"Master, I'm going to make a pot of tea, let's talk while drinking, okay?" Seeing that Qin Yiyang and Mo Yu Daoren were chatting about magic weapons, Dong Qian'er couldn't help but be a little depressed, she decided to ease the atmosphere, and went to make tea beautifully, thinking in her heart, Qin Yiyang personally visited today, Master should give Uncle Danwang a face and allow the two of them to go out for a day, right?

"Dare to ask Uncle Shi, if the monster overpowers the divine object, how can I rescue it?" Qin Yiyang didn't have the heart to drink tea, if the ancient mirror was not cultivated, let alone become an immortal, he would soon become a big devil who was hated by everyone.

He doesn't want to become a big devil, if one day the devil is so big that even Xiangyu will be killed, how can it be good?

"What you can think of, those seniors have long thought that when the monster overpowers the artifact, as long as the spiritual power of the artifact is continuously enhanced, it can be pressed back and the monster can be suppressed!" Mo Yu Daoren said with relish, presumably this is the obsession of the master caster! After a while, he couldn't help but sigh again, " However, if you want to enhance the spiritual power of the gods, it is not an easy thing, all the gods and goddesses, there are already countless immortal sect arrays inside, and then adding a few large arrays to it, it is undoubtedly a drop in the bucket, the only way is to keep adding treasures to the gods, the more treasures, the better, the greater the help to the gods! Let the gods and monsters fall against each other, it will take thirty or fifty years for one side to overpower the other party, but if there is an external force, as long as the external force is strong enough, no matter how slow it is, it can be pressed back within three or five years!"

As soon as these words came out, Qin Yiyang's eyes couldn't help but light up, as long as there is a way to save him, no matter how difficult or slow that method is, it is better than nothing.

Thinking that the ancient mirror could return to the divine power of the past, he couldn't help but ignite the hope of becoming an immortal in his heart, although he was still not sure that the ancient mirror was the kind of treasure that the Moyu Daoist said, but he still decided to use this method to save the ancient mirror, and the dead horse was a live horse doctor!

Add good treasures to it? Thinking about it carefully, the treasures he can get on his body now are the ones he earned at the alchemy conference last time, and the Vientiane Buddha beads in the Red Phoenix Nunnery.

As for An Lingxuan's personal treasure, the Red Fire Ice Dragon, he naturally can't take it for his own use, otherwise the girl will definitely play with him, the only thing that can be decided is the Vientiane Buddha Bead, tell her that she didn't find it? Or discuss it with her directly, borrow him for a few years, and return it to her after the Shenyu Mountains and Rivers Diagram overpowers the ancient mirror monster?

Thinking like this, he said goodbye to Moyu Daoren, and ran towards the foggy lake, thinking about how to tell An Lingxuan about this.

At the same time, I was also thinking that when I returned to the mountain for a while, I passed by Jiuyang Peak, asked Jiuyangzi Lao Dao for a few good flying swords, and threw them into the ancient mirror to help Shenyu Mountains and Rivers, anyway, the old Dao once said that his room full of flying swords was up to him.

After pondering it like this, he couldn't help but think that throwing a spiritual object into the ancient mirror could boost the spiritual power of the Shenyu Mountains and Rivers, and let it overwhelm the ancient mirror monster, and vice versa? If the monster was thrown inside, would it boost the magic power of the ancient mirror monster?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

I vaguely remember that when I first picked up the ancient mirror, I kept adding herbs to it, and the transformation ability of the ancient mirror was getting stronger and stronger, and now that I think about it, it turned out that a large number of spiritual grasses boosted the spiritual power of Shenyu Mountains and Rivers.

And then the reason why the ancient mirror monster suddenly gained the upper hand, is it because he has recently transformed too many monsters? It seems that after the ancient mirror is restored to its original state, it can't be used to transform the monster at will, so as not to regenerate and change, just transform the spirit object.

"Master, what about Qin Yiyang?" Qin Yiyang had already broken through the air and walked away, Dong Qian'er had just brought three cups of hot tea, and when she saw that only Moyu Dao was left in the pavilion, she couldn't help but exclaim.

"Let's go!" Mo Yu Daoist replied faintly, his eyes still staring at the Xuanguang chessboard.

"No, why didn't he leave without telling me, how can it be reasonable......" Dong Qian'er threw down the tea bowl and prepared to chase out.

"The guest has left, continue to practice the sword!" Unexpectedly, Mo Yu Daoist suddenly shot out a sword light, cutting off her way, seeing his lover crying and mourning, Mo Yu Dao couldn't help but add another sentence, "You go to him now, I'm afraid he won't have the heart to play with you, another day!"

