirror during the past advancement, which could increase the body's potential and promote the growth of mana.
The changes in the mirror continued, and the momentum of the river water gradually increased. The river water merged into a stream and quickly poured into the mirror.
The incoming river water was continuously compressed and condensed by the corpse mirror, extracting the essence. After a few minutes, the fog on the mirror shrank into a solid elixir, which was the foggy elixir.
Zhu Jiuxi couldn't help but realize that the process of condensing fog pills was like this.
After the treasure mirror formed a fog pill, the vortex on the mirror surface not only did not disappear, but the suction force increased greatly. At this time, the river water drawn into the mirror no longer formed new fog balls, but was used as energy by the treasure mirror.
Stored.
The small corpse-photographing realm seems to contain endless space. No matter how much river water flows in, there will be no stopping.
The force of the river water pouring into the mirror is getting louder and louder. From the wisps at the beginning, to the clear flow of a small stream, and now to the violent influx, a large whirlpool has been formed at the bottom of the river.
At this time, even the many small and medium-sized people standing on the bank of the Lost River and watching on the side also discovered the anomaly in the river and exclaimed in unison. Some people were extremely surprised and said:
"Look, a large whirlpool has collapsed in the middle of the river, and the water level seems to be dropping!"
Someone else exclaimed:
"How is this possible? When this island first appeared, a powerful person once landed on the island. After seeing the Lost River, he said that this river was formed by the intersection of nodes poured out by the power of space. It directly interacted with the mysterious and ethereal
The forces of space are connected together, so the water of the Lost River can be said to be endless, how can it drop?"
But the next moment, it turns out that the river water is really falling slowly, one meter, two meters...
In the end, the river water dropped for more than ten meters, then slowly rose again, and it took nearly half an hour before it rose back to its original position.
The many onlookers standing on the river bank were shocked to the point of disbelief. They looked at each other speechlessly, but their hearts were filled with excitement, triggering countless speculations.
Zhu Jiu, who was under the river, was holding a corpse mirror with his hands, and his body was protected by a ray of light emitted from the mirror. Even if a huge amount of river water poured into the mirror, Zhu Jiu, who was standing aside, was not affected at all.
Zhu Jiuli went under the water and did not know that the water level on the river had dropped. However, seeing the corpse mirror swallowing up a large amount of river water, he was very surprised. This was the first time that the corpse mirror had made such a big movement.
When the influx of river water gradually became less and less intense, and the treasure mirror finally calmed down, the mirror surface seemed to have a layer of luster than before, full of inexplicable mystery, as if it contained endless mysteries!
Zhu Jiu didn't know why this feeling arose in his heart. He saw that the mirror surface gradually returned to normal, the light and color in the mirror moved, and the fog pill that extracted the essence of heaven and earth and merged with the brewing water of the Lost River emerged.
Zhu Jiu saw that there was no abnormality in the corpse mirror, so he still wore the mirror on his chest. Unexpectedly, the mirror was so magical that it actually changed on its own. It shrank with a whoosh. When it reached the extreme size, the light flashed and disappeared completely.
Zhu Jiu was shocked. This precious mirror could be said to be the most important thing at hand. It was reincarnated with him, and it still had a thought that he couldn't let go of.
When I was panicking, I suddenly sensed something unusual in the sea of consciousness, and I immersed my thoughts into the sea of consciousness. Only then did I realize that the corpse mirror was hanging at the top of the center of the sea of consciousness, spreading a golden glow like the blazing sun, illuminating all the creatures in the sea of consciousness below.
On the two talismans: Bang and light and dark.
The entire sea of consciousness seems to be different, and some kind of wonderful changes are taking place, but it is impossible to say where the difference is.
But it can be clearly felt that the Heavenly List of All Souls and the two talismans are undergoing some kind of magical changes after being illuminated by the light of the treasure mirror!
Later, Zhu Jiu's thoughts escaped from the sea of consciousness and he looked at the fog pill in his hand. Unexpectedly, this was a blessing in disguise, and it actually caused the mutation of the corpse mirror.
Zhu Jiuyin felt that this change was of great importance to him and was of great significance. He smiled unconsciously and swallowed the fog pill in his hand. This time he swallowed the fog pill mainly to treat the injuries in his body.
The entrance to the fog pill is still divided into two clear streams, the upper and the lower ones. The upward one rushes into the sea of consciousness. The mana suddenly surges in the talisman. Nourished by the essence of the fog pill, the fourth-level middle-grade mana, which has just broken through, rises again.
The clear sound curls up in the sea of consciousness, and bursts of wonderful sounds emerge, as if an unknown god is chanting sutras and expounding the mystery of immortality. The sound seems to contain endless mysteries, and when you listen to it, you will feel as if you are in heaven.
The fairy-like voice seemed to last for a long time, but also seemed to disappear in the blink of an eye. When the wonderful voice in the sea of consciousness gradually deepened and returned to calmness, Zhu Jiu's magic power increased again, and was infinitely close to the fourth-level high-grade.
The downward flow of air from the fog pill goes straight into the body's bones, perhaps because this time the fog pill directly draws water from the Lost River and quickly refines it.
Therefore, the essence in it lost a trace of warmth, and was far more violent than the fog pills swallowed before. After it rushed into the body, the force spread out and violently collided among the limbs and bones.
Many muscles and veins in the body could not withstand such fierce force for a while, and they were damaged one after another. Zhu Jiu's chest was extremely depressed. Not only did the injuries not alleviate, but there was a risk of aggravating them.
But he didn't panic, he just sat on his knees on the bottom of the Lost River, and the golden giant suddenly appeared, guarding him.
When the raging and violent force in the body gradually slows down, the essence and vitality contained in the fog pill can play its due role and begin to repair the damage to the body's muscles and veins.
Zhu Jiuning looked inside and saw that the area where the back was hit was the most seriously injured. There were obvious cracks in two ribs and the internal organs were also shaken and slightly shifted.
A certain essence of heaven and earth in the fog pill was released and quickly took effect, nourishing and repairing the bones, flesh and blood, and the vitality of the muscles and veins in Zhu Jiu's body.
The cracks in the bones slowly healed and became tougher and indestructible. The shocked internal organs gradually returned to their original positions, and the fluctuating muscles and blood also calmed down.
Zhu Jiu, who was sitting cross-legged at the bottom of the Lost River, slowly developed a thick layer of aura mist on his body. The aura mist formed by the power of the fog pill was almost the same as the mist flow of the Lost River.
Because the two come from the same source, the spiritual light can actually extract a small amount of energy from the river water to nourish Zhu Jiu while he is being healed.
Zhu Jiu sat cross-legged, unaware. The light of spiritual energy rising in his body became more and more obvious. Soon after, the light swayed and changed, and began to transform into many images of different shapes, sometimes turning into auspicious beasts, sometimes turning into ghosts.
, circling and dancing around Zhu Jiu.
When the spiritual light weakened slightly, the aura in Zhu Jiu's body suddenly surged wildly, with obvious and violent fluctuations.
An extremely ferocious skeletal dragon image burst out of his body, swallowing up all the strange beasts and ghosts that were flying around his body and transformed into spiritual energy, shaking his head and swaying his tail, feeling so uncomfortable!
