Ask the Mirror Chapter 1: Shangxian

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The story begins in the dark barren mountains and beside the noisy campfire,

A magnificent and majestic world has opened...

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It’s the beginning of spring and the weather is still cold. The night wind in the mountains and forests whistled, blowing into the main hall of the Taoist temple with only half of the door remaining, but was staggered by the lively atmosphere inside.

In the middle of the hall, there was a blazing bonfire, with more than a dozen men surrounding it, drinking wine and eating meat, laughing with each other, all sweating profusely, and it was very lively.

There is a black-faced man inside, sitting first under the leader and with the loudest voice. He took a sip of strong wine and roared with the strength of the wine:

"With Brother Xuanqing here, our brothers' business in one year is worth ten years. This year's situation is better than last year, and everyone will make a lot of money, which is just around the corner!"

The whole hall responded with a roar, and the atmosphere became even more enthusiastic. The black-faced man laughed loudly, took another sip from the gourd, and turned around to see that the "Brother Xuanqing" in his mouth seemed not to have heard the flattery just now, and was still in his usual posture, wearing a yellow Taoist robe, and his eyelids seemed to be closed. If it is not closed, it will appear mysterious and unpredictable.

The black-faced man sighed inwardly, but he still put on a respectful look on his face and greeted: "Brother?"

After being greeted, Xuan Qing opened his eyes. He had black beard and hair, shiny skin, and his expression was unhurried and elegant. He hummed: "What's the matter?"

The black-faced man salivated and said, "Brother, are we still going to pay tribute to Lao Lu this year?"

Xuan Qing glanced at him: "Other than Manager Lu, who else can speak in the house?"

The black-faced man shook his head loudly: "If you ask me, Lu's eyes are on his forehead, and it's hard to talk. It's better to go to the boss of the Chang family. This person is in charge of the shrimp beetle. If you get along well, you can get a good price for an ordinary product. Where can you find such a good thing? ”

The Taoist glanced sideways and sneered: "You don't know, do you? Chang Rong has made a lot of money every year. He has become naughty. If you want to pay tribute to him, how much will it take to feed him enough?" ? Besides, that guy already has a few regular customers, and he earns a share every year. He makes money quickly and steadily, and he doesn’t even bother to look at us individual customers..."

Having said this, Xuan Qing paused and said, "Have you found a way?"

"No, no, I just watched my eldest brother and the guy named Lu fight. It was very hard, and we couldn't stand it..."

Speaking of words that even disgusted him, the black-faced man retracted his head and cursed in his mind: "Bullshit, you're not expecting someone named Lu to give you some tips. Damn it, even your godfather has been called. Why don’t you sell your wife?”

He hated and was afraid of this big brother who took the lead. He hated this person for taking away his original position as leader, but he was also afraid that this person had an advanced level of Mingqiao cultivation, which was already at the pinnacle of ordinary cultivation, and he also had very superb talismans. Killing him would be like killing a chicken.

The two people were fighting over each other here, but a man bumped into him outside and shouted: "There's a deal!"

In the main hall, everyone's spirits were lifted. It’s such a cold weather, could it be that the profit market is about to open this year?

Xuan Qing, however, remained calm. After thinking about it, he narrowed his eyes and asked, "What's going on?"

The watchman outside was rubbing his hands to breathe. Hearing this, he immediately bent down and said, "You guys who are running alone are walking steadily, and you can't see clearly the people around you."

Xuan Qing was a little dissatisfied. He glanced over and saw that the person was quite respectful, so that was all. He straightened his beard and muttered: "The moon is dark and the wind is high, and you still dare to walk alone. You are either stupid and bold, or you are capable..." ...Heizi, blow him up and hear the sound."

"Okay!"

The black-faced man grinned and looked around. The people next to him had their swords at their fingertips without him having to say anything. They could react in time when the situation was not right. Only Xuan Qing assumed that enigmatic posture again, and the hall became quiet for a while.

What everyone said was a Taoist temple, but in fact it was just a lonely room. Regardless of the entrance, it was more like an earth temple. Not long after, everyone in the palace heard footsteps coming from outside. Then there was a knock on the palace door. The person who came was very polite and his voice was low and sweet:

"Is it convenient inside?"

The people in the palace were not too polite, and the black-faced man shouted in a rough voice: "Where did he come from!"

"Herb collectors who travel at night are looking for a place to rest."

The black-faced man's face fell, and the others also sighed. Judging from their experience, this is at most a small loach. It may gain weight one day, but it is destined to be useless tonight.

Xuan Qing opened his eyes when he saw the laziness of these people. The black-faced man was agitated and laughed loudly: "Collecting herbs? They are the grass cutters, right... Come in!"

