Mass Transmigration: I Have an Armory

Nanfeng was somewhat resistant to the magic weapon, the Mother-and-Child Mirror.

Because this thing was most likely made by Sikong Boxue.

What good shit could that guy come up with? Nanfeng could figure it out with the back of his head. He definitely wanted to hypnotize the whole world through the Mother-and-Child Mirror.

Of course, Sikong Boxue at this stage did not have such strength.

Even if he joined forces with the Dream God Suoyana, it would not work.

The Dream God needed to build 4 bell towers + 1 dream tower to barely make the whole city of Liuyun City dream.

Want to hypnotize the whole world? It is estimated that we have to wait until Suoyana returns to the level of the Creator God.

"Su Zeran, try not to carry the mirror with you, it's very dangerous." Nanfeng said in a deep voice, "This is a thing made by Sikong Boxue. He might be able to hypnotize you through this mirror."

Su Zeran was slightly startled and threw the mirror aside: "Is it so exaggerated? I asked the Tang family's masters to check it. There is nothing wrong with this mirror."

"It's better to be careful. Anything related to Sikong Boxue is not a good thing."

Nanfeng walked forward, picked up the mirror and looked at it for a moment, then opened it.

Su Zeran: "Didn't you say that this mirror is very dangerous?"

Nanfeng: "I'm not afraid. A real man should have the courage to face fear."

Su Zeran: "..."

In the mirror, a picture soon emerged: a pale woman, staring at Nanfeng with big eyes.

"What the hell?"

Nanfeng was shocked. Why did this thing start playing horror movies as soon as it was opened?

"Let me see..." Su Zeran leaned over and took a look at the image in the mirror, and was also shocked.

There is a female ghost in this mirror!

When Nanfeng was about to smash the mirror with a punch, the woman in the mirror spoke.

"Okay, everyone, now we have laid the base color and are ready to start makeup. First, let's draw eyeliner..."

The woman in the mirror picked up a thin eyebrow pencil and put on makeup in front of the mirror.

Nanfeng and Su Zeran looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

OK, the misunderstanding was resolved. This is a beauty mirror owner.

Not a female ghost.

Nanfeng couldn't help but sigh: "The world is developing so fast. I stayed in the forest for three months, and the live broadcast was made for me."

Su Zeran nodded: "We, the billions of Blue Star people, will definitely bring great changes to this world."

Su Zeran took the sub-mirror and began to select a channel.

The picture in the mirror kept flickering, and finally stopped at a crowded square.

"Here it is, the capital of the Falling Sun Empire!" Su Zeran stopped selecting channels and put the mirror on the table. "Today, many mirror owners are broadcasting live in the capital. The coronation ceremony of the new emperor is about to begin."

Nanfeng looked at the picture in the mirror and frowned slightly, saying, "What's wrong with this mirror owner? He is standing so far away, and there are heads all in front of him. He can't see anything."

Su Zeran shrugged, "The conditions are limited, so I'll just make do with it."

Nanfeng: "That won't work. I have requirements for broadcasting live. Who can see it from so far away? Change the channel and find a mirror owner who is closer."

"Okay..."

Before the coronation ceremony began, Su Zeran quickly switched channels and soon found a mirror owner with an excellent view.

Nanfeng: "Okay, this one is in the front row, VIP seat, it's him."

In the picture, this mirror owner was standing in the front row of the central square of the imperial capital, and could see the entire square clearly.

The conversations around the mirror owner were also transmitted to Nanfeng's ears through the sub-mirror.

"Why hasn't the coronation ceremony started yet?"

"It's almost there, it'll start in two or three minutes."

"Have you heard? The new emperor, Di Qi, was originally a useless person in cultivation. He was only level 18 when he was 30 years old. He was the least talented among the many princes."

"But in recent months, he seems to have opened up, his cultivation has skyrocketed, and he has jumped to level 40."

"The old emperor, who was seriously injured, chose to pass the throne to him."

"Really? It took only a few months to go from level 18 to level 40? Are you kidding?"

"It's true. I have a cousin who is a maid in the palace. She told me so herself."

In the city lord's mansion, Nanfeng frowned slightly.

There's something wrong with this new emperor...

It took only two or three months to break through from level 18 to level 40? Isn't this faster than the upgrade speed of 99% of the chosen ones?

It's too problematic.

"The coronation ceremony has begun!" In the mirror, the mirror owner suddenly pointed forward, "Look, the one wearing the unicorn robe who walked out of the imperial palace, you are the new emperor!"

Nanfeng and Su Zeran looked into the mirror at the same time.

The new emperor exuded a kingly aura all over his body. He put his hands behind his back and walked step by step to the high platform in the central square.

He will complete the coronation ceremony here, witnessed by all the people in the imperial capital!

Nanfeng stared at the somewhat blurred face in the picture and was secretly shocked.

This face is 70% similar to the old emperor, but this is not what Nanfeng was surprised about. After all, it is normal for a son to look like his father.

What surprised Nanfeng was that the eyes of the new emperor were exactly the same as those of the old emperor.

That look of looking down on the world is something that ordinary people can't imitate at all.

"This is not right..."

Time goes back to three months ago.

After the battle in Liuyun City, the Emperor returned to the Imperial Capital as quickly as possible with Tianyuan and the dead Diyuan.

In this battle, the Emperor was seriously injured, and even his life-long divine weapon was almost snatched away by the God of Dreams.

After returning to the Imperial Capital, he immediately began to retreat to consolidate the contract between him and the [Mirror of Dreams].

After retreating for half a month, the Emperor finally stabilized the [Mirror of Dreams] and adjusted himself to the peak state.

"God of Dreams... I always feel that you haven't used your full strength..."

In the secret room, the Emperor looked at the [Mirror of Dreams] floating in front of him with cold eyes.

During this half-month retreat, his brain was constantly reviewing the battle in Liuyun City.

He always felt that at the last moment, the God of Dreams could have snatched the [Mirror of Dreams] away, but she didn't do so.

"Is there any other use for me? Then you will be disappointed. I have never been a pawn of others."

The emperor began to think about how to get rid of the control of the dream god, or even kill the dream god.

At this time, footsteps were heard outside the secret room, and then he heard Tianyuan's old voice: "Emperor, Tianyuan wants to see you."

"Teacher, please come in."

The emperor waved his hand, and the door of the secret room was opened.

The white-haired old Tianyuan walked in with a hunched body.

After self-destructing his life-defining magic weapon, Tianyuan's level dropped directly to level 39, and his life span was almost over.

The emperor hurriedly stood up and said: "Teacher, I will open the royal treasury and let you re-contract a life-defining magic weapon."