In the killing field that was speeding away, several "corpses" seemed to sit up one after another, including a few people from the "Eight Border Gate", Dai Yinzhen, and Loyd on the first carriage......

The ape king fell down on his back in frustration, and in a panic, his arm touched a hard object, and he grabbed the short sword that Li Xiaomu had just left, he smiled bitterly and muttered: "It is said that my old ape is treacherous, and today I actually fell into the way of this yellow-haired boy...... Alas, miscalculation, miscalculation......"

He held the sword in his hand, pressed the hilt, and the blade of the sword "swished" into the handle, and pressed it again, boom! The blade of the sword stretched out again......

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The halo of scattered aura gathered quickly dissipated with the impact of the carriage, Luo Shu'er rushed into the middle of the door in one step, ran to Master Luo Yide, and when she passed by Li Xiaomu, who had just returned to the field, she kicked it sideways, hitting him in the back of the chest, Li Xiaomu planted it forward, snorted, and spurted out a mouthful of blood, Luo Shu'er raised her sword to stab, but heard someone in front of her shouting: "Shu'er, stop!" She stood still, only to see that Master Luo Yide was slowly sitting up, although he looked tired and haggard, but he did not see death, he quietly looked at Li Xiaomu who shook up, with deep meaning in his eyes. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

People from all walks of life in the surrounding forests swept out of the grass one after another, with greed in their eyes, staring at the spirit mirror in Li Xiaomu's hand, their eyes were bright.

Li Xiaomu struggled to stand up, vomited out a few mouthfuls of blood, and his face was already pale, but he ignored his surroundings and kept staring at the body of his sister Yan Suyin, staggered over, and said in his mouth: "Master, Xiao, Xiaomu didn't disgrace you, and took it back for you-"

A line of green light suddenly crossed the field and went straight to Li Xiaomu's chest!

Accompanied by Su Yanyan's roar-

"Li Xiaomu, I'll kill you-"

Su Yanyan was agitated by grief and anger, forced out the last aura and strength of her body, and threw the sword that urged people to leave the soul with all her might.

"Soul Sword"!

Li Xiaomu only shouted these words in his heart, and when he saw the green light coming suddenly, he couldn't dodge the qi and blood in his chest, but instinctively blocked the spirit mirror in front of him.

Bite!

The sword momentum was too fast, the aura was very strong, and the green light roared, hitting the middle of the spirit mirror, and then passing through the lens and poking into Li Xiaomu's chest.

The surrounding people only felt a strong wind blowing, and the various colors of spiritual light in front of them were dazzling, but it was only a blink of an eye, and then it disappeared, but the blade in his hand did not know where to go, and the grass and trees beside him were nowhere to be seen.

But at this moment, Li Xiaomu himself experienced a storm, and he only felt-

The misty moonlight suddenly lost its brilliance.

A thick cloud of lead hung down in the air.

The grass and trees in the forest are twisted and withered.

All kinds of blades trembled and shattered.

The sand and gravel on the ground floated into the air, and the dust fluttered.

The stream beside the road boiled and mist, and the smoke and clouds rolled.

Fine phosphorus fires burst out of the dry grass and trees, gathered in one place, wound and tightened, forming a fiery dragon with a thickness of a foot, and shot towards Li Xiaomu with lead clouds, grass and wood chips, blade fragments, sand and dust, and smoke and water mist.

Li Xiaomu's chest was in severe pain, only to feel the blue, yellow, black, white, red and other colors flashing in front of him, all gathered on the spirit mirror, and poured into his chest along the sword body, the majestic aura on the spirit mirror was like a steaming boundless sea, and the wound on his chest was like a huge hole suddenly pierced through the sea, and the sea water rushed into the hole, like a funnel pouring in, but he didn't know where it was going, and he only felt that the aura that was rushing around seemed to be about to smash his limbs and hundreds of bones, and the pain was very great.

In the eyes of those around him, the change is sudden, and the castration is quiet.

Li Xiaomu seems to have experienced thousands of years, in a trance, he seems to see the sun rise and the moon set, flowers bloom and fruit, mountains and tsunamis, and everything dies...... After thousands of years, thousands of years of pain, until the last spiritual light rolled into a small ball, along the sword body into his body, only to feel the world spinning, chills, his eyes darkened, his body collapsed like soft mud, the last consciousness stayed on an arm with rolled sleeves to support himself, the sleeves were somewhat familiar, as if it was - monk's robe......

Someone in the forest was already approaching Li Xiaomu, watching him fall down with the spirit mirror, and just wanted to reach out to grab it, but as soon as the cool breeze passed, there was a flower in front of him, and Li Xiaomu was gone.

