The Heart Mirror has been roughly collected, and Linghua's spiritual power has recovered eighty percent. Although it is eighty percent, it is already much stronger than before, and Miao Jin's eyes when he looked at her unconsciously changed from arrogance and disdain to awe.

It's still that woman, but why do you feel trembling when you look at her?

The demons around her are too, obviously they could sit at the same table and eat carrots the day before yesterday, why aren't they angry now? It was terrifying to look at each other and feel that he was a sinner of all evils.

"Linghua Fairy, if you have anything else to ask, I must know everything and say everything." He settled his chin and sat down on the futon obediently.

Linghua's pupils were dark golden, and there was a strong aura of spiritual power in his gestures, although it was not terrifying, but it was no longer so easy to speak.

Although Linghua is still the same Linghua, everything seems to be different.

"You don't have to, I'm just a mirror spirit." She waved her hand, and the tea bowl on the table flew to Miao Jin's side and shattered into slag.

Miao Jin trembled: "You, where are you talking, now you can turn me into a vegetable leaf with a pinch of your hand, people must know current affairs, and rabbits are no exception."

Linghua lit the teacup, Henggu immediately poured tea for her, she was not in a hurry to answer, and said after drinking a cup of hot tea leisurely, "I'm giving you time to speak, why don't you speak?"

Miao Jin suddenly came to his senses, and hurriedly gently slapped his big mouth: "Miao Jin is stupid and doesn't understand the meaning of the fairy. In fact, it's not a big deal, it's just that Jiang Caokong will start a melee in the human world tomorrow, all the demon armies will be dispatched, and the banshee will also fight together."

Hearing this, Linghua put down the teacup and said with a solemn expression, "Where is she attacking?"

Miao Jin was taken aback by Linghua's eyes, and actually laughed nervously: "Hey, hey, she said that she was going to the Silla Sea, which she couldn't attack for a long time."

Heng Gu reacted instantly: "Yang Lao Dao is also in the Silla Sea, maybe he is going to deal with him."

Linghua nodded slightly: "In this way, it seems that we are also going to the Silla Sea, and it is best to kill Jiang Caokong in one fell swoop."

When she said this, she suddenly remembered the sigh and unbearability in her heart five days ago when she thought about killing Jiang Caokong, and at this moment, this emotion was gone.

Jiang Caokong has always been a murderous demon who does not blink, she ignores living beings, ignores rules, and even ignores everything except herself.

Gain everything with violence and seize the world by force, if such a monster still exists in the world, it is a dereliction of responsibility to the people of the world.

She made up her mind and got up and went to the elder's house, wanting to say goodbye to the three of them, but she heard them discussing in the room.

"Cheng Hengchuan should be called back, although this child has an affair with the banshee, but the original intention is towards us, as long as the demon girl is killed with his own hands, there will be no trouble."

"How can you think so simple? The banshee has taken refuge in Jiang Caokong, who knows if she has learned other demon methods now, the two of them are a raccoon dog, if you call Chuan'er back, wouldn't it be in vain to send her to death? Ji'an is gone, Chuan'er can't have anything to do, otherwise Qingyoumen will really have no successor!"

"I think it's better to call him back, at least by your side than with me, it's much safer than among the people."

"Okay, let him come back."

Linghua knew that he couldn't listen any longer, so he knocked on the door and shouted, "Elders, Linghua, please see you."

The sound in the room stopped abruptly, and then the door opened automatically, and the long-haired old men were already sitting with a smile on their faces, watching Linghua enter the door.

She raised her head, and between her eyebrows was a clear and immortal that humans had never had: "Elders, we will leave for the Silla Sea to join Yang Dao Chief, and together we will resist the attack of the demon army, so we are here to say goodbye."

An elder was stunned for a moment when he saw her like this, and after coming back to his senses, he asked, "The news of the Silla Sea has not been broken for a day, this place is a plain near the sea, and there is no shelter around it, if there is a war, it will be a hard battle."

"Yes, there are still many demon armies stationed in the Silla Sea, they drink blood and eat meat, and their demon power has increased greatly, so you must be careful when you go."

Another elder took out a gossip disc and handed it to Henggu: "This is the infinite gossip, a hidden treasure that is kept secret by my sect, and this magic weapon can suppress evil spirits in ten directions

, pressing the six sides of the fierce, also has the use of counterbalance to the monster. Eternal Faith, you have your own divine power, and you can use this magic weapon to the fullest."

Heng Gu took the magic weapon and said regularly, "Thank you, Elder, Heng Gu will not disappoint you."

The elders nodded and looked at the two of them kindly, "We will tell you about your situation, it is very dangerous to go here, and you must return safely."

The two of them saluted, and then took Ning Suhe to the Silla Sea.

The Silla Sea was originally a bottomless black sea, but as the years changed and the mountains and seas moved, a relatively gentle plain rose here.

Surrounded by mountains and rivers, this place has become a good place for many people to settle, slowly forming towns, and even developing into the current prosperous city.

Now, however, Silla Hae has become a city of ruins.

Linghua pushed open the city gate, and was greeted by a wail and corpses everywhere. Several corpses that had been burned beyond recognition were piled on top of each other, severed limbs and thin pieces of flesh were strewn across the street, and the blood on the ground seemed to have been washed away, but there was still a reddish-brown color that was difficult to remove in the crevices.

