What appeared in my mind was a vast and empty world. I couldn't tell how big it was, but I could see that its structure was exactly the classical round sky and square place.
The sky above is like a pot lid, and the earth below is like a chessboard. The sky covers the earth, and the pot lid covers the chessboard, forming this world.
As my spiritual thoughts continued to pour in at this time, the world I discovered gradually became clearer, and soon I could see the location of the center of the world.
A tall pyramid stands abruptly there, reaching up to the sky and down to the earth, silently swearing that it owns the status of this space.
But what really caught my attention was not the pyramid itself, but the top of it, where a black shadow seemed to be struggling on its own one day.
From a distance, I noticed that the black shadow seemed to be a human figure, but it was sealed to the top of the pyramid by an invisible force. No matter how hard I struggled, I couldn't escape.
When my spiritual thoughts swept over it, the black shadow obviously showed a slight stagnation that day, and then suddenly raised its head and let out a silent cry towards the sky.
He seems to have sensed my presence too!
And my perspective at this time is the perspective of the sky. At this time, I looked down from the sky, and I could only see a black shadow of him roaring at me, but I couldn't hear any sound.
"Who are you?"
I asked through my spiritual thoughts, and my voice suddenly sounded like rolling thunder, resounding throughout the mirror world, and continued to torture the black shadow's soul as it continued to reverberate.
When he heard my voice, he suddenly became hysterical. At the same time, he held his head in his hands and began to roll on the spot, as if my questioning had caused him great harm.
"how so……"
Seeing his state, I was surprised. After all, I just wanted to find out his identity, but I didn't intend to hurt him.
"Are you the spirit in the mirror?" I asked.
Unexpectedly, he suddenly stopped roaring and started laughing.
Although I couldn't see his face clearly, I could understand what he was expressing just by looking at his posture at this moment.
"This is a strange person..."
Faced with his weird behavior, I became even more determined to figure it all out.
After all, this mirror now nominally recognizes me as its master, but my understanding of it is still very limited.
For example, I only gained its abilities in defense and offense, but I could never find where the prophetic ability mentioned by the old man Shen Wansan was reflected.
At the same time, as the owner of the mirror, I didn’t even know its name after it recognized its owner. This is simply abnormal!
Especially at this moment, there seems to be an existence that can be called a "person" inside the train. If I don't figure out what all this is about, I will have trouble sleeping and eating.
After all, mirrors are different from white tiger boots!
Although the White Tiger boots still impose heavy restrictions on me, I at least know that they were left to me by a father I have never met, and there cannot be any problems.
But this mirror is different. Its origin is unclear.
Although it seems that Shen Wansan gave it to me, after all, Shen Wansan is just a mortal without any qualifications for cultivating immortals. There is no way to prove that he was not subconsciously bewitched and influenced by the mirror, so he decided to give it to me.
I didn't pay much attention to these issues at first, but now as I discovered something unusual in the mirror, I naturally connected all of them together.
Seeing that the black shadow didn't answer, I subconsciously tried to use my spiritual thoughts to project in this mirror world. Unexpectedly, I succeeded all of a sudden.
In an instant, a phantom of me, composed entirely of spiritual thoughts, appeared on the top of the pyramid, looking face to face at the black shadow bound to me.
He obviously didn't realize that I had such a trick. He saw me suddenly appear and stayed there for a moment.
"Who are you?" This time I used my spiritual thoughts as a medium to directly transmit the voice into his mind.
"Who are you?" he asked, his voice sounded like he was not very old.
"I am the owner of this mirror!" I said solemnly.
"You are talking nonsense, I am the owner of this mirror!" Unexpectedly, he suddenly became excited and started a new round of roaring.
"Oh, what evidence do you have to prove it?" Seeing him like this, I suddenly became very interested and determined to tease him.
"Evidence..." He seemed to be confused by my question, and it was rare that he did not refute or question it immediately.
"No evidence is needed. I, Huang Liang, am the evidence!" He suddenly straightened his body and said proudly.
At this moment, his figure was no longer as blurry as before, but quickly became clear. Sure enough, he was a young man just like his voice.
It's just that when I looked at his clothes, I felt a little familiar for a moment, but I just couldn't remember where I'd seen him before.
"You..." I pointed at him and was speechless for a long time. The answer was on my lips, but every time I swallowed it at the last moment.
"What are you? Have you never seen such a handsome immortal? Today we are destined to be together, let's kneel down first! If I am in a good mood, I don't mind teaching you some of my immortal skills, so that you can benefit from them in this life.
All."
He put his hands behind his back and raised his head, his nostrils almost perpendicular to the sky above.
"Teach me what? The method of prophecy?" I mocked, and I couldn't help laughing when I saw his posture at this moment, but I already had a rough guess about his identity.
Just now, at the moment when he stood with his hands behind his back, his figure quickly overlapped with a figure in my memory. At that moment, I already knew his origin.
That person is none other than the castle owner’s lifelong enemy—Elder Han!
I found that the young man's clothes were almost identical to those of the disciples following Elder Han. They were obviously from the same sect, or in other words - the same academy!
This proves that he is indeed a genuine monk, at least he once was!
And the reason why I teased him about whether he planned to teach me the method of prophecy was because I happened to recall the past experience Shen Wansan recounted not long ago.
According to his introduction, he picked up this mirror after leaving the secret realm of the fairy mountain. At that time, the mirror was held tightly in the arms of a dead young monk.
And isn't this young monk in front of me? Although Shen Wansan is not around, I have no way of asking, but I just feel that they are the same person.
Especially regarding prophecy, after Shen Wansan got the mirror, it kept showing various prophecy powers. It not only guided Shen Wansan to get out of the wilderness alive, but also helped him step by step to become the richest man in Xihong City.
But unfortunately I got this ancient mirror and further identified its owner, but I still couldn't discover its miraculous prophetic ability...
There must be a big problem in this! (To be continued)