I climb the fairy ladder by farming

The suddenly raised voice startled the ghost doll, and jumped up quickly, "You scare ghosts!"

Zhang Zheng ignored it, and stared at the hill-like petals with bright eyes.

Almost forgot, mirror image mirror image... as the name suggests, it needs a carrier.

She doesn't have much talent in formations, but after suffering so many losses from formations, she hated to read all the classics in Zangshuge that recorded various formations, so that when she was trapped in formations again, she would be able to understand If it knows more, it will naturally be easier to break through, knowing itself and the enemy, and winning every battle.

According to the records in the book, the carrier of the mirror image is usually a magic weapon made of gold and stone. Because the gold and stone are hard to find in the world, the cost is quite high. Today, there are very few formation masters in the cultivation world who can set up mirror formations.

However, the more powerful the formation master is, the more unrestricted the carrier he needs, and even the master formation master can use a flower, a grass, a fish, a bird, or even dust as the carrier of the mirror image. The real horror of shadow is everywhere and no trace can be found.

Once the mirror image is damaged, the carrier should also be broken.

Zhang Zheng picked up a petal, so these special petals should be the mirror image carrier that has been damaged, or the mirror image carrier that has been used.

But they haven't disintegrated completely, and the width of the transparent edge on the petals is also different from each other, and some are very close to intact petals, then...

What power is repairing them?
"Crack-"

With a crisp sound of broken jade, crystal clear blood red and transparent powder scattered from Zhang Zheng's spread hands.

The ghost baby just lay down, then sat up and said in surprise: "What are you doing! Why are you crushing the petals?"

Zhang Zheng picked up another petal in his hand, closed his palms together, and with a little force, the petal shattered again.

The hands kept moving, while Zhang Zheng answered Guiwa's question, "Don't worry, I don't know how to get out of here anyway, so just give it a try."

The crystal powder had piled up in front of her, she looked around the vast sea of ​​flowers meaningfully, pursed her lips and said: "Tell me, since the soul can exist here, will there be any senior staying here?" What about here?"

The ghost doll didn't know why, scratching her big head with thinning hair anxiously, and sat down on the ground, "I don't understand what you are saying, there is no half ghost here except you and me."

Within a quarter of an hour, most of the petals on the ground had been crushed by Zhang Zheng. She raised her head and said, "Let's find some more petals like this. It's better to crush the petals into powder."

The ghost baby turned over and pretended to be deaf and dumb until a threatening "huh?" came from her ear, then she got up reluctantly, with her swollen belly rising and falling sharply, her cheeks puffed up, and said: " understood."

As soon as he dragged his feet and took a step, he saw a stream of light galloping from the sky. The stream of light was getting closer and closer, and the ghost baby's eyes widened in shock.

"Oh, oh, don't go, don't go!"

The streamer fell on the ground, and a pale-haired old man squatted in front of the powder pile, staring at the crystal clear powder with distressed eyes.

Zhang Zheng stood up, bowed deeply, cupped his hands and said respectfully: "I have seen the old man."

Seeing people ignoring him, Zhang Zheng didn't stand up straight, and maintained this posture, explaining: "The younger generation knows that it is rude and hurt the old senior's hard work. Although it is helpless, the younger generation is willing to take responsibility. I just ask the old man Seniors can tell juniors how to leave this place."

The gray-haired old man knelt on the ground, holding the powder in both hands, watching the powder slip from between his fingers, as ethereal and beautiful as a veil of mist, with a gray expression on his face.

The old man stood up awkwardly, and before he could take a look at Zhang Zheng, he frowned and taught him a lesson: "I don't know how to be polite, what kind of old man is called a fairy."

Zhang Zheng's lowered eyebrows twitched, and he said tentatively, "Senior Fairy."

"Hey." The old man responded cheerfully, raised his hand lightly, and the soft wind from the ground lifted Zhang Zheng up.

"Huh?" The old man leaned closer to Zhang Zheng's face and stared intently into her eyes. Zhang Zheng looked back neither humble nor overbearing, gentle and calm.

The old man withdrew his gaze, looked up to the sky, and laughed loudly, and it took a long time for him to calm down gradually.

She said: "I didn't expect, I didn't expect, that old man Shui's surname can be passed down for such a long time... It's really good fortune."

Zhang Zheng caught the word "water" in her mouth, and realized something in his heart. Looking at her expression again, it doesn't look like she has any enmity with the "old man water" in her mouth, but like an old friend from old times, and he can't help but breathe a sigh of relief .

It seems that this surname is not all bad.

The old man had enough emotion, and turned to Zhang Zheng to inquire curiously: "Little girl, what is the qualifications of this year's students in the village? Are there any good seedlings who can realize Taoism?"

Enlightenment?Is there anyone in the village who can understand the Tao...

Mr. Siji mentioned that most of the students were suspended from school for twelve years, and none of them could concentrate on practicing the Taoism. man of."

"So..." The old man said thoughtfully, "What is your lifespan now?"

"I'll live to the end of my life."

The old man sighed: "Everything is always the same, things will be reversed when they are extreme, and prosperity will be declining..."

She patted Zhang Zheng on the shoulder, and comforted her in a warm voice: "The village has been sheltered for a long time, so it's so sluggish to live in peace for a long time. Can you find someone to take over?"

Zhang Zheng was stunned. For some reason, she couldn't bear to lie to the old man, so she pursed her lips and said softly, "This junior doesn't want to find a successor."

"Really?" The old man looked straight at Zhang Zheng with clear eyes, and seeing that there was no timidity in her eyes, he laughed heartily, "Okay! The rotten things should be discarded decisively, and let the silt that has become a burden fall into the river All right."

The old man glanced at Zhang Zheng with admiration, "You are a smart person. I don't think you are from the village. How did you know about the sacrifice?"

Zhang Zheng was silent for a while, she already understood that the husband deliberately let her discover the secret of the job of the gentleman, but she couldn't figure out why the husband did this.

She said: "Mr. told the younger generation."

The old man said with emotion: "You are also a smart person, it's a pity..."

"That's all, you want to leave my mirror image, right?"

Zhang Zheng nodded, but his gaze caught sight of Guisha's back-to-her figure standing blankly. He lowered his voice and said, "Senior Fairy, this junior doesn't want to kill Guisha. May I ask if there is a way for Guisha to re-enter reincarnation and return to Guisha?" boundary?"

"Of course, I have a Sutra of Transcendence here, which can be sent back into reincarnation. But if you want to use the Sutra of Transcendence, you must first cut off the connection between the bones and it. This will damage your soul. Forging a blood contract with it, breaking the blood contract will damage the soul, and the damage will be permanent and irreversible."

The old man glanced at the back of the ghost doll not far away, his eyes trembled slightly, and he fainted with a meaningful smile, "Have you thought about it? If you kill the ghost, you can not only leave this place safely, but also get the ultimate treasure." Nice baby."

Zhang Zheng asked instead: "If this junior doesn't kill Guisha, might he leave this place?"

The old man nodded, "Of course you can leave, but... if you don't kill Guisha, you won't be able to pass the level, and you won't get anything."

"Ghosts have done a lot of evil and harmed countless people. Is it necessary to discard the treasure that is so easy to get because of such a disaster? You will come to this treasure hunting place for nothing, and you will bring back an irreparable injury."

Now that he was able to leave, Zhang Zheng stopped worrying too much, and said firmly: "I also ask the senior fairy to give the junior the Sutra."

The old man did not move, but continued to ask questions, "Maybe the old man knows why?"