The suddenly raised voice frightened the ghost doll, and it jumped up quickly, "You scare ghosts!"
Zhang Zheng ignored it and stared at the small mountain-like petals with bright eyes.
I almost forgot, mirror image, mirror image... as the name suggests, it needs a carrier.
She had no talent for formations, but she had suffered so many losses from formations. She hated it and read all the books on various formations recorded in the library, so that she could deal with them when she was trapped by formations again.
If it knows more, it will naturally be easier to break formations, know itself and the enemy, and be able to fight without danger.
According to the records in the book, the carrier of the mirror image is usually a magic weapon refined from the shape-taking gold and stone. Because the shape-taking gold and stone is difficult to find in the world, the cost is quite high. In today's world of cultivation, there are few formation masters who can set up the mirror image array.
However, the more powerful the formation master is, the less restricted the carrier he needs is. Even the formation master can use flowers, grass, fish, birds, and even dust as the carrier of the mirror image. This is the mirror image.
The real horror of shadows is everywhere and nowhere to be found.
Once the mirror image is damaged, the carrier should also collapse.
Zhang Zheng picked up a petal, so these special petals should be damaged mirror image carriers, or in other words, mirror image carriers that have been used.
But they have not completely disintegrated, and the width of the transparent edges on the petals are also different from each other. Some are extremely close to intact petals, so...
What force is repairing them?
"Click——"
There was a crisp sound of jade breaking, and crystal clear blood red and transparent powder fell from Zhang Zheng's open hand.
The ghost doll 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, and with a little force, the petals shattered again.
Zhang Zheng kept moving his hands while answering the ghost doll's question, "Don't worry, I don't know how to get out of here anyway, feel free to give it a try."
A small pool of crystal powder had accumulated in front of her. She looked meaningfully around the vast sea of ​​flowers, pursed her lips and said: "Tell me, since the soul can exist outside the body here, will there be any seniors staying here?"
Where is it?"
The ghost doll didn't know why. He scratched his big head with sparse hair anxiously and sat down on the ground. "I don't understand what you are saying. Apart from you and me, there is no ghost here."
Within a quarter of an hour, Zhang Zheng had crushed most of the petals on the ground. She raised her head and said, "Let's go find some more petals like this. It's better to break these petals into powder."
The ghost doll turned over and pretended to be deaf and mute until a threatening "huh?" came from his ears. Then he reluctantly got up, his bulging belly rose and fell greatly, and his cheeks were bulging, and he responded: "
knew."
Just as he dragged his feet and took a step, he saw a stream of light flying from the sky. The stream of light was getting closer and closer, and the ghost doll's eyes widened in shock.
"Oh, oh, don't go, don't go!"
The stream of light fell to the ground, and an old man with white hair and pale face squatted in front of the powder pile, staring at the crystal clear powder with distressed eyes.
Zhang Zheng stood up, bowed deeply, raised his hands and said respectfully: "I have met the old senior."
Seeing that people ignored him, Zhang Zheng did not straighten up and maintained this posture, explaining: "The junior knows that he is rude and hurts the efforts of the senior. Although it is a helpless move, the junior is willing to take responsibility and only asks the senior to
Senior can tell junior how to leave this place."
The gray-haired old man knelt on the ground, holding the powder in his hands, watching the powder slipping from his fingers, as ethereal and beautiful as a veil of mist, with a gray expression.
The old man stood up awkwardly. Before even looking at Zhang Zheng, he frowned and lectured: "You don't know how to be polite. Why do you call an old man a fairy?"
Zhang Zheng's lowered eyebrows jumped sharply, and he tentatively said: "Senior Fairy."
"Hey." The old man responded cheerfully, raised his hand slightly, and the soft wind rising from the ground lifted Zhang Zheng up.
"Huh?" The old man came close to Zhang Zheng's face and stared intently into her eyes. Zhang Zheng looked back with a gentle and calm expression, neither humble nor overbearing.
The old man withdrew his gaze, looked up to the sky, and laughed loudly, and it took a long time before he gradually subsided.
She said: "I didn't expect, I didn't expect that Old Man Shui's surname could be passed down for such a long time... It's really God's preference."
Zhang Zheng caught the word "water" in her mouth and realized something. Looking at her expression, it didn't look like she had any grudge against the "Old Man Shui" in her mouth, but rather like an old friend. He couldn't help but feel relieved.
.
It seems that this surname is not entirely a bad thing.
The old man sighed enough, turned to Zhang Zheng and asked curiously: "Little girl, what are the qualifications of this class of students in the village? Are there any good ones who can enlighten the Tao?"
Enlightenment? Where else in the village can anyone be enlightened...
Thinking of his teacher's sad comment about the fact that most of the students had stopped studying at the age of 12 and no one could concentrate on studying the Taoist scriptures, Zhang Zheng suddenly became depressed and answered truthfully, "Nowadays, students are not willing to study these things and they are unable to understand the Taoism."
man of."
"So..." the old man said thoughtfully, "How long will you live now?"
"Life spans to the end."
The old man sighed: "As usual, everything will turn upside down when it reaches its peak, and it will decline when it reaches its peak..."
She patted Zhang Zheng on the shoulder and comforted her warmly: "The village has been sheltered for a long time, and it has made us feel restless. Can you find a successor?"
Zhang Zheng was stunned. For some reason, she couldn't bear the thought of deceiving this old man. She just pursed her lips and said softly: "This junior does not want to find a successor."
"Really?" The old man's clear eyes looked directly at Zhang Zheng. Seeing that there was no timidity in her eyes, he laughed heartily, "Okay! The rotten things should be discarded decisively, and let the mud that has become a burden fall into the river.
alright."
The old man glanced at Zhang Zheng with admiration and said, "You are a smart person. I see that you are not from the village. How did you know about the sacrifice?"
Zhang Zheng was silent for a moment. She already understood that her husband deliberately let her discover the secret of his job, but she could not figure out why he would do this.
She said: "Sir, you are telling me this to the juniors."
The old man sighed: "You, sir, are also a smart man. What a pity..."
"That's all, you want to leave my mirror image, right?"
Zhang Zheng nodded, but caught a glimpse of the figure of Guiwa standing blankly with his back to her. He lowered his voice and said: "Senior Fairy, I don't want to kill Gui Sha. Is there any way to make Gui Sha re-enter reincarnation and return to the ghost world?"
boundary?"
"Of course, I have a salvation sutra here that can send him back to reincarnation. But if you want to use this salvation sutra, you must first cut off the connection between the corpse and it. This will damage your soul. What's more, I think you have already
Forming a blood contract with it and breaking the blood contract will damage the soul. The damage will be added to the damage, 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 smiled meaningfully, "Have you thought about it? If you kill the ghost doll, you will not only be able to leave this place safely, but you will also get a perfect
Beautiful baby."
Zhang Zheng didn't answer and asked instead: "If I don't kill the ghost, can I leave this place?"
The old man nodded, "Of course I can leave, but... if you don't kill the ghost, you won't be able to pass the level, and you won't get anything."
"Ghosts do many evil things and harm countless people. Is it necessary to abandon the treasure that is so easy to get for such a disaster? Your trip to this treasure hunting land was in vain, and you brought back irreparable injuries."
Now that he was able to leave, Zhang Zheng no longer worried too much and said firmly: "I also ask the senior fairy to grant the junior the sutra of salvation."
Chapter completed!