On the table in front of Ling Jianchen.

In addition to the original cup, there is another porcelain cup that is exactly the same at this moment.

No matter the shape or size of this porcelain cup, it is exactly the same as the one placed on the table before. Even the patterns on the cup have no changes.

Ling Jianchen was stunned for a moment, then showed an excited smile: "I didn't expect that the bronze mirror I bought by chance actually had a strange function that could copy things. I wonder if the spiritual medicine and other treasures could be copied?"

Just think of this.

Ling Jianchen took out a third-grade spiritual medicine, purple jade root, and looked at it in front of the bronze mirror, and at the same time he poured his spiritual consciousness into it.

Buzz!

The bronze mirror vibrated slightly, and a dazzling light flashed.

A same purple jade root flew out of the mirror and landed on the table.

"It can be copied, but the teacup just now only consumed a trace of my spiritual consciousness, but copying this purple jade root consumed a full 10% of my spiritual consciousness. It seems that the more precious the things copied with this bronze mirror, the greater the consumption of spiritual consciousness..."

Even with Ling Jianchen's knowledge, he had never seen such a treasure that could copy spiritual medicine before. He had a curiosity in his eyes, "I don't know where its limit is!"

Once this thought arises, it will linger.

Take out a sixth-grade spiritual medicine from your arms.

This is the spiritual medicine obtained from Zheng Zetian's private treasure house, but it is just a broken sixth-grade medicine king.

Buzz!

The spiritual consciousness poured into the bronze mirror. After only half a breath, Ling Jianchen felt dizzy and weak. In such a little time, his spiritual consciousness consumed 80% of it, almost draining him.

Buzz!

As the seven-colored light flowed, a broken spiritual medicine appeared in front of him.

It is the sixth-grade medicine king - the seven-flowered clover!

"I didn't expect that copying a broken sixth-grade spiritual medicine almost consumed all my spiritual consciousness. Although this treasure is powerful, it consumes too much spiritual consciousness. However, with it, it will be much more convenient in the future!" A smile appeared on Ling Jianchen's pale face.

I never expected that I would just wander around the gambling street and get such a treasure.

You must know...

For an alchemist and weapon refiner, many times, they are unable to find enough precious spiritual medicines, so they are helpless with just having a pill recipe. But with this bronze mirror, at least ordinary spiritual medicines don’t need to worry about.

"I'll call you Sumeru Mirror from now on!"

Ling Jianchen murmured to himself, putting the bronze mirror into the storage ring.

But he didn't notice...

In a corner of the storage ring, an extremely faint light emanated from the bronze mirror, and a lazy voice echoed slowly: "That's just such a little spiritual sense? It's not enough to stuff my aunt's teeth, when can I get out of trouble..."

………

After a night of rest, the consumed spiritual consciousness finally recovered completely.

Ling Jianchen stretched out his muscles and bones, looked at Xiao Ling who was sleeping beside him, and rubbed his head: "Get up, it's time for us to set off!"

"Meow!"

Xiaoling stretched her waist lazily and made a crisp scream. Her two furry front paws rubbed her black eyes. She shook the soft hair on her body, and jumped straight to Ling Jianchen's shoulders.

The little head arched his neck.

Ling Jianchen smiled and said, "I know you are hungry, so I will take you to eat delicious food. After the meal, let's go to Qixia Mountain!"

Not long after...

One person and one beast chose a chair in the inn hall, ordered a few special side dishes, and were tasting.

While they were full of wine and food.

There was a noise coming from the door: "Deputy Commander, the person is there!"

"Around me, no one is allowed to leave here without my order!" A flamboyant and cold voice came from outside the door with a stern murderous intent.

A group of ferocious mercenaries immediately entered from outside the door.

There are more than thirty people.

The weakest ones all have the cultivation level of the True Spirit Realm, and the strongest one is the leader. This person has a fleshy face and two hideous scars on his open chest, forming a cross scar, and his cultivation level has reached the level of the Martial King.

This person is Shuhe, the deputy commander of Qinghe Mercenary Corps!

Shuhe was surrounded by Shuhe.

Shuhe looked at Shu beside him with a doting look and said, "Son, show me carefully, where is the guy who beat you? Find the person out for me, and I will take revenge for my father today!"

"Father, that boy beat me!" Shu was stunned in the hall and swept over Ling Jianchen, saying with a resentful look on his face.

boom!

Everyone in the hall immediately stepped back, especially the tables beside Ling Jianchen. The tables were empty, and no one dared to approach him.

Shuhe's cold eyes fell on Ling Jianchen's body, and he walked to Ling Jianchen in a stairs.

He raised his leg suddenly and then fell down.

He stomped the table in front of Ling Jianchen with a bang, his face trembled slightly, and he said coldly: "Even my son in Shuhe dares to beat him. I think you are impatient!"

"A good table of vegetables was destroyed by you. Don't you know if you waste food and are punished by God?" Ling Jianchen hung in his hand in mid-air, raised his eyelids and looked at Shuhe in front of him.

Shuhe was stunned and then showed a grim smile: "God's punishment? Don't talk about wasting food. I killed countless people. Even the eight-year-old girl killed dozens of people. I have never seen any God's punishment! If there is really God's punishment, then you should let it come to me and see it! If there is really God's punishment, I will let you go immediately and I will never make things difficult for you. But if there is no God's punishment, then today, you will not want to leave here alive!"

A cold light flashed through Ling Jianchen's eyes.

Not even an eight-year-old girl is spared?

This guy is simply a beast!

"There will be a god with three feet high, and good and evil will be rewarded in the end. You have never seen the punishment of heaven before, not that you will not be rewarded, but that the time has not come!" Ling Jianchen said word by word.

"The time has not arrived? Hahaha, it seems that this heavenly punishment will not be seen in my lifetime!" Shuhe looked disdainful, narrowed his eyes, and said coldly, "Little bastard, I will order you to kneel down immediately and kowtow to my baby son to apologize. Then you will lose your cultivation and crawl through his crotch. I can leave you with a whole body. Otherwise, I will chop you up and feed the dog!"

Ling Jianchen shook his head and said, "I don't know if you