Swordsman Fengyunzhi

Chapter 852 Shu Zhi Volume

Chapter 370 IX Shu Zhijuan
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Yi Xifeng Qinggong was much faster than the old man, he caught up in three steps and tore off the amulet.

Feeling that the talisman on his back was torn off, the old man of Fuling let out a low growl unwillingly, and then his whole body began to atomize.

When the fog cleared, the "old man" who was one person tall had turned into a lump the size of a palm and landed on the ice of the main hall, making a crisp crashing sound.

When the fog cleared, it turned out to be a treasure identical to the floating circular mirror in front of the throne, lying quietly on the ground.

"The treasure has become refined?" Yi Xifeng flashed this thought in his mind, then stepped forward, took the round mirror on the ground, and looked at it carefully.

The front of the round mirror was a cloud of tumbling mist, and it was unclear what the front was, while the back was a swaying starry sky.

"Is this the compass?" Yi Xifeng couldn't help being taken aback, no matter how he shook it, the Polaris was at the center of the mirror in the end.

"Don't shake..." A small pleading sounded from the consciousness, Yi Xifeng said in a daze, "Can you speak?"

"Yes!" The other party seemed to be righteous.

Yi Xifeng couldn't help being dumbfounded. If he couldn't speak, who was the one who answered so many questions just now...

The artifact spirit in the treasure can communicate with him with divine consciousness, it is like the "Ancient Sword West Continent" in the Qingyun Sect's sword tomb, but the artifact spirit of this round mirror does not seem to be very smart, and it is a bit dull.

"Then tell me what happened."

Yi Xifeng squinted his eyes into slits, grabbed both sides of the round mirror with both hands, as if he was ready to shake it at any time, smiled and uttered a timid whisper.

"I woke up, I want to eat, I'm full, I have to work." Jing Ling held back for a long time, and finally finished speaking.

"What did you eat?" Yi Xifeng asked in confusion.

Generally speaking, the operation of a treasure requires the support of its owner's real yuan. For it, real yuan belongs to "rice", but there are few people in the third-floor hall all day long. Where does it get real yuan?

"Could it be possible..." Yi Xifeng suddenly realized, and murmured, "Could it be that you ate the real guide on the third floor?!"

Facing the question of the young man Baijing, the mirror spirit in the round mirror in his hand looks like a child who has done something wrong, and hesitantly said, "I'm...helping!"

"Even if you work as a guide now, you can't make amends." Yi Xifeng felt a headache, and then said, "Forget it, you can talk about it."

"Jing Duanping~ Lose True Yuan!" The little guy's voice was milky.

Yi Xifeng leveled the Yin-Yang mirror and began to inject real energy. Seeing that it didn't respond for a long time, he asked, "And then?"

"Too little..." Jingling complained, barely feeling any internal energy input.

"Uh..." Yi Xifeng scratched his head and said, "I actually have a lot of real energy, but I just can't use it for the time being."

"Duanping."

Yi Xifeng flattened it, and felt a wave of internal energy from the round mirror. It seemed that it was using the internal energy of the third layer of rune spirit that was swallowed by it.

I saw that the fog on the front of the round mirror gradually dissipated, revealing a piece of ice and snow.

The small and delicate hall is located in the middle of the mirror surface of the Yin-Yang God Mirror, surrounded by a circular wall. There are often cold winds whistling in the air, and countless tiny snowflakes are flying.

Yi Xifeng was a little fascinated by it, and her heart was already blooming with joy. With such a fetish, why worry about getting lost in the labyrinth?It's just a waste of real money.

"I said, why are there three wriggling things walking towards the hall, when did this happen?" Yi Xifeng asked.

"Now."

Yi Xifeng raised his head slightly, and saw a big man, a scholar full of evil spirits, and a mysterious man covered in bandages already standing ten feet in front of him.

"When the enemy was scanned, the enemy was already on his face, what's the use of you?!" Yi Xifeng couldn't help scolding in his consciousness.

At this moment, the scholar took a step forward, slightly cupped his hands and said, "God Sect, Shu Zhijuan, dare to ask who your Excellency is from Zhenwutang?"

