Mirror Authority

Chapter 246 The Strange Old Man

A few streets away from the magician and The Hanged Man, a young man was holding milk tea with a smile on his face.

It was Yang Yi who followed him.

After the magician was thrown away by him in the mall, he quietly followed him. With his power of thought and his camouflage skills, he could easily spot the other party, but the other party couldn't see him. It was so easy to follow him!

I thought that these two guys would go back to the so-called organization after being lost, so that I could find my old lair and earn some merit by the way, but I didn't expect to end up here.

Grain store?
Is there something wrong here?

Curious in my heart, I sensed something, and took out the makeup mirror from my pocket.

He bought dozens of these things, all made of stainless steel, and put them in the locker. When he wanted to use them, he could just take them out, but from the perspective of outsiders, they were just taken out of his pockets.

call!
A line of writing above appeared.

"I see……"

After reading the content, Yang Yi smiled slightly, stopped talking, looked around, walked into a restaurant, ordered something to eat, and sat down with peace of mind.

He ate easily here, but the two magicians were not so leisurely. They hid outside the grain and oil store. When it was dark, no one came in or left, as if the woman had completely disappeared.

"Don't wait, go and have a look!"

The hanged man couldn't bear it any longer.

The magician also knew that it would not be a problem to wait any longer, so he nodded, stretched his body, and rushed forward.

Come to the rolling door and press lightly.

boom!
The door opened, and grain and oil splashed everywhere.

The room only occupies an area of ​​more than ten square meters, and there is not even a single person, as if the woman wearing the earphones had disappeared out of thin air.

The two looked at each other, their expressions all changed.

Could it be that the other party found out that they were following them and escaped early?
If it really wants to be like this, guarding the empty room, waiting for hours, and spreading the word, you will be ashamed and die...

"There are organs!"

Sweeping over with mental power, he saw something was wrong on the grain shelf in the blink of an eye. The hanged man came to him in a few steps and grabbed it lightly.

Whoa!

The steps appeared in front of them, and they looked at each other again. The magician beckoned and walked down first, followed by the hanged man.

It is also a small basement, with several computers placed in it, the fan of the mainframe makes a "hum!" sound, the slender monitor is flickering, and a line of large characters suddenly appears on it——Welcome magicians and hanged people. inspect!
The scalps of the two suddenly went numb.

He thought he had found the opponent's lair, but he didn't expect to lure him here on purpose, and made preparations in advance.

boom!
Just as he was about to exit, he realized that it was too late. A huge explosion rang out, and scorching air waves immediately filled the entire basement.

The other party is actually here, planting an unknown number of bombs!

In an instant, the ground collapsed, the grain and oil store collapsed, and the surrounding houses also collapsed. The people should have been evacuated long ago, and no one else was injured.

call!call!
Two figures rushed out from the center of the explosion. They were covered in mud and blood, their clothes were torn, their faces were scorched black, and their hair was burnt. They looked in a mess.

Although the power of the explosion is very strong, the magician and the hanged man are all disaster-level powerhouses. It is difficult to kill them with this kind of hot weapon alone. Even so, at the center of the explosion, the internal organs, They were also seriously injured, and all of them were bleeding from the corners of their mouths.

The most important thing is that it is too embarrassing!
The majestic Tarot Society's Major Arcana card, a disaster-level powerhouse, waited outside for several hours in vain, and was bruised all over his body, his clothes were striped horizontally and vertically, and his hair was burned in some places It's so clean, so miserable...

"Hermit, I must kill you..."

The magician growled.

"Let's go quickly, the commotion is so big, it will definitely attract people from the Dragon and Tiger Team..." said the Hanged Man.

Although this grain and oil store is outside the sixth ring road and has reached the urban-rural fringe area, the noise of the explosion is too loud. If there is no accident, it will soon attract the action team or the dragon and tiger team to maintain order. At that time, think again Escaping is not so easy.

The magician let out a breath and rushed out. After taking two steps, his pupils shrank.

A quaint bronze mirror, from the ruins not far away, shot towards the hanged person behind.

Hermit!
She actually hid nearby, waiting for them to escape and relax their vigilance, and took the opportunity to sneak attack.

