Dressed as a playgirl in the immortal world

Chapter 71 Red Ling Battle Mirror
Ni Sifeng saw his father come back and said that Ni Siqi had never been back, so he should have successfully entered Xiaoyaomen.

Moreover, my father had a good life in Wuji City. He had already cultivated to the level of Foundation Establishment Dzogchen, and recently became a fourth-rank spiritual talisman master.

Now the supply of the talismans he draws is in short supply, not to mention that his two daughters are still disciples of Tianyun Sect, no one dares to trouble him, so they live a prosperous and peaceful life every day.

Knowing that her father is doing well, Zhuzhu feels at ease.

Only then did I have time to study Baiji's storage ring.

Since the owner is dead, the imprint of spiritual consciousness on the ring has dissipated.

This ring is equivalent to an ownerless thing, anyone can detect it with the spiritual sense.

Unexpectedly, there is a lot of space in the storage ring, which is as big as ten storage bags.

Inside were dozens of middle-grade spirit stones and two top-grade spirit stones, more than a dozen bottles of first-grade to fourth-grade elixir, a few third-grade to fourth-grade talismans, two spare clothes and a palm-sized water chestnut flower. Small bronze mirror.

This Baiji is much richer than himself.

Among other things, these two high-grade spirit stones alone made Zhuzhu's heart flutter.

It's just that she was curious why a big man put a bronze mirror in his storage ring.

To be honest, even a female nun doesn't have the habit of carrying a mirror with her.

Could it be that this guy is a pervert? Thinking of the scene of Bai Ji drawing eyebrows and smearing fat in front of the bronze mirror, Zhuzhu couldn't help shivering, and goosebumps fell all over the floor.

I didn't expect this guy to die and still disgust himself.

Zhuzhu held back her nausea, and took out Baiji's clothes and bronze mirror and put them in the stove to burn.

The fire is the demon fire spit out by Huahua, which is comparable to the spiritual fire on the monk with the root of fire.

So the two sets of vestments were quickly burned to ashes, but the bronze mirror was still lying in the furnace in good condition, and even the few gemstones inlaid on it were intact.

"what's the situation?"

Zhuzhu waited for the flame to go out, reached inside and took out the bronze mirror.

In the end, a ruby ​​inlaid on the back of the bronze mirror cut his finger.

This gem is so sharp?
She is now a person who has practiced body training, and her physical strength is no worse than that of a foundation-building cultivator. Even a second-order magic weapon cannot pierce her skin without spiritual power.

It was actually scratched by a gem used for decoration on a bronze mirror.

Zhu Zhu turned over the copper mirror in surprise, wanting to see what was happening on the back.

Unexpectedly, I saw an even more surprising scene.

The gem that cut through her fingertip actually absorbed the drop of blood flowing out of her fingertip, and formed a blood bond with her automatically.

So, this bronze mirror is actually a magic weapon?

Before Zhuzhu came back to her senses, a strong suction suddenly came from the bronze mirror.

Zhuzhu felt dizzy and top-heavy before she had time to react, and she was sucked into the bronze mirror...

Huahua, who was left alone outside the bronze mirror, watched this scene in astonishment.

Was it dazzled, and its owner was actually eaten by the bronze mirror?

Huahua was stunned for a moment, then rushed to the bronze mirror angrily, opened her mouth and bit the bronze mirror hard, "humming, humming", wanting the bronze mirror to release its owner.

Unexpectedly, the suction came from the bronze mirror again, even Huahua was sucked into the bronze mirror...

"boom--"

With a loud noise, a large piece of red sand was raised.

After a while, a slender figure struggled to get up from the red sand.

"Bah bah bah..."

Zhuzhu spat out a mouthful of red sand, and was just about to look up to see what was going on, when she heard Huahua's familiar shrill scream above her head.

Then there was another loud bang, and Zhuzhu who had just stood up became Huahua's human flesh cushion, and was slammed into the red sand by it again and passed out.

When she woke up again, she felt her face was wet, and then saw Huahua's huge pig's head right in front of her eyes, sticking out her tongue to lick her face.

It turned out that Huahua knew that she had done something wrong and knocked her master unconscious, so she had to use this flattering method to wake up Zhuzhu.

Zhuzhu sat up helplessly, and wiped off the saliva on her face.

Seeing that her master had woken up, Huahua threw herself into Zhuzhu's arms excitedly, but with too much force, she pushed Zhuzhu into the red sand with another "bang".

"Flower—"

Zhuzhu spit out the sand again, her voice was a little helpless, Huahua now weighs six or seven hundred catties, and most people really can't bear its weight.

Huahua hummed guiltily, lying on the ground, not daring to move any more.