The man outside thanked him again and pushed the door open. The mountain wind blew in with his figure, causing the bonfire in the hall to sway unsteadily. Everyone looked at him, and then they were all stunned.

The black-faced man reacted the fastest. He extended his voice and said with a smile: "Well, it turns out that he is a member of the same group... and he is still a pretty boy!"

As soon as the strange words came out, the whole hall burst into laughter, and the mood that had just sunk was lifted again, with great momentum.

No wonder the black-faced man said this. The person who came here is indeed a handsome Taoist priest. He doesn't look very old. Needless to say, his face is like a full moon, his lips are red and his teeth are white. His skin is even more delicate than that of a girl. This made these rough men who were accustomed to being exposed to the wind and the sun jealous. Some of them had evil thoughts and even moved their minds to other places.

This handsome Taoist priest is quite tall, with a long sword slung across his shoulder, but he habitually bows his back slightly, looking very honest and shy. When he enters the door, he sees the hall full of fierce people. There was something unnatural on his face, and he was stuck at the door, as if he wanted to exit.

When the black-faced man saw this, he was even more sure that this was a young child. He had no luck for the time being and found it boring. However, since Xuan Qing became the eldest brother, he has always pursued the method of "killing the wrong and not letting go". , he could only cough and signal to his companions to slow down, while he continued to act out the familiar routine:

"Since we are members of the same Taoism, why haven't you met Immortal Master Xuanqing? This is an immortal with great supernatural powers. If something slips out from between his fingers, you, a little Taoist priest, will be able to enjoy it for a lifetime! ”

"Zheng Da, why is there so much noise?"

Xuanqing spoke for the first time since the handsome Taoist priest entered the door. Although he was closing his eyes, as soon as he opened his mouth, the dozen or so people around the campfire all stopped talking. It was really a bit of a commanding and forbidding force, but also something different. The atmosphere permeated the air.

Now, it’s Xuanqing’s time to show off.

Seeing that more than a dozen big men were shocked by Xuanqing's words, the handsome Taoist priest also breathed a sigh of relief, and his expression became respectful. He took a step forward and saluted: "Sanren Yu Ci, I have met Immortal Xuanqing."

Xuan Qing then opened his eyes, glanced at Yu Ci, then lowered his eyes and spoke calmly:

"Does the little Taoist priest go into the Heavenly Rift Valley to pick shrimp grass?"

Yu Ci responded yes.

"Wealth and silk touch people's hearts. Bairi Mansion may not have bad intentions, but the Sky Rift Valley is not a good place. You ordinary people should also act within your ability."

Yu Ci was startled, then respectfully said: "Please give me some advice, please."

Immortal Xuanqing was very satisfied with his attitude and said with a smile: "You can teach me. To know how a person behaves, you must make a plan before taking action. Have you ever been to this Rift Valley before? Do you know that it is Where? What are the taboos about picking shrimp grass?"

"The Sky Rift Valley is thousands of miles away from home, and I have never been there yet."

Yu Ci’s expression became more and more respectful: “I have only heard rumors that the terrain there is steep and there are many wild animals. And the shrimp grass lives on the big tree under the cliff of the canyon. It is the same color as the branches and surrounds it. Only the strong wind blows. Rolls can only be distinguished with the naked eye. It is very difficult to find... By the way, the deacon of Bairi Mansion also reminded that this grass cannot be dug with gold and iron objects, nor can it be held with wooden objects, so it is still A special stone box for storing shrimp grass was given. ”

Xuan Qing stroked his beard and said with a smile: "I understand somewhat, but you missed the most important thing."

At this point, his expression suddenly became serious: "Do you know where the place is below the Sky Rift Valley?"

"This, I don't know."

"You don't even know. Not to mention you, how many people in the world know about it? That is to say, I am a seasoned Taoist. I took the risk to go and find out. Only then did I realize that under the clouds and mist, there is a deep dark abyss. It is no longer The atmosphere of this world leads directly to the underworld, where there are countless ghosts and monsters! ”

Yu Ci's eyes widened immediately: This... is a little bit mysterious.

He didn't deliberately hide his thoughts, Xuan Qing could naturally see it. The Taoist priest smiled slightly, turned his palm and took out a spherical object for Yu Ci to look at.

A few feet away, there was a bonfire jumping in the middle. Yu Ci squinted his eyes to see clearly what it was. When that thing appeared clearly, Yu Ci's brows twitched, because it was not a ball, but a head!

This object has obviously been specially treated. It is only the size of a fist and is gray-green in color. Placed on the palm of Xuan Qing's hand, its surface texture and structure were intact. Because of this, Yu Ci could clearly see the fangs protruding from the lips on the face of the thing, the extraordinarily high forehead, and the deep sunken eye sockets. Eyes as red as blood.

