Four hundred and thirtieth eight chapters treasure mirror
Chapter 438: The Miraculous Use of the Treasured Mirror
Ding Hao didn't know if the three old monsters from the Sword Demon Palace had discovered where he was. They immediately stood up and escaped from the cave of the mausoleum.
Just after removing the "Ten Directions Magic Array", Ding Hao discovered that the dark air mass that had shrouded the entire mausoleum all year round had disappeared. The bright moonlight fell from the sky like mercury, printing the entire mausoleum in silver.
Ding Hao glanced at it and found that the entire mausoleum seemed much cleaner and clearer. Even the air was filled with the moist smell of cool weeds, and the disgusting smell like rotting corpses had all disappeared.
Could it be that all the auras of resentful spirits within a radius of thirty miles were absorbed by the "Qingming Cauldron", causing such an effect? Ding Hao couldn't help but be surprised.
But at this time, Ding Hao didn't have time to think too much and flew into the sky silently. Then he struck down with a sword, and the cave he was just in suddenly collapsed and collapsed. After looking around, he found that there was no trace of its existence.
Then he walked towards the direction of Demonic Sound Sect like lightning.
Ding Hao only experienced the state that his consciousness reached when he sat cross-legged just now for a while, and then he could no longer enter that state.
But even so, Ding Hao can still feel that his spiritual sense has improved a lot. This progress is reflected in Ding Hao's ability to feel that there are inexplicable dangers around him. Especially when Ding Hao approaches a certain place, he can personally sense that there is something dangerous.
There are several powerful auras lurking in it.
Moreover, Ding Hao vaguely knew that these powerful auras seemed to come for him. One of the most powerful auras made Ding Hao feel familiar and horrified because it was unique to Heitian Demon Biantu.
Originally, Ding Hao had faith in his intuition. This time, inexplicably, Ding Hao entered the realm of spiritual consciousness. He already felt that his spiritual consciousness was different, and he believed in his own feelings.
Just like this, Ding Hao couldn't help but secretly break into a cold sweat for his actions these days. He lamented over and over again that he was so lucky. He hunted so tirelessly and was not found by those people. It was a blessing.
Great destiny.
Thinking of this, Ding Hao sneered and made a new decision in his heart.
Originally, Ding Hao planned to say goodbye to Ruan Qingyi and immediately stay away from the Demonic Sound Sect after going back. But now he decided not to leave for the time being. On the one hand, he wanted to take care of the Demonic Sound Sect's things and the two extremely cold springs in the back mountain.
The more dangerous the other party is, the easier it is for them to break through themselves, such as this time they suddenly enter the realm of spiritual consciousness.
Ding Hao, who has swallowed the reincarnation fruit and experienced nine reincarnations, naturally has no problem with his mental state. Now that the Taoist forces in the three continents and one island have probably been swept away, even if he returns to the sect, he will face the embarrassment of having no opponent to absorb him in a short period of time.
situation.
What's more, there are still two reincarnation fruits. After each of Blood Demon Lieshan and Huoyun Venerable has one, they will also experience the experience of reincarnation. Three continents and one island are so big. After the demon sect forces are unified, they will have no opponents.
With the cultivation levels of himself and Blood Demon Lieshan, it has become a bit difficult to find hostile masters with extraordinary strength. But this time, those masters lurking around the Sword Demon Palace are a danger to Ding Hao. But at the same time,
Isn't it an opportunity?
In order to quickly ascend to a transcendent existence, it is inevitable to take risks through fighting.
After his strength is restored, it’s hard to say who is the hunter and who is the prey!
While thinking secretly in his heart, Ding Hao flew slowly close to the ground, following his spiritual senses attentively, avoiding several powerful auras. Ding Hao gradually came to the spring in the back mountain of Moyin Sect again.
A group of light and shadow appeared silently, and the black shadow completely wrapped the emaciated body. The unique voice of Shadow Shadow said in a low voice: "I wonder what Sect Master Ding wants to see Shadow for?"
Nodding indifferently, Ding Hao took out a jade slip to convey the message, handed it to Yingying and said: "Pass this jade slip to the hands of Wuji Demon Sect Blood Demon Lieshan as quickly as possible. As for the required information,
You can ask the poisonous devil to charge the price yourself!"
Shadow raised his hand and made a move. The jade slip disappeared in the black light and shadow of Shadow. Then Shadow respectfully said: "Zong Zong Ding, don't worry, Piaomiao Pavilion will definitely complete this matter for Zong Zong as quickly as possible. As for the price, we
The local person in charge will discuss directly with the poisonous demon.
However, as far as Shadow knows, the price Piaomiao Pavilion charges for information about the Wuji Demon Sect is now much lower than that of the six major sects in the Western Continent!"
With a slight "Huh", Ding Hao asked doubtfully: "What do you want to say?"
