The function of 82 magic mirrors

Wang Fan woke up. He didn't know whether it was a hallucination or real just now, but he felt a little and found that the magic mirror was quietly in Dantian. He was happy. He saw Yuan Hong lying on the ground and didn't have time to think deeply. He woke him up and questioned him. Unexpectedly, he knew that he liked the colorful butterfly. Wang Fan naturally cheered him up.

Yuan Hong was very pessimistic. He was not optimistic about this unistic love. Fortunately, he was optimistic by nature. In a blink of an eye, he threw away that little sadness without a trace and said with a smile, "Yes, toad eats swan meat, haha! Not to mention this, our brothers should hurry up and search for it. If there is any treasure, hide it first, so as not to let the bastard surnamed Jiang find it again. I guess he will never give up.

"reasonable" Wang Fan pretended to answer, searching for the cave with him inch by inch.

After searching for a long time, naturally I didn't even find any clue.

"It's really strange. If there is no baby's shadow, there must be Li San's body. Why is it that even his ragged clothes are missing? That thing won't even eat clothes!" Yuan Hong was impatient and complained after looking for a while.

"I think we'd better hurry up. In case that thing wakes up later, we won't be saved."

Anyone who knows how to look for it will not find the baby, so he quickly asked him to leave here: "Let Jiang come to look for it. If you kill me, I won't take this risk."

Under his reminder, Yuan Hong also remembered the horror just now. He trembled all over his body, and his face changed. He even said, "Come on, come on, come on. Don't be scared to death when you see piles of corpses again."

Wang Fan's heart moved: "Is it the scene in the ancient hall that he sees? This is worth asking!" But now both of them are in shock, and naturally they are not suitable for exit.

Yuan Hong was familiar with the road. At that time, the two of them came out of the mine and came to the ground.

The moon has shifted, the stars have faded, and although the sky is still dark, there is a trace of light in the distance.

"It's going to dawn." Yuan Hong looked into the distance: "We stayed down there all night. It's really thrilling!"

Wang Fan also sighed and recalled the scenes of the experience, as if he was in a fantasy. If it hadn't been for the pain in his wrist, he really couldn't believe what had happened: "Although he has gone through hardships, it's not without gains. It's worth it!"

"Oh, Wang Fan and Yuan Hong?" At this moment, a figure suddenly crawled out of the mine and saw them shouting, "You two are not dead. How can it be?"

The person who came is Manager Jiang.

He was not familiar with the mine. At first, he only wanted to be farther away from the danger, so he walked more and more confused. He walked around the mine all night before he finally climbed out. After coming out, he saw Wang Fan and Yuan Hong at first sight.

"Illusion, hallucination, it must be an illusion." Manager Jiang was ragged and gray-faced, but he closed his eyes at the first time and muttered to himself, "They have been dead in the mine for a long time. What I see is hallucinations, illusions."

"You're just dead." Yuan Hong was a little unhappy and angry that he couldn't save his death. He was indignant for a moment, and he couldn't even care about the top and bottom. He scolded: "I'm very happy and happy."

"Are you two really?" Manager Jiang then believed, "You really escaped. Thank God, it's okay. That thing is too cruel. I wanted to restore my strength to save you, but the mine is like a maze. After looking for a long time, I haven't found a way back. Just come back, just come back, so I don't have to worry about it."

Yuan Hong breathed out of his breath, hummed, and wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Wang Fan: "Thank you for your relationship. We are lucky. We have been dead and resisted for a long time, and finally came back alive."

With the time of speaking, Wang Fan took a closer look and found that Jiang Guanshi's face was pale and very decadent. It seemed that he was seriously injured. He couldn't help but be happy and said secretly, "Okay, as long as you are in a hurry to heal the wound, I can hide it for a few more days. When the magic mirror is integrated with my treasure, no one can see the clue."

Sure enough, as he wanted, Manager Jiang frowned and looked exhausted: "Okay, okay, you all have a rest. I'll go back to have a rest. I've been busy all night. It's really tiring." With that, he turned around and walked away, and his footsteps staggered a little.

"This old man was seriously injured. He deserves it!" Yuan Hong also saw it and said gloatingly, "The retribution is not good. It makes you run faster than a rabbit, hehe."

He muttered in a low voice, breathed evil, and was full of comfort: "It's good. It's comfortable. Go back to sleep well. A happy day is coming again."

Wang Fan is also very happy, but he can't be as helpless as he is. He can't help laughing and say, "Go back and have a rest. Don't talk nonsense about this. Just be happy in your heart. Don't let everyone know it."

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As soon as he woke up, it was already dark. Wang Fan stretched out and wanted to moan comfortably, but he remembered the magic mirror. Listening carefully, there was no one left and right. As soon as his heart moved, he wanted to take the mirror out of Dantian.

All the original magic weapons are connected with the owner's mind. Unlike ordinary magic weapons, they need to be slightly brewed before offering, which is also the advantage of the original magic weapon.

Although the Taoist magic mirror was hidden into his Dantian for no reason, it was also his original magic weapon. But what surprised him was that his heart had moved several times, and the Taoist magic mirror still did not respond.

"What's going on?" He felt it carefully and did see a simple mirror in Dantian: "Should it be injected with spiritual power?" He thought about it, so he ran the spiritual power and wrapped the magic mirror and pulled it out.

Just as he was thinking about giving up, the magic mirror suddenly moved. He was overjoyed and continued to work hard. It took most of the day to hold it in his hand breathlessly.

"Is it because my cultivation is too low that I can't command it?"

He was puzzled, but he was secretly happy. Even now he was still confused about what happened last night, but the baby did get it. "The rest are nonsense. Only getting the baby is the king."

He shook his head away from his meaningless thoughts and turned to study the use of the magic mirror.

"The front makes people enter the Tao, and the reverse makes people enter the magic." He thought: "That is to say, if I have positive assistance when practicing, I can quickly enter the realm of 'Taoist heart', and when facing the enemy, I can show the opposite side."

He thought about it, his hand slowly touched the front, and his eyes also looked at the smooth and round mirror. His heart suddenly calmed down, and his eyes slowly closed. The problems encountered in the past practice emerged one by one, as if they could be solved head-on.

He did not deliberately practice, but the spiritual power in his body ran like a storm. The wooden spiritual power ran for a week, and the fire spiritual power immediately followed, followed by earth spiritual power, golden spiritual power and water spiritual power, which turned out to be five kinds of spiritual power cycle.

"Spiritual power can be so circular!" He was surprised that he suddenly woke up from this selfless state of mind and felt comfortable all over. After only a few weeks of running, he felt that his spiritual power had grown quite well!

"The way of nature is to cycle the five elements and never stop. Is it the same in my body?" Although he still had doubts, he was overjoyed, like a penniless beggar, and suddenly found that there was infinite treasure in front of him. "Okay, okay, if you continue to practice like this, you will achieve great success one day."

If it were anyone who practiced five layers of qi, he certainly did not dare to imagine that there would be a great success on that day, but Wang Fan's cultivation was low, and because of Ling Xiaoge's intentional concealment, he knew very little about the matter of cultivation. The so-called ignorant person is fearless, and it is exactly like him.