"This is……"

Zhuzhu stood up and looked around, there was red sand everywhere, with a size of [-] acres, and the surrounding area was covered with white mist, and it was hard to see where the way out was.

She tried to walk to the edge of the white mist, and stretched out her hand to see if she could pass through the white mist, but the white mist instantly condensed into a solid wall, blocking Zhuzhu's outstretched fingers.

Zhuzhu took another foot to step over from below, but was still blocked by the white mist.

Therefore, she and Huahua can only move about in this red sand field.

Is this the space in the Linghua copper mirror?

What kind of magic weapon is that bronze mirror? Why can it suck people in, and not only that, it also sucks in her demon pets.

Then how do they get out?

If you can't find a way, wouldn't you be stuck here for the rest of your life?

I remembered that I had finally entered the inner sect, worshiped a good master, and had just embarked on the right track of cultivating immortality, but was sucked into the magic weapon by an inexplicable magic weapon.

Who can find her here, let alone think that she is in a bronze mirror!
Then wouldn't she be stuck here for the rest of her life?

Can't we let her cultivate a fairy smoothly?

"Jie Jie Jie Jie~~~"

Harsh and arrogant laughter suddenly came from above.

Zhuzhu's mind tightened, she blocked Huahua behind her and looked up at the sky.

Since she woke up just now, she has been vigilant for any movement around her.

But nothing was found, but the voice was very close to them.

It can be seen that the strength of that person's cultivation base is much higher than his own.

Although I haven't seen anyone laughing yet, but laughing so obscenely, I guess he is not a good person.

"Who is it?" Zhuzhu asked loudly, "Hide your head and show your tail to pretend to be mysterious, why don't you show up and see?"

"Jie Jie Jie Jie~~~"

The voice of magic laughter got closer and closer after Zhuzhu questioned.

It seemed to be ringing in Zhuzhu's ear, but she still couldn't catch the figure of the other party, and couldn't perceive its direction.

"I waited for more than 3 years, and finally someone came in."

The devil's laughter finally stopped, and a hoarse and dull voice came, which turned out to be the voice of an adult man.

3 years?

It has only been 1 years since Tian Yunzong was founded.

This man actually lived for more than 3 years!
Is that human being?
"Of course I am a human being."

That voice sounded displeasure again, unexpectedly knowing exactly what Zhuzhu was thinking.

Zhuzhu was taken aback, she cleared all the messy thoughts in her head, and didn't dare to think about anything.

"But I'm not considered a human—" Who would have thought that the person's tone changed, and his tone became much lower, "I am just a lonely soul trapped in the red rhombic mirror, and I was forced to become this Only the spirit of the red rhombic mirror survived."

Artifact?

This bronze mirror also has a weapon spirit?

What grade magic weapon is it?

According to Zhuzhu's knowledge, only innate magic weapons above the ninth rank can give birth to weapon spirits, but not every one can give birth to them.

The right time, place and people are indispensable.

Possessing the Spirit of Artifact, it means that this bronze mirror is also an innate world-class Spirit Artifact at the very least.

Where did Bai Ji, a monk who just established the foundation, get this bronze mirror?

"You're talking about that wasteful foundation-building male cultivator from before?" Hong Lingjing Qi Ling snorted coldly, knowing exactly what Zhu Zhu was thinking.

"Because of my excessive killing karma more than 3 years ago, I was calculated by the children of the Heavenly Dao. I failed to pass the Ascension Thunder Tribulation, and my soul was scattered by the Ascension Thunder Tribulation. Fortunately, a ray of remnant soul entered the red water chestnut that I carry with me." Only in the mirror was he able to escape.

Then it fell into the mountains here with Hong Lingjing for more than 3 years. In order to preserve this remnant soul, I had to devour the original artifact spirit of Hongling Mirror and become a new artifact spirit, and then I have been waiting for the fate Someone picked up this mirror.

That useless male cultivator dug out the red rhombic mirror when he was digging. Although he was able to see the light of day again with the help of him, this guy's aptitude is too poor and he has too many distracting thoughts. For a long time, the Hongling mirror was not regarded as a treasure, but was used as an ordinary mirror.

Just when I thought I was going to spend hundreds of years in the hands of this useless male cultivator, I didn't expect him to be killed by you, and you are much stronger than that useless male cultivator, and you actually formed a blood pact with Hong Lingjing... In the Hongling battle mirror. "

So is this a good thing or a bad thing?
Zhuzhu doesn't think that a person whose killing karma is so heavy that he can't even see the way of heaven can be a good person?
In the same way, can it be a good thing to enter here?
When it comes to opportunities, Zhuzhu never insists, if there is one, she will follow it, if not, she will not complain.

　Thanks for the monthly ticket of [La 80], and the reward of [Moon Leng Han Xing]!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)