Yang Xichi took Linghua down the mountain, and Henggu followed behind them without saying a word, not knowing what he was thinking.

They walked to a hidden height, taking in most of the scenery of Zhaoyuan.

January has passed, and the originally lively market under the mountain has been replaced by the heavy guards of the demon army, and every road is basically guarded by the demon army, and the doors and windows of every house are closed, looking like a second town.

"Linghua girl, in the past month, the demon army has completely occupied Zhaoyuan." Yang Xichi's shoulders were a little buckled, and his back didn't seem to be so straight.

He looked at the demon army escorting the people of Zhaoyuan in the distance, and his expression was extremely serious: "Bihu is dead, this is the only chance, and nothing will happen again." If she can't save the people of Zhaoyuan, Jiang Caokong will once again turn all innocent people into her puppets."

When Linghua heard this, he said about his acquisition of Qingluan's Inner Dan: "Dao Chief, don't worry, the remnants of the mirror are gathered, my strength has returned to my body, and with Qingluan's Inner Dan, I won't fall into disadvantage in the battle with Jiang Caokong."

A slight relief appeared on Yang Xichi's face: "That's fine."

"I've thought of a way for everyone to be able to cope with the power of blood control." Linghua pinched off the copper beads that fell on his clothes and handed them to Yang Xichi.

She said, "The copper beads that are scattered during the restoration of the mind can be covered on the clothes, and if the practitioner uses his spiritual power to condense the copper beads, he can turn them into protective glasses that cover the whole body, and if this layer of mirrors can reflect the light of the heart, it will be very beneficial to resist the demon army."

"But the copper beads are born from the spiritual power of the consuming heart mirror, and there are hundreds of people with lofty ideals in various sects in the rivers and lakes, and this method is not suitable for protecting everyone." Yang Xichi raised his hand to stop Linghua from continuing, "The method of cracking the power of blood control has been handed over to the elders for study, and this secret technique will be passed on to everyone at that time."

"Old Yang." Heng Gu suddenly spoke, "Linghua can say the idea of the goggles, which means that she has a corresponding strategy, and those who already have copper beads on her body can give it a try, don't waste it."

Linghua followed his words to explain his thoughts: "Exactly, if everyone can reflect the light of the Heart Mirror, then Jiang Xiaokong's blood control power will be useless."

"This method is good, but with only one mirror, how can it shine light on hundreds of people?" Yang Xichi pondered for a moment, and his eyes fell on a low hill to the east.

"Reinforcements will arrive from here in three days, and the terrain here is gentle, difficult to defend and easy to attack, and it is not the most suitable battlefield. But if you use your refraction method, this is the best place."

"What do you mean by that?" Linghua asked.

Yang Xi said slowly: "First, this place is unobstructed and clear at a glance, which is conducive to the transmission of light. Second, there's a lake next to the drum."

Linghua and Henggu looked at the lake at the same time.

The lake sits behind the low hills, and the gentle blue waves glow like stars in the harsh sunlight.

Heng Gu slapped his face and suddenly realized, "You mean, use the light of the lake to fold the light of the heart?!"

"Definitely." Yang Xichi grabbed the two of them by the shoulders and lifted them up, and the next moment they were already by the lake.

When I got closer to the lake, I realized that it was not a natural lake, but seemed to be made by other forces. Swift spiritual power churned and stirred at the bottom of the lake, but the surface was calm and windy.

Linghua carefully looked at it, and the lake was faintly black and red, which was very different from the turquoise seen in the distance.

"How so?" Henggu quickly dipped his fingers on the surface of the lake, and the lake water on his fingertips volatilized the moment it touched the air, leaving only a stream of red gas lingering.

"What is this?" He leaned in and sniffed the red qi, "It's not like the power of blood control."

"This is the aura left behind after the heavenly fire has been extinguished." Yang Xichi looked at this red, and an indescribable strange look suddenly appeared on his face.

"Skyfire?" Heng Gu frowned suspiciously, "How could the fire in the sky fall into the lake of Zhaoyuan?"

Yang Xichi sighed lowly, "Miss Linghua should know about this matter. Eight hundred years ago, he knocked over the golden tripod in the Shangyu Hall and released a heavenly fire, and the fire seemed to be extinguished, but in fact it burned a hole in the Shangyu Palace.

The hole was not small, and it could barely allow a child to pass through, and the heavenly fire fell into Zhaoyuan. It wasn't a lake, it was a rumor

to connect the rivers of the heavenly realm.

And Zhaoyuan is not Zhaoyuan, 800 years ago, this place was still called 'Demon Valley'. It's just that the years have changed, the world has changed, and the two places that were originally far apart have merged together, and the mountains have turned into plains and the long rivers have transformed into lakes.

This matter has been concealed by the Heavenly Emperor, and at that time, the Heavenly Realm could no longer have any more scandalous matters, so he could only send the Qinghua Emperor to pay more attention."

Linghua was shocked when he heard this, it turned out that the piles and piles in the past were inextricably linked to the present. But a huge cloud of doubt still hangs over her heart and cannot be erased.

So she asked, "Dao Chief, there is a confusion that has been haunting my heart for a long time, and I wonder if the elder can solve the puzzle?"

Yang Xichi still looked like he knew everything in Cloud City: "You want to ask about the Emperor of Heaven?"

"Exactly." Linghua didn't have the surprise he had at that time, and asked calmly, "Why did the Heavenly Emperor act like this? Is it really partial?"

"The Emperor of Heaven is indeed confused for a while, indulging in immortal painting and amusement and ignoring the affairs of the heavenly realm, but the punishment for repeating the moment is determined by the Emperor of Heaven."