"court death!"

It's fine if the other party doesn't show up, but if he dares to show up, the magician raised his eyebrows, appeared with the scepter in his hand, and drew it towards the mirror.

The No. 32 world object, the soul-locking scepter!

The world object controlled by the fool, lent to him, has the function of locking the soul and fixing the soul, which is extremely weird.

Ding!
The two collided, and there was a roar, and Suolongjing immediately flew backwards and flew out.

The magician heaved a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to follow the direction where the mirror appeared to find the hermit and try to kill him, he saw the hanged man behind him and paused involuntarily.

leech!

Suolongjing's aboveboard sneak attack has only one purpose, to attract all the attention of the two, and let the leeches sneak past
Whoa!

The leech bit the hanged man, and as soon as he saw it, a figure appeared in front of him at a speed visible to the naked eye, holding a dagger, and stabbing at the Major Arcana.

"Do not……"

Unexpectedly, there would be such a weird thing as a leech, which made him unable to move for a short time. The hanged man let out a scream, and the power in his body circulated rapidly.

puff!
He was already injured, but at this moment he forcibly used his strength, his face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spewed out.

Although the internal injuries were severe, the shackles seemed to be broken free, and the body forcibly moved two inches horizontally.

The position is not big, but it has avoided the fatal point.

Puchi!

The dagger pierced his chest, although it hurt, but was clamped by the muscles.

Slowed down, the hanged man's eyes were red, and he slapped the sneak attacking figure with his palm. This palm contained all the anger and surging power, like a sea of ​​flames. In the blink of an eye, the ruins were burnt red. .

Although the Hanged Man is ranked No.12 in the major arcana of the Tarot Society, his combat power is not weaker than the Hermit's in the slightest. He broke out with all his strength, and the figure had just made a surprise attack and had the upper hand, so he fell into a passive position.

At this moment, the magician also knocked out the Dragon Locking Mirror, came behind the figure, pointed at her back, and pressed it.

Both of them are disaster-level powerhouses. If they were attacked from both front and back, even if the hermit was strong, he would definitely be injured again.

"Humph!"

At this moment, an unreasonable twist appeared in the woman's body, and without any help, she flew out sideways, and escaped more than ten meters away in the blink of an eye.

It's like teleporting.

"Ok?"

The two were stunned at the same time.

This kind of change of direction is already beyond imagination. It is unbelievable to see it with my own eyes. However, now is not the time to think about it. Can you still escape?"

It was designed so badly, the crotch is full of cool wind, if I don't kill him this time, it will be hard to get rid of the hatred in my heart.

Seeing the woman approaching, suddenly, my heart tightened, and there was an ominous premonition, and I hurriedly dodged to the side. The next moment, I saw nine flying knives coming through the air, with such a speed that they seemed to be falling. meteor.

"what is this……"

The hairs all over his body exploded, and the magician hurried forward with his hands, and with his powerful mental power, he immediately condensed an air wall in front of him.

The speed of the flying knife has reached ten times the speed of sound. Once stabbed, even if he is strong, he will directly become a sieve.

hum!
As if guessing that he would do this, the nine flying knives instantly changed direction and galloped towards the Hanged Man on one side.

This change of direction is weird and unpredictable. The Hanged Man, who was guarding against the figure, never dreamed that the target of this thing was him. It was too late to dodge, so he had to muster the hard resistance in his body and planned to use his muscles to pinch him live.

Puchi!Puchi!Puchi!

It's a pity...these flying knives were too sharp, they pierced through his body in one blow, cut off both arms at the same time, and pierced several holes in his chest.

Severe pain swept over, and the eyes of the hanged person turned black, and he became dizzy for a while.

I was injured by the bomb, and was attacked by the hermit, stabbed in the chest, forced to use force, and injured the internal organs... At this moment, I was stabbed by the flying knife again and again, feeling the vitality in the body, and quickly separated from the body. go.

At this moment, he is like a punctured ball, with a catastrophic cultivation, falling downwards visible to the naked eye.

"Do not……"

With a scream, he turned around and ran into the distance.

He still doesn't want to die, he wants to live...

However, his movements are fast, and the flying knife is even faster!

