That’s a witch snake staff.
The wind soul has come to avoid a good back and abruptly endured the sneak attack of Wu Luo’s snake staff. Fortunately, Wu Luo is good at witchcraft but has not cultivated any true qi. Although the wind soul has been hit by him, it can still struggle to support it.
But he managed to control the decline of his body and bumped into the fire.
Ling Ning quickly controlled the fire to avoid it.
However, the middle yellow and white gas rushed into her chest, and the fire suddenly spread, which caused the gorge to collapse and several rocks and stones fell together, while the god Wu Luo quickly flew in.
The dark clouds in the sky stopped rolling, but the earth rumbled like an earthquake.
On both sides of the gorge, the wind soul and the spirit are continuously collapsed and buried.
The gods stood in the sky, and Wu Luo said coldly, "Those two people have fallen into the tripod furnace, and most of the treasures have been formed. You immediately take people to dig this land for me …"
He didn’t finish, but there was a loud bang.
A black crack rushes out of the ground and sucks everything it touches. Although the God Fool flashes fast, Wu Luo is sucked in with many gods.
The surrounding dark clouds were involved in the blue sky, and it was like being split in half. The earth cracked a deep giant mark, as if Xingtian, the ancient god of war, reappeared and split it.
The crack slowly disappeared, followed by two people flying out of the ground.
The wind soul is still holding the spirit condensate and covered in dust.
Ling Ning is surprisingly clean. She holds a mirror with a light in her hand.
This mirror has a golden side, a silvery white side and a yellow side, which is like the sun. When it is gently shaken, it shines brightly, but the white side is like the moonlight, which quietly overflows the ice.
God fool, of course, saw that the mirror was the treasure refined by the wind and soul, and he was pleasantly surprised and immediately flew over to grab the treasure mirror.
Ling Ning, however, flashed the yellow mirror, and the gods felt a pain in their eyes and eyes. Nothing could see the body clearly, but it was as hot as being burned by flames.
When he came to his senses, the wind, the soul and the spirit had already disappeared.
The spirit of the wind hid in a cave and looked at the mirror.
The yellow side exudes warm air, while the silvery white side has cold tentacles, while those crystal sands form the edge of a beautiful mirror with inlaid patterns.
The more Ling Ning watched it, the more she liked to hold her silver face in her hand. When the wind soul took the treasure mirror, she still sipped her mouth and looked sad.
The wind and soul see the golden face with red light and silvery white face, and the cold heart is already aware that they and the gods and fools have guessed wrong. The treasure mirror has not been formed at that time, not to make the spirit coagulate the flesh, but to absorb some mysterious cold from her body.
It is made of Xuanyuan brick and Xuanhan jade. When refining, it absorbs Candle dragon from the fire. However, the cold yin of Xuanhan jade itself has been transferred to the spiritual condensate, and this precious mirror coincides with Taiji Road without that cold yin.
The wind soul shines a beam of light around the golden face, but it shines out the scene outside the cave far and near. The Xuanyuan brick originally had this function, but this treasure mirror shines deeper and farther and has a wide range of levels.
The wind soul will shine away the silvery white side again, but although there is a faint moonlight shining around, there is no change. When the wind soul sees this moonlight, it is faint and unpredictable, and it is necessary to get white for a while.
Wind Soul said, "Let’s give it a name."
Ling Ningxi said diligently, "Just call it Ling Ningjing."
Pour …
The wind soul coughs a dry cough. "This precious mirror has a yin side and a yang side, which obviously coincides with the binary road. Let’s call it a mirror of yin and yang."
Ling Ning said unhappily, "It’s not as good as Ling Ning mirror."
Wind and soul sigh
When Red Line first worshipped his teacher, though she was stubborn, she never spoke to him. Later, when she gradually learned, it seemed that she was not as good as herself. Although she was close to him, she did not respect him as she did at first.
Ling Ning also seems to have a tendency to learn from her senior sister. A well-behaved and obedient girl has learned to play small after learning from her teacher.
Am I not so dignified as a "master"? The wind soul wants to see the sky.
Ling Ning didn’t think so much. She had taken the mirror and combed her hair while looking in it.
It seems that whether this precious mirror in her eyes has the wonderful roots of other immortals means that it should have the function of body "mirror".
Chapter 50 Looking forward to the mountains
The wind soul came to Jiwang Mountain with Ling Ning.
I hope that the mountain is surrounded by scorched earth roots, which is not like a place to hide, but since Mrs. Sakura said that Shi Daoxuan was hiding here with the remnant demon rebels, it would not be false.
Jiao Ren clan’s teacher Daoxuan had a secret alliance to fight against the glorious Buddha’s wind and soul, and entered a stone forest according to Mrs. Sakura’s instructions. There was a pool of stagnant water in the stone forest, which was dark and dirty.
A small pile of stones was placed by the wind soul pool and then walked out of the stone forest to wait
Ling Ning’s mirror of Yin and Yang shines in the dark, and I have already seen that people have been secretly observing them since they came here.
A crow flew over and spat, "Are you waiting for someone?"
Wind Soul said, "Wind Soul, I, a female disciple, have come together to see Mr. Shi Daoxuan, and we are both malicious to Mrs. Yinghua from Yaohu, but we can prove it."
The crow said, "Come with me."
The crow flies far away, and the wind soul carries Ling Ning and follows it. They gradually enter a fog, and the crow cries out from time to time to wake them up.
Shi Lingning has been secretly shining on it with the mirror of Yin and Yang, but it is not called the wind soul and will not be lost.
The fog cleared and they came to a valley.
The crow stopped at a boulder and looked at the wind soul coldly. "Mr. Shi, there is nothing you can tell me."
Wind Soul took a faint look around. "We are entrusted to deliver an important thing to Mr. Shi. If Mr. Shi doesn’t want it, we should inform him that our horse will be away from such a big battle, but we can’t afford it."
I don’t know how many demons have been hidden in the valley and surrounded them tightly.
The crow flew forward and became a human figure. Although it was not tall, it was very strong. He looked at the wind soul and asked, "What is it?"
"I can’t say what it is now," said Feng Soul, "but I can tell you that it was entrusted to Mr. Shi by Sun Ling, the daughter of Shi Sun’s adult."
The man was dazed and dazed, and the demons in the dark also came to stir.
The humanitarian said, "Miss Lingxiu has long since left the demon spirit world. How can I believe that you are really entrusted by her?"
The wind soul said, "naturally, you don’t believe that if you say that our horses will leave."
The man looked at Feng Soul and Ling Ning carefully, and suddenly asked, "In recent days, Wupeng, Wuluo and Wugu among the ten witches have been killed one after another, which made Yaopo Tianzun furious and ordered people to search everywhere for those who killed them and killed Wupeng. But you?"
Wind Soul said with a wry smile, "Is that Wu Peng an old man who likes to serve the spirit of beasts?"