The book has three big characters written on it: "Fixing Mirror".

"Fixation Mirror": Medium-grade Lingbao.

On the edge of the sacred lake in the North Stygian Ice Field, there is a strange ancient well, every full moon night, all kinds of shadows are reflected in the water, and no one can crack the mystery.

Later, a Venerable Transformation God was inspired by chance to see that it was done by a treasure mirror. This treasure mirror is called the Fixation Mirror.

After ascending to the immortal realm, the Venerable God left the "Fixation Mirror" to give to future generations.

"Fixation Mirror": This magic weapon can gather the aura of nature and can fix the monk. Monks of Jindan cannot escape from immobilization spells.

"Fixation Mirror": Liang Zicheng, a monk in the middle of the Yuan Dynasty, obtained the "Fixation Mirror" in a secret realm.

After reading the book in his hand, Liang Zicheng took out the "Fixation Mirror" and looked at it carefully.

Liang Zicheng patted the storage bag, and the fixing mirror flew above his head under his control.

According to the description of "Zongmen Alchemy", Liang Zicheng kept entering the magic into the fixing mirror, and with the input of spiritual power, the fixing mirror was shining brightly, and it kept rotating above Liang Zicheng's head.

Gold, green, blue, red, gray, five colors, corresponding to the five spiritual powers of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, with the input of Liang Zicheng's spiritual power, the five-color light from light to deep, eye-catching.

Ten days later.

Liang Zicheng sat in the real cabin, his hands kept outward, a mirror was suspended above Liang Zicheng's head, the five-colored light on the fixed mirror and Liang Zicheng's spiritual power reflected each other, and the whole cabin was bright.

Gradually, Liang Zicheng's spiritual power began to slowly integrate into the fixed mirror, just like the five-colored light.

Liang Zicheng felt that there seemed to be some kind of inexplicable connection between himself and the fixing mirror, but this connection was not close, Liang Zicheng believed that as long as he withdrew his spiritual power at this moment, this connection would disappear.

After ten days of continuous hard training, Liang Zicheng naturally would not let such a thing happen.

The sacrificial training has come to the most critical juncture, and if you can't leave your own divine sense imprint on the fixed mirror, these ten days of hard work will be in vain.

Liang Zicheng carefully controlled the output of spiritual power, and at the same time, he was dual-purpose, and a wisp of divine consciousness emanated from the sea of consciousness, wanting to integrate into the fixed mirror.

It's just that the fixing mirror seems to be very resistant to Liang Zicheng's divine sense, and no matter how hard Liang Zicheng tries, his divine sense can't attach to the fixed mirror.

Fine beads of sweat oozed from Liang Zicheng's forehead, ten consecutive days of sacrifice, the spiritual power in his body was about to be exhausted, if it weren't for the fact that his spiritual energy was thicker than that of ordinary mid-Yuan Infant cultivators, I am afraid that this sacrifice would have already failed.

Liang Zicheng's wisp of divine sense kept testing inside the fixed mirror, trying to find the most suitable place to stay.

Liang Zicheng carefully attached his divine sense to it, and continuously injected multiple magic tricks into the fixed mirror. These techniques are reinforcement techniques, which can allow Liang Zicheng's divine consciousness to be more closely attached to it, and it will not easily deviate.

After the tea kung fu, the fixing mirror suddenly emitted a clear sound, the brilliance was magnificent, the five-color spiritual light was more prosperous, and the spiritual power kept circulating in the fixing mirror.

Liang Zicheng stretched out his hand and pointed, and the spiritual power in the fixing mirror automatically flew out, along Liang Zicheng's meridians, and entered Liang Zicheng's body again.

Retracting all the spiritual power in his body, looking at the fixing mirror hovering above his head, Liang Zicheng showed a satisfied look in his eyes.

The sacrifice is successful!

A smile appeared at the corner of Liang Zicheng's mouth, his right hand pinched the trick, and the fixing mirror hovered up and down around Liang Zicheng's body, like an arm making fingers, and he was extremely flexible. As soon as Liang Zicheng's method changed again, he saw that the fixing mirror instantly became several times larger.

