Ask the Mirror Chapter 386: Honghua

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The morning sun rises in the east, and the sunlight pours down on the high platform, like a plate of red gold.

He sat on the star gathering platform, holding his head in his hands, feeling at a loss. The disappearance of the old Taoist was so sudden and mysterious that his emotions completely fell into a psychedelic state. Apart from anxiety, he didn't know how he should feel.

It was just anxiety that tormented him miserably. He summoned the Dharma Saint who protected the building to ask about the situation at that time, but the man suddenly disappeared. At this time, Yu Ci looked at the Water Sword in the center of the Star Gathering Platform, like a child who had been lost with his parents. He didn't know whether to find someone or wait here forever.

In the end, he chose to wait.

It is not his character to be so passive, but he really can't move forward and doesn't know where to look. He can only sit on the ground and force some information that is beneficial to Zhou into his mind:

"Before he flew away, he was full of vitality and rebellion..."

"Conversation and laughter, sadness rather than negativity."

"By the way, there is also the Xuanzhen Condensation Pill, which can increase your lifespan by a lifetime!"

"The sect didn't respond either."

He just piled up reasons like this, watching the shadow of the Passing Water Sword shorten and lengthen, but Yu Zhou never came back.

A chill slowly grew in my heart. On the high platform, with wind blowing from all directions, he was the only one. With the long sword inserted into the ground, he seemed to have returned to a long time ago. At that time, he was a beggar who might die on the street at any time. He sat alone on the street corner every night, spending long nights alone...

With a "bang", Yu Ci hit the high platform with a heavy fist, forcing himself to wipe away this extremely pessimistic thought, and then stood up suddenly. He had finally had enough, and he must find out today!

As soon as his knees were straightened, there was a throbbing in his waist and back, and then he felt pain everywhere in his body, which even affected his lungs, causing Qi and blood to flow back, causing him to suffer internal injuries unknowingly.

This is a problem with Juxingtai. This is a place where the talisman array is used to attract the star power of the heavens. The pressure above is extremely high, and as the sun and moon alternate, the stars shift and change all the time. When he was emotional, he rushed forward desperately and stayed for most of the day. Under the influence of the talisman formation, the star power of the heavens secretly eroded and seriously injured him.

Yu Ci gritted his teeth and pressed down on the injury, reaching out to pick up the Water Sword in the center, but when he was about to touch it, he couldn't help but hesitate.

If this is a key thing, and it is taken away now, will it cause any hindrance to the veteran?

Now, he was too worried about gains and losses. During this slight delay, a delicate white hand reached over and gently took the Water-Wandering Sword into his hand. Yu Ci was shocked. He had just lost his mind and his senses were at the lowest level. He didn't even know that someone was coming.

Looking up, He Qing's face came into view.

At this moment, Yu Ci was like a drowning man holding on to a piece of driftwood. He took a step forward and almost bumped into the female cultivator: "He Xianchang, have you ever seen Yu Guanzhu..."

The end of the sentence was suddenly cut off.

He Qing was looking at him, his eyes as cold as water in a deep pool, as silent as a wave.

Yu Ci opened his mouth slightly, and a memory suddenly appeared in his heart. During the previous period, he had forgotten it intentionally or unintentionally, but now, the questions that sprang from it were like countless thorny thorns, surrounding His heart and mouth made his blood suffocate!

"Go back."

He Qing spoke calmly, no different from before, "I remember I told you that with your cultivation level, you should not come to the Star Gathering Stage for the time being."

Ordinary words, but they bring a huge sense of absurdity.

Yu Ci was stunned. The issue that should be most concerned about now is not the whereabouts of Yu Zhou Laodao? He forgot to pursue that question, looked at He Qing, then turned around and glanced around. The alienation feeling of "suspicious in a dream" surrounded him again. Could it be that it was really a dream?

Then he saw the Sword of Passing Water.

With a low groan, the four-foot-long sword was unsheathed. The female cultivator raised her wrist slightly, and the sword glowed like water. The sword body seemed to be assimilated into the void, with only water marks disappearing and appearing. She was not good at swordsmanship, but the sharp sword energy scraped across her face, and there was still an evil aura that penetrated into her bones.

Yu Ci stood there, sword light and water marks passing by his eyes. He originally wanted to speak again, but at this moment he shut up.

There was another clear sound, and He Qing stopped his hand. The flexible sword body buzzed and trembled. The female cultivator's eyes slipped from the sword body and landed on Yu Ci's face. She shook her head slightly:

"This sword is not suitable for you..."

She returned the sword to its sheath and inserted it into the original place: "Go down and recuperate. Don't plant the root of the disease again just after you recover."

As he said that, He Qing sat down cross-legged next to the long sword, closing his eyes and saying nothing.

Yu Ci was driven crazy by her weird behavior. Even Buddha Taoist could not help but feel angry. Just as he was about to step forward to talk, his body suddenly stiffened and a hand pressed on his shoulder. Top:

"Why bother getting involved...don't bother her."

The first half of the sentence was definitely not meant for him.

