252 begins to doubt

The first time the Taoist magic mirror was powerful was that when it was first discovered, a mortal miner died directly. Yuan Hong was deeply trapped in a fantasy and could not extricate himself. Then he carried out a fantasy **, which made the Jiang manager in the early stage of foundation construction seriously injured him. Later, he built a strange power in the inability to kill Feiyu Gate and swallowed it in one fell swoop. He couldn't eat the essence of his whole body, which left a deep impression on Wang Fan and regarded him as the ultimate killer.

But no matter how powerful it was, the Taoist magic mirror seemed to be passive, including after Lin Qinglang assassinated him, it began to rotate slowly, as if it was supplementing Dantian's shortcomings.

The sudden ripple this time is a rare active behavior, and it has always been a gentle and positive show of power. However, Wang Fan is not surprised by this. After being surprised, he observed quietly.

More and more ripples are emitted, but they disappear more and more slowly. Not too much time, the whole mirror is dense ripples, which look like waves fluctuate, like a lake that keeps blowing and wrinkled by the wind.

"Good boy, what's going on? What's the use of these sudden appearance of ripples? Is it related to the appearance of silver needles? Thinking of this, he stared more carefully and suddenly found that the silver needle trembled slightly, as if the leaves floating on the water were moving under the push of ripples.

"Is this all OK?" He couldn't help touching it with his hand again, and there was still no strange feeling. It was smooth, round and gentle, which made people couldn't help but immerse themselves in it: "When did the magic mirror have this function? I don't know how much I have. Although it's my original magic weapon, I don't know anything. I really don't know whether it's a blessing or a curse!"

He laughed at himself and found that the silver needle trembled more violently. Later, he even made a harsh sound. Although the sound was extremely small, his scalp was numb and his ears were painful. This was Wang Fan's great progress. In the past, he may have bleeding his mouth and nose and fainted to the ground.

"It's awesome. The magic mirror is amazing every time. If only it could be used against the enemy." He was excited again and thought to himself whether he could have a fight with Zhao Wei if the magic mirror was like an arm.

At this moment, the silver needle began to become smaller, as if the ice was melting, flowing out of silver **, and then penetrated into the magic mirror. Wang Fan quickly touched the back of the mirror with his hand, as usual, and there was no trace of **.

"These ** should be the material of the silver needle. They are all the essence after a thousand hammers. I don't know what it feels like to touch it?" He knew that the first step of the refiner, that is, the fusion of several materials, was to control different temperatures and turn the material into **. The temperature of ** was so high that even the refiner did not dare to touch it. At this time, because he dragged the magic mirror with his hand, he could not feel the change in temperature at all, so he wanted to touch it.

He did it as soon as he said. He carefully put his fingers on it, and he felt warm and soft, which was no different from other places in the mirror.

"It shouldn't be. Does the magic mirror also know phagocytosis and is devouring the essence of the silver needle?" He was shocked and suddenly felt reasonable. He quickly looked carefully and saw that all the ** flowing out were covered by ripples, and the whole silver needle was gradually surrounded by ripples.

It's a long story, but it's actually very fast.

Before long, the silver needle disappeared. Wang Fan put the magic mirror in front of him and looked carefully for a moment. He saw that there was nothing unusual except that the mirror seemed to be brighter, but it felt a little heavier, but it was not surprising that the silver needle was swallowed, and the weight of the two was of course added together.

"There must be some effect, right? That's a spiritual treasure. Even if it's a defective product, its refining materials are rare in the world!" But in the end, he was disappointed. The magic mirror was as clear as before, emitting a soft light.

"Is it because there is too little devouring?" He remembered the feeling when he swallowed the essence of old ginseng. He was comfortable all over, like drinking a glass of ice water on a hot summer day, and his comfortable pores trembled: "Maybe I should give it two more!"

He immediately took out the poison dragonfly double hook from Zhao Laosan and put it on the mirror like a silver needle. Although the poison dragonfly double hook was very big, he believed that the ability to devour the spiritual treasure silver needle with the magic mirror was just like playing.