"This is a head that the old Taoist saved as a souvenir after going deep into the Underworld and killing the monster. Don't look at this little thing. This is the old Taoist who specially refined it with a secret method. The old Taoist killed it in the first place. At that time, the head alone was the size of a millstone, and the body was even more like this Taoist temple..."

Yu Ci's expression finally changed. Xuanqing was very satisfied when he saw his expression, so he put the head away and spoke in a slower tone:

"Of course, it is difficult for these monsters and monsters to climb up. It is probably because at the bottom of the Sky Rift Valley, there is the 'Two Boundary Monument' placed by Taishang Dao Zun to suppress the underworld. On the next level, there are immortal forbidden spells arranged by the immortal families of the past dynasties. The formation is enough to resist hundreds of millions of demons."

As soon as Yu Ci was angry, Xuan Qing said seriously: "It's just that there is no perfect arrangement in the world. The sacred monument installed by Tao Zun himself, as well as those immortal forbidden magic circles, although they can suppress those ferocious monsters and fierce ghosts, there is always something wrong. Two fish that slipped through the net, how to get out? Of course they have to climb up from the bottom of the Tianchai Valley! I think you are also a practitioner, but if you encounter those monsters, you will be in trouble!"

What else could Yu Ci say but said: "Please ask the immortal master to point out a clear path."

Xuan Qing sighed: "The Sky Rift Valley is not a good place, but you are able to advance despite the difficulties, which is also very remarkable. Anyway, I have practiced Taoism for many years and have mastered the way of heaven and man. I like to support the underachievers. Now we meet If you are destined, I will give you a spiritual talisman for your protection."

After saying that, he waved his sleeves, and a talisman flew out, and then slowly fell down until it was in front of Yu Ci's eyes. After Yu Ci caught it, before taking a closer look, Xuan Qing said again:

"Plucking thousands of shrimp beetles is not as simple as imagined. Even with the magic talisman, it may not be able to protect it completely. Unfortunately, I still have secular obligations and cannot be distracted... Let's see, one person is short-changed and two people are short-changed. Chief, these juniors like me also go to the Sky Rift Valley to collect herbs. It will always be a good idea for you to keep in touch with them."

When Yu Ci heard this, his eyes swept over the faces of those around the campfire. At this moment, everyone, including the black-faced man who just said the evil words, showed a smile, but unfortunately, the smile was so stiff.

Yu Ci shook his head and did not respond immediately. He just looked at the talisman in his hand. On the bright yellow talisman paper, the word "quiet" in seal script was written with cinnabar. The twists and turns are not good-looking, but when you touch it with your fingers, there is a slight sense of coolness lingering on the fingertips, which is also a bit good. After thinking for a while, he said:

"Pure Heart Curse?"

Xuan Qingzheng was surprised by Yu Ci's reaction. His face changed slightly when he heard this, and he secretly made a gesture to alert his companions. At the same time, he shouted: "Good eyesight..."

Halfway through his words, he almost bit off his tongue. Not only him, but also the group of people gathered in front of the bonfire, starting from the black-faced man next to him, were all stunned, and the kind smiles they forced themselves to put on collapsed one by one as the light shone brightly in the hall.

Yu Ci didn't do anything extraordinary. He just stretched out his left hand, raised his index and middle fingers, and drew in the air. However, as his fingers moved, a slender line of light cyan light appeared out of thin air, turned up and down, and in the blink of an eye, a rune was written.

This rune is also a seal character with the word "quiet", vaguely similar to the strokes on the charm given by Xuan Qing, but more streamlined. What's more important is that after the runes are completed, they just float in the air and shine brightly, which makes them look magical.

It was the twists and turns, and under such a wonderful scenery, the hall fell into an even weirder silence. It took a long time before someone knew how to speak, and it was the black-faced man.

"Inspire the energy to form a talisman, and the spiritual light is attached!"

Although he opened his mouth, the words sounded more like they came from a chicken being grabbed by the neck, almost out of tune.

Yu Ci glanced at him and replied: "Good eyesight!"

There was a loud crash, and nine out of ten people around the campfire stood up, but instead of taking action, they all moved aside and looked at Yu Ci with a look of awe. The black-faced man who had uttered evil words before sat there stupidly. After a while, he suddenly jumped up and turned around to escape. However, his feet gave way and he fell down. He was shaking and unable to stand up again. .

Among the group of people, only Xuan Qing was still stable, but he also had a needle stuck under his butt, which was very uncomfortable. He coughed, stood up slowly, and tried his best to maintain a calm posture: "This, uh, fellow Taoist, I didn't know before..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, his true colors were revealed. He spoke less sharply than the black-faced man. Yu Ci ignored him and walked straight across the fire.