Puchi!Puchi!Puchi!

Just after piercing him, the nine flying knives turned around again and stabbed him again and again, dozens of times in the blink of an eye.

Blood surged violently, and the hanged person's blood vessels and heart ruptured at the same time, and his strength could no longer be mobilized.

The magician on the side, seeing this scene, couldn't help but go dark.

I have been guarding against the hermit all the time, but I didn't expect the policeman to still be in front of him. With his mental power and the indestructible throwing knife, his companions didn't even have the strength to resist.

boom!
The Great Arcana of the Tarot Club, who had just arrived in the capital for less than a day, was cut into countless pieces at the beginning of the disaster. The boiling power in his body could no longer be maintained and exploded.

From the sneak attack of the Dragon Mirror to the beheading with a flying knife, it took less than ten seconds in total!
A disaster-level powerhouse died like this...

"Hermit, we will definitely kill you..."

Knowing that if he continued to stay here at this time, he might die, the magician let out a yell, covered his body with tattered clothes, and disappeared in place the next moment.

It has to be said that his way of escaping is really powerful and cannot be stopped at all.

"Success..."

Looking at the Hanged Man whose ground had been turned into minced meat, the hermit heaved a sigh of relief.

The magician is too powerful, and her reaction is too fast. If she is alone, let alone a sneak attack, she might even be killed!

Fortunately, I sent a message to the other party in advance and asked him to come and help!

Looking at the suspended blade, the hermit smiled.

A man, regardless of the danger, rushed over to help at the first notice, and even saved her several times... Do you have to guess what he thought?
Although sometimes it is cheap, but when it is time to make a move, it is really unambiguous.

With a soft snort, the water in his eyes flowed, revealing a gentle meaning: "Thank you..."

Dang!Dang!Dang!

Before he finished speaking, the flying knife suspended in the air suddenly fell to the ground, cutting rocks, bricks, and gravel on the ground.

The hermit's pupils shrank.

Although I don't know much about mind power, catastrophe-level mental power can also pick up objects in a short distance and form an air wall. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible to throw away weapons unless the power is exhausted or there is danger.

Could it be... was attacked?

He hurriedly took out the mirror and wanted to ask where the other party was hiding, when he saw nine flying knives flying up, straight to the sky, and disappeared into the black night in the blink of an eye.

"Something must have happened..."

There was anxiety in his eyes, and he rushed straight in the direction of the flying knife. After walking for a while, he found that he seemed to be trapped somewhere. No matter how he moved forward, he was wandering in one place, as if trapped in a maze, unable to escape.

"Mental barrier?"

The hermit trembled slightly.

She is a catastrophe-level powerhouse. Although it is only an early stage, her soul has already transformed, and the other party can make her unable to distinguish the way... How strong should her mental power be?

At least surpass the magician and reach the peak of the horror level!

Among the people I know, there is only one person who can do this... The Fool!
Could it be that this person couldn't bear to kill the chariots and hanged people in succession, and came here in person?

possible!
Otherwise, the flying knife could not fall for no reason, nor could it leave without warning, without stopping at all.

She knew very well how terrifying the Fool was. With her current strength, if she charged directly, she would definitely be killed.

But in the past... the boy will die 100%.

Save people, you will die!
If you don't save it, the other party will die.

How to choose?

The chest kept puffing up, panting rapidly, the hermit clenched his teeth, without the slightest hesitation, raised his head, and looked around: "I killed the chariot and the hanged man, and it has nothing to do with him, you have the ability to rush!" I come……"

Saved me many times in a row, this time...it's my turn to save you.

……

……

Unaware of her anxiety and panic, at this moment Yang Yi was sitting quietly at the dining table in the restaurant, looking at the old man in front of him, his muscles all tensed up.

This one, who appeared suddenly when he was beheading the hanged man, was holding a bowl of beef noodles. He didn't make any excessive movements or speak. He simply sat across from him and ate his mouthful.

Although he didn't speak, the oppressive feeling on his body made him palpitate.

Disaster-level pinnacle...even stronger!
Absolutely surpassed anyone I've seen before, and I don't know how much stronger than the magician and Mr. Zhang.

Where did it come from?