"Master, what do you mean by this?" Dong Qian'er felt that Mo Yu Daoren had something to say, so she hurriedly leaned over and changed her face with a smile, wanting to get something out of her teacher, because she was wondering, if something happened to Qin Yiyang, otherwise how could she not have the heart to play with her?

"Life is like chess, blessing is immortal fate, and disaster is also immortal fate, it's hard to say it!" Mo Yu Daoist smiled leisurely, Qin Yiyang came to ask about the treasure, so he guessed a clue, but I don't know what kind of strange thing that kid got and scared him like that.

"What kind of immortal fate is not immortal, Master, is he in any trouble? No, I'm going to find him......" Dong Qian'er was angry, and Master's speech was always full of mystery, not refreshing at all.

"Then hand over the Flame Flying Sword!" Mo Yu Daoist said, flicking his hand lightly, the Fire Flying Sword behind Dong Qian'er trembled.

The said treasure recognizes the master, this fire flying sword is now only at the call of Dong Qian'er, but when the casting master refines the treasure, he will leave a life, that is, who refines the treasure, even if the treasure is finally refined by someone else's blood, he can still control one or two.

"Ah...... Master, I hate you!" Dong Qian'er cried and wailed, and then obediently went to practice swords.

On the shores of the Foggy Lake

The morning mist has not yet dissipated, a ray of warm sun shines in, the lake is full of fog shadows, colorful and free, very beautiful.

On the cyan mountain stone, An Lingxuan stood facing the lake, she was still so arrogant in a lotus-colored smoke gauze skirt, there was no trace of a smile on her white and smooth bottle-like face, and her faint eyebrows and thin red lips were as if they were painted on her face, without flaws.

In order to get back the Vientiane Buddha Beads and her personal treasure Red Fire Ice Dragon, she arrived here last night, waiting for Qin Yiyang to come to the appointment.

She thought about it, if Qin Yiyang dared to trick her and didn't come to the appointment, then she would directly kill Xiandan Mountain, even if she fought with him, she would let him know the price of deceiving her.

A little, a purple fire broke through the air, and it was Qin Yiyang who came, and he was not idle along the way, he kept stuffing things into the ancient mirror, and he would take a look after taking a few steps to see if the mountains and rivers in the ancient mirror had recovered a trace of vitality.

"Senior Sister An, I've kept you waiting, the Red Fire Ice Dragon has helped you repair it, you can just drop blood and refine it again!" After Qin Yiyang landed, he handed the Red Fire Ice Dragon to An Lingxuan.

In the past few days, he has been carrying it closely, and when he is fine, he will take it out to feel its gentleness, and now he is going to return it, and he is suddenly a little reluctant in his heart, as if he is afraid that he will never feel the mysterious feeling of light as flowing water in the future.

"Vientiane Buddha Beads!" An Lingxuan took the Red Fire Ice Dragon, looked at it carefully for a long time, and a look of surprise appeared on her face, the silky red silk was not only repaired, but also much brighter than before.

She didn't believe it, she must have found the Moyu Daoist from Qingyunmen to cultivate, and that old Dao was a well-known casting master.

There was a trace of gratitude in her heart, Qin Yiyang actually begged for her treasures, but gratitude is gratitude, the things in Shimen Zhenshan have to be recovered, there is no Vientiane Buddha beads, and she can't explain to the master when she goes back.

"That black widow's storage bag is too demonic, my Uncle Mo Yu said that if you want to break the prohibition above, it will take half a month to say the least!" Qin Yiyang had an idea, and he thought about it, he decided to borrow the Vientiane Buddha Beads, and the treasure of saving the god Yu Shanhe Tu was far from enough, how could he easily return such a good thing?

"Didn't you say last time that you hadn't seen the old witch's storage bag!" An Lingxuan smiled coldly.

"Senior Sister An, I'm kind enough to help you find treasures, it doesn't seem appropriate for you to bite back like this, right?" Qin Yiyang sneered at each other, isn't this girl ignorant! Help her repair the Red Fire Ice Dragon, even if she doesn't even say thank you, she actually exposes his shortcomings.

Hearing this, An Lingxuan didn't say anything more, after all, she also felt that it was immoral to do so, and it was not the work of a big woman.

When the two of them were relatively speechless, they both had something to say but didn't know where to start, a loud noise suddenly came from the direction of Jiuyang Peak, like a landslide and a crack, followed by a heavy ink fire, like a sky collapse, black clouds roaring, instantly covering the sky that was originally shining with a bright sun.

(End of chapter)