After absorbing the essence and blood of the three people, the speed of opening the Zangtian box suddenly increased, but the three breaths were completely turned on.

The next moment, a brilliant treasure light burst out, covering the entire secret room, and then a round mirror slowly rose from the box!

This mirror is only the size of a palm, and seven colors appear on the circular mirror at the same time. If you look closely, you can see several tiny cracks.

The monk surnamed Wei immediately reached out and took the treasure mirror into his palm, and immediately wrapped it with magic power, as if the mirror would lose one more momentum.

When the monk surnamed Wei collected the treasure mirror, the three red-faced Taoists also hurriedly treated their injuries.

The mere broken arm injury is nothing to the Nascent Soul monks, but their strength inevitably declines sharply after losing a lot of essence and blood.

"Junior Brother Wei, the survival of Qingyun Temple will be dependent on you alone. I hope you can do your best and live up to our trust!"

After taking a pill, the red-faced old Taoist showed a little lack of breath.

"Don't worry, senior brother, Wei will definitely fight for his life!"

The monk surnamed Wei nodded heavily and bowed.

"Okay, go to the quiet room next to you to get to know the Mirror of Bliss. The man said he was about to arrive. We don't have much time left!"

The red-faced old Taoist gasped for a few times and urged him.

"It's my senior brother and disciple, come with me quickly!"

The monk surnamed Wei immediately agreed, and after a greeting, he fled outside the secret room.

The Taoist priest named Leng hurriedly bowed and followed him.

As soon as the two left, a white-eyed Taoist priest next to the red-faced old Taoist suddenly looked worried and said with great concern:

"Senior Brother, Junior Brother Wei was originally a guest guest of the Guan. He didn't officially join my Qingyun Temple until more than a hundred years ago. Why do you trust him so much and give him such a great responsibility that concerns the life and death of the Guan?"

Hearing this, another Taoist priest in the green robe who was sitting cross-legged and healing, also cast doubtful eyes at the old Taoist red-faced, obviously unable to understand this matter.

"Before answering the questions of the two junior brothers, I thanked you for your trust."

"Senior brother, you are so polite. You and I have known each other since the Qi Refining Stage. This trust is nothing!"

"Yes, Senior Brother, please tell me the reason, otherwise my junior brother will be in a state of peace!"

"Actually, Brother Wei doesn't trust Junior Brother Wei very much, but the late major revision this time was caused by Junior Brother Wei. If he doesn't fight against the enemy desperately, he will have a way out.

In addition, Junior Brother Wei’s Shen Xuling’s eye power is very consistent with the Jile Mirror, and he is the one among us who can best use this mirror’s magic power.

In terms of ability alone, he is the best candidate to take on this great task!"

After explaining, the red-faced Taoist hurriedly took two pills and seized the time to refine the medicinal power, so as to try to restore more strength before Luo Hong came to the door.

After hearing this, his two junior brothers couldn't help but nodded slightly. Not only did they understand the superficial meaning of his words, but they also thought of the part he had not said clearly.

If Junior Brother Wei sacrificed the Mirror of Paradise, he would still be defeated by the late-stage major cultivator. The culprit died, and maybe he would stop the other party, and they and Qingyun Temple would be able to escape the disaster.

On the other side, after Wei Li came to the quiet room beside him, he did not immediately start to refine the Mirror of Bliss, but instead asked the Taoist priest named Leng with a frown:

"Are you sure that the man came for Chi Fenglei?"

"Master, it's true! The disciple can hear the conversation between the master and that man clearly, and the female senior who was following the man was the great gentleman of Hongru Academy!"

The Taoist priest surnamed Leng promised with a swearing look on his face.

"Well, that's not wrong. You can raise the chifenglei from the prison now. Maybe it will be useful later!"

Wei Li's eyes flashed with a flash of splendor and he ordered in a deep voice.

"It's Master!"

After the Taoist priest surnamed Leng agreed, he immediately escaped from the quiet room.

Seeing him leaving, Wei Li silently recited a magic trick, and then his eyes were filled with gorgeous aura that was as different as the Miracle Mirror, completely covering the mirror.

......

On Qingyun Peak, Luo Hong stood in the air. With a sweeping of her spiritual sense, she found four Yuanying-level magical auras hidden in the abdomen of the mountain.

"It turns out that they are all here, that's a lot of trouble."

"Brother Luo, we are just here to ask for people. There is no need to force these Taoist priests too much. I believe that the foundation of Qingyun Temple's sect will not be easy to deal with.

If Brother Luo's injury worsens, it will be no longer beautiful."

Dong Lijun stopped him with a frown, like a counselor who was giving advice to the monarch.

"If Fairy Dong said this, then she would underestimate these bulls' noses. Although Luo had already done this, they still had no idea of ​​compromise.

The foundation of Qingyun Temple has been sacrificed."

Luo Hong shook her head slightly, and said with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

"What? Where?"

Dong Lijun was shocked when he heard this and immediately looked around vigilantly.

"Since the four have already set up a banquet, there is no need to hide it anymore. It's not good to be forced out by Luo!"

As soon as Luo Hong finished speaking, the scene in front of them changed, and the spiritual peak under their feet suddenly sank hundreds of feet.

It turned out that at some point, they had fallen into the illusion, and the actual distance from Qingyun Peak was farther than they could perceive.

In this way, the aura of the four Nascent Soul monks is no longer hidden in the belly of the mountain, but is near the top of the peak.

It's interesting, some tricks of this illusion can be hidden from my spiritual sense for a while!

Luo Hong, who was a little surprised, looked down and focused her eyes on a middle-aged monk with an ugly face.

To be precise, it was the mirror in his hands and his eyes.

"Three senior brothers, this person has a strong spiritual sense. Wei must concentrate the power of the Mirror of the Pure Land to drag him into the Pure Land of the Pure Land. Fairy Dong asked the three senior brothers to hold him back!"

The temptation just now made Wei Li deeply understand Luo Hong's trickyness, and immediately said with a serious expression.

"Don't worry, Brother Wei will never let anyone disturb you, just do it quickly!"

The red-faced old Taoist promised without hesitation.

At this time, Luo Hong was not in the mood to wait for the four of them to finish chatting before taking action. She waved her palm and used the Rakshasa ghost hand and slapped the four of them on the head.

But suddenly a splash of inspiration came out of the ugly middle-aged monk's hand and instantly swept across Luo Hong.

Suddenly, the scene in front of Luo Hong changed drastically. He came from the empty sky to an exquisite palace on the clouds, and heard many women's smirking.

Good guy, if there is such a benefit, will there be no new illusion?

After Luo Hong complained in her heart, she immediately released her spiritual consciousness with all her might, trying to tear open the other party's illusion so as not to see some paid plots later.

However, he did not expect that his spiritual sense, which was invincible, would not have the expected effect, but instead made the surrounding heavenly palace appear more real.
Chapter completed!