When he bowed his head and cupped his hands, he peeked at the yin and yang mirror in Yi Xifeng's hands with a greedy expression on his face.

Yi Xifeng screamed that it was not good. If they had been discovered earlier, they would have been able to hide and escape, but at that time they were too focused on the Yin-Yang Divine Mirror.

"Don't worry, we're not as brutal as the golden lunatic. We just kill people when we see them. We just came to the Two Realms Pagoda to find some good treasures, such as..." Seeing that Yi Xifeng didn't answer, Shu Zhijuan explained.

He looked at the yin and yang mirror in Yi Xifeng's hand, and the next words were self-evident.

"The treasure is over there, why are you looking at me here?" Yi Xifeng pointed at the round mirror floating in front of the throne.

"But it was indeed the circular mirror in your hand that sent out internal energy fluctuations just now." Shu Zhijuan looked at Yi Xifeng with a smile, making the latter's back a chill.

The burly man and the mysterious man walked slowly to the left and right of Yi Xifeng, constantly pushing him into the hall.

"I can't beat it." Jingling's voice rang out in Yi Xifeng's mind.

"Apart from nonsense, can you say something useful?" Yi Xifeng said with a dark face.

These three disciples of the God Sect are all at the level of chivalrous men, so Yi Xifeng naturally cannot fight against three with one.

"Close to the round mirror and go to the fourth floor." Jing Ling said lightly.

"Take me to the fourth floor? Can you do it?" Although Yi Xifeng said so, he slowly retreated towards the round mirror in front of the throne.

"Try." Jingling said proudly knowing that she would fulfill the obligation of being a guide.

"That really worries me more and more..." Yi Xifeng grinned.

Shu Zhijuan saw that Yi Xifeng had retreated to the throne of the main hall, and there was no way to retreat, and he was not in a hurry to attack, but just looked at him.

This young man in the realm of Qi always gave him a strange feeling. As a disciple of Zhenwu Hall, who arrived a day late, he actually reached the third floor earlier than them!

People who can go through so many tests without being damaged should not be as simple as the realm of Qi.

"I have already reported my name, but you are still hiding your identity. Why?"

"Zhenwutang, Li Chengtao." Yi Xifeng replied that he could drag it for a while.

"Li Chengtao?!" Shu Zhijuan was shocked at first, then narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a sneer, "If you don't have the same name, you must not be Li Chengtao, the chivalrous chaser!"

"It seems that you really know the goods." Yi Xifeng spread his hands helplessly.

"It doesn't matter, everyone has their own difficulties. Since it is inconvenient to disclose the name, I will call him Brother Li." Shu Zhijuan said with a smile.

"Scholars are just different. They are much better than the big rocks that they used to strike at the slightest disagreement." Yi Xifeng said with a chuckle.

Hengrou Dahan and Shu Zhijuan looked at each other, this time it was Hengrou Dahan who spoke.

"You and that Zhao Shengyan, who is stronger or weaker?"

"I'm standing here now, and he hasn't caught up with you. Who is stronger or weaker, do you still need to ask?" Yi Xifeng answered lightly.

"Then why are you the only one here?"

"Others are left behind, and it's normal for the third-tier team to be scattered."

The fat man and Shu Zhijuan looked at each other again, as if they were exchanging something.

Yi Xifeng pretended to be strolling in the courtyard, stretched out, and said, "Then, can I go?"

"Hand over the treasure in your hand, you can go. Those who can come here are all brave, I respect you." Shu Zhijuan said lightly.

"Oh, what a waste of words," Yi Xifeng put the Yin-Yang Divine Mirror on his chest, Yejian Hanxing immediately unsheathed, "First come, first served, Your Excellency has read the book of sages, don't you understand this truth?"

Although he didn't lose the wind verbally, Yi Xifeng's sense of the wind said, "Get ready to enter the fourth floor with me."

"Oh, I understand." Jing Ling's voice was a little disdainful.

Shu Zhijuan took out a judge's pen from his sleeve and said with a smile, "A gentleman is innocent, but he is guilty. This is what I have learned!"

After he said that, the three divine disciples attacked from three places at the same time.

(End of this chapter)