The change came too fast, and Song Ci couldn't react at all. Even at this time, he didn't even understand what it meant when he stepped into the counter-current Yin-Yang array with a Kunlun mirror.
After all the light around him was devoured, darkness hit his sight, and he was in an absolutely quiet and dark place.
Song Ci pinched the nail-sized Kunlun mirror on the palm of his hand, and the scene of white and pale lying on the bed constantly appeared in front of his eyes. The blood flowed out of his seven tricks, and it looked very oozing.
At the moment when his mind was shaken, a white light suddenly lighted up at his feet, and gradually formed a circular circle, encircling him. He looked sideways to the side, but saw that the white light was silent. , Came out of a Tai Chi map.
One black and one white, yin and yang poles.
Shangshan God said that since the creation of the Demon King, no one has been able to successfully open it. Then, did Shangshan God and the man with the golden eye successfully open the counter-current Yin-Yang formation?
As soon as the Taiji picture was closed, Song Ci saw the anode standing on the opposite side, fluttering in white, and he closed his eyes gently like a ray of shadow.
"Master Rong?" Song Ci tried to scream. Although the voice was light, it was clear enough in this fantasy, and the opposite Rong Bai had no response.
"Song Ci." It was the sound of a sudden call to him from the air. Song Ci was startled, turned his head, and saw the light and shadow appearing beside him, gathered together, and slowly outlined the outline of the human figure.
"Who is it?" Song Ci asked.
After the light and shadow converged, a familiar face was revealed-Feng Zhuojun.
"Old man in the mirror?" Song was accustomed to yelling, and he couldn't change his mouth for a moment. He was puzzled, "Why are you here?"
Feng Zhuojun pointed his hand, "Can you hold my body, what's so strange about me coming here? It's you, how come into this place?"
Song Ci looked down at the Kunlun Mirror in the palm of his eyes, only to remember that Feng Zhuojun's original body was a small fragment on the Kunlun Mirror, and he replied, "Some people say that Uncle Rong is incomplete, the limit is approaching, and then he sent me Somewhere. "
"You were forced in?" Feng Zhuojun asked.
This is a very interesting question. Song Ci could not answer at all and was silent.
"Song Ci, the four major formations created by the ancient demon kings, after long years of inheritance, have long been more than simple spells. Each formation has its fatalities, both positive and evil, counter-current yin and yang It ’s the most dangerous and dangerous formation method among the four. You must think clearly.
Feng Zhuojun has a serious face.
I am a Kunlun mirror. I can know the past and future of all things in the world. If you have any curiosity or doubts, , I can answer it for you. "
Song Ci was frightened by his heavy tone. He was not a bold person, let alone step into this completely unknown field. For four years, he has been living according to the mortal lifestyle, never thinking about it. Understand the other five realms that the human world did not know.
As early as Wen Changchu told him about the world of the gods, he realized that not only the human world, whether it is a fairy or a monster, they all have their own kingdom, their own king, and a long history, and these Except for the famous people or things, the other five realms are passed on to each other.
It is a story that mortals never knew, and it is another civilization.
Perhaps Song Ci has been thinking for a long time, Feng Zhuojun simply acted directly, he said, "When you look directly at the Kunlun mirror, the mirror will answer the most doubtful questions in your heart, you must first understand and make a decision."
After speaking, his humanoid outline fainted a yellow light, and then the whole person turned into a small fragment, and went towards the palm of Song Ci. The fragment became smaller and smaller, and finally became a thin light, integrated with the Kunlun mirror .
The next moment, Kunlun Mirror gave out a dazzling light. Song Ci had seen it in the dark for a long time, and for a while he couldn't adapt, and was stabbed with tears by the strong light. He closed his eyes to hide and waited until the light gradually dimmed. Suddenly he saw a bronze mirror full of his height before him.
Unlike the last time, the mirror was blurred, but the figure of Song Ci was clearly reflected. The hair was so thin that it could be seen clearly.
