Walking into the side hall, Gu Yangyang felt that the air around her had become quiet.

It was so quiet, as if something was guarding this place, even the flow of air slowed down...

She glanced behind her, but there was no one.

"How strange." She muttered.

Then he bent down and carefully selected from a pile of magical instruments.

Most of these instruments are intact, only a few are slightly damaged...

The things here look very old, like they were left behind when the immortals ascended to heaven in ancient times...

Gu Yangyang casually picked out one from a pile of magical instruments.

This is a dagger with a red gem inlaid on the handle, which contains powerful spiritual power.

The blade is very sharp, emitting a cold glow.

Gu Yangyang just took a look at it and threw it away.

She was used to using a whip, and suddenly having a dagger might not be so convenient for her.

She continued to search, but there was nothing she particularly liked.

Most of these magical weapons are offensive, and there are relatively few defensive ones.

Either a machete or a spear, or something strange...

Gu Yangyang turned around slowly and was about to look around somewhere else when she was not paying attention and was tripped by something and fell forward!

"ah!"

Gu Yangyang cried out in surprise. She didn't know where her palm had touched. She felt a chill, and a trace of blood flowed out of her palm, staining the bronze mirror under her palm...

She quickly stood up and looked at her palms, unable to react for a moment.

My palm doesn't hurt, but blood is constantly oozing from the cut.

Is this what 007 meant by blocking the sense of pain?

Gu Yangyang spoke slowly: "Thank you, 007."

Sizzle...

[Ding! You're welcome, host. 007 is at your service. ]

Although the wound didn't hurt at all, the wound that was constantly bleeding still looked very hideous...

Gu Yangyang took out a bottle of pills from the Xuan Ring, poured out one and put it into her mouth.

The cool medicinal fragrance instantly filled the entire mouth, and a warm current seeped into the limbs and bones, spreading throughout the body.

On the white palm, the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye...

But after a while, the wound completely disappeared.

Gu Yangyang wiped the blood off her palm and looked down to see the bronze mirror lying at her feet. After thinking for a while, she bent down and picked up the bronze mirror.

The bronze mirror is much lighter than expected.

The bronze mirror is round, with a strange animal shape carved on the back. It has a tall body and is covered in fur, like a tiger, but more majestic and domineering than a tiger.

The beast's eyes were bright and sharp like copper bells, with sharp fangs in its mouth, making it look very ferocious.

What's more special is that the beast has a long horn on its head, which makes it look more evil...

Suddenly, Gu Yangyang felt as if someone was watching her in secret.

Her heart trembled, and she quickly looked around.

But nothing was found.

"007, have you found anyone suspicious...?" Gu Yangyang said in a trembling voice.

Sizzle...

[Ding! Host, please rest assured, there are no suspicious people around. This is the Immortal Watching Platform. There are restrictions around it. No strange people will come in without permission. ]

"Yeah......"

Although 007's words made Gu Yangyang feel relieved, she still felt a little uneasy.

That sight was very hidden, and seemed to be observing her vaguely...

She shook her head vigorously and stopped thinking about it.

He turned over the bronze mirror in his hand and couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise!

"What a strange mirror!"

There is no carving on the front of the bronze mirror. Except for a black corner inlaid above the mirror, there is no other unnecessary decoration...

After wiping off the blood stains on the mirror, the mirror surface became very clear.

Gu Yangyang held up the mirror, which reflected her pretty little face perfectly.

The small oval face and bright eyes, reflected in the bronze mirror, have a bit more ancient elegance...

Gu Yangyang looked at herself in the mirror, feeling a little confused.

Why does she feel that this body looks more and more like her real self...

Before, it seemed like they were only 30% similar, but now they are 70% similar...

Not only that, she frowned slightly.

Facing this face, she couldn't even remember what this body's face looked like before...

As if knowing her doubts, 007 took the initiative to explain:

[Ding! Host, don't worry about this. These are changes made by the system to help you better integrate into the character setting...]

Gu Yangyang was stunned for a moment, "Well, thank you, 007..."

Sizzle...

[Ding! You're welcome, host. 007 is here to serve you wholeheartedly. ]

The electronic sound ended, and 007 returned to silence again.

Gu Yangyang looked at her reflection in the bronze mirror in her hand, took a deep breath, and decided to trust 007 and not think about it any more.

She looked at the magic weapons scattered all over the floor, and found her own blood on a thin blade. It seemed that her palm had accidentally pressed on it, causing the cut...

"Senior Sister Gu, are you okay?"

A stuttering voice suddenly sounded at the door.

Gu Yangyang looked up.

It turned out to be a male disciple from the same group who came to urge her.

Gu Yangyang raised an eyebrow and put the bronze mirror in his hand into the Xuan Ring. "Why are you in such a hurry? Why are you rushing me?!"

"Ah? No, I'm not..." The male disciple's face turned red with anger at her rudeness.

Gu Yangyang ignored him completely, picked out the things and walked out.

"What do you mean? Are you stuttering?"

The male disciple was indeed even more angry, his face flushed red, and his two hands hanging by his side clenched into fists...

Gu Yangyang glanced at him mockingly and walked past him.

The girl's charming eyes made the young disciple instantly soften half of his body, especially the sweet fragrance from the girl, which made him linger in his dreams...

His companion came over and saw him staring at the girl with a red face. He immediately gritted his teeth and slapped him on the back of the head, saying jealously:

"Didn't you tell me that you were going to the bathroom? So you came to see Senior Sister because you were going to the bathroom, right?!"

“No...brother, I..." the male disciple stammered, but his eyes were always fixed on the beautiful figure in front of him.

"Who is your brother?"

"You're still looking!"

The noisy voices of the two attracted Jiang Ziqing and Wen Xia who came out from the back hall.

As the two watched this scene, the already low atmosphere became even lower.

"Two senior brothers, what are you doing?" Wen Xia said with a curved lip.