Yunqin's eyes look at the nose, and the nose looks at the heart.

Well, it’s one of the gifts for my parents’ wedding, and it’s okay to give it to a friend.

My parents won’t care.

The gift that the Northern Emperor personally sent for the wedding of the Star Lord under his command was already too heavy.

Moreover, now that the teacher has revealed the origin of this item, it is a treasure refined by [Yu Chen Dao Jun, Shang Qing Ling Bao Tian Zun].

Even the innocent and easygoing girl knew vaguely that she seemed to have caused a big disaster. She felt a little uneasy and annoyed in her heart. She wondered why her parents didn't explain the origin of the mirror to her, but just told her to play with it and threw it to her. So she gave it to that rare friend of the same age.

If Daoist Lord Yuchen knew about this, it would be sent out.

Wouldn’t that make Lingbao Great Celestial Venerable angry?

Even if the probability is very low, what if?

It would be bad if Qi Wuhuo was implicated.

The girl had these thoughts in her mind because the name of Lingbao Da Tianzun was so great that she felt a little scared. Then she answered obediently, "It's here, teacher, do you want to see it?"

As she expected, the cold and serious Danhua Fu Yingyuanjun only smiled and said gently:

"Why should I look at your parents' things?"

"Just take it."

"But this spell you created is quite interesting. Not bad, not bad. You are a talented person."

"I will take it first, so that the sect will know that my disciple has such talent."

Yunqin felt something was not right, but she couldn't think of how to explain that this method was not her own creation and would not involve Qi Wuhuo's method, so she had to leave it to the teacher for the time being.

She was just thinking about how to discuss a safe explanation with Qi Wuhuo later, how to explain to the teacher that this magical power was not created by her, without exposing the matter of the mirror.

In the end, Uncle Niu came back from joining in the fun without making up his mind. Even the old ox, who always loved the fun, had a solemn and moved expression on his face. It seemed that the problem in the Shenxiao Yuqing Lei Mansion was not small.

While listening to Uncle Niu and my father talking about this matter, I was silently studying the "simple" [Method of Revealing the Circular Light] in my heart, but I still felt a headache.

He immediately noticed that ripples appeared on his jade mirror again, forming words.

It was a message from Qi Wuhuo.

Finally, he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's so difficult, if you teach me, I will definitely be able to learn it."

"It took you a year to create it, but it only took me three days, no, two days to learn it!"

"If you think about it this way, my talent is not bad."

…

Qi Wuhuo put the ancient bronze mirror covered with light green copper rust back into the wooden box, then picked up the osmanthus cake and walked back slowly. He bought some paper and pen. When he arrived at the city wall of Zhongzhou Prefecture, he saw the two statues of [Jiaotu] and [Chaofeng] on the towering city wall. When the clouds pressed down, they looked majestic and ferocious.

Suddenly, a playful feeling arose in my heart.

He created a trick and walked up quietly.

Perhaps it was the old man's cup of tea that saved the young Taoist several days of polishing, or perhaps it was because the two stone statues were facing the outside of the tower, so they did not notice the young Taoist who was sneaking up from behind.

Qi Wuhuo's mind was clear, and he could hear the two statues over there quietly "communicating".

"Has the little Taoist priest left?"

"Gone, I think he's gone."

"Huh, finally he's gone. He really scared Jiaotu to death."

"Yeah, yeah, scared to death Jiao...? No, what are you talking about?!" The Jiaotu statue subconsciously followed along, then reacted and said angrily: "It's you who are scared! Chaofeng!"

"Why do you say it's me!"

The Mocking Wind Statue taunted, "I'm afraid?"

"What a joke! Would I be scared?!"

"I once saw a black dragon flying in the sky three hundred miles away, with a strong wind blowing, but I didn't move!"

Jiaotu said: "You make it sound like you can move!"

"Damn it, you're scared!"

"Nonsense, it's obviously you who are scared!"

“You’re scared!”

"You are afraid!"

The two statues were furious and started arguing with each other. Then, they seemed to finally realize that someone had walked up to the tower from behind. They tried to turn their heads and eyes to look behind them. The two ancient statues widened their eyes at the Taoist boy and asked loudly in unison, "Can you please judge for yourself who is harming...?"

The sound suddenly stopped, leaving only the sound of the wind blowing through the bells hanging under the eaves of the city wall.

Very quiet.

Very quiet.

For a moment it was as if all the sound had disappeared.

Chaofeng turned his head silently.

The pepper toad lowered its head and opened its mouth.

Whispering silently in my heart.

You can't see me, you can't see me...

The young Taoist held the flying eaves of the tower with one hand, stepped on the smooth glazed tiles, walked between the two simple statues, thought for a while, sat down, and looked from afar. The clouds stretched across the plains, making people feel peaceful. When the wind blew, the bells under the flying eaves rang softly, and the sleeves of the young Taoist were blown by the wind. He thought for a while and said:

"But why are you afraid of me?"

[Chaofeng] and [Jiaotu] looked at each other.

I wish I could grow legs and run away.

However, they were originally integrated with the tower. Unless they pulled themselves out of the building, they could not move at all. It was as if they were forced into a dead end. They could only honestly say, "Because we see that your spiritual energy is pure and clear, which is the orthodox path of Xuanmen."

“There are very few people taking this path anymore.”

"So we guess that you should be a disciple of a Taoist master, traveling outside to gain experience."

Jiaotu added: "It's better to have less trouble than more. I mean, a disciple of a real person with such pure spiritual energy will definitely not do evil. If you shout it out, you will cause trouble."

The young Taoist asked, "A disciple of the Immortal?"

Jiaotu and Chaofeng looked at each other and said, "I guess we are right..."

"We have been sitting here for three to five hundred years and have seen many, many stories. We have very good eyesight. We can spot Taoist swordsmen, Buddhist practitioners, and those who specialize in spiritual cultivation at a glance."

They are very proud of their eyesight and judgment.

When asked about their origin, they claimed that they were carved by great masters hundreds of years ago.

When shaping them, they imitated two types of dragons, imitating their shapes and gaining a bit of charm; then they were placed at the highest point of the tower, able to see very far away, in order to prevent demons and evil spirits from entering the Zhongzhou city. In this way, they were illuminated by the light of the sun and the moon, and slowly grew spirituality, and were able to remember things for three to five hundred years.

The sculpture is psychic and has magical powers.

Qi Wuhuo was amazed and sincerely sighed: "Can a carved sculpture have such spirituality?"

Chaofeng's sculpture said with a bit of complacency:

"Yes, he once said that Tao gave birth to all things, and all things are just a combination of the soul and the treasure of life."

"Reverse three to return to two, reverse two to return to one, this is the orthodoxy of Xuanmen."

"But it doesn't say that this can only be used for self-cultivation."

"If we use materials that contain [primordial qi] as the basis and can imitate the [spiritual nature] of all things, it is naturally possible to create creatures with spirituality and self. This is the path he has taken."

"He is still alive."

"I once painted a mural in front of a Buddhist temple. It was a mural of two dragons fighting for a pearl, but there were no eyes. I heard that many people urged him to paint the dragons' eyes. He couldn't resist, so he had to paint the pupils. Then the two dragons flew out of the mural and soared into the sky."

Chaofeng, who had a very far-sighted vision, spoke of this matter with great envy.

The self who was carved out five hundred years ago can only stand here and look into the distance.

The dragons drawn in previous years could fly.

How wonderful it is to be free!

They looked at Qi Wuhuo, no longer afraid, but curiously asked: "Aren't you the disciple of the real person?"

The young Taoist sat on the glazed tiles, looking at the clouds in the distance, thought for a moment, and replied:

"I haven't been recognized by the teacher yet and officially become a disciple."

"There were also senior brothers and sisters who failed to pass the trial of the mortal world and were eventually removed from their posts."

Chao Feng couldn't help but mutter, "What kind of teacher is this? Isn't your lineage too harsh?"

The young Taoist simply replied, "I just want to do as the teacher said, travel around the world, see all kinds of things, meet all kinds of methods, and all kinds of people, so that I can walk my own path, and then I can be officially recognized as a disciple of our lineage."

Jiaotu said: "You must work hard!"

"When it is done, come back and tell us."

Chao Feng also encouraged: "By then, you should be considered a real person, right?"

Qi Wuhuo nodded.

Watching the clouds moving around, when Qi Wuhuo was about to leave, Chao Feng hesitated and said, "Be careful."

"The lands here seem to be looking for you, but I don't know what it is."

Jiaotu said: "They asked us."

Chaofeng added: "We didn't say that!"

Qi Wuhuo nodded, and the young Taoist walked down the stairs next to him and walked away in the sunset. Jiaotu also became melancholy and said, "Speaking of the old man, he seems to be looking for someone everywhere recently. I wonder what it is..."

Chao Feng said: "Yes."

"But I do know that he is looking for the scenery in the painting."

"Landscape in a painting?"

"yes."

Chao Feng, whose eyes could see very far, replied, "I heard that he saw the unpredictable sunset glow last year. From the top of the mountain, it looked like a young swordsman dancing with a sword on the top of the stars and beside the clouds. It was a magnificent sight. He always wanted to paint it, but he seemed dissatisfied after half of it..."

As it spoke, it saw the young Taoist walking down the city wall and walking away in the rosy glow, carrying the sword case on his back.

The soft glow of the sunset fell on the shoulders of the young Taoist.

He said casually, “Yes.”

"It's just like him."