The pavements of the street were almost razed to the ground, charred cloth and table boards were piled up in a mess on the side of the street, and a few stiff men stood motionless. When I looked closely, their eyes were red, their pupils had long been out of focus, and half of the fangs in their mouths had been broken, and they just stood and died for some unknown reason.

Walking forward, I saw a few houses that were still intact, and a few homeless people staggered in front of the houses, and saw Linghua and his party in brocade clothes, and their eyes shone brightly.

"They have bread! Go grab them!"

A cry was like thunder on the ground, and out of nowhere came a large number of people, most of them unkempt and ragged, with little flesh on their black faces, and ran towards the three of them like hungry tigers pounced.

Although Heng Gu couldn't bear to hurt them, he still used his palm wind to knock them back from the distance, and shouted, "We have no luggage and no food, we are the people who came to support Qingyoumen."

As soon as those people heard about Qingyoumen, they hurriedly and respectfully stepped aside and stopped moving, only looking at them with a gaze that had dimmed again.

Linghua didn't feel good when he saw this scene, the continuous war, the people were killed and injured countless times, even if they didn't die in the war, hunger, exile, disease, any of them would make their lives quietly disappear.

As far as the eye could see, two Qingyou disciples on the side of the street walked away quickly carrying the injured who kept moaning/groaning, and a disciple on the beacon tower in the distance was constantly chanting mantras to strengthen the formation, everything was tense, everything was like purgatory on earth.

When he was hesitating, Yang Xichi came from a distance, these two Taoist leaders with clean sleeves were no longer extraordinary, and their bodies were also covered with blood, and when he saw Linghua, he showed a reassuring expression: "Miss Linghua can come here, presumably everything is going well in Qingyoumen."

Linghua took out the Mind Mirror: "The Heart Mirror has been gathered, and the things promised to the Dao Chief can be realized."

Yang Xichi didn't seem to be too surprised, and nodded lightly: "I'll talk about that later, the most important thing now is how to deal with Jiang Caokong."

He looked at Henggu, "Do you remember what I said to you?"

Heng Gu's expression was complicated: "Remember."

Yang Xichi said, "That's fine," and then led the group into the house next to him and sat down, talking about the situation in the Silla Sea: "In the past few days, the demon army has come more frequently, and they have to attack in one place almost every day, trying to destroy the defensive formation we have set up."

His eyes looked at Linghua: "Tomorrow is a tough battle, if it goes well, the mirror will be fully collected."

Linghua didn't know why: "What do you say?"

Yang Xichi just instructed: "The girl just needs to remember, no matter what she sees, don't be soft-hearted."

Linghua seemed to hear some different meanings from his words, but she couldn't taste any clues after thinking about it, she looked at this tired face, and was about to ask, but was interrupted by his words.

"I'll show you around to understand the terrain and prepare for tomorrow."

Heng Gu frowned, nodded with a heavy burden on his body, and left with Yang Xichi.

It's night in a blink of an eye, Yang Xi

Chi found a house for the two of them to rest briefly. All around it, only a few bricks remain of the walls of the house, but the roof is still intact.

"It's already the best of an uninhabited room." The disciples of Qingyoumen cast envious glances at them, "Our house has no roof, and now when we see the roof, it is very kind."

Recalling what he had seen and heard today, Linghua couldn't help but shudder. Even if Heng Gu created an enchantment, she could feel the air in the cold night mixed with the smell of blood, and she looked at the desolation as far as her eye could see, how did the people here spend these days?

Retracting his gaze and looking at the person lying beside him, Henggu didn't seem to be asleep, his eyes were closed under the moonlight, his eyes kept turning, and his eyebrows were uneasily tangled, as if he had tied a knot in his heart.

He thought about it, and finally sighed and opened his eyes. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Linghua's staring gaze, he was startled, coughed weakly and sat up: "Why don't you sleep?"

Linghua didn't hide it, and asked directly, "What did Yang Xichi explain to you that caused you to be so anxious?"

"I ......," Heng Gu wanted to say, but swallowed again, "I promised Lao Yang not to say it."

Linghua reached out and scratched his waist: "You didn't even tell me?"

Heng Gu reacted very quickly, and immediately held her hand, his expression did not have the slightest ease: "Although this is not faithful, I also think it is good to consult with you, these days have really suffocated me."

He leaned into Linghua's ear and said angrily, "Old Dao Yang asked me to wait for an opportunity to kill Chu Chunxi."

"What?" Linghua was quite surprised, "Daoist Yang really said that?"

Heng Gu bowed down: "What did I lie to you? That's what he said, I don't know why, although Chu Chunxi and Xie Qianyun are opportunistic and greedy, they are not guilty to death, right? Why did you have to kill her?"

Linghua sat up and combed, "Yang Xichi has been a little strange since we entered the Qingyou Gate, and now he is even saying things that he can't say, is it also controlled by Jiang Caokong?"

Henggu shook his head, "I don't feel like it. He hasn't changed much, maybe we didn't really know him before?"

"Chu Chunxi is just an ordinary disciple of Qingyoumen, even if she is compared to Xie Qianyun as a female cadre, she is not afraid, not to mention that she has not become a puppeteer, why the hell is ......" While thinking about it, Yang Xichi's words sounded in Linghua's ears again-

"Don't be soft-hearted, don't be soft-hearted in any situation."

Why did he do this?

Linghua's heart lifted: "Could it be that something unexpected will happen to Chu Chunxi tomorrow?"

She was about to pick up the mirror to check, but it was already dark. Tomorrow is here, the future is here, and who knows what will happen in the next moment?