This change Liang Zicheng sent and received from his heart, a smile appeared on his face, Liang Zicheng accepted the trick, and the fixing mirror changed back to its original state and fell into Liang Zicheng's hands.

After the meditation mirror, Liang Zicheng did not relax and meditated and rested in place.

"Qi Zhen Jun, we have something important to tell you..". A few days later, the voice of Wei Yongbo, the head of Kunlun, came from outside the hall.

"Come in..". Liang Zicheng said immediately.

"I'll see the true king..". Wei Yongbo, the head of Kunlun, Ma Le, the head of the Tianshan faction, Miao Fan, the head of the Canghai faction, and the head of the Chongxu Dao appeared in the hall together.

Liang Zicheng glanced at them, and then his face changed, and he didn't understand how the four of them could appear here at the same time today.

"Excuse me". Liang Zicheng waved his hand, and then said, "Wait, what's the matter?" ？

"Qi Zhen Jun, the military department sent an urgent document..". Wei Yongbo, the head of Kunlun, hurriedly handed a document to Liang Zicheng.

After Liang Zicheng took the document, he looked at it carefully.

After reading this document, Liang Zicheng's brows furrowed again.

"How long does it take for this monk to reach Earth." Liang Zicheng then asked.

Ma Le, the head of the Tianshan faction, arched his hand, and then said: "There should be three more hours to reach the sky above the earth.."

"But there's an image of the monk." Liang Zicheng asked again.

"Mako-kun, please see..". With a wave of Chongxudao's long hand, a screen appeared opposite Liang Zicheng.

Then a middle-aged monk appeared on the screen, and at this moment he was flying towards the earth with a flying sword.

"This person can fly freely in space, and he must be a Yuanying Zhenjun..." Miao Fan, the head of the Canghai faction, pointed to the middle-aged monk on the screen and said.

Liang Zicheng glanced at the middle-aged monk on the screen, and then asked directly, "Can you recognize this person?" ？

"Qiyu Zhenjun, we used to be foundation building monks, how could we know Yuanying Zhenjun..." Wei Yongbo, the head of Kunlun, hurriedly said.

"Who is this person.." Liang Zicheng looked at the middle-aged monk on the screen, and his brows furrowed.

"Could it be the descendants who moved away from the earth 5,000 years ago?" said Daoist Chong Xu, suddenly.

"Impossible..". Ma Le, the head of the Tianshan Sect, shook his head, and then said, "Those monks have been gone for thousands of years, and it is impossible for them to come back..."

"Look.." Miao Fan, the head of the Canghai faction, pointed to the screen in astonishment.

At this moment, the middle-aged monk seemed to feel that the robe on his body did not fit. Then he took off his robe, revealing the clothes inside.

"I think I've seen this dress somewhere." Wei Yongbo, the head of Kunlun, looked at the clothes and said.

"Aren't all those green-haired friars wearing these clothes?" Ma Le, the head of the Tianshan faction, quickly remembered.

Liang Zicheng looked at the middle-aged monk on the screen, and then remembered that many green-haired monks liked to wear this kind of clothes.

"Zhenjun, this person is definitely an extraterritorial monk.." , Miao Fan, the head of Canghai, pointed to the middle-aged monk on the screen and said.

"Hmm..". Liang Zicheng nodded and did not speak again.

After Wei Yongbo, the head of Kunlun, arched his hand, he said, "What should we do next?"

"Killed". Liang Zicheng glanced contemptuously at the green-haired middle-aged monk on the screen.

Now that he knows that he is an extraterritorial green-haired monk, he must not be allowed to leave the earth alive.

"Zhenjun, where are we going to fight him?" Daoist Chongxu then asked.

Liang Zicheng thought for a while, and then asked: "Ask the military department, how long will it take him to reach the moon..."

"Yes..". Miao Fan, the head of Canghai, arched his hand, then walked to the side and began to make a call.

Soon after, Miao Fan, the head of Canghai, came over.

"Qi Zhen Jun, news has come from the military department, at his current speed, he will reach the sky over the moon in an hour and a half...".