The faint yellowish light lingering around the bronze mirror blew a divine breath.
This is the Kunlun Mirror, an artifact passed down from ancient times. It is a demon monster of the Six Realms.
Song Ci looked at himself, blinked slightly, and then the mirror surface began to blur. A small courtyard appeared in the mirror, and it was surrounded by six rooms, each with a green tile wall.
This scene is quite familiar, and Song Ci frowned slightly. After a while, I remembered that this was a small inn not far from Leyu City. At the time, Sun Yunniang was hiding in it, and it was also where he and Rong Bai and Lu Shaoqing first met. .
There was a hint of white robes flashing in the mirror, and then a man in a snow-white robe appeared, his side slightly, his face full of laziness, and stopping at the door of one of the rooms.
It's Rong Bai.
"Can you hold it up?" The familiar voice came from the side, and then Lu Shaoqing appeared in his sight. He didn't have the usual smile on his face, but carried a little heavy.
"Can't die for a while." Rong Bai looked tired, and he rubbed his eyebrows. "At least you have to wait until the seal is removed."
Lu Shaoqing frowned. "You have to do this?"
"Life is no matter how happy, death is no matter how hard it is." Rong Bai's lips evoked a faint smile, with a bit of irony. "This day after day, there is no meaning at all, it is better to let the soul into the world and experience the joy of life, illness and death Anger is more fun than it is now. "
Song Ciming heard this plainly emotional sentence, and he felt a little shocked.
It turned out that Rong Bai felt that life was too boring, so he was willing to let go of his soul? Are you full?
"Uncle Rong, now Brother Lou's return is no better than before, and there are so many pairs of eyes staring. You can be the best in our gang of wicked people, and you are gone, what can we do?" Lu Shaoqing resignedly, I can't hold a piece of gravel. "
Rong Bai gave him a glance, "If you can't keep it, you will confess your guilt. If you want me to go faster, just pull me here to mumble."
"Xing Xing Xing, let's rest forever, I will call you again when the time comes." Lu Shaoqing waved his hand and turned away with a sigh.
Rong Bai walked into the room.
Song Ci remembered that he really knocked on the door that day, and then was inexplicably stunned by Lu Shaoqing. He wanted to come because Rong Bai was resting inside.
He frowned, thinking about a problem. Lu Shaoqing knew that Rong Bai was the demon king, and he knew that the machete that appeared next to him was Rong Bai's weapon, but he would still be wrong. He cheated so tightly that he kept his face blank, what was his purpose?
Kunlun Mirror saw his doubts, and the mirror's surface was blurred again, but after a while, another scene appeared. There were two people sitting in the quaint house with white smoke.
"Master Lu, why do you want to send him to the king?" Huawu looked so calm that he sat upright, full of respect for Lu Shaoqing.
"It's no hope in hope." Lu Shaoqing squinted his eyes lightly. "Rong Bai has a special background. He is from all over the world. Only the kid with the last name Song has the same blood as him. Rong Bai should be quite the same. Rare him. "
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Lu Shaoqing nodded, "I hope he can fight more, but Rong Bai's only redemption ..."
Song Ci subconsciously touched his neck and felt the pulse of the pulse around his neck. He always thought that he had melted the blood of the cruel and tyrannical demon king. Now he knew that the white blood was flowing on his body, and his mood was very delicate. .
It turned out that he was always being counted?
Except that the encounter at the beginning was accidental, everything afterwards became deliberate. Rong Baiming knew his purpose but kept silent, what was his purpose?
After another problem was formed, this time the Kunlun mirror did not respond, and then a glimmer of light flashed, the mirror in front of it disappeared, Feng Zhuojun re-emerged, and said to Song, "See?"
Song Ci nodded slightly.
"You know now, whether it's Rong Bai or Lu Shaoqing, they are all trying to take advantage of you, even ..." Feng Zhuojun said a half, and came after a pause, "even the adult outside is the same, I am not I want to stop you from doing anything, but just feel that you have the right to know these before making a decision. "
"Is it really dangerous?" Song Ci thought for a while.
