The old man's eyes were clear, and there was no hint of falsification, and I took the ancient mirror from his hand at his behest.

This is the first time I've come into contact with this treasure, and it's so light that I wouldn't have noticed it unless I saw it with my own eyes.

Is it such an ordinary-looking mirror with nothing special, but it has the ability to be a rare prophet?

To be honest, I have serious doubts about that.

At this moment, with the ancient mirror in hand, I naturally started to explore with my divine thoughts without any scruples, and the results were different.

This time there is nothing in my mind world!

In other words, the mirror suddenly becomes imperceptible to divine thoughts, just as stealth planes in the real world can evade radar detection.

Surprised, I switched back to the method of tracing qi, and found that this method of using the ubiquitous aura of heaven and earth was more effective.

After thanking the old man, I used my eyes and qi tracing method to carefully examine every part of the mirror, but I still couldn't find anything that interested me.

It's just a mirror, but it's so special that I don't even recognize what it's made of.

In the end, I simply forced a drop of true blood to drop it onto the mirror, trying to see if it could be recognized, which was the only way I knew of to make the magic weapon recognize its master.

Whether it was the beast tooth sword spike when he was buried in the Moon Forest before, or the white tiger combat boots in the cloud wall, it was through this method that he finally recognized the master.

After the blood came into contact with the mirror, it was clearly visible that it was absorbed by the mirror, and finally the small piece of the mirror that disappeared became brighter and clearer.

It's like the surface of the mirror was originally wrapped in a hazy film.

At the same time, I felt that there seemed to be some kind of secret connection between myself and this mirror, and I couldn't explain it for a while.

But this is not the time to think about this, seeing that the method of dripping blood is effective, I simply pressed my entire palm to the mirror, and in an instant, vigorous blood overflowed from the palm of my hand, and frantically poured into the ancient mirror.

The richest old man was stunned by this scene, he never thought that the ancient mirror he had collected all his life would have such a usage.

It can only be said that he still knows too little about the world of immortals, especially the knowledge related to various magic weapons, which he has never been exposed to before.

At this time, although I seemed to have devoted all my body and mind to the study of the ancient mirror, I still left a part of my divine thoughts outside, and cooperated with the method of tracing qi to envelop the entire Xihong City.

The more I realized that this mirror was not simple, the more careful I became.

Fortunately, there are no Confucian immortals stationed in this small city, and there are no monks nearby, all of which I explored when I came.

Suddenly, I noticed something quite interesting.

After the old man saw that I had made a great change in the ancient mirror by dripping blood, there was a very brief moment, his eyes became very attentive, and the muscles of his whole body tensed, and he almost jumped up and snatched it uncontrollably.

But in the end, he had to resist the unseemly desire in his heart, shook his head gently, and sat back in his chair in a decadent manner.

This moment is very short, but I believe that for the old man it is longer than centuries, it is from the torture of the heart and the struggle of the soul.

Although he always knew that this mirror was a treasure, and with its help he achieved a lifetime of glory.

But he didn't expect that this baby might have more abilities that he didn't know.

A life as shrewd as he is, a generation of giants like him, presumably knowing the truth at this time is more uncomfortable than eating a fly alive, just like the person in the real world who buys and returns the pearl.

It's just that the old man is obviously more sober than the person who bought the beads, and knows that the beads are more valuable than the box.

It's just that sometimes this kind of sobriety is not as comfortable as the nightmare, after all, sobriety brings more entanglement and discomfort, just like now.

I read these things from the old man's changing demeanor, but soon I saw a relieved look on his face.

This situation is probably like when he decided to leave the Immortal Mountain Secret Realm in the first place, right?

If you don't look back, why don't you forget?

If there is no fate, why swear?

Today's varieties are like water without traces;

Tomorrow and night, you are no longer strange.

Since it's destined to be missed, let it be completely away!

At this moment, I saw the old man's face show a happy expression again, and he smiled: "Congratulations! Today, I saw the ancient mirror and met the master, the old man is very lucky, he has not lived up to it, and he has no regrets in this life!"

At this time, the process of recognizing the owner of the ancient mirror has also reached an extremely critical moment, I didn't expect that such a small mirror would be like a bottomless pit, sucking a lot of my blood.

It was so surprising to me that I wondered for a moment if I was being calculated.

You must know that when the White Tiger Combat Boots recognized the master, I just took the essence blood and lit the four tiger eyes!

At this time, as my blood and qi continued to pour in, the intimate connection between me and the ancient mirror became clearer and clearer, and I could feel that the mirror had almost become a part of my body, and the feeling of flesh and blood was especially strong.

"It's a pity that it's too big to carry, if only it could be smaller!" Finally, when the ancient mirror's absorption of my blood qi reached saturation, I let out a tired sigh.

Although I have obtained a magic weapon of the immortal family at this moment, I am a big man after all, and I can't hang a big mirror on my body all day long, right?

Unexpectedly, this mirror turned into a streamer wrapped around my finger in an instant, and it turned into a ring in the blink of an eye.

This is a very peculiar looking ring, because its main body is a mirror that has shrunk many times larger, and if there is light shining on it, it must be very dazzling.

What twenty-four carats, what eight hearts and eight arrows, are not worth mentioning in front of its brilliance, of course, provided that there is light.

The more light there is, the brighter it is!

At this moment, I was blessed with a soul, and I also knew the many uses of this mirror.

For example, it can be instantly magnified against enemies, used as a shield for protection, and the smooth mirror surface can effectively reduce the damage taken by oneself.

Not only does it make physical attacks impossible to implement, but it can also reflect quite a lot of magic attacks, which can be described as both offensive and defensive.

Especially in the area of reflex spells, how much you reflect, how much damage you will receive, if you can reflect all the attacks of a certain spell, it is equivalent to having perfect spell immunity at the moment.

Since I have a body that is immune to magic, I don't really value this ability.

And I also have enough strength and defense, so the overall protection of this mirror is quite a chicken for me.