Shadow's voice was still low and said: "Piaomiao Pavilion will definitely have trouble with Sect Master Ding in the future. Last time Sect Master Ding took out the Yin-Yang Mirror at the bottom of the Flame Mountain, it was already a great help to Piaomiao Pavilion. So Sect Master Ding can rest assured, Piaomiao
Although it is inconvenient for me to participate in the struggle for hegemony in the mainland, in terms of news, I will definitely give the Wuji Demon Sect the best deal!"
Ding Hao nodded slightly, smiled lightly, and said, "Thank you very much!"
Then the words changed and Ding Hao said: "What is the origin of Lin Ping from the Resentful Spirit Sect? As far as I know, it seems that he belongs to some mysterious force?"
The black light and shadow twisted for a while, and Shadow's figure seemed to be swaying. After a moment, Shadow's voice sounded, saying: "Shadow stays here, on the one hand, to facilitate contact with Sect Master Ding. On the other hand, it is also for this new force.
Shadow has not yet found out the specific matter, so I dare not say anything rashly, but one thing is certain."
"What?" Ding Hao asked seemingly unintentionally.
"The snake-headed monster comes from this hidden force, including the sudden attack you received when you entered the bottom of the Flame Mountain, all came from this force!" Shadow said in a low voice.
With a look on his face, Ding Hao was silent, but he was thinking rapidly in his heart.
After thinking for a long time, Ding Hao couldn't figure it out, so he shook his head and thought no more. When Ding Hao looked around again, he found that the shadow had disappeared without a trace.
Sighing secretly, Ding Hao knew that before his strength recovered, when his mind was concentrating on one thing, his powerful spiritual sense could no longer take care of both. Otherwise, he wouldn't even know when Shadow left!
After looking at the time, Ding Hao calculated and knew that he had reached the bottom of the spring and that the two springs would appear strange. He jumped and dived into the bottom of the spring again.
Placing his broad back against the two springs, Ding Hao closed his eyes, adjusted his breath, and began to run the Wuji Demonic Art, slowly purifying the true energy he had just swallowed.
Ding Hao, whose consciousness fell into an ethereal state, suddenly felt a chill behind him after an unknown amount of time. His whole body instantly formed a thick layer of ice, and the next moment it melted suddenly under the heat.
Just like this, Ding Hao knew that the change of sudden cold and sudden heat in the mountain spring finally happened again. He couldn't help but concentrate and hold his breath, and used the Wuji Demonic Art with all his strength to speed up the flow of true energy.
But for some reason, Ding Hao always felt that his body seemed to have slowly changed between extreme cold and extreme heat. This change made Ding Hao puzzled, and he had no idea where it came from.
Until an hour later, the spring returned to normal again. Ding Hao felt that the palm of his right hand gradually lit up with yellow light and shadow. The yin and yang mirror lurking in his body was uncontrollable, little by little.
emerged from the palm of his right hand.
Confused in his heart, Ding Hao secretly wondered, could it be that after the "Qingming Cauldron" mutated, it was the Yin-Yang Mirror's turn again?
As if to verify Ding Hao's guess, the yellow light was like substance, shining out layers of ripples on the water around Ding Hao. Then the Yin-Yang Mirror became the size of a palm, sticking tightly to the flesh and bones of Ding Hao's palm, shooting out wisps of water.
Yellow light.
The real energy all over his body began to drain away rapidly, and a drop of blood the size of a thumb overflowed from Ding Hao's palm and fell on the surface of the Yin Yang Mirror.
As the blood dripped on the mirror, the yellow light in the mirror suddenly brightened, shining straight on the water in front of Ding Hao. Just when Ding Hao felt that his true energy was rapidly losing, the water in front of him suddenly fell to the ground.
A vague human shape is reflected.
The human form twisted continuously with the spring water, becoming more and more blurred, and the specific shape could not be seen at all. The vast white area was very difficult to distinguish.
But Ding Hao was horrified and poured his true energy into the bronze mirror. He opened his eyes wide and stared at the mountain spring in front of him.
As if Ding Hao's efforts had achieved results, the Yin-Yang Mirror not only glowed brightly, but also rotated rapidly in Ding Hao's hands. With the violent rotation of the Yin-Yang Mirror, the spring water in front of Ding Hao no longer twisted.
The blurry picture is becoming clearer and clearer.
A ruler with white mist floating in it, shining brightly like a star, slowly floated on top of a dilapidated cave roof. The surrounding cave walls were dark green, covered with moss. Next to it, a man crouched lazily.
Snow white, a strange beast like a bear.
Next to the strange beast, directly below the ruler, was an indifferent old man dressed in white, looking at the ruler in astonishment. The old man's entire face was filled with disbelief, and he stared blankly at the floating, bright light.