Chen Fusheng suddenly had a kind of enlightenment.

The more capable he is, the more energetic he is, the more he can see.

Although this world is open to him, most of it is a "mirage".

At present, his realm is not enough, and it is not enough to peek into more serendipitous secrets.

So Chen Fusheng did not hesitate at all.

Close your eyes decisively.

If you are greedy and your energy is exhausted, then disaster is coming.

As Chen Fusheng closed his eyes and gathered his spirit, a moment later, the sticky feeling like a surging tide before hit him again.

It didn't take long for all the oppression to fade away, and there was no longer any restraint.

Chen Fusheng exhaled and slowly opened his eyes.

Sure enough, he had returned to the rocks of the Barren Ridge Stone Road.

But this time, he didn't have a strong sense of drowsiness, and his spirit was quite holdable.

It's just that the eyelids are a little stinging, and the eyebrows are faintly swollen.

By entering the space of the Heaven and Earth Jade Bridge this time, Chen Fusheng also had more experience, and he pondered it carefully in his heart.

"Wherever I am, the first clear area I can see is there...... This also means that the opportunity is not far away, and the search can be inferred. ”

"Maybe it's possible that when I'm in the wrong place, I won't have a chance...... And the current eyesight observation is only a flash of chance......"

"In the future, when my realm rises, I have enough certainty, and then I deepen my wait-and-see, maybe I can see more content......"

"But now, every time you get your hands on it, it's earned!"

"Don't be greedy, don't take risks, be steady!"

After some pondering, Chen Fusheng sat quietly for a moment and calmed down.

Then, begin to recall the directions you see.

Everything was ready, Chen Fusheng carried his sword on his back and walked away.

About the time of the tea, I came to a place that could be roughly calculated.

Start the "Symbolic Citation".

He immediately stepped on the yin and yang of the void and reality, with a sword in his hand, and drew a brief Taiji diagram on the ground in front of him.

Steps, carving, all in one go.

Cut your finger with a sword and squeeze out a drop of blood. Then he quickly drew a complex and changeable sigil on the blade of the iron sword, and immediately pointed a sword at the Taiji diagram.

"Blood is poured into it, the intention is poured into it, and where do I take my thoughts......"

With an obscure mantra recited silently, Chen Fusheng's sword did not move at all. At the same time, the direction of the flickering light is repeatedly memorized in the mind, and the image is constantly strengthened.

After about a few breaths, a faint ray of blood oozed from the tip of the sword.

The blood light flashed like phosphorus fire and fell into the Taiji diagram on the ground.

Moment!

There was a flash of light in the Taiji diagram.

Then, in the distance, in a certain mountain pass, there was also a flash of light.

That's right, it's there!

Chen Fusheng was overjoyed in his heart, clenched his fists tightly, and raised his eyes to watch.

The light in front of you is a pair of reflections in your heart, which is very compatible.

He immediately walked quickly along the route.

The so-called Wangshan runs a dead horse......

Chen Fusheng realized again that compared to the previous search for opportunities outside the Land Temple, this time the road was much farther.

Fortunately, there is a reference indication, and there is a mental image verification, and the path is correct.

Running briskly, nearly two hours later, Chen Fusheng arrived again.

This col is unusually remote.

All around is a decaying dead forest, and a thick fog fills the air.

From time to time, gray and black crows quacked and swept by, the air was muddy, and the four fields were hazy.

In such a late autumn season, the grass is bleak, and there is a dull and lifeless atmosphere.

Chen Fusheng stood on the slope and looked around.

This location happens to be between the barren mountains in the backyard of Jiang Youcai's family and the faint temple in the distance.

After observing the terrain, Chen Fusheng was not careless, and asked a hexagram again. Buckle the middle finger with the thumb, the index finger forward, and the tail finger backward, silently "asking the front dust".

After a while, I got a hexagram "hidden in the wild".

This hexagram can be called a good one, representing something that is good and beneficial.

Chen Fusheng's heart was settled, and he began to search around this mountain col.

He has long had experience that as long as there is a tingling reaction in the eyelid, it means that there is something different. So being half-blind also has the advantage of being half-blind, at least you don't have to look so carefully.

Silently laughing at himself in his heart, Chen Fusheng hadn't been gone for long, and his eyelids suddenly went numb.

In front of a crooked neck in the dead bushes, there seems to be a vague feeling.

He hurried over and crouched down by the dead bushes.

Sure enough, the eyelids became more and more tingling and sore, and finally spotted a spot.

As Chen Fusheng stared.

At the root of the tree in front of him, speckled light began to appear, like phosphorus fire.

Chen Fusheng did not hesitate to dig with his sword.

The process was still smooth, digging more than a foot deep.

Immediately, the pit was full of light.

Inside the erosion sludge, a hexagonal shaped utensil is wrapped, which is revealed.

Chen Fusheng took a deep breath, carefully stretched out his hand, and pulled it out.

Take a look at it in your hand.

