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Chapter 114: The Artifact Has a Spirit


Yan Fanghui is now very unhappy.

Yunluo's secret realm has been opened more than thirty years in advance.

He has been reborn for only a few months and is not fully prepared.

Even though he had an extra lifetime of memories, those old monsters above the stage of becoming gods had not gained much since they had been in and out of Yunluo Secret Realm several times.

Even if he had an extra lifetime of experience, he didn't think he could get it.

Enough of the benefits.

What's more important is that the opening time of Yunluo's secret realm does not match the time in his memory.

Is the memory of his rebirth Zhuang Sheng Mengdie or the evil demon's conspiracy against Jiuyi Sect?

Are the things he insists on true or false?

He thought of those Wei clan members who died miserably, and showed an indifferent smile.

The sinister look in his eyes made people shiver at first sight.

Whether true or false, now that he has taken this step, he can never look back.

What's the point of worrying about it.

What Wei Lin can get, he can also get However, the way of heaven is really partial.

He has been practicing since he was a child and poured countless resources from Jiuyi Sect into his body.

It took more than two hundred years to reach the golden elixir stage, while Wei Lin was able to reach this level in just a few decades.

In such a situation, his arrogant junior sister also looked at him differently.

The opening of Yunluo's secret realm this time was also because Wei Lin was desperate, so Tiandao came to protect him.

It's really partial.

The senior brothers around him all took a few steps to the side.

The senior brother has become a little weird since he returned from training.

If it hadn't been for the headmaster's confirmation that the elder brother's spirit and body were in perfect harmony, the disciples of the Jiuyi Sect would have thought that he had been snatched away.

Junior sister Wen Yin frowned and asked politely, "Senior brother, I'm just a small casual cultivator.

Why do you care so much?

You should move forward quickly and don't let this opportunity go to waste."

This is also the opinion of all the disciples.

The senior brother seems to be possessed by a man, chasing the Qi-training casual cultivator all the way, staying away from the planned route within the sect several times.

If this continues, I am afraid it will delay the master's business.

At that time, no one could afford to suffer.

Yan Fang grinned back, looked at the junior sister who was dressed in blue like mountain snow, and smiled softly, "Just what the junior sister said."

His sullen eyes once again looked at the restriction not far away.

The aftermath of the true energy was splashed with a few drops of bright red blood.

Under the influence of the restriction, those few drops of blood quickly evaporated into nothingness.

Looking at this violent senior brother, a trace of contemplation flashed in Wen Yin's eyes.

The formerly stable and upright senior brother who was devoted to the Tao seemed to have changed overnight.

His cold and deep look was simply contrary to the true meaning of the Tao sect.

If this continues, I'm afraid the inner demons will be difficult to cure and the path will be cut off.

So, is it the devil’s fault?

Wei Lin naturally did not understand the thoughts of this pair of senior brothers and sisters.

He just felt that blessings and misfortunes were interdependent.

He had just received the benefits of Yunluo Secret Realm and immediately returned a large part of them.

It was just a hundred-year-old Huiliancao.

The people from Jiuyi Sect rushed forward with all their might as if they had seen a treasure from heaven and earth.

The stern monk in the lead looked at him as if he had killed his father and his enemy.

He was caught off guard and suffered.

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With one blow, the newly repaired meridians became unstable.

Fortunately, there was a restriction that shared part of the power for him, otherwise he would have ended up there.

He huddled in the corner, looked at the crimson door not far away, and showed a wry smile.

Sure enough, a big stick and a sweet date, isn't this compensation?

After he recovered, he slowly opened the door.

The moment he stepped into the door, he seemed to have stepped into another time and space, his mind was empty, and his body seemed to be missing a layer of shackles, but the soul and body that had already been combined were a little unstable.

He stabilized his weak body and walked to the altar step by step.

The vermilion door closed behind him, blocking all prying eyes.

The altar, which was full of dangers everywhere, allowed him to move forward.

The ferocious beast engraved on the altar looked at the weak human without blinking.

The ferocious aura came through the seal, and Wei Lin rose from the soles of his feet.

It was so cold that he shivered.

But just for a moment, the restrictions on the altar fluctuated, and the ferocious energy was blocked within the altar.

The originally spiritual ferocious beast instantly dimmed a lot, and the divine light in its eyes disappeared.

Wei Lin finally walked to the altar, in front of the mirror that penetrated the world.

That's the legendary micromirror

This is a simple mirror, with ancient Taoist texts engraved on the bronze mirror body, which seems to be the narrator's ancient deeds.

The blurry frame seems to be vaguely engraved with two ancient inscriptions, or the name of the caster.

The appearance of the Taiwei mirror is so simple, and it seems not as good as the bronze mirrors carefully polished by women in the boudoir, but the ancient and mysterious aura spreading on it makes people shocked at the first sight and dare not despise it.

This is the Taiwei Mirror.

According to rumors, it is a treasure that was born when the world first opened.

There are also rumors that it is a treasure that was sacrificed by the ancient powerful.

It is coveted, but it only exists in ancient records.

Today's cultivation Not many people in the world know about it.

Different from the colorful magic weapons practiced by today's cultivators, the Taiwei Mirror has always looked like this.

There was a blur on the clear mirror, and the scene in the hall was not revealed.

Wei Lin, who is familiar with the original work, knows that this is his true face, and there is no meaning of the treasure concealing itself.

He had already studied the plot of the original novel thoroughly, and the descriptions in Taiweijing were not even as good as those in the original novel.

He touched his nose and sighed, "It's really shabby."

The mirror above the altar vibrated slightly, as if to protest his disgusted words.

Wei Lin curiously picked up the constantly vibrating mirror.

In the original work, this was the original owner's biggest golden finger, helping him to walk on the road.

A major support for the peak, I don’t know what will happen in his hands The blood that overflowed from his hands slowly penetrated the mirror surface along with his spirit, and thin blood-red lines slowly invaded the mirror body.

Traces of blood overflowed from Wei Lin's hands, making his already seriously injured body feel weak.

He quietly supported the altar and complained silently in his heart.

Sure enough, it was a familiar recipe and a familiar taste.

According to legend, He unexpectedly encountered the blood transfusion, but the amount of blood transfusion was still blood transfusion, I'm afraid it was a blood transfusion.

The mirror surface of the Taiwei Mirror is gradually occupied by blood light.

When the blood light fills the mirror surface, it is the time when the Taiwei Mirror recognizes its owner.

Wei Lin, who was vaguely conscious, was thinking casually, wondering what he looked like in the Taiwei mirror, whether it was the original Wei Lin or the current Wei Lin.

According to legend, the Taiwei Mirror has the ability to illuminate the nine heavens and ten earths.

It can illuminate the essence of worldly affairs and find the true face of a cultivator.

It has a miraculous effect on cultivators who are trapped in inner demons.

If other monks knew that he was too subtle to recognize his master, it would definitely attract a lot of covetous attention.

Unfortunately, before his far-fetched dream could be finished, a sudden change occurred: