The mysterious mirror on the high pavilion of the City Lord's Mansion was projecting a tragic scene with great honesty.

The six Neon Island disciples in the mirror were standing in a pool of water, shaking at an incredible frequency, like a disco in the water or zombies escaping from a cage.

The elders of the Xuanxu Sect and Qu Feiqing outside the mirror had different expressions, and several lines of sight converged on the screen. Silence was golden.

"No way! After circling around the jade pendant for a long time, it turns out that the door is fake?" The

silence was broken by the wail of a Neon Island elder in the corner: "Who could have guessed this!"

Then another person muttered: "There must be something wrong when things are abnormal. The jade pendant came too easily. Rongci should have been more careful."

In the mysterious mirror of Neon Island, the picture naturally changed with the perspective of Rongci and others.

The elders had a strong sense of substitution. Even if the little disciples could not hear it in person, they were still making plans along the way, with real feelings.

Since they met Ning Ning and the others, the elders have been enjoying the excitement and have been chattering with great interest, talking about selling one's body, poisoning, moral kidnapping, and even "letting Rong Ci marry Ning Ning as a concubine".

However, despite the quarrels, in the eyes of most people, Rong Ci's actions are logical and imperceptible. If nothing unexpected happens, the Burning Sun Bow will definitely fall into the hands of Neon Island.

In the end, they found out to their great despair that they were also wrong like Rong Ci, and were tortured by the real and fake jade pendants. Life is really full of surprises.

"These disciples are used to going with the flow, and they always act recklessly. It's good for them to suffer a little from time to time."

Qu Feiqing came back to her senses after a long silence, and she didn't show any grief, but smiled faintly with her lips curled: "I wonder if Rongci will continue to have feelings for Ningning."

To be more precise, it's "whether he dares or not."

"But then again," Lin Qian supported his cheek with his right hand, and tapped his left knuckles lightly on the table, "What about the fox clan and the demon clan? The secret realm has always been closed, and who would have thought that the remnants of the demons would remain, causing trouble to the people——"

"We can't go in now, so we can only see how the little disciples perform."

Tianxianzi narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, and frowned slightly, not knowing what he was thinking about: "However, I always feel that there is something strange in the secret realm... But I can't tell where it is specifically."

Ji Yunkai shook his two short legs and tried his best to swallow a large piece of cake in his mouth. He was almost choked to death. A generation of sword immortals died from mung bean cakes: "We have too little information now, so why not continue to read on." He pursed his

lips and smiled slightly, but unfortunately he could no longer smile out the feeling of a hermit who was once calm and indifferent. The two lumps of meat on his cheeks suddenly bulged, just like the silly son of a landlord who stole snacks: "I'm looking forward to what they will do next."

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In the secret realm of the trial, the waterfall roared and rolled up thousands of piles of snow.

Now the lightning has passed, and all the people on Neon Island have lost their minds and collapsed in the water without any consciousness. They were taken out of the pool by Ningning and others.

Because it was stipulated in advance that the tokens could not be put into the storage bag, and it was not safe to hide them in the garrison where few people were guarding, after careful consideration, almost all the contestants carried all the tokens with them to ensure absolute control.

It was for this reason that the group searched for a while and easily obtained more than 20 pieces.

"As expected of Neon Island, what a generous gift!"

He Zhizhou held the tokens that were equally divided among himself, and laughed the whole time: "Isn't this just opening the door to send warmth? It's really great that they can come and send it in person."

They got the jade pendant and solved the big problem of Neon Island. Now they are heading to the real secret door under the guidance of Qiao Yan.

Ning Ning followed the little fox obediently, and when they were close to the destination, they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.

——Poor Neon Island will never know that the location where the fox tribe stored the Burning Sun Bow is not somewhere else, but behind a secret door in the underground secret room of the ancestral temple.

"Then... I'll open the door."

Qiao Yan was extremely nervous, her lips were shaking, and the pair of furry ears on her head were also trembling slightly. It was obvious that she took a deep breath, trying to make herself less flustered.

Ningning watched her take out the jade pendant and carefully placed it in the depression on the stone door.

The illusion behind the waterfall was actually very similar, whether it was the ancient patterns on the stone or the oppressive aura of the entire door, they were exactly the same as the real thing.

The fox child who created the illusion was still young, but he was able to reach such a high level. I really don’t know if it was a racial talent or a natural talent.

The ancestral hall had been dilapidated for many years, and the light in the underground secret room was dim. It was pitch black all around, and although Ningning lit a fire, it still showed a deep and cold atmosphere.

The scarlet flames licked the darkness wantonly, and in a ball of leaping red flames, the stone door made a slight click.

Then, as if receiving an order, he lifted himself up.

Dust flew, and the black curtain behind the secret door became even more surging, like a huge wave covering the sky and the earth, making Ning Ning feel a little suffocated.

In front of her was the air that had been silent for many years and was almost rotten. She subconsciously held her breath and moved the candle forward.

The secret room behind the stone door was not big, and it was empty all around, with only a square stone platform standing at the end.

The candlelight floated slowly, devouring the darkness, and finally came to the front of the stone platform, illuminating the scene on the platform.

Everyone was stunned.

——There was nothing on the stone platform.

The secret room was empty. The Sunburnt Bow that was supposed to be in Qiao Yan's mouth was nowhere to be found. All that could be seen was a dark and silent scene.

Ning Ning's first reaction was that she had been deceived. She hastily turned her head to look at Qiao Yan.

However, to her surprise, the fox girl's face was no less surprised than theirs. Her eyes were wide open in disbelief, and her pale lips were trembling.

"How could it be..."

Qiao Yan didn't care about anything else. She rushed into the secret room in a daze. She looked around blankly and didn't find any trace of the Burning Sun Bow: "The bow should be here, why..."

Her tone didn't sound fake, and even had a bit of obvious crying. Ningning took a step forward, and her voice echoed several times in the secret room: "Could it be that someone took it away?"

"Impossible!"

Qiao Yan turned back, her eyes were already filled with tears, and her voice was trembling like a thread in the wind: "My father had an accident when he was taking the bow, and I saw with my own eyes that the jade pendant was taken away by the Fire Phoenix..."

She couldn't say any more after saying this, and could only bite her lower lip and turn her back to prevent herself from crying. With

her home destroyed and her relatives in danger, Qiao Yan had placed all her hopes on the Burning Sun Bow. Now she watched all her hopes shattered, and it was inevitable that she couldn't accept it.

If the Burning Sun Bow was taken by the fox tribe, they should not have kept it secretly, but used it to deal with the monsters;

if it was taken away by the monsters early, then they would not have had to stay in the secret realm for so long, and finally be trapped in the water mirror array, unable to escape.

"What on earth is going on?"

He Zhizhou walked up to her and whispered, deliberately lowering his voice: "Without that bow, how will the demons solve it?"

The development of the matter was far beyond expectations, and Ningning didn't know how to respond to him.

The joy of finally winning the Neon Island was washed away by this incident. Except for Ningning, the few people present were all straight men who were not good at comforting others. Moreover, they couldn't find any useful words to comfort Qiao Yan at this moment, and no one spoke for a while.

The secret room was originally gloomy and silent, and at this moment, it was shrouded in a layer of unsolvable doubts, making it even more mysterious.

From the time they met Qiao Yan to the time they obtained the jade pendant, they had only believed the little fox's words, even though she had no intention of lying -

but what if Qiao Yan was also the one who was kept in the dark?

After a long silence, Qiao Yan finally spoke herself. Although she was still a little choked up, her tone had calmed down a lot: "... Let's go."

Xu Yi hesitated for a moment: "The Burning Sun Bow -"

"It's useless to stay in the secret room if it's not here."

She still turned her back and hurriedly raised her hand to wipe away the tears from her eyes. She turned around and looked into Xu Ye's eyes: "Thank you for helping me find the jade pendant. I will think of another way to deal with the demon clan." She

gritted her teeth and said, "I know you still have tasks to do, so I won't bother you anymore. If you want to find a place to rest, the fox village welcomes you at any time."

Ning Ning couldn't bear to see the little girl like this, so she responded softly: "Don't say that. There are many doubts now, and the demon clan is waiting for an opportunity to act. We have also obtained many tokens, so we will naturally do our best to help."

"Yes, yes! We still don't know who took the Burning Sun Bow. I must find that guy!"

He Zhizhou nodded in agreement: "But we don't have enough information at the moment. Can you tell me more about the Water Mirror Formation and the Burning Sun Bow?"

Qiao Yan didn't expect them to continue to help, and stood there with her mouth half open.

After a long while, she nodded as if she had made up her mind: "It's a long story. My mother knows much more details than I do... If you don't mind, then follow me back to the village and I'll tell you in detail."

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The group happily left the secret room, and when they came out again, they were all worried.

Ning Ning was a little confused and couldn't figure it out. She used voice transmission to quietly poke Pei Ji: "What do you think?"

"She doesn't seem to be lying."

Even in the voice transmission, his tone was extremely cold, and no emotional ups and downs could be heard: "The secret door has no signs of violent damage. If someone really took the Burning Sun Bow in advance, they should have used the jade pendant to enter the secret room."

"And for so many years, the jade pendant has been in the Fire Phoenix's lair."