It turned out to be a hexagonal brass mirror the size of a child's palm.

The shape of this mirror is simple, and the back is embossed with the folklore of "Hades and Hells", and the intricate patterns are all over the place, which is both peculiar and exquisite.

On the front, there is a dull mirror, smooth and hazy, and nothing out of the ordinary.

The mirror is already full of patina, and I don't know how many years it has been buried, revealing a musty smell of rot. And it is light and fluttering in the hand, which looks like brass, but in fact it is like tissue paper.

Chen Fusheng looked at it for a moment, then immediately raised the iron sword in his hand and stared at the blade.

On the colorless blade surface, his half-blind eyes with heterochromatic eyes appeared.

In fact, he has a mirror in his hand, so he doesn't need to look at the sword.

But how dare Chen Fusheng carelessly look at a mirror of unknown origin?

Staring at his eyes for a moment, Chen Fusheng once again cast his gaze on the bronze mirror.

Sure enough, as expected!

Glimpse.

Immediately, on the brass mirror in his palm, a little light burst out, fell into his eyes, and disappeared.

Meanwhile.

Chen Fusheng gained a period of enlightenment, and instantly learned the details of this thing.

The name of this object is "Five Elements Mirror".

Legend has it that it is a treasure that has fallen into the world in the Yellow Spring River of the Underworld.

The ghosts and monsters in the world are formless and incorporeal, and they are the most difficult. But this mirror can shine on the ghosts, so that they cannot hide.

In addition, if the ghosts in this mirror are not highly cultivated, they can be illuminated for their weaknesses. Its weakness implies the principle of the five elements of mutual restraint, which can be seen at a glance.

Then, this mirror has a special ability that can be called bizarre.

If this mirror illuminates the bones of the dead, whether it is a dead person or an undead demon, it can be illuminated by the characteristics of the five elements. With the method of the five elements, the dead bones can be brought back to life.

Of course, this kind of resurrection is not a real resurrection.

Instead, it is similar to the corpse and the corpse, with a sense of life, and can be driven by the person holding the "Five Elements Mirror", and cannot resist.

Chen Fusheng pondered this feeling repeatedly.

An extremely ridiculous thought could not help but arise in my heart:

Isn't this a magic weapon for raising zombies?

Having said that, Chen Fusheng did not despise it at all, but was extremely happy.

"If I go to the Jiang family's old mansion and 'bring Master's relatives back to life', wouldn't I be able to perform a sacrifice for Master and give him a burial where he wishes?"

The more Chen Fusheng thought about it, the more reliable he became, and he was so excited that he almost danced.

Although the idea is really absurd, and the process must be extremely weird, weird, and even surreptitious.

But now, that's the only viable way Chen Fusheng can count on.

Chen Fusheng couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, and immediately put away the "Five Elements Mirror".

Tidy up the pit you dug and walk away quickly.

......

......

Just about an hour after Chen Fusheng left.

Not far from the crooked neck of the dead bushes, two figures appeared.

The first person was wearing a black robe, and his image was as skinny as wood. The figure is tall, the shoulders are pointed, the eyebrows are sparse, the eyes are sunken, the cheeks seem to be rusty, cold and hard, and the temperament is very arrogant.

He wears a high crown of hair and hands in his sleeves, and walks as if he is floating. This man was about sixty years old, but he had shiny black hair, eyes like eagles, and he was full of energy.

Behind the black-robed man, followed by a young girl.

The girl wore the usual red jacket, cotton pants and cloth shoes, and was unpretentious. With a round face, a small nose and a small mouth, his face is ruddy, and he looks youthful and lively.

It's just that her long soft black hair is scattered, blocking her appearance, and she can't see it really. just revealed shrewd and clever dark eyes, very smart, and delicate and difficult to hide.

The strange thing is that the girl wears black iron shackles on both hands and feet. Although it is not linked, it is really terrifying to wear four pairs of shackles.

In addition to this, the girl also squatted on the shoulder of a crow with gray and white feathers.

But the crow's eyes were rolled, and most of its body showed rotten bones, and its fur was dull, and it looked dead, not at all like a living bird.

The two of them slowly approached the crooked neck of the dead bush.

"My chance, it should be this place!"

The black-robed and high-crowned old man picked up a bone fragment and looked at it carefully.

On the bone fragment, with a brief stroke, there is a scene of a crooked neck and a dead tree, and there are a few brushstrokes around, which collects the characteristics of this place, and you can know it at a glance.

The shackled girl blinked her smart eyes, looked around, pointed to the messy grass under the tree, and laughed in a voice like a warbler's voice:

"Mr. Mao, is the opportunity you looking for buried there?"

The black-robed and high-crowned old man just took one step, as if he had shrunk into an inch, and immediately stood where the girl was pointing.

He glanced at it, and then his face turned pale, his arrogant demeanor was gone, and his eyes almost exploded with ghostly fire, and he shouted:

"Who is it?"

"Who dares to take away my chance?"