"Alas... the master of the nunnery is indeed old. Only when you are old can you feel nostalgic." Song Jing shook her head and sighed.
Jingxian pursed her lips and smiled softly: "You are the only one who dares to say this. If we say this, we will definitely be severely punished by the nunnery master... Then Mr. Li is here!"
Song Jing said: "Sister, do you want to meet him?"
"Of course I want to see him." Jing Xian said: "We also need to see his reality. If it is really the Xuan Kong Mirror Mind Technique, that would be a big deal."
"Okay." Song Jing said, "This guy is a lecherous person, you have to hold back."
"Don't worry." Jingxian said.
The two of them changed the topic and continued to talk about the various sects around them. They knew everything about the sects in the surroundings. They listed them one by one and explained their roots clearly. There was nothing to be afraid of. Only the Yujian Sect and Nishang Sect needed to be careful.
Moreover, we must be careful of the two sects joining forces. Even if they are rivals on the surface, and one is friendly and the other is hostile to Tianlefu, we must guard against them secretly joining forces.
Footsteps sounded, and Li Feiyu's voice sounded: "Miss Song, you're coming down!"
"Please come in." Song Jing said lazily.
Her pretty face showed an expression of indifference, but she was not playing hard to get, that was indeed her true intention.
Li Feiyu strode in, majestic and heroic. Seeing Song Jing's expression, his steps suddenly slowed down for a moment, then recovered immediately. He came closer and clasped his fists with a smile, "Miss Song!"
He secretly endured and encouraged himself, this stinky girl is so arrogant, if she can really get it, if she can change her temper and make her as gentle as water, then that would be the real achievement!
Thinking of this, his fighting spirit became high again.
Song Jing said calmly: "Can I get the treasure and find Dingru?"
"Of course!" Li Feiyu nodded proudly.
His eyes fell on Jing Xian's face, and he was suddenly froze. He was irresistibly attracted and couldn't extricate himself.
Jingxian chuckled lightly and said calmly: "Master Li, poor nun Jingxian."
"It turns out it's Master Jingxian, disrespectful!" Li Feiyu was so busy and confused that he said sheepishly: "I wonder which disciple of Master Jingxian is?"
"Tianyue Temple." Jing Xian said.
"It turns out to be Tianyue Temple!" Li Feiyu suddenly became solemn and said in a deep voice, "It's really disrespectful!"
He didn't expect that Jingxian was a disciple of Tianyue Temple, but it was one of the top sects, a top sect on the same level as Daci'en Temple. The Yujian Sect was far inferior. If it was in ancient times, they might be able to stand shoulder to shoulder, but now they are far behind.
Two or three floors.
Jing Xian pursed her lips and smiled sweetly: "Young Master Li, there is no need to be so polite."
Song Jing said: "Stop chatting and find Dingru quickly!"
"That's right." Li Feiyu nodded quickly.
He glanced at Jing Xian.
Song Jing hummed: "Master Jingxian is the helper I found."
"That's it." Li Feiyu smiled.
As he spoke, he took out a bronze mirror from his arms, which was about the size of a palm. There were dense patterns engraved on the bronze mirror, and there were also dense patterns engraved on the back of the mirror, which looked scattered and disorganized.
The bronze mirror is even stained with a layer of green embroidery. It looks like an ancient thing, but it doesn't seem to have any value.
Song Jing frowned and glanced at it.
Li Feiyu hurriedly said: "Miss Song, even though it is inconspicuous, it is indeed a treasure. It can help me deduce the secrets of heaven. I will definitely find Monk Dingru!"
"It's better to speak less big words, so as not to be like last time." Song Jing said lightly: "Let's get started!"
She glanced at Jing Xian.
Sitting quietly at the stone table, she looked calm and elegant, with nothing out of the ordinary. However, Song Jing was very familiar with her. When she saw her strangeness, she immediately understood that this bronze mirror might have an extraordinary origin.
