The treasure house is ahead, and no one is allowed to enter through its door.

Recalling the details of the last tripod opening, Zhang San bathed in incense, respectfully bowed to the big ding, and recited the scriptures several times, but the result was still like a stubborn stone.

There are all the keys, and the tripod is also opened, why is there no response? Zhang San jumped into the tripod again, took a knife and began to scrape the patina on the tripod, hoping to find something.

Pieces of patina peeled off under Zhang San's knife, and suddenly a trace of sleepiness rose inexplicably, I couldn't sleep until I finished shaving, Lu Wan was still guarding herself outside the yard!

Thinking in his heart, but Zhang San's eyelids couldn't help but close.

Suddenly I felt that I had arrived on a big mountain, there were nine tripods flying in the sky, he was looking blankly, each tripod was engraved with two glowing ancient handwriting, and the underground was worshiped by all the people, chanting some words that Zhang San did not understand.

The misty mountains and rivers are majestic, with the majesty of the wilderness, and the worshippers below are dressed with the breath of the ancestors, Zhang San realized that this should be a picture from a long time ago.

At this time, a man wearing bronze armor suddenly appeared in the picture, this person Zhang San recognized, it was the mythical and legendary Dayu, but this Dayu is much more burly than Zhang San saw on paper, standing on it like a towering mountain, a little bit like a human body.

Dayu held a spear in his hand, looked at the sky, and shouted: "Jiuding each belongs to its place, and the town of Shenzhou is in all directions." ”

The nine mouths got the order, gathered together like psychic, saluted Dayu, and then quickly flew in all directions, and one of them fell directly on the spot.

This process is not short, Zhang San saw the handwriting on the tripod clearly, and also saw that the appearance of the nine tripods is similar, in fact, there are still differences.

The previous Ding Zhang San was the first to recognize, and the two words on it were "Qi Ding", recalling that he had learned Hongmeng Purple Qi on it, which seemed to be worthy of the name.

The other mouthfuls are, "Bing Ding", "Jing Ding", "Dan Ding", "Qi Ding", "Fa Ding", "Xuan Ding", "Xian Ding", "Dream Ding".

Mengding, which is the Ding, that Zhang San has now, looks more delicate and elegant than other Dingdings, and is flying in his direction.

Am I in a dream?

Zhang San wanted to pinch himself, but the Mengding suddenly accelerated and flew directly towards where Zhang San was standing.

"Oops!" Zhang San wanted to hide, but his feet were sucked in, and he couldn't move a step, seeing his body enlarged in front of him, and he was stoned to death if he didn't run.

"It's a dream!

Zhang San comforted himself vigorously, a spirit, woke up, it was really a dream, or lying in the ding, the previous scene was gone.

The fire fold was extinguished, Zhang San re-lit it, and a particularly smooth round mirror appeared on the part where the patina had just been deducted, reflecting Zhang San's surprised face and a little firelight.

Zhang San stretched out his hand and touched it, the mirror actually moved, and then made a faint voice, "Zitai is slightly worse, but if you open the Martial Arts Heavenly Palace, you can light up the dream, so I will give you the power of a mirror." ”

The voice dispersed, Zhang San felt a flower in front of him, the mirror was gone, and the body returned to darkness, and a mirror suddenly appeared in the martial arts heavenly palace of the body, hanging high in the air, reflecting the cyan mountains, nine sword-shaped grasses, and three little pigs playing.

The little pig jumped when he saw the mirror, and cheered, but Zhang San was thrown out of the ding, and the big ding, which was a few feet high, returned to the size of a palm, and lay alone beside Zhang San.

After that, no matter how Zhang San recited the spell, this Ding was like dead, and there was no response.

He also said that my qualifications were too bad! Where was my qualifications? Zhang San was a little unconvinced, but no one argued with him.

What is the power of this mirror? There are rumors of the power of bulls and tigers, the power of dragons and elephants, and the power of dragons and elephants by eating such and such immortal grass or elixir, but the power of one mirror is unheard of.

I can't figure it out, I can't think about it, after receiving the ding, Zhang San called Lu Wan from outside the courtyard back.

Deeply exposed, counting that he had been tossing for at least more than an hour, Zhang San looked at Lu Wan, who was slightly tired, and said hard, there are hundreds of people in Fuzhou Tangkou, and the person he trusts the most is only Dr. Lu.

"It's okay, let's go back to sleep when you're done!" Lu Wan said casually.

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhang San felt that there was movement in the Martial Dao Heavenly Palace, and when he looked at it, a picture appeared in the mirror, and it was still moving, it was the picture of Lu Wan walking in from outside the courtyard, which lasted for about sixty breaths before and after.

It's very clear, just like a glance in front of him, Zhang San has watched it twice repeatedly, this is the power of one shot? Can I never forget it? That's not right, is it just this one picture repeatedly? It should be able to erase it!

As soon as Zhang San thought of this, two seal characters appeared on the mirror, "remember" and "go", remember or erase? Zhang San pondered the meaning, and read it in his heart, and saw that the picture was immediately condensed into a small black dot, which fell on the edge of the mirror, and it was impossible to see it unless he looked carefully.

When Zhang San found the small black dot, the previous picture immediately reappeared in the mirror.

"Go!" Zhang San read again in his heart, the picture immediately dispersed, the black dots were gone, and the picture reappeared in the mirror, it was Lu Wan standing in front of him waving her hand, and then pinching her nose.

Zhang San pulled his mind out of the Martial Dao Heavenly Palace, felt his nose sour, and a silky little hand with a medicinal fragrance was pinching.

"The spirit is out?" Lu Wan retracted her hand and said with a smile.

Zhang San said with a smile: "Just looking at your dress, I remembered that we set off from the foot of Yunmeng Mountain last year and went all the way to Fujian, when you were also dressed like this, and the year passed in a blink of an eye." ”

Lu Wan said: "It's still a month away, but the weather in the south is warm, and the clothes don't need to be so thick, but you can still think of me, it's quite surprising, I thought you were filled with glacier goddesses and Xiao Mingyue in your heart." ”

Zhang Sandao: "People are not grass and trees, if you didn't bring me into the rivers and lakes, my martial arts career will definitely be rewritten, and I can't forget it." ”

Lu Wan smiled: "This situation can be recalled." ”

"What has come out of nowhere?" Zhang San remembered this poem, heard Mingyue read it, and had an impression.

Lu Wan smiled: "Lu Wan is confused now. ”

"No, it was at that time!" Zhang San remembered.

Lu Wan said: "Whether it was then or now, it was confusing. ”

Zhang San heard the meaning of the words and said, "I'm not happy to be my medicine boy, is it?"

Lu Wan said: "No, this is my life, I owe Zhu Congzhi's love, this is to pay him back, it falls into your hands, and it should be, I looked down on you at the beginning, thinking that you were a thief with no interest, and now whether you are martial arts status or kung fu, I can only look up to, being a medicine boy under you, God punished me for being blind and ignorant, and I am to blame." ”

"Don't say that. Zhang San gently grabbed Lu Wan's shoulder, which looked weak in the night.

(End of chapter)