Chapter 11: The Treasure Mirror
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Hearing Yu Ci's ridicule, the monk almost vomited blood, but he didn't dare to stop until he was ten zhang away, feeling that Yu Ci had not caught up, so he stopped his figure. He wanted to open and close his eyes, but he couldn't be stimulated, but he burst into tears, and hurriedly covered them with his sleeves, but his face was already iron-blue.
Yu Ci was also stunned when he saw this, but he would not save face for the thief monk, and he laughed loudly, and the laughter was like a knife, piercing the monk's heart.
The monk's face was blue and red, and his teeth were clucking. When he first attacked him, he never thought of this kind of fate, his chest was retrograde, a mouthful of blood was pressed against his throat, and he swallowed it hard. And after the tears, his eyes were finally better, and he narrowed his eyes, trying to look at the hateful junior opposite.
The sight of the situation made his heart cloak again......
In Yu Ci's hand, the Jiuyang Fu Sword made a low sound, and a ring of fire spread out from under his feet, reaching ten feet in diameter, and the surrounding grass and trees were ignited, although the real lethality was not there, but the momentum was quite amazing.
"Jiuyang Fu Sword?" The monk's voice could be regarded as extremely angry.
Yu Ci raised his head when he heard this, but he didn't speak, just grinned. This was more vicious than any words, the monk seemed to understand something, his face turned from blue to red, and finally rose to vermilion, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore, and said fiercely:
"Junior of Bairi Mansion, I will make your life worse than death!"
The voice was more like a snake hissing and spitting letters, but he was clearly misunderstood. Of course, this is when the fool will tell!
As the words fell, in the mountains in the distance, a long whistle sounded, and the sound waves crossed the obstacles of the mountains and forests, and clearly sounded in the ears of the two of them...... said that it is far away, but in fact, it is about ten miles. Hearing this voice, the monk was overjoyed, and was about to purse his lips and howl in response, but saw that the boy from Bairifu had already exerted his strength, and rushed into the forest in a blink of an eye.
Yu Ci captured the change in the monk's expression as early as the beginning of the Xiaoyin, and he didn't know the change in the situation, so he made a decision and fled as soon as possible, taking the direction due north. He had the upper hand, and said that he would retreat, and the monk's eyes behind him had not yet fully recovered, so he could only stomp his feet and scold:
"Junior of Bairi Mansion, if you kill Hu Ke, let go of the ghost beast, and snatch the astrolabe, Wanlingmen will not let you go!"
Yu Ci only snorted at the dirty water spilled by the monk: This also has to be done if you find me in the White Sun Mansion!
With just one sentence, the whistling figure was already within three miles, and the whistling sound had not stopped...... Yu Ci ran a few more steps, and then heard the whistling sound in the mountains and forests, and within dozens of miles, at least seven or eight people responded one after another, and the sound was like thunder, shaking the pine needles and shaking the ground.
But the whistling guy in front of him suddenly broke the line, and the monk, the scolding was suddenly cut off.
There are also camps...... Is the thief monk's set of self-posing oolongs?
Yu Ci quickly identified the situation and couldn't help but smile, but he could be regarded as having seen the atmosphere of Zhongzhou in the Eight Directions, and the few people who felt the roar were picked out at random, and the cultivation was also above him, which made him feel a strong curiosity in his heart: What is going on?
Referring to the monk's final scolding, he tried to string together several factors: the previous dead body was undoubtedly Hu Ke, the monsters and fierce beasts mentioned by the medicine collectors were the ghost beasts in the monk's mouth, the so-called "astrolabe" was stored in the storage ring, and as for the Wanling Gate...... This name is so familiar!
Putting aside this off-board factor first, according to Yu Ci's guess, leading the ghost beast out of the Heavenly Rift Valley should be intentional by the deceased in front, that is, Hu Ke, and has already planned to set up an ambush in this place, and lay a powerful talisman through the guò "shooting astrolabe" to hunt or capture the ghost beast alive...... But he didn't want the power of the ghost beast to be far beyond his expectations, and the trap he arranged did not play its due effect, and he wanted to escape in a panic, but was killed by the ghost beast.
And the monk and his companions may have belonged to Hu Ke and his gang, of course, it is more likely that they got the news and wanted to come over to pick up the bargain, but they were just one step late and were taken first by Yu Cijie......
At this time, there was a lot of chaos in the pine forest, and after Yu Ci ran out for more than ten miles, the wind behind him brought an unkind atmosphere, and I don't know which side it was, and chased it up.
Yu Ci was very interested in ghosts and beasts, but he never wanted to be entangled here, so he took a picture of himself at the moment. This talisman also has a name, which is also a well-known horse in the ears of ordinary people!
The spirit rune slapped on the body, and immediately the feet did not touch the ground, the body was as light as a swallow, and it felt extremely refreshing.
Under the surge in speed, the layers of pine needles and long branches were like the arms of demons, rushing towards them, and in the blink of an eye, they were left behind, and Yu Ci seemed to turn into a wisp of light smoke, soaring between the gaps in the branches and leaves. That's not all, when the power of the spirit rune surrounded his body, the operation of the true qi in his body seemed to echo it, resonating with each other, and stimulating amazing energy, making him run faster and faster, more and more comfortable, and he didn't even want to stop......