"Zhenjun, shall I go to the moon to meet this person?" Wei Yongbo, the head of Kunlun, immediately asked.

Liang Zicheng glanced at Wei Yongbo, the head of Kunlun, and others, and then said: "You wait here, and I will go to meet this person alone..."

After Liang Zicheng finished speaking, he directly summoned a flying sword and flew towards the moon.

"Shin-kun..". Wei Yongbo, the head of Kunlun, Ma Le, the head of the Tianshan faction, and Miao Fan, the head of the Canghai faction, shouted one after another.

"Hey..". Chong Xudao sighed and then said, "What are we going to do?" ？

"What else can I do, I can only wait for news from Zhenjun." Wei Yongbo, the head of Kunlun, also sighed.

"I just don't know how this extraterritorial monk's cultivation is..." Ma Le said as he looked at the extraterritorial monk on the screen.

"It shouldn't be very high..". Miao Fan said slowly.

A little over an hour later on the moon.

Liang Zicheng was already standing quietly in one place at the moment, slowly waiting for the arrival of the foreign monks.

Wei Yongbo, the head of Kunlun, Ma Le, the head of the Tianshan faction, and Miao Fan, the head of the Canghai faction. Ma Le is watching Liang Zicheng's every move in the hall at the moment.

"News from the military headquarters that the foreign monks will arrive in ten minutes..". Miao Fan hurriedly said.

"Okay, I'll inform Zhen-kun.." After Wei Yongbo, the head of Kunlun, finished speaking, he said into a microphone: "Zhenjun, in ten minutes, that extraterritorial monk will pass by the moon."

"Got it..". Liang Zicheng's voice came from inside the microphone.

"What are you doing?" Ma Le, the head of Tianshan, pointed to Liang Zicheng on the screen suspiciously.

"I don't know.." Wei Yongbo, the head of Kunlun, shook his head suspiciously.

"The true monarch is gone.." Soon the head of the Chongxu Dao shouted excitedly.

"I think I'm hiding, ready to sneak up on that extraterritorial monk..." Wei Yongbo, the head of Kunlun, looked at the empty screen and said.

At this moment, Liang Zicheng had already hidden his figure, quietly waiting for the arrival of the foreign monk.

"Zhenjun, there's still a minute..". Liang Zicheng's ears heard the voice of Wei Yongbo, the head of Kunlun.

After hearing this, Liang Zicheng directly set his eyes on the distance.

Soon after, a middle-aged monk appeared in his eyes, and at this moment, he was quickly flying towards the earth with a flying sword.

"The middle of the Yuan Infant ..". Liang Zicheng soon discovered the cultivation of this Yuanying monk.

After Liang Zicheng spoke, as soon as his arm was raised, the bright silver spear flew out directly.

Suddenly, a muffled sound of "poof" came, and the phantom of a black spear appeared out of thin air, and quickly condensed and expanded, and the whistling sound sounded.

"What" After the extraterritorial Yuanying monk saw the bright silver spear that suddenly appeared, his face changed instantly.

He obviously didn't expect that there would be monks in ambush here.

The Extraterritorial Yuan Infant Cultivator was horrified in his heart, and slapped his waist quickly with one hand.

Suddenly, a flash of red light flew out, and in the hands of the extraterritorial Yuanying monk, it turned into a red flying knife that was a few feet long.

Not only that, but the extraterritorial Yuanying Cultivator opened his mouth, and a stream of essence blood spurted out, and it disappeared into the red flying knife in a flash, and then slashed towards the bright silver spear under the dazzling red flash.

"Needless struggle!" Liang Zicheng was slightly stunned when he saw the red flying knife magic weapon taken out by the extraterritorial Yuanying monk, but immediately let out a sneer in his mouth.

Suddenly, the Bright Silver Spear soared again, and then flew directly towards the Extraterritorial Yuan Infant Cultivator.

There was a muffled sound of "bang", and the red flying knife was directly shattered without even a slight resistance.

And Liang Zicheng's bright silver spear continued to fly down regardless of it, and at the same time, a "boom" sounded, and it directly hit the Yuanying monk outside the territory.