Listening to this unfamiliar voice, Yu Ci could not move at all. At this moment, he felt something in his heart: the female cultivator had become the center of the world in an instant, or to be more precise, the sky seemed to direct "attention" "Put it on her, and the rest will be rejected.

The pressure on his shoulders receded. Yu Ci looked up and saw clouds closing in. The clouds in the sky were instantly dyed with a thick ink color.

"You go ahead and the sect will give you an explanation."

"Master Fang..."

Before Yu Ci finished speaking, the void had shifted in front of him. When his vision stabilized, he was no longer on the star gathering platform. He looked at the surrounding layout. It was a room in the star gathering annex building. On the left side was Looking into the void, the field of vision is quite wide.

In the sky above, the clouds were stained with ink, and golden snakes were dancing. Below, figures and streams of light flew up one after another, but they did not get too close. They just circled around from a distance and looked up.

Occasionally, voices came, just fragments of words, until a loud voice joined in with a smile: "It is really a blessing to see your sect He Xianchang overcome the tribulation and live forever since then. It is comparable to The sword garden and other things are so welcome!”

There was a vague echo, and Yu Ci glanced over there. He didn't see who was speaking, and he didn't care. He stood there quietly for a moment, wiped his face with both hands, and after removing his hands, his face became very calm. Then he jumped out of the fence and went straight down without looking back.

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The entire mountain gate is in a very weird atmosphere.

He Qing, a third-generation disciple of the Demonstration Department, bathed in the thunder and fire in the Star-Zhaing Tower, killed the demon, and overcame the tribulation in two days, becoming an immortal person.

Since then, the number of Jie cultivators in the sect has increased to eight. Taking into account Huaxi Peak who successfully ascended to the sky with Bu Xu before, the number of Bu Xu cultivators in the sect has also reached thirty-one, and their strength has been enhanced.

However, on the same day, Yu Zhou, a third-generation disciple of the sect's Zhixing Department, left his sword on the star-picking tower and turned it into a rainbow.

Attention, it's "The Lost Sword Rainbow"!

This is the nature of the sect.

What a vague word! Just as Yu Ci himself felt, people were confused by the mysterious and mysterious process, and as word of mouth spread, the results became even more bizarre. People don't even know if they should be sad.

The most typical one is Baoguang.

Of course the little Taoist priest is sad. Although the man does not shed tears lightly, he has cried a lot and his eyes are still swollen. But after crying, he cannot control his own emotions. Sadness is sadness. , but most of them are still at a loss. For example, now, he is dragging Yu Ci, trying to get a definite answer:

"Honghua, isn't it a particularly bad description? It's definitely not something like the end of life and the destruction of body and soul, right? Senior brother, you were present at the time. Do you think there is something else wrong with the master? Planning to, maybe, reincarnate or something?”

Seeing the lingering expectation in the little Taoist's eyes, Yu Ci was speechless.

The friends who came to comfort Zhang Yan and Li You just now have left, and their words of comfort are actually similar.

At this time, he used his strength to put the jar of wine that had been prepared on the table: "The master of the temple is making this mystery, but it makes people sad. Ignore him, we two brothers will have a drink today. Just get drunk!”

The words were not so steady, but it gave Bao Guang a good feeling. It seemed that the next moment, the old and kind old Taoist priest would appear in the room and talk with a smile.

Baoguang laughed, and while laughing, tears flowed down again.

Half an hour later, Baoguang was very drunk, while Yu Ci was only slightly tipsy.

He threw down the wine bowl and looked at the little Taoist priest who was sleeping at the desk. For a moment, he drew runes in the air with his fingers, opened and closed his lips and teeth, and spoke in a deep voice. The little Taoist priest said "um" and murmured again. Say "Master".

Yu Ci’s eyes were calm. After waiting for a moment, he spoke softly: "You know the relationship between Master and He Qing."

Baoguang said "hmm" again, and Yu Ci said to him: "Tell me!"

While speaking, Yu Ci’s pupils were frozen.

It had been two days since Yu Zhouhong's transformation. Yu Ci finally withstood the successive shocks, and her mood slowly calmed down. Correspondingly, questions arose, and they had changed greatly from that day. He temporarily broke away from the old Taoist dilemma of "life or death" and pointed the problem to a more realistic level:

Why this?

Yu Ci is not a fool. On the contrary, he has a keen mind and can understand people's hearts. I have long seen that there must be some unbearable past between Yu Zhou and He Qing. I didn't ask before, just out of respect for the old Taoist, and also because of the thoughts of people like Li You and Bao Guang to "keep taboos for the venerable".

But now, no one can hide it from him anymore!

Baoguang was controlled by liquor and curses. He had stopped talking and spoke in a vague manner. Yu Ci carefully distinguished it and finally heard the beginning. There was a loud sound on the door, and someone opened the door. Kick away:

"Where are these twists and turns useful? If you want to know, I'll tell you."

Yu Ci was not very surprised. It could even be said that he had been looking forward to such a thing. He stood up, no longer paying attention to the vague words of the little Taoist priest, and bowed to the elder who came in without warning:

"Uncle Lu, please help me clarify my doubts."

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I almost postponed it for another day. I bowed my head and felt ashamed.