Along the way, Yu Ci was completely running at the highest speed, and the few people who were chasing behind could still follow at first, but Yu Ci was in a very good state at this time, and the Shenxing talisman was simply shot up one after another, and dozens or hundreds of spirit runes were accumulated together, and after half an hour, those people behind were nowhere to be seen.
He felt very good, very wonderful.
Although he was quickly moving away from the place of right and wrong, away from the gathering area of the monks, Yu Ci felt that there was a huge portal between heaven and earth, opening such a gap, revealing the true face of the colorful world behind him.
There, it was the cultivation world, and it was the place he longed for......
Fighting with that poisonous snake monk, including a series of previous events, can be said to be an accident, but it was in this way that he touched the world and strode towards it.
Yu Ci ran happily, and the next more than an hour was spent in a high-speed rush.
When he ran, he was supported by spirit runes, and he didn't feel it, but as soon as he stopped, Yu Ci almost thought that he had run out of breath. However, although he was tired and wanted to die, the effect was very obvious: at this moment, he had run at least 500 miles, far exceeding the previous record, and at this rate, counting the necessary rest time, it was not impossible to travel thousands of miles in a day and 800 in a night.
However, at this time, Yu Ci's body was indeed at its limit, and even the excitement quickly ebbed, and the feeling of exhaustion swept through the body...... He knew what force majeure was, so he casually found a fairly hidden place, ready to sleep well under the summons of the Sandman and regain his strength. When he seemed to be asleep, he suddenly remembered that the barren mountains and mountains could not be without a defense.
In a daze, the bronze sword was taken out of his sleeve. Sensing his faint breath, a hazy green mist flickered on the mirror. His fingers poked in, and he began to draw the talisman in such a daze, drawing a five-way psychic talisman. Only this talisman could warn the beast when he approached—and only God knows if it could wake him from his slumber.
Yu Ci was so tired, when he was drawing the talisman, he was already in a semi-comatose state, completely relying on the habit of many years, carrying out this series of actions, barely finishing the last stroke, he didn't care whether the spirit talisman was successful or not, yawning, and fell asleep......
The moonlight shone, and Yu Ci's completely empty body exhaled and inhaled, without consciousness dominating, just following the habit of twelve years, going out of the sun and into the moon, spitting out the old and accepting the new, and attracting the qi of Taiyin. At his hand, the Zhaoshen Bronze Jian also seemed to sense it, and the green mist slowly expanded and contracted, like breathing.
This time, what woke Yu Ci up from a deep sleep was a sudden nightmare.
The nightmare is born for no reason, as if I saw a goshawk in a dream swooping down from a thousand feet in the air. The trance center god split into two halves, half in the sky and half on the ground, on the one hand, thousands of high-altitude clouds flowed like flowing, on the other hand, the ferocious thoughts and malice penetrated into the body, startling him into a cold sweat, and instinctively turned over and stood up......
Yu Ci narrowed his eyes, and the sunlight shone through the mountains and forests. He was still in a trance, but since he woke up, the previous nightmare was no longer terrifying, Yu Ci was about to laugh at it, but his heart was touched again, this time the feeling was real, and he was not unfamiliar.
This is the reaction of the five-party psychic talisman.
This talisman is one of the most complex talismans that Yu Cijing is good at, and it can detect the violent reaction of a nearby living being, and feed this information back into the mind of the caster, as a warning. He still has a memory, which he forcibly drew before he fell asleep, and it was a fluke.
The duration of this charm is about two to three hours, and it is still effective, which means that the coma time is not as long as Yu Ci imagined...... Wait, that's not right.
Yu Ci looked at the sun again and confirmed that the sun had risen to the dome. And he clearly remembered that before falling asleep, it was just night, the sun rose and the moon set, no matter how seven or eight hours passed, the five-party psychic talisman could not be maintained at this time anyway.
But what is beating in the heart is clearly the reaction of this symbol.
When he was confused, he suddenly felt something strange on his left-hand side, and on the ground over there, the hazy blue light flickered, wasn't it the Zhaoshen Bronze Jian used to draw talismans? Perhaps sensing his attention, the blue light of the bronze mirror became more and more eye-catching.
Yu Ci confirmed that he had not used his True Qi to stimulate the effectiveness of the bronze mirror. His gaze fell on the mirror, and his face was immediately filled with astonishment, leaving no gap.
In the blue light, in the mirror, there is clearly a goshawk flying. Yu Ci rubbed his eyes and looked at it again, there was no mistake, Diao beak and feathers, there were many horizontal spots on it, the eagle's eyes were dark yellow, and the tail feathers were long, there was no doubt that it was the goshawk. At this time, this fierce mountain forest fierce bird is hovering at a low altitude, and even the green mountain can be seen under the mirror.
He jerked his grip on the mirror and held it up in front of his eyes.
Why did the goshawk run into his own mirror...... No, he meant, why does the bronze mirror reflect the image of a goshawk? It was as if the mirror that had followed him for many years suddenly became the eyes of a monster, full of throbbing power.
As the thought struck, he jerked his head back, his gaze just past the mountain wall behind him, as if there was an invisible pointer pulling his gaze straight to the southeast sky.
There, there is a black dot hovering in the air.
Goshawk! The same goshawk as in the mirror!
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