At this time, his back was straight, and his already quite tall figure seemed to have grown a few inches taller. The corners of his lips were slightly pursed, leaving shallow marks on his face. Only these small changes made him completely The honest and shy image in front of him was gone, and what appeared in front of everyone was a arrogant and moody immortal. His half-smiling expression was more like an invisible rope, making them unable to breathe.

Facing such a person, Xuan Qing didn't even dare to fart. He immediately moved his seat and stood aside with great restraint. Not to mention the people around him, they were walking on thin ice with fear, fearing that a heavy breath would cause disaster.

Yu Ci sat down at the top, and felt that the sword on his back was a burden when sitting like this, so he took it off and put it on his knees, his movements unhurried and calm. Xuan Qing stood behind him, but he didn't even look at him. His eyes swept across the faces of the others, and he suddenly smiled and said: "I'm tired of walking on the mountain road, so I'm joking with you guys. If I'm rude, don't blame me. ”

After saying this, there was a sigh of relief in the hall, followed by shouts:

"No, no, the Immortal is too polite."

"Yes, what did the immortal say..."

"It is only because we have offended the Immortal."

The whole group of people rushed to plead guilty, fearing that their attitude would be dishonest and offend the master in front of them who could draw Qi into a talisman.

Yu Ci listened with a smile, showing great patience. When the surrounding sounds subsided, he tapped the hilt of the sword with his fingers, made a muffled sound, and said slowly: "Yes, I was joking with you all. , but I’m afraid you were not just joking to me before!”

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone fell silent, and a sudden chill filled the hall, penetrating everyone's bones. The accumulating chill is like a fortress of icebergs, weighing on everyone's heads and threatening to collapse at any time. What little courage everyone had left was being worn away bit by bit under this invisible oppression.

The smile on Yu Ci's face faded, she no longer looked at anyone, her eyes just stared at the bonfire, and said softly: "You claim to be an immortal, and you deceive and deceive me. I am here, how would you treat someone else?" ?"

Although not a single look came my way, how could everyone still not understand? The so-called "Xuanqing Immortal" could no longer control his reserve at this time. He stepped forward and bent down sharply. His movement was too big and the so-called "monster head" that he had just put into his sleeves slipped. He came out and rolled to Yu Ci's side.

Xuan Qing could not care about this. He bowed and bowed repeatedly, just to save his own life: "Shangxian Mingjian, Shangxian Mingjian. The disciple cheated just to get some shrimp grass from the hands of those medicine collectors. Go back, that's all, never dare to do anything like seeking money or killing people..."

While he was begging for mercy, Yu Ci was more interested in the "monster head". He picked up the thing, played with it in his hands, and turned a deaf ear to Xuan Qing's words.

The more this happened, the more scared Xuan Qing became. This way of doing things is a bit too much. I'm afraid that the Immortal Yu Ci is not in the realm of divine connection as he thought before. Is it possible that he has already refined the Huan Dan? Look at the long sword lying across the knee. Although it is wrapped in an ordinary leather scabbard, it is ordinary, but do you know that it is not a magic sword that can kill people hundreds of miles away?

Just a flash of cold light...

This thought became more and more serious and real, and it made his heart beat like thunder. Unknowingly, his knees weakened and he knelt down. With just one kneel, the prestige he had built up in the gang over the past two years was in vain. But now that he was in this situation, all his sanity and perseverance collapsed. He wanted to distinguish, but he was already speechless and his eyes were about to pop out. Tears come.

Seeing this, Yu Ci frowned: "You are a low-class junior. If I kill you, I will taint my hands."

Xuan Qing was not a fool. He was overjoyed when he heard this and raised his head, but before he could see Yu Ci's expression clearly, he heard a single tone in his ears: "Get out!"

He didn't exert much force, but when the sound fell in everyone's ears, it was like a muffled thunder in their minds, and the heavenly spirit caps rattled. Xuan Qing was the first to react, and immediately he kowtowed heavily, jumped up, and ran away. The others were in a daze at first, but when they thought about it, they only regretted that their parents had two legs. They rushed out of the door like a swarm of swarms with nonsense words such as "Thank you for not killing me."

Yu Ci kept staring at Xuan Qing. He was a good man and very fast. As soon as he left the Taoist temple, he disappeared in a few leaps. As for the remaining people, they crowded around until the gate of the Taoist temple was crowded. After breaking through, they all escaped, and after a while, there was no sound.

After a while, after confirming that all those people had fled far away, Yu Ci loosened his grip and the monster head fell to the ground. The handsome Taoist priest wiped his hands on his clothes, and then wiped away a layer of sweat on his forehead. Feeling the sweat on his hands, he suddenly laughed loudly, the sound shook the roof beams, and he looked very happy.

Amidst the laughter, the Pure Heart Talisman hanging in the air scattered with a bang, turning into several streaks of light and disappearing in the blink of an eye.