Friend or foe?

Shocked, he lost control of the flying knife and fell to the ground.

However, seeing that the other party was not in a hurry to make a move, and ignored the hermit, he controlled the throwing knife and flew back.

No matter who he faces, this is his biggest hole card, otherwise, he will only be slaughtered unilaterally.

Oh oh oh!
There was a whimpering sound in the air, and the flying knife came to the sky, and just about to return to his palm, he saw the old man's arm stretched out.

Whoa!

For a moment, Yang Yi felt that he had lost contact with Longyi, and the next moment, he saw the latter landed in the other's palm, floating quietly, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free.

Scalp tingling.

I thought the opponent was very strong, but unexpectedly, I still underestimated it.

"I don't know why the old man stopped my weapon."

Unable to hold it any longer, Yang Yi asked.

Ignoring his inquiry, looking at the struggling blade, and putting down the chopsticks for eating noodles, the old man showed a slight smile: "This is Lao Chen's craftsmanship! I didn't expect to forge a weapon spirit. Yes, he is worthy of a generation of masters." call!"

Yang Yi frowned: "You... know Master Chen Nanyun?"

The old man nodded, as if lost in memory: "I've seen it once, it's been... 30 years! At that time, he was a well-known blacksmith master in China, and I asked him to help forge a weapon. I have to say, the craftsmanship is really good! Now It’s more than 80 years old, and I can still forge this thing for you, it seems that the ability is still the same as before..."

After finishing speaking, he picked up a blade casually and flicked it lightly, and the latter made a sound of "buzz!", like a dragon's chant.

"Did you find the [Wu Jin Jing] that forged this thing, or did Lao Chen get it?" The old man looked over curiously.

"Wu Jin Jing?" Yang Yi was puzzled.

"You don't know?" The old man frowned.

"You mean that black meteorite?" Yang Yi suddenly realized and told the truth.

After listening to the old man, he laughed: "You can buy this thing in the second-hand market, how lucky you are!"

"Wujin Jing is a kind of pseudo-world object, born in the fifth-level mirror world. Although it is not the strongest and sharpest metal, if it is used to forge weapons, it is difficult for anything to resist it except the world object. !"

Speaking of this, he took a careful look at the young man in front of him: "As expected of the person that the Mirror Administration Bureau has taken a fancy to... Luck, sometimes, is also a kind of strength."

Yang Yi: "You know me?"

Recognizing him but not doing anything, but chatting quietly with him, isn't it... an enemy?
The old man smiled, showing approval in his eyes: "Mirror Management Bureau, this institution that is only in legends, suddenly appeared in front of the world, so naturally we should pay attention to it. Don't worry, I have no malicious intentions, I just want to see the mystery that has never been revealed. , A special police officer suddenly appeared, what kind of appearance, at a glance, it is indeed excellent."

When he came, he deliberately let out his breath, and even grabbed the opponent's weapon. If it were someone else, he must have been flustered long ago, but this young man, with clear eyes and no panic in his eyes, just by this alone, surpassed the previous one. Met many people.

Yang Yi breathed a sigh of relief: "The old man is... from the Dragon Tiger Team?"

The old man said: "It can be said that it is, or it can be said that it is not. Wu Shizhe and others are all my juniors. The Dragon Tiger Team can be regarded as being founded by me."

"This……"

Yang Yi was shocked.

Captain Wu is already a catastrophe-level powerhouse. Combined with the lightning mutation ability, even a magician may not be an opponent. This one is actually an elder, and he founded the Dragon and Tiger Team...

Who is it?

The old man's eyes fell on Yang Yi's shoulder: "Although this leech of Suolongjing can devour strength and make people progress, don't rely on it too much, otherwise, it will be very troublesome!"

"You... can see it?"

Yang Yi was taken aback.

A leech is a state of a mirror body. He can't see it with the naked eye. He can only use the eye of reality. Magicians, priestesses and others can't see it, so they are attacked one after another...

This one can actually find out, it's too scary!
The old man said: "Not only can I see, but I can also see that your rapid improvement in strength has something to do with it..."

Yang Yi looked dignified and asked, "I don't know...what's the trouble?"