......

It seems that another thousand years have passed......

Whether it was white or black all around, Li Xiaomu was unsure.

He didn't know if he was alive or dead, where he was.

It only feels like it is floating in the void, without a body.

He can't feel himself, but he can feel his surroundings.

He didn't have ears, but he could hear it, and although the sound was very small and far away, Li Xiaomu still heard the sound of "Huh?!Can you feel it?"

He didn't have a nose, but he could smell it, and a faint smell of Buddha incense made him feel comfortable, and he sniffed it hard, though he didn't know what it was with. Then I heard again, "Oh?!Can you smell it?" and this time the sound was much clearer, not so far away.

There were no eyes, but he could see, and he could finally see that in the haze, there was a cloud of yellow light floating, gradually rounding and flattening like a human form, and he heard the voice again, "Huh?!, can you still see?" The voice sounded familiar.

He had no mouth, but he could speak, and he said, "Who's there, and where am I?"

The voice rang out again: "Oh my God, you can still speak?"

"Am I dead?" asked Li Xiaomu.

"Nope!"

"Am I asleep, dreaming?"

"No! This is the artistic conception in your mind, also known as the Divine Mansion, which I brought you in. ”

Li Xiaomu's voice became clearer and clearer, and it seemed to be ringing in his ears at this time.

"Brother Xiaomu, you are very good, in a short time, your divine sense can sense, see, smell, smell, and speak, and it is getting stronger and stronger, if we are not brothers, I should be jealous of you, haha. ”

Xiao Mu suddenly remembered that this was the voice of the monk who broke the ring.

"Did you save me?" Li Xiaomu asked, "Brother Lao Jie!"

"Not exactly. I thought that you would definitely die if you were invaded by the 'Qiankun Extreme Spirit Mirror', and I only hoped to be able to keep your three souls and seven spirits alive, but I didn't expect that you were a void body, and you would not be injured by the mirror spirit of the Spirit Mirror, but only suffered some external injuries, and I had protected you, and you couldn't die. "Breaking the precepts.

"Is it those terrifying breaths?" asked Li Xiaomu.

"Hmm-" Breaking the Ring lengthened his voice and thought for a moment, "Sort of!"

"Oh, where are those mirrors?"

"I don't know, you still don't have any aura in your body, it's really strange!" Breaking the Ring thought for a while, "I led your divine sense into your divine mansion, as much as you have seen, and when your divine sense is stronger in the future, you may be able to find some clues." ”

"In the future, if you are not by my side, how can I enter my own divine mansion to check?" Li Xiaomu asked.

"Oh-" he said, "Okay, I'll pass you on a set of 'condensation', the scripture is only twenty words, you follow me to read ......"

Li Xiaomu didn't know why, but he obediently read along.

Breaking the vow and reciting it three times in succession, Li Xiaomu repeated it three times, and finally remembered it firmly, he also felt strange, every time he read it, his feelings around him were clear, but that's all, he felt a little boring.

Seeing that Li Xiaomu was a little impatient after reading it a few times, the monk who broke the ring sighed softly: "Brother Xiaomu, you are smart, intelligent and clever, active and hilarious, and have too many ideas, but because of this, your mood is different, although your divine sense is strong, it is scattered, so you have not been able to reveal it. The 'condensation nerve' that I just passed on to you will help you concentrate and keep quiet, and gather your divine consciousness to improve your cultivation, so you have to cultivate diligently!"

"Got it! I got it!" After the surroundings gradually became clear, Li Xiaomu suddenly found that in the void around him, there were countless dim and dull things like mist and cotton wool floating, like clouds like virtual and real, Li Xiaomu looked at them, those clouds were round or square, big or small, dotted with endless stars, and there was no edge in sight......

"W-what is this?!" the monk was surprised, he obviously saw it clearly, "Is it...... Mirror?"

Li Xiaomu was also wondering, but as soon as he heard the word "mirror spirit", he thought of the vast aura that made him seem to have suffered for thousands of years, and he couldn't help but panic in his heart, his consciousness suddenly dissipated, there was a pain between his eyebrows, his eyes were blurred, and the wound on his chest suddenly came from a sharp pain, and he turned his head and fainted.

The monk who broke the ring withdrew his sense, stared at Li Xiaomu's handsome face, shook his head lightly in confusion, and muttered to himself:

"Senior brother, senior brother, I have taught him the supreme mind method of this sect in accordance with what you said, but—only this child...... Can it be done?"

The monk who broke the ring sighed softly, picked up Li Xiaomu, and flew towards the coming side......