Zhao Laosan's poisonous double hook is the best among the Zhongpin spiritual weapons. Although there are large cracks on the double hooks because of his death, its material has not changed, and it is still precious iron and copper essence. Of course, it is a little worse than the wolf tooth stick, but the wolf tooth stick is not his magic weapon. After his death, he was basically not affected. Wang Fan could use it flexibly after just sacrificing it. For this reason, the smelling rat was still full of opinions. It was not until Wang Fan took out a gathering elixir as compensation that the smelling mouse proudly got into the storage bag to sleep.

"If you can swallow the double hook, I will give you all the spiritual weapons except the mace." He muttered to himself, "Hurry up and devour it. There are still a lot waiting for you. The material of Lao Gao's machete is also good."

But the magic mirror did not move at all, and the dazzling ripples seemed to have never appeared.

Wang Fan waited for a long time and finally had to put away the double hooks decadently. What happened just now was like a dream, which was very illusory. No one would believe it, but the only evidence was that the Lingbao silver needle was missing.

"It seems that it is picky about food, and the bad one doesn't like it." He shook his head speechlessly: "Well, I'll get you something at the level of Lingbao when I'm free." After saying that, he felt that he was talking nonsense. What is the concept of Lingbao level? That's what Jindan monks want to get. It is said that even Yuanying old monsters are running around to have a high-quality Lingbao.

"I don't know if Zhao Feng has a spiritual treasure?" In his eyes, Zhao Wei is already a dead man. Under the calculations of Jin Xing and him, it is strange that Zhao Wei ignores this and loses the other. With Zhao Gu and Zhao Yi, he may not have to do it at that time. Of course, if there is a chance, he does not mind doing it.

While he was planning to design Zhao Fu, stewer Zhao was also touching his chin and meditating.

"Wang Laosan has changed too much. In the past, I was servile and deliberately greeted. Even after becoming a confidant of the prince, he has never shown arrogance. However, now he not only dares to scold Zhao Si and others in those years, but also does not miss his fear when communicating with me face to face. You know, I am a mid-building monk. It's one level higher than him."

"Does the stewman mean that there is something wrong with this person?" A man in black opposite him said coldly, "When he came in just now, I felt a little dangerous, so I didn't dare to explore it with my mind, but he really didn't find my existence. It seemed that it was indeed in the early stage of foundation building, and the prince asked me to identify the Venus head. It should be true, so Wang Lao San should have nothing. It's so skeptical."

"Second, some things can't be identified just by cultivation." Mr. Zhao shook his head helplessly: "I'm also very sad about the death of Lao San, Lao Ba and Lao Shi. Even if you have resentment in your heart, you should know what your task is. To be honest, although Mr. Zhao is smart and resourceful, he has not experienced many ups and downs, slightly rough, and is not clear about some things and people. This is also the reason why the senior management asked me to assist him, and you, as his final security, must figure out the details of his closest people, otherwise this task It is very likely to fail.

Zhao Laoer's face changed, and then nodded viciously: "In this case, I will follow Zhao Gou's concubine ceremony this time, so that I can observe it all the way."

"Okay, that's good." Manager Zhao nodded with satisfaction, and then sneered, "Of course it's best to be sure that it's Wang Laosan. If there is a major suspicion, you can cut it first and then play it. It's better to kill a thousand by mistake than let one go."

Zhao Laoer narrowed his eyes and suddenly smiled: "The stewary really suspects that he is not Wang Laosan, or does he want me to kill him? Don't forget, I'm only responsible for the prince. You're just my partner. Don't give me orders. After saying that, he ignored Mr. Zhao's gloomy face and then said, "In addition, please remember that I am not the last security security around the prince, but my eldest brother, Boss Zhao!"

Zhao wanted to sneer, but when he heard the name of Boss Zhao, his face suddenly trembled, and then he took a few breaths of breaths, and finally snorted coldly and shook his sleeves away.