His understanding of the world was only from someone's introduction, so he didn't know the details. Since the other party could see it, he just asked about it.

The old man said: "With the help of the power instilled by leeches, people can make rapid progress, but... this is not self-cultivated, it must be a bit vain, and if you swallow too much, it will easily cause the foundation to become unstable. If you want to break through the disaster level, It will be even more difficult, and even become an obstacle.”

Yang Yi narrowed his eyes.

Some time ago, his mental power reached 99999 catties, but unfortunately he didn’t feel the disaster level at all. This morning, with the help of leeches, his physical body also reached this level. He also didn’t know how to break through. In desperation, he activated the unreal energy points.

Is it because of this thing?
Letting out a breath, Yang Yi clasped his fists together: "I don't know how to break through the disaster level, and I hope the seniors can give me some guidance!"

The old man said: "Since the disaster level involves the spirit, it naturally needs to be sharpened. The edge of the sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. Just like these blades, if they are simply crafted without polishing, can they be so sharp?"

"As for sharpening the spirit, it's complicated. It needs to resonate between the spirit and the body to make the spirit sharper, with the desire and will to destroy everything. To put it simply, it's just two words... Faith!"

"You can become a police officer of the Mirror Management Bureau, and you already have faith. Unfortunately, part of it has been taken away by the power of thought, and it has become less pure. Therefore, it is more difficult to break through than ordinary people!"

Yang Yi was stunned.

Seeing that he was puzzled, the old man continued: "Thinking power is the continuation of thinking, and it is part of the spirit itself! If belief is compared to a reservoir, thinking power is a valve that keeps flowing, and it is always open. How can the reservoir be full? ? Just like some monks who practice closed-mouth meditation, once they open their mouths, all previous efforts will be wasted..."

Hearing this metaphor for the first time, Yang Yi was speechless.

However, what the other party said made sense.

Breaking through from the horror level to the catastrophe level is the accumulation of mental power to the limit... It is naturally difficult to succeed if a part of the mental power is dispersed.

"what should I do?"

After a moment of silence, he asked.

The old man stroked his beard: "Do you know how I broke through to the disaster level?"

Yang Yi: "I would like to hear the details."

The old man said: "I have participated in the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea, and I have seen it with my own eyes. Countless people continue to persevere...Knowing that they may not be opponents, knowing that it is difficult to defeat, but not the slightest fear, this is faith, this is the most steadfast spirit , I rely on this power, from the beginning of cultivation, the whole journey is like a broken bamboo, without the slightest shackles!"

Yang Yi nodded.

The older generation who were able to participate in the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea all had firm beliefs and were not afraid of death or sacrifice. Compared with them, I was indeed much worse.

"You have such strength at your age, which is already very good!"

The old man smiled: "However, it is not impossible to improve quickly."

Yang Yi: "I still hope that senior will give me some advice!"

The old man said: "It's actually very simple. I have two methods here. First, experience life and death, joys and sorrows in the true sense, so that your beliefs will be firmer, and you must look at your heart...Of course, this is my method, and it may not be suitable for you. .Second, go to the Mirror Research Institute. There are special testing tools here, which can visualize spiritual power to the decimal point, and you can use these tools to find a path that suits you."

Yang Yi nodded, with gratitude in his eyes: "Thank you for your guidance, I don't know how to call you senior!"

"Just call it!"

The old man smiled and stood up: "I came here to kill the magician. I saw you couldn't help but chat a few words, okay! Let's talk nonsense. I hope you can find your own way as soon as possible." , break through as soon as possible..."

call!
At the end of the voice, his body swayed and disappeared before his eyes. Yang Yi swept away with all his strength, but found that there was nothing, and he had already left his sight.

Whoa!

At this moment, Long Yi, who had been struggling non-stop, fell to the table, making a series of crisp sounds.

"belief……"

After reassembling the flying knife into a ball, Yang Yi also walked out.

Before, I was a little confused about the disaster level, thinking that as long as the strength is enough, I understand now that it is not that simple!
It takes a lot of faith...

It's just, where can I find this thing?
By the way, I can cut emotions, can I... separate the personality of firm belief?

Once successful, is it easy to break through?

(End of this chapter)