"It was an era of conflict between the gods. The new heavens had not yet been fully established. The gods of the old heavens were arrogant. The demons of the lower three realms were more chaotic than they are now." Feng Zhuojun concluded, "Very dangerous."
"And you have to understand one point." Feng Zhuojun's eyes were heavy. "Rong Bai, who was tens of thousands of years ago, is not the kind person who treats you like you are now. He is the of the moon and the of the moon, and he has slaughtered half. The evil spirits of the demon world are really Tushan Rongbai. "
Song Ci pressed his heart and pouted, "Don't scare me."
"I'm telling the truth." Feng Zhuojun said.
Song Ci was silent. He glanced elsewhere, thinking seriously.
Feng Zhuojun knew that he was not brave, especially afraid of death, and after analyzing the advantages and disadvantages with him, he definitely inclined to withdraw.
Feng Zhuojun actually has selfishness. After all, Song Ci is also a friend he knows. He doesn't want to watch good people jumping into the fire pit.
Moreover, even if Song Ci returns to the past through counter-current Yin and Yang, he may not be able to do anything to change the facts.
Song Ci thought for a while before telling Feng Zhuojun, "I'm determined."
He looked at Song Ci and waited quietly for the next, those bright and firm eyes, making him burst into heart.
"I'm going." Song replied loudly.
Feng Zhuojun sighed, "Can you think of it?"
Song Ci nodded, but his face didn't have any sense of righteousness, but he said nothing without hesitation.
"Why?"
"Didn't Lu Shaoqing say that?" Song Ci turned to look at Rong Bai, who was standing at the anode. "I am his only redemption. If I shrink back because I am afraid, let Uncle Rong be isolated and helpless. Peace of mind? "
"Well, now that you have made a decision, I will stop talking." Feng Zhuojun said, "I will go with you."
Song Ci was surprised, "What are you going to do? You should be with Jiang Liang."
"His soul is still cultivated in the underworld, and I am idle every day. Besides, I know the past well, much more than you know. With me by your side, you will be safer." Feng Zhuojun said, "It is really dangerous time , I can fuse the Kunlun mirror and bring you back from there. "
Song Ci was dubious.
Feng Zhuojun repeated, "Trust me, with me by your side, you will be much safer."
Song Ci nodded slowly and promised, after all, he didn't know what to do.
When Feng Zhuojun agreed, he said, "You wear a Kunlun mirror and don't leave at any time."
Seeing Feng Zhuojun's serious tone, he did not dare to neglect, so he tied the red string strung on Kunlun's mirror around his neck and tied it firmly.
Feng Zhuojun didn't speak anymore, he infiltrated into the Kunlun mirror with a touch of light.
There was only Song Ci left around, and he exhaled, looking up at the shadowy figure, his eyes gradually became deep, staring at Rong Bai motionlessly.
After a moment of silence, the entire huge Taiji chart began to slowly turn, as if it twisted the world. Song Ci stunned for a moment, and saw that the Taiji chart turned faster and faster. As soon as he saw the flower, his body could not control it. Back down.
Unexpectedly, instead of falling to the ground, he hit a hard object, and fell dizzy and sat on the ground.
Then it seemed like the sky was breaking, and he seemed to be pulled out. The wind, human voice, leaves, and various voices instantly penetrated into his ears. He only heard Feng Zhuojun whine and fell beside him, and then said, "We are here. "
Song Ci shook his stunned head and opened his eyes, only to see that the thing he had hit just now was a huge Bodhi tree. He stood up holding the tree and said, "Isn't this still Bodhi?"
As soon as the words fell, he hadn't heard Feng Zhuojun's answer, and a cold blade struck out across his neck, and then he was rudely pinched his arms and pressed his face against the tree.
Someone yelled, "Don't mess around!"
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