Yang Xichi seemed to recall a long, long time ago: "The Heavenly Emperor has always ignored everything, and the result is that no immortal really obeys his orders, only an immortal official like Shang Yuan, who is straightforward and follows the rules, respects him.

And the demon invasion further elevated the power of the Heavenly Emperor, so that Chong's status was rapidly improved. So the Emperor of Heaven pretended to trust the repetition in order to expose its flaws.

Perhaps the Heavenly Emperor did not expect that the cost of relegating the Nether Realm would be so great that it would take eight hundred years to resolve."

"How is the Emperor of Heaven now?" Linghua asked.

"Long gone." Yang Xichi shook his head, "He also found that he was not a good director. And with the idea of using and murdering others, he has lost his original intention to ascend to immortal and become a god."

Linghua has understood the meaning: "Maybe a dignified death is the best ending for him."

She looked at Yang Xichi again.

Even if it was a drop of the emperor's blood, there were some secrets of the heavenly realm that he shouldn't know. Through this face, Linghua seemed to see Emperor Qinghua.

"Dao Chief, is he Emperor Qinghua at this moment?"

Yang Xichi laughed, with these helplessness and appreciation in his smile: "Don't tell others about this, I secretly went to the lower realm and attached my soul to a drop of my own blood, and saying it will make the immortals of the heavenly realm laugh off their big teeth."

Linghua nodded, "I'll keep my mouth shut."

But at this moment, she didn't know that Emperor Qinghua was like Shangyuan, who had only one breath left to see Bihu for the last time, dragging the disappearing body to fulfill his last wish.

Before Jianxin gathered, he attached the last bit of divine sense to Yang Xichi. The real body has long been destroyed, but the soul is immortal, and what he did was to help the world survive another catastrophe.

"That's fine." Yang Xichi said, "The reason why I told you the secret of Tianhuo was to use it to counter Jiang Caokong."

Heng Guben was digesting the information with too much impact, his brain was as confused as a knot, and when he heard about the war, he suddenly became energetic, and hurriedly asked, "How to counteract?"

Yang Xichi didn't answer, but said to Linghua, "Linghua girl, please try dipping it in the lake water like Henggu."

Linghua tapped the lake water as he said, and the clear and translucent water droplets remained on his fingertips, no different from ordinary water.

The Heavenly Fire Flame did not appear either.

"Why doesn't the red gas wrap around her fingertips?" Henggu placed his index finger next to her, and the fire-hot red was particularly eye-catching.

"It's about your personality." Yang Xichi looked at Henggu, as if through the flesh and skin, and saw the secret he hid in the bone marrow.

"You have been born with a divine bone, and you are born with divine power and aura, so the Heavenly Fire and Flame will be attracted and controlled by your power, but not for Linghua."

Heng Gu couldn't hide his joy and said excitedly, "So I can suck all these arrogances into my hands and use this power to deal with the demon army?"

Yang Xichi responded with a smile: "Naturally, the arrogance is attached to you, and it can naturally be used for you. It's just Linghua girl's doing

It requires a place that provides light for a long time and refracts the light source."

Linghua said, "If Heng Gu sucks away the arrogance, can my spiritual power be injected into the lake water, and use the lake water as a boat to carry my spiritual power, condensed into a mirror? At that time, this lake will become another mirror of the heart, and no matter whether the demon army comes to attack during the day or at night, it will not fall into disadvantage."

"Oh?" Yang Xichi had a surprise in his eyes, and immediately bowed his head, "But it's okay to try."

Immediately afterwards, Linghua and Henggu stayed by the lake for three consecutive days until reinforcements arrived.

When everyone arrived, they were surprised to find that the red-glowing Heavenly Fire Lake had turned into clear and huge ice crystals.

"What's going on? How did the lake change color? It wasn't like that when I came here four years ago!"

Reaching out and knocking out the surface of the lake, the seemingly fragile crystals are harder and colder than the rocks. The speaker rubbed his joints in pain, and raised his eyes to look at the center of the lake.

This knock seemed to awaken the icy surface of the lake, and the heart of the lake flashed with a dark golden light, like a deep ancient mirror buried in ice.

These glowing inks melt in the ice and slowly ignite the entire surface of the lake, reflecting a grand and unstoppable light.

All of them were baptized by the light, and they left a connoisseur of aura, carrying the power brought by the aura, and this spiritual power was like an imprint on the body, living and resting with them.

"And so it is." A calm and cold female voice faintly came from the bottom of the lake, and two or three people stepped on the surface of the lake to see, it turned out that a woman's eyes appeared in the middle of the lake, and these eyes seemed to see everything, and disappeared again.

The same eyes are reflected in the bronze mirror.

The Linghua far away in Partridge Mountain gathered its momentum, unloaded the spiritual power injected into the spirit mirror, and the white light around the heart mirror died down and was restored to the appearance of an inconspicuous bronze mirror.

"That's it?" Heng Gu wiped the sweat from her forehead for her, and gently kneaded her shoulders diligently, "In this way, people from all sects will wear the spiritual power of the Heart Mirror, and they will not be affected by the power of blood control."

Linghua leaned on Heng Gu relaxedly, "Now it's just a matter of waiting for them to come to Partridge Mountain and listen to Elder Youmen's method of breaking blood control."

"Listen to Old Yang...... That Qinghua Emperor said that the demon army in Zhaoyuan City has stepped up its training in the past few days, and it should be making preparations before the battle." Heng Gu frowned, "I don't know when Jiang Xiaokong will come."

"It's coming." The ease on Linghua's face vanished, and a nervous and anxious look crept up her face, "I have a hunch that she is coming."