"It's done!" Bai Ze was ruthless, bit his finger fiercely, and pressed it on the mirror.

It's just that the world of Liaozhai is like a time bomb, and now even the real world may have a crisis, and the fastest way for Bai Ze to become strong is to cooperate with Jingling. Cultivation pays attention to wealth, couples, law, and land, and now he only has a fortune, and with the guidance of the mirror spirit, couples and dharma can be expected.

A suction force came from the mirror, and the voice of the mirror spirit came from the earphones again, but it was no longer the tone of the old man, but it became a milky child's voice, "Hold your breath and concentrate, don't have too many distractions!"

This voice seemed to have a certain magical power, and Bai Ze subconsciously stopped his suspicions. At this moment, his mind suddenly cleared up, as if it was a great light. When he opened his eyes again, Bai Ze found that his consciousness appeared in darkness, and the surroundings were empty, and the silence was a little frightening.

"This is the sea of consciousness where the 'gods' reside, and as you follow different cultivation paths, sooner or later this place will not be so dead and silent, but with your mind or the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers or the cold of flames. ”

The sound of milk sounded beside Bai Ze, and a hazy weak halo suddenly appeared beside Bai Ze.

Bai Ze felt that his mind was extremely clear here, and some doubts that he had just ignored came back to his mind, and he spoke;

"Why don't you talk about the matter of the blood dripping from the aura and recognizing the Lord. ”

The halo finally gathered into a human form, a small man with a big nose and the appearance of a baby, and the little man was covered with a gloomy gray aura that made people irritated to look at, and said silently:

"It is impossible to hide from each other. You're too guarded, I'm not lying, I'm afraid you won't come here with me at all. Now you can know my situation by using the 'God' sense, and I am sure that you will not reject me in the end. ”

Zhihai fell into silence, and after a while, the villain smiled happily, and a large part of his body was separated, with part of the gray qi, and merged into Bai Ze's spiritual body.

When he opened his eyes again, Bai Ze fell on the bed with a pale face, knocked on the mirror casually and said, "Is there so much blood for a drop of blood? How do I feel that there is at least seven or eight hundred milliliters of blood!"

The mirror spirit didn't pretend anymore, and said in a milky voice: "Common sense is only one or two drops are enough, but casting guidance also requires aura, who made your blood aura content low, so I can only smoke more." ”

Bai Ze rummaged through the bag, only to find that the blood tonic wine had fallen in the abandoned brick factory, and he sighed weakly and said:

"I can only get a general idea of your advantages and disadvantages, like a weight at both ends of a scale, but I don't know the details at all, so tell me now. Besides, shouldn't you call a master or something?"

A rugged male voice coquettishly shouted, "Master!"

Bai Ze hurriedly waved his hand, signaling to forget it, and scolded in his heart: "Sure enough, the voice actors are all monsters!"

The milk voice did not match his baby image at all, and he sighed and said:

"The magic weapon has a spirit, and it is not a dead thing from now on, you can treat me as a member of the monks, and you should give me the corresponding respect, you can call me 'Liuhui', I will call you Bai Ze. When you reach the point of impressing me in terms of cultivation and character, this 'master' will be indispensable to you. ”

Without waiting for Bai Ze to complain that he was really literary, the milk voice of the mirror continued:

"Except for some basic spiritual knowledge, almost all of the previous words lied to you. I was born 3,800 years ago, and it was a powerful spiritual artifact core fragment, which was supplemented by a real person with spiritual materials and forged for forty-nine days to become a magic weapon. At the beginning of the formation of the weapon, there was a tendency to become a spirit, but unfortunately the real person died soon after the catastrophe, and my first gathering of spirits was directly dispersed by the thunder tribulation. ”

"Later, I hid in the real relic for 2,100 years, and a little ghost who had just been enlightened broke into it with good luck. The gourd and the 3,000-year-old bamboo leaf wine in it were obtained by the imp together with me. A hundred years later, that little ghost successfully condensed his soul and refined his soul, and called himself the Green Fang Ghost Boy, just when he was about to impact the Jiedan, with a great change in the world, he and I were forced to enter a small world. ”

The mirror said this, and the milk voice was a little low, and only after a moment did she continue:

"In fact, when the heavens and the earth changed greatly, a spiritual light swept through my body, and I almost turned into a spiritual weapon immediately, but I didn't think that there was any spiritual energy in that heaven and earth. I'm like a chick in an egg, and although I already have my own mind, I have spent nearly 1,400 years in it. ”

His voice became deeper and lower, "Later, the Qingfang Ghost Boy did not have spiritual energy supplementation, and his cultivation was regressive, not to mention that the ghost body had a tendency to disperse. So he took the evil method and devoured the little aura that everyone's soul was born with. Over the years, it has used me to devour more than two million souls, so not only does he have to accept the curse of heaven, but I also go against the way of heaven. ”

When Bai Ze heard this, his expression was a little confused.

The mirror immediately explained angrily: "You just imagine that the green fang ghost boy is about to starve to death, stealing other people's eggs to eat, and I am his frying pan." He used me to fry more than 2 million eggs, and although he didn't starve to death, I stuck to the pan. Now the owner of the family will find out sooner or later, he will definitely be caught and killed, but I still have sticky eggs on it, and the master will definitely hate me a little, understand!"

Bai Ze suddenly realized and asked, "Then how many eggs did you stick to the pot?"

Milk Sheng calculated for himself and replied, "It's about less than 100,000!" I have already concentrated my grievances in the skeleton, although it will limit most of my abilities, but the world with incomplete rules of the Heavenly Dao will not be able to find me for the time being. ”

Bai Ze thought for a while and asked, "So you have to follow me, just want me to help you survive the catastrophe of upgrading to a spiritual weapon, and carry some pots for you!"

The milk voice said with a little embarrassment: "That's true, but maybe when you cross the catastrophe, it will be a little more difficult......

Seeing Bai Ze's gloomy face, his milk voice immediately said haha: "But you haven't reached the trick yet, the tribulation is still far away, still far away." ”

Bai Ze let out a long breath and said, "Forget it, since I have a good talent, I should be able to protect you when the time comes." ”

"Hehe, uh, hehe. The milk voice of the mirror suddenly laughed embarrassedly, Bai Ze had a bad premonition in his heart, and said tremblingly:

"Don't tell me, you lied to me just now when you said that I was talented!"

The mirror laughed even more awkwardly. Bai Ze pinched the mirror and said fiercely, "Could it be that I don't have the talent for cultivation at all?"

"Yes, yes!" Seeing that Bai Ze looked like he was about to smash himself, the mirror hurriedly explained: "It's just not as good as I said." ”

"Could it be that I don't have a talent for refining qi?" Bai Ze's face was full of suspicion.

The mirror looked at Bai Ze's suspicious appearance, and simply said:

"If you have aura in your blood, you must be a monster who knows how to cultivate, and you have a bloodline within three generations. But according to the concentration of your blood aura, I don't think it's a big demon, it's probably a bloodline left by a shape-shifting demon who hasn't even knotted the demon pill. But your aura is quite pure, maybe it's not bad to trace the origin. As for your talent for refining qi, it's medium at best. I didn't lie to you about refining gods, it is true that anyone can practice. ”