The more Ning Ning thought about it, the more strange it felt: "The Burning Sun Bow should have been taken away many years ago... After all, it is an extremely powerful sacred object. Regardless of whether it is righteous or evil, how come there has been no news about it?"

Pei Ji shook his head.

Given his personality, he should have stopped talking at this point, but this time he unexpectedly pursed his lips, paused for a moment, and then continued in a low voice: "I will find out, don't worry."

As if to comfort her.

They returned along the same route, and when they left the dilapidated ancestral temple, they returned to the fox village that was like a dead city.

The village was not far from the waterfall. According to Qiao Yan, she built a house not far from the waterfall in order to be closer to the water source, so that the tribesmen with limited mobility could reduce some of the burden.

Ning Ning was impressed and sighed when she heard it. As she was walking on the long street filled with wind and smoke, she suddenly heard a fight coming from not far away.

There are quite a few people participating in the trial, and this is one of the few villages in the secret realm, so it naturally attracts a lot of attention. She exchanged a glance with Pei Ji and followed the sound.

As a result, she saw two round, shiny bald heads from a distance.

"Isn't that Master Mingkong!"

Xu Ye had met Mingkong once before, and he smiled with joy. When his eyes fell on the person next to him, he showed a puzzled expression: "Strange, who is that?"

He didn't notice that He Zhizhou next to him had a dark face and a sinister look like Snow White's stepmother. He squeezed out two words from his throat: "Mingjing."

By the way, he once saw injustice and helped, but was severely cheated by Mingjing. When the monk sneaked away, the number of people who beat He Zhizhou would be 30% plus 70%, a total of 100%.

It was terrible, really terrible.

Mingkong and Mingjing were both disciples of Fanyin Temple, and it seemed that they had a very good relationship -

specifically, Mingjing was dancing with the bell pestle, while Mingkong was sitting leisurely beside him with a big forehead like a light bulb, reciting in a broadcasting voice with emotion: "Brother, the wind blows and the water passes, the flowers fall without a trace. Listening to your song, I feel that life has regained meaning, and everything becomes eternal."

Mingjing's ringing of the bell was no different from the drumming at the beginning of the Spring Festival Gala, which became faster and faster, more and more intense, and finally even sounded like a drum set, dong dong clang clang, which made Ningning's ears hurt.

He Zhizhou covered his ears with distorted features, unwilling to take another step forward: "What the hell is this, the death song is turned up louder?"

They were uncomfortable to hear, and the man and woman who were confronting the two were even more miserable.

The two should be disciples of the Beast Sect. They wore sky-blue sect uniforms, and beside them were a large number of strong spirit beasts lying in disorder. It seemed that they were all spiritually polluted by the Brahma Bell, and their legs and feet twitched and they passed out.

"Where can there be a music practitioner like you, despicable!" Seeing that Ming Jing had already danced with the bell pestle and smashed at her, the woman was so angry that she trembled all over. The young man next to her was also panicked, and shouted in panic: "Junior sister, there is no time to waste, it seems that we can only ask those two to come out!"

The woman's expression froze: "Those two? But they are our treasures at the bottom of the box--"

She paused for a moment, and finally gritted her teeth and said, "Okay!"

After these words came out, not only Ning Ning and others, but even the elders outside the Xuan Jing showed curiosity.

"The treasure of the town?"

Ji Yun opened his big eyes like black grapes and looked at Lin Qian. His voice was naturally a little soft, just like a naughty child: "What is that?"

Lin Qian's mouth twitched: "Take your time to see. There's no rush." ​​Ming

Jing swung the bell pestle with great force, splitting the calm air in the village like a hot knife through butter, and rushed straight towards the two beastmasters;

while the woman trembled and lowered her head, and a golden light flashed in her storage bag -

in an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, and even Ming Jing, who was full of murderous aura, was stunned, and an extremely frightened look appeared on his face!

"No, it can't be!"

Xu Ye's eyes were round, and his voice was almost broken: "How could it be them!"

The floating light faded, and in the hands of the female cultivator,

a cat and a rabbit suddenly appeared.

And they were very ordinary, without any spiritual power.

Ning Ning: ...?

The cat was small and the white rabbit was cute. They curled up in the palm of the female cultivator's hand, and there was no trace of murderous aura in their bodies.

The woman blew gently and said in a desperate tone: "Start!"

The two animals received the order, and their ears swayed leisurely.

The rabbit stared with big red eyes, and its long ears swayed softly. It raised its paws and rubbed its chubby face as if it was quite comfortable.

The cat's tail stood straight, and its eyes were like glass soaked in water, reflecting the bright water light. Finally, it rolled obediently and uttered a soft and sticky sound from its throat: "Meow~"

Xu Ye was shocked.

