Chapter 682 Why is her mirror different?
The view on the third floor suddenly opened up.
Different from the mysterious starry sky in the lower level, this place is a circular jade platform. The whole piece of spiritual jade on the ground is carved with a map of the stars in the sky. There is a lamp every seven steps, and the flames seem to be still and moving, like solidified star fragments.
Yun Qingqing's eyes narrowed slightly - ten feet ahead, there were already three people surrounding a bronze mirror.
After the two of them entered, as the bronze door closed behind them, a jade platform silently emerged not far away. On the platform was a similar bronze mirror, with the dragon pattern on the mirror frame still emitting a lingering glow.
"What a coincidence," Qi Mo and Yun Qingqing walked side by side and whispered, "The rarity of the Langhuan Order is comparable to that of a top-grade magic weapon, and we actually met another group of people here."
Yun Qingqing didn't feel anything and walked straight towards the newly appeared jade platform.
The three people who arrived first were wearing crimson purple robes with cloud patterns and had red copper talismans hanging around their waists. They were obviously from the same sect.
The leading man was about thirty years old, with a handsome face and a bit of reserve that comes from having held a high position for a long time. When he saw the new guest, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. He straightened his sleeves and took three steps forward. When he bowed, a green jade ring appeared on his wrist.
Yun Qingqing recognized at a glance that the ring was a magical weapon to protect the gods, but according to the current grade classification, it can be considered a top-grade one. It seems that the strength of a sect that can send three disciples into the Langhuan Secret Hall at the same time will not be weak.
"Please come in, fellow Taoist." The middle-aged man said in a gentle voice and with a friendly smile, "I am Zhao Chengming, the chief disciple of Zhengyang Sect. I didn't expect to meet you two here. It's really fate. I wonder where you two fellow Taoists are from?"
He said this to Qi Mo.
Although the two people in front of him both had outstanding temperament and appearance, Qi Mo looked a few years older and was a man, so Zhao Chengming subconsciously regarded him as the dominant one between the two.
As he spoke, Zhao Chengming glanced at the two men's attire - there was no door emblem or waist badge, and Qi Mo was also wearing plain clothes today. This simple attire actually made him pay attention to it.
It should be noted that the more the people in the Xuanmen sect return to nature, the more likely they are to be hidden masters.
Qi Mo's folding fan quickly opened to cover the lower half of his face, leaving only a pair of smiling eyes curved like a crescent moon. He took a half step back calmly.
Zhao Chengming's expression paused slightly.
The other party was clearly indicating that the girl in front of him was of higher status and was waiting for her to speak. He could only smile awkwardly.
Yun Qingqing didn't care about these, and nodded slightly:
"Tianming Pavilion, Yun Qingqing."
The Zhengyang Sect was one of the major sects on the same level as the Seven Stars Palace. Yun Qingqing had made up for the common sense of the modern Xuanmen sect, so she naturally knew about it.
However, when Zhao Chengming heard her answer, his smile froze again. How come he had no impression of this sect?
As he was hesitating, the round-faced junior fellow behind him suddenly exclaimed:
"Is it the Tianming Pavilion in Liang State that specializes in fortune-telling for mortals?" The round-faced junior brother raised his chin and smiled meaningfully, "I went to Liang State to do some work some time ago. People there said it was very magical and had a very high reputation."
Feng Wuya was stunned for a moment, and his eyes suddenly relaxed.
It turned out to be a newly established small sect. No wonder I had never heard of it. It was obvious that it had no strength and couldn't even qualify for the Xuanmen Conference. It came to the mortal world to show off just to gain fame.
I'm afraid I must have been extremely lucky to get a Langhuan Order.
When he spoke again, his voice was still gentle, but his back had straightened by three points.
"I didn't expect that your pavilion could enter the third floor of Langhuan Palace." Zhao Chengming unconsciously stroked the jade ring and laughed softly, "It seems that the rumors among the people are true."
This was said cleverly, pointing out that the other party was just a name in the secular world, and implying that his foundation in the Taoist school was shallow.
The two fellow apprentices behind him understood what he said, looked at each other, and a sarcastic arc appeared on the corners of their mouths.
Seeing that the others looked down on her, Yun Qingqing lost interest in conversation and just glanced at her green jade ring, narrowing her eyes slightly.
"I can't control myself anymore."
She spoke a few words in a light tone and then walked towards the jade platform.
Zhao Chengming's expression changed several times and he froze in place.
His mind was filled with questions about whether the little girl had really seen something or was just bluffing and happened to come true.
"Big Brother, what did she say that can't be suppressed?" The round-faced junior brother asked in confusion.
Zhao Chengming suppressed the turmoil in his heart, calmed down his expression and walked towards the other side of the jade platform:
"Who knows what nonsense he is talking about? He is just a person seeking fame and reputation. Is he worth spending more time on?"
"That's true!" The round-faced junior brother had no doubt at all, and they returned to the jade platform talking and laughing.
On the other side, Qi Mo was quietly sending a message to Yun Qingqing:
"Master is still too kind to even give advice to that kind of person. That guy clearly thinks highly of himself... Humph! Who does he look down on?"
Yun Qingqing was calm and also transmitted the message:
"He knows best what his inner demons are like. I can't say this is just a reminder. I'm just asking him to consider his own situation."
Qi Mo was stunned for a moment, then he reacted and his mood improved immediately:
"As expected of Master, you won the battle without bloodshed."
Yun Qingqing smiled calmly, tapped the bronze mirror with her fingertips, and the Thousand Thoughts Array unfolded silently.
In an instant, thousands of threads of spiritual consciousness poured down like a galaxy, causing ripples on the mirror surface.
The scriptures in the entire space trembled at the same time, and golden runes danced around her like fireflies, forming a dazzling light curtain around her.
The three people from the Zhengyang Sect were startled by the strange sight and turned their heads at the same time.
"Big Brother, look!" The round-faced junior brother widened his eyes, "Her mirror can actually trigger the resonance of the classics!"
Zhao Chengming's pupils shrank slightly.
The bronze mirror in front of them was as calm as water, but Yun Qingqing's mirror surface was flowing with golden patterns, and the words in the classics were as clear as engravings.
He subconsciously touched his mirror, only to find it cold and rigid, and the difference between them was immediately apparent.
"I have heard that there is a top-grade magic weapon in the deepest part of the Langhuan Palace..." The short and fat junior brother lowered his voice, "Why did she have such bad luck to catch it?"
The round-faced junior brother also said: "Her mirror is obviously much faster. If we can have this thing to help us, wouldn't it be..."
Although Qi Mo's eyes were on Yun Qingqing, he heard the conversation between the few people clearly and couldn't help but sneer softly.
"You are a bunch of ignorant people. Does my master rely on magic tools? His spiritual awareness is thousands of times stronger than yours, okay?"
Although his voice was low, it was loud enough for the other party to hear clearly. The round-faced junior brother's face changed, and he pointed at Qi Mo and said angrily:
"you!"
Zhao Chengming grabbed him, signaled him to be quiet with his eyes, straightened his clothes, and strode forward.
Looking closely at the flowing light of books around Yun Qingqing, he was even more astonished, and a hint of greed flashed in his eyes.
"Master Yun." Zhao Chengming deliberately made his voice gentle. "I am willing to exchange the Nine-Colored Magic Ganoderma for this index mirror of your pavilion. Can you please make it easier for me?"
As he spoke, he took out a black ice jade box from his arms. The moment the lid of the box was opened, a nine-colored Ganoderma lucidum emerged. The body of the ganoderma was crystal clear, and nine halos of light flickered like breathing.
Qi Mo blinked his eyes slightly and chuckled.
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