Li Feiyu put the bronze mirror on the stone table and sat down beside it solemnly.
Song Jing saw the jade hands quietly clenched in her sleeves.
She knew that this was Senior Sister Jingxian who was holding back and took action. It seemed that she wanted to snatch it away. Is this bronze mirror so important?
Li Feiyu's face was solemn, he formed a seal with his hands, murmured to himself, then closed his eyes and began to form a seal, motionless.
The breeze blew, but when they came to the three of them, they were blocked.
Song Jing stared at Li Feiyu. Li Feiyu's expression was solemn and charming at this time. She shook her head gently.
It's a pity that this guy has such a bad character. Even though he has strong cultivation, he is still despised.
"Hey!" Li Feiyu suddenly shouted.
His hands have parallel fingers like swords, and one finger points to a bronze mirror.
The bronze mirror suddenly flashed, as if there was a faint flash of light, and then slowly became brighter.
The original green rust seemed to fade away and disappear, and the mirror surface regained its dazzling brightness. It was not the blurry image of an ordinary bronze mirror, but bright and flawless. White clouds in the sky flashed across the mirror surface, and then the white clouds disappeared, leaving a blurry shadow.
Li Feiyu sharply closed his fingers, formed several hand seals, and pointed towards the bronze mirror again.
The blurry shadow in the mirror seemed to be squirming, trying to become clear.
But there seemed to be an invisible force hindering its change. After squirming for a moment, it finally returned to its original state, still a blurry image, and it was really hard to tell what it was.
Jing Xian Qingli's face became solemn and she turned to look at Song Jing.
Song Jing whispered: "What's going on?"
"I really didn't expect..." Jingxian shook her head gently and stared at the blurry shadow in the mirror.
"Now!" Li Feiyu shouted again, veins on his forehead stood out, his eyes were red, and his parallel fingers were pointed at the bronze mirror like a sword.
The bronze mirror suddenly lit up, and then the shadow in it squirmed violently, as if it was about to change again.
But after squirming for a while, he slowly regained his composure, and it was still the same blurry shadow.
Li Feiyu stood up and took mysterious steps. There was a gentle breeze around him, and then a different phase appeared in the sky. Dark clouds gathered quickly, vaguely forming a mirror, as if it looked like the mirror on the mirror.
Seeing this, Song Jing understood that Li Feiyu should be practicing the Xuan Kong Mirror Heart Technique.
Li Feiyu murmured to himself and walked with fluttering feet. Later, his feet had already left the ground, as if he were walking on air. The dark clouds in the sky began to rotate, as if following his movements.
As it was turning, a ray of light suddenly fell from the sky and fell on the bronze mirror of the stone table.
"Ding..." The clear sound was melodious and sweet, and lingered for a long time.
Li Feiyu pointed his sharp fingers like a sword at the bronze mirror.
The bronze mirror was suspended in the air, as tall as them, spinning gently, getting brighter and brighter, and then the blurred shadow in the mirror became clearer and clearer.
Song Jing also became nervous. She didn't expect it to be so difficult.
The corners of Li Feiyu's mouth slightly curled up, showing a proud smile. When he was fully stimulating his cultivation and even using secret techniques to activate his potential, he would definitely be seen by him no matter how powerful the monk was!
Jing Xian clenched her hands tightly and trembled slightly, but her bright eyes were cold. She glanced at the bronze mirror and watched it bloom with dazzling light. Then the image in it became clearer and clearer, and she vaguely saw a figure.
The dark clouds in the sky were spinning more and more violently. Li Feiyu was still walking on the empty ground, his breathing became heavier, and he felt labored. This Xuan Kong Mirror Heart Technique was wonderful, but the consumption was too shocking.
This was the first time he had pushed so hard, and he had already reached the extreme.
Song Jing narrowed her bright eyes slightly and stared at the bronze mirror.
"Ding ding ding..." The clear sound kept coming, and the image in the bronze mirror became clearer and clearer, and Chu Li's outline could already be seen.