The old man's eyes were clear and there was no trace of forgery, and I took the ancient mirror from his hand at his instruction.
This is the first time I have come into contact with this treasure. It is as light as nothing. If I had not seen it with my own eyes, I would not have noticed its existence at all.
Just such an ordinary-looking mirror with nothing special actually possesses the rare ability of a prophet?
To be honest, I seriously doubt this.
Now that the ancient mirror was in hand, I naturally started to investigate with my spiritual thoughts without any scruples, and the results were different.
This time there is nothing in my spiritual world!
In other words, the mirror suddenly became imperceptible to the mind, just like a stealth aircraft in the real world can avoid radar detection.
Surprised, I switched back to the Qi tracing method, and found that this wonderful method using the ubiquitous spiritual energy of heaven and earth was more effective.
After expressing my gratitude to the old man, I used my eyes and Qi tracing method to examine every part of the mirror carefully, but I still couldn't find anything that interested me.
It's as simple as a mirror, but it's so special that I can't even recognize the materials it's made of.
In the end, I simply forced a drop of real blood to drip onto the mirror, trying to see if it could be recognized as its owner. This is the only method I currently know of to make the magic weapon recognize its owner.
Whether it was the Beast Tooth Sword Spike in the Moon Burial Forest or the White Tiger Boots in the Cloud Wall, they were all finally recognized as owners through this method.
After the blood comes into contact with the mirror, it can be clearly seen that it is absorbed by the mirror, and finally the small piece of mirror where it disappears becomes brighter and clearer.
It's like the surface of the mirror was originally wrapped with a hazy film.
At the same time, I felt that there seemed to be some mysterious connection between myself and the mirror, which I could not explain for the moment.
But this was not the time to think about this. Seeing that the blood dripping method was effective, I simply pressed my entire palm against the mirror. In an instant, the vigorous blood overflowed from my palm and poured into the ancient mirror crazily.
Seeing this scene, the richest man was stunned. He never thought that the ancient mirror he had collected all his life could be used in such a way.
It can only be said that he still knows too little about the world of immortals, especially the knowledge related to various magic weapons, which he has never been exposed to before.
At this time, although I seemed to be fully devoted to the study of the ancient mirror, I still had a part of my spiritual thoughts left outside, which combined with the Qi tracing method enveloped the entire Xihong City.
The more I realize that this mirror is not simple, the more careful I become.
Fortunately, there are no Confucian immortals stationed in this small town, and there are no monks staying nearby. This is all something I investigated when I came here.
Suddenly I discovered a very interesting scene.
After the old man saw that I had brought about great changes in the ancient mirror with a simple method like a drop of blood, there was a very brief moment when his eyes became very bright and his muscles all over his body were so tense that he almost lost control.
Jump up and snatch the place of residence.
But in the end, he had to suppress the untimely desire in his heart, shook his head gently, and sat back in his chair dejectedly.
This moment is very short, but I believe that for the old man, it may be longer than several centuries. This is caused by the torture of the soul and the struggle of the soul.
Although he always knew that this mirror was a treasure, and with its help, he achieved a lifetime of prosperity.
But he never thought that this baby might have more abilities that he didn't know about.
For someone as shrewd as him and a wealthy businessman like him, knowing the truth at this time must be more uncomfortable than eating a fly alive, just like the person who bought a coffin for a pearl in the real world.
However, the old man was obviously more sober than the person who bought the beads, and knew that the beads were more valuable than the box.
However, sometimes this kind of sobriety is not as comfortable as being confused. After all, being sober brings more entanglement and discomfort, just like now.
I could read all this from the change in the old man's expression, but soon I saw an expression of relief on his face.
This situation is probably just like when he decided to leave the fairy mountain secret realm, right?
Neither turn back, why did not forget?
Since there is no fate, why do we need to swear?
All things today are like water without a trace;
Tomorrow and evening, you are no longer a stranger.
Since you are destined to miss it, let it stay away completely!
At this moment, I saw the expression of joy on the old man's face again. He smiled and said: "Congratulations! Today I saw the ancient mirror and met the Ming Master. I am very lucky. I have lived up to it. I have no regrets in this life!"
At this time, the process of identifying the owner of the ancient mirror had reached an extremely critical moment. I did not expect that such a small mirror would be like a bottomless pit, sucking away a lot of my blood.
This surprised me so much that for a moment I wondered if I had been tricked.
You know, when the White Tiger Boots recognized their owner, I just took the essence and blood and pricked four tiger eyes!
At this time, as my blood continued to pour in, the intimate connection between me and the ancient mirror became clearer and clearer. I could feel that the mirror had almost become a part of my body, and the feeling of sharing flesh and blood was particularly strong.
"It's a pity that it's too big to carry. It would be nice if it could be smaller!" Finally, when the ancient mirror's absorption of my blood energy reached saturation, I sighed tiredly.
Although I have obtained an immortal magic weapon with more than just specific effects, I am a grown man after all. I can’t hang around with a big mirror on my body all day long, right?
Unexpectedly, this mirror seemed to have a spirit. It instantly turned into a stream of light and wrapped around my finger. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a ring.
This is a ring with a very strange appearance, because its main body is a mirror that has been shrunk many times. If light shines on it, it will be very dazzling.
What twenty-four carats, what eight hearts and eight arrows, are not worth mentioning in front of its brilliance. Of course, the premise is that there is light.
The more abundant the light, the brighter it is!
At this moment, I felt blessed and realized the many uses of this mirror.
For example, when facing an enemy, it can be instantly enlarged and used as a shield for protection. The smooth mirror surface can effectively reduce the damage suffered by oneself.
Not only does it prevent physical attacks from being implemented, but it can also reflect a lot of magical attacks, which can be said to be both offensive and defensive.
Especially in the area of reflection spells, the more you reflect, the less damage you will take. If you can reflect all spell attacks of a certain style, it is equivalent to having perfect spell immunity at this moment.
Since I have a body that is immune to spells, I don't attach much importance to its ability.
And I also have strong enough strength and defense, so overall the overall protective capabilities of this mirror are quite useless to me. (To be continued)