Are you sick? Is this the treasure of your Yushou Sect? Who would stop attacking just because of a rabbit and a cat? Even a fool wouldn't fall for such a stupid trick!

He bet a spiritual stone that the woman would be hit on the head by the bell pestle in the next moment to cure her cerebellar paralysis.

Unexpectedly, Ming Jing's pupils trembled and he showed extreme fear: "Oh, damn it!"

- No! No! Right!

The monk in mid-air suddenly froze, but the surging spiritual energy around him could not be withdrawn. Ming Jing took a last look at the cat and rabbit's watery eyes, and a faint smile escaped from the corners of his mouth.

Then he suddenly pulled the bell pestle back, the spiritual power resurged, the bell pestle was like thunder, and all the attacks were counterattacked in an instant -

he actually performed a "I kill myself" on the spot, and was hammered three feet high by the bell pestle!

Xu Yi was silent, Ning Ning was shocked, Pei Ji's dark eyes were dull, and he frowned while holding the sword.

Ming Jing was knocked far away by his own bell pestle, his bald head drew a beautiful arc in the air, and finally fell to the ground sadly, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

- But this person is even sicker! ! !

Xu Ye's eyeballs were about to fall to the ground, and Ning Ning was also in a complicated mood.

These two really dared to think and do. If they were born in the 21st century, they would definitely meet in a mental hospital or a hospital brain department one day and sing "A bosom friend is a friend indeed".

"Brother!"

Mingkong was shocked when he saw this, and hurried to his brother, his egg-like head showing sadness: "Your ringing of the bell was a mistake, how can a falling leaf make death so brilliant and calm."

- What is this bald man talking about?

"Monks are compassionate. I wanted to kill them, but they are so cute."

Ming Jing laughed weakly and answered with a faint voice: "In fact, along the way, every season has its flaws, and every story has its hidden wounds. I am tired of fighting and killing. I just want to guard a tree like snow pear flowers and a pond of pure lotus, and watch time slowly pass by."

——What is this bald man talking about? ? ?

The disciple of the Beast Sect on the side looked as if he had eaten a fly.

They were fighting fiercely here, a perfect hot-blooded fairy hero plot, but the two monks from the Fanyin Temple were conscientiously performing a miserable performance. It was really disgusting, so disgusting.

"Are all the monks in Fanyin Temple like this?"

Ningning frowned: "Even after all this, they are still trying to pretend to be an artistic persona?"

The bell pestle was hit by the spiritual force. Unlike the monks in Fanyin Temple who had martial arts skills to protect their bodies, it was shattered into powder in an instant.

Mingkong and Mingjing acted out the tragic scene of a young man sending off his older brother. The woman took back the rabbit and the cat, a sneer flashed across her eyes: "Now that you have no weapons, and your only junior brother is a shield who can only defend, you two are doomed to escape. You'd better surrender!"

"Who said I don't have weapons?"

Mingjing raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and coughed lightly: "As long as you have martial arts in your heart, everything can be used as martial arts."

Ningning was a little hesitant: "Does he have another bell pestle?"

"No."

Pei Ji replied in a low voice: "The material of the bell pestle he used is unusual. It must be difficult to make... The monk wants to use other objects as weapons."

Other objects?

But Mingjing's spiritual power was so strong that ordinary things, let alone being used as bells and pestles, would shatter immediately even if they were just slightly impacted by the spiritual energy.

To find an object that was strong and would not be damaged by the impact -

Ningning's pupils shrank suddenly.

No, it can't be.

Mingjing smiled slightly and climbed up from the ground with difficulty. The words he said made people feel cold all over: "Mingkong, are you ready?"

Mingkong put his hands together, and a golden light emanated from his body, like an eggshell just taken out of brine: "Brother, come on."

"Wait!"

The young man from the Beast Sect was shocked: "Don't think too much!"

The two monks smiled unfathomably at the same time.

"The Buddha said that I can only serve as a bell and pestle for my senior brother for three days."

Mingkong put his hands together and looked down, showing compassion, warmth and peace.

His voice also floated in the air with his body, with the sincerity of a male announcer, and he spoke word by word: "Yesterday, today, tomorrow."

In the gradually darkening night, the tall monk lifted up another upright body, like lifting up a big stick.

Mingkong still had a smile on his face, and a glowing head was lifted up in a 180-degree curve and hit heavily on the big bell.

Buddha's light rose up and the sound was humming.

Xu Ye had lost all his words, and the disciples of the Beast Sect beside him took his place, roaring out the words that were deeply engraved in their hearts with their hoarse voices: "Are you sick!!!"

"Good guys."

Even He Zhizhou was stunned and exclaimed: "With this realization, if these two are not on the list of the top ten people who moved China this year, I will definitely not watch it."