In Lin Bai's hand, a simple bronze mirror was covered with green rust, and the mirror surface was also mottled, and the aura had already been lost, and I don't know how long it had been wasted.

Of course, Lin Bai collected the broken magic weapon, not for the aura in it, but for its material, he had already found that his short sword did not absorb the aura, but simply absorbed those special materials in the magic weapon.

However, Lin Bai cared so much about this bronze mirror, not because it had much effect on the short sword, but because there were some faint faint lines on this bronze mirror, which made his heart tremble.

At the beginning of the Lu family, he had killed a mysterious remnant soul stored in the jade pendant, and the six-character true recipe for breaking the demon was learned from the jade pendant.

And on the jade pendant, there are many patterns engraved on it, which are very similar to the patterns on this bronze mirror, as if they come from the same source.

Later, Lin Bai and the fake monk who ranked at the end of the crane on the top ten lists, the demon monk Xuanying, also had a fierce battle, and the fake monk and the female ghost in the jade pendant also seemed to have some kind of connection.

However, Lin Bai estimated that that fake monk was extremely not simple, and his current strength was probably already above the so-called Ten Uniques.

Jade pendants, fake monks, bronze mirrors...... Lin Bai's heart shook violently, this seemed to be an invisible line, connecting all of this in series, leading to a frightening secret.

Because of this, Lin Bai asked this person where this bronze mirror came from.

Opposite Lin Bai, there was a thin young man with a slightly pale complexion, who was suddenly a little nervous and cramped when he heard this, and glanced at an old man standing behind him.

The old man patted him on the shoulder and said, "Mr. Xia asked you, and you said that he would not be greedy for your things." ”

Only then did the thin young man say: "My grandfather and I live in the Western Xinjiang region, and this is what I picked up more than a year ago when I passed through the outer areas of the Kunlun Mountains, when it had just rained heavily, and I found this thing in a lightning crater. ”

Lightning craters?

Lin Bai's heart skipped a beat, his black tower was also found in a lightning crater under Kunlun.

"Kunlun...... What secrets are buried?" Lin Bai was full of emotions, Kunlun has been the ancestor of all mountains since ancient times, with endless legends, and only Mount Tai can compare with the mountains in the world.

Immediately, he suppressed these thoughts, no matter what secrets Kunlun had, it was obviously too far away from him.

Because even the mountains and rivers of Emei, Wudang or Wangwu Taihang have not been thoroughly explored now, and even Nie Baiyi is in these mountains and rivers, returning several times without success, and even injured.

Not to mention mountains like Kunlun, whoever dares to act recklessly now is definitely looking for death by himself.

"Which force are you from?" Lin Bai glanced at the young man and the old man behind him, and suddenly asked.

The old man smiled bitterly and said, "Old decay Chen Xingde, this is my grandson Chen Wenguan, who has been cultivating with a copy of the ancestral broken exercises, where is there any power." ”

"Oh?" Lin Bai touched his chin and said, "That's it, you give me this bronze mirror, and then give me a copy of your broken exercises, and I'll give you a bottle of ten Divine Concentration Pills, how about it?"

"Ten?" The two of them shook their bodies, and they both showed extremely excited expressions.

There was almost no hesitation, and the two of them immediately found a piece of paper, wrote down their broken exercises, and handed them to Lin Bai.

Lin Bai had such a vision now, he could know the truth at a glance, nodded and accepted it, and then handed over ten pills.

Under the jealous gaze of the people around him, Chen Wenguan's grandson quickly left this place and left the Mu family on the same day......

In the following time, Lin Bai didn't get anything useful, and the second day of the black market ended in a calm mood.

And this night, there is no more blind guy who comes to Lin Bai......

Early in the morning of the third day.

Everyone rushed to the black market hall early, because everyone understood that the real good things appeared on the last day.

And when Lin Bai arrived, he saw that someone had already ascended to the stage of life and death to gamble on treasures.

"Xia Mo, here!" As soon as he walked in, Wu Han and Mu Yiren waved in the distance.

Lin Bai suddenly walked over and asked, "What's the matter?"

"One person took a third-order fruit, and the other took a sword technique, and both of them were very confident in their own strength, so that's it. Wu Han introduced, pointing to the stage of life and death.

Whoa~

At this time, on the platform of life and death, a tall and thin middle-aged man was carrying a long sword, attacking forward, and one after another narrow sword rays shot out, faster than bullets, shooting small holes into the concrete ground of the platform of life and death.

Opposite him was a slightly younger young man, dressed in a black robe, who actually used the fist technique of Tai Chi, his face was extremely indifferent, no matter how fierce the opponent's attack was, he could take it and defuse it.

Both of them are grandmaster cultivators, but they have been going back and forth, so it's not lively.

"The young man is going to be unlucky, he will soon be unable to hold on. Wu Han shook his head and sighed lightly.

Mu Yiren also nodded, the young man's comprehension of the Tai Chi method was obviously flawed, and it seemed that he could resist it, but in fact, there were many subtle flaws, which were too far from the integration of the Tai Chi line.

"Alas, this young man can't practice at home, and he is going to plant ......" Many people around him were talking, and almost everyone thought that the young man was going to lose.

Lin Bai smiled lightly: "That's not necessarily. ”

Wu Han and Mu Yiren looked back in amazement, what do they mean, could it be that young man can still turn defeat into victory?

"Hehe, Mr. Xia's elixir is good, but this vision is not very good. A gentle voice sounded behind him, with a hint of teasing.

Lin Bai looked back and suddenly found that Wan Qiuling was standing behind several people at some point.

Wu Han and Mu Yiren's eyes instantly became nervous, the night before yesterday to deal with Xia Mo, but there were people from the Danwang Pavilion.

"Really?" Lin Bai turned around and smiled lightly, "Then Miss Wan wants to bet something with me?"

"What is it?" Wan Qiuling walked over and stood side by side with Lin Bai.

The two talked and laughed, as if they had not seen each other for many years, and they were extremely enthusiastic.

But Wu Han and the others, who were standing on the side, felt cold all over their bodies, and couldn't help but take several steps back.

"Life!" Lin Bai said lightly: "Bet on it, whose life is harder today!"

"Mr. Xia, you are confident enough. Wan Qiuling's eyes finally became cold, and he stared at Lin Bai with a slight unkindness.

She felt a little funny, this Xia Mo, really thought that if she killed a few guys who had just stepped into the superb, she would be invincible in the world?

"It's not that I'm confident, it's ...... You're too stupid!" Lin Bai shook his head slightly.

"You ......" Wan Qiuling felt that he had not been angry in his life for more than these two days.

At this time, the battle on the platform of life and death finally came to an end.

I saw that the middle-aged man with the sword became more and more courageous, and with his excellent combat experience, he completely tore apart the flaws of the young man of the Taiji lineage, and stabbed him with a sword.

Rumble!

The next moment, the middle-aged man was suddenly smashed away by an incomparably terrifying force, and while the person was still in the air, it exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

"I conceded. The young man of the Tai Chi lineage bowed his hand slightly to the blood mist in the air, and walked off the stage with his own fruit and a sword technique.

"This ......" Wan Qiuling's face turned blue in an instant.