Chapter 13 Universal Mirror

Luo Diandian glanced at his token casually.

???

(Fuck you)!

Isn't this the job I did in the beginning?

Damn, am I going to go back to that unknown little mountain again?

hiss--

She suddenly thought of a serious matter, that is, should she go back to Jianfeng to work?

She figured that it was probably because the master had just come out of seclusion and had no disciples to do chores, so she was taken by the master to do chores.

But now that so many new servants have been hired and their work has been rearranged, she shouldn't have to go back to Jianfeng, right?

She still has to attend classes with the menial disciples.

Do you want to inform the master?

She thought about it and decided to say it again when she went to get her things.

Walking on the long road, Luo Diandian was thinking secretly in his heart.

By then I should be able to learn how to fly with a sword, right?

She really didn't want to walk anymore. It would be more convenient to fly back and forth. Otherwise, running around all day would make her exhausted.

I fantasize about being able to fly in the sky.

Luo Diandian couldn't help but laugh, feeling a little bit of anticipation.

Even the pace of his feet became a little more cheerful.

......

On the sword peak.

Looking at the familiar hall in the distance, Luo Diandian came to the big banyan tree covered with emeralds.

The two figures disappeared strangely, and she was a little confused.

Aren’t we usually still practicing at this time?

After looking around for a while, Luo Diandian walked into the hall and tried to call out,

"Master?"

The empty sound echoed in the hall, and only a lonely mat was left in the clean and bright hall.

The flickering orange candles and the faint scent of sandalwood bring peace to the heart, but the familiar figure is not there.

Luo Diandian thought about it and thought that the person was probably gone. After all, as the head of the sect, he should be quite busy.

Forget it, just slip away.

She then went to the cabin, put on her "little package", and hurried back to the back mountain.

......

At first, Chu Yi was practicing sword, and her master was watching her from the side.

Unexpectedly, she suddenly noticed that the mirror in her arms moved unusually.

Her face turned extremely pale in an instant.

His movements were so stiff that he could barely hold the sword in his hand.

Lu Wuhui, who was originally leaning on the stone table, opened his eyes. His face was expressionless, and he looked at the person in front of him with a cold gaze.

"What is it?"

The indifferent words echoed in Chu Yi's ears, but they were like thunder in a clear sky.

She was suddenly a little panicked.

If the Sect Master discovered that I was involved with the demons...

Chu Yi didn't dare to think further. His heart was filled with panic and fear, and beads of sweat appeared on his head.

But the look he gave the other person was clearly uncertain, yet extremely oppressive.

Chu Yi could only bite the bullet and say,

"Reply...Reply to Master, I've been practicing swordsmanship these past few days, and I'm just a little tired."

The man beside him remained silent, his cold gaze still examining the girl standing in front of him.

"Then go back."

Chu Yi hurriedly nodded while holding the sword, said thank you to his master, and ran away in a hurry.

Afraid that the man opposite would find out.

Lu Wuhui quietly watched the departing figure, tapping the stone table with his fingertips and pursing his thin lips.

......

Chu Yi ran back to his residence as if escaping, and quickly took out the mysterious mirror hidden on his body.

The purple shell has curved lines and emits a faint purple-red fluorescence.

Like breathing, sometimes weak and sometimes strong, ups and downs.

She was holding a mirror in her hand and chanting a series of mysterious spells.

A figure magically appeared in the mirror.

"There's been no news for so long, do I need to go find you in person?"

The mysterious black shadow was covered in black and red demonic energy, and a low and hoarse voice was heard.

Chu Yi simply ignored the dissatisfaction and slight resentment in the voice.

This damn Demon Lord.

The girl gritted her teeth and wished she could smash the mirror in her hand.

"Master hasn't done anything special. He's just been teaching me how to practice lately."

When the other party heard this, there was a hint of sadness in his words.

"Oh, Master is always on my lips. You better be careful and don't get caught..."

"If he knew that you had connections with people from the demon world, do you think he would still let you be his disciple?"

The black shadow laughed, Chu Yi gritted his teeth,

"If you want more information, don't bother me all the time, or you'll be exposed!"

"I'm not feeling well, do you think you can escape?"

The shadow fell silent.

"Remember what you said, and don't forget the blood poison in your body. I will give you the antidote after a while."

The enchanting aura disappeared, and the faint demonic energy emanating from the mirror also vanished completely.

Only Chu Yi was left holding the mirror in a daze.

Now, she seemed to be stuck in a huge quagmire, unable to move.

She didn't want to let down her master who had taken so much care of her, and her sect.

But he had no choice but to compromise with the Demon Lord and curry favor with him.

She clenched her fists and swore through her teeth.

When she becomes strong through practice, one day she will skin that devil with her own hands!

......

Outside the house, Lu Wuhui was floating in the air, quietly looking at the house below.

Universal mirror.

The demon clan's sacred object was actually used as a communication tool.

I wonder what the old antiques of the demon clan would think if they knew what their young master had done.

It seemed that in his heart, the disciples he accepted were of great importance.

Silence conveyed the tangled and sad emotions of the woman below.

Hearing that the other party did not entrust him with the sect's affairs, Lu Wuhui looked indifferent.

Keep it, it might be useful.

With just a thought, the figure disappeared from the air.

In front of the ancient and quaint hall, a man with a tall and broad figure appeared.

A white dress emits a faint glow in the dark night, cold and elegant.

He came to the huge tree. The clean stone table was polished to a shine, and even the fallen leaves scattered under the tree were swept away.

A light breeze came out of nowhere, sweeping away the heat of the summer evening.

Lu Wuhui sat on a stone bench, slightly closed his eyes, and leaned against the cool stone table.

For a long time, the wooden house in the distance was dim and dark.

He suddenly opened his eyes, frowned slightly, then stood up and disappeared in a flash.

Next to the wooden house, the man looked at the empty house and was silent for a long time.

......

On the second floor of the Steward's Pavilion, Bai Liansheng and his two disciples were preparing information for the menial disciples.

"What did the disciple named Luo Diandian do before?"

Bai Liansheng suddenly looked at the file in his hand and said to his disciples.

"It seems that he is taking care of spiritual plants and birds on a peak in the back mountain, and cleaning the stone steps at the same time."

The man replied respectfully to his master.

"Oh, that's a coincidence. Doing the same job will make you more familiar with it."

Bai Liansheng nodded.

"Humph, for her to be able to survive in the sect even though she framed a fellow disciple, it's already a favor to her. She'll do whatever work is given to her."

A slightly harsh voice came, and the woman behind him put her hands on her hips and spoke indignantly.

"Alas, no one is perfect. She made a mistake and was punished. It's really not easy for her to survive in the Ten Thousand Demon Realm for seven days with such a low level of cultivation."

"I hope she can cherish the opportunity and stop causing trouble..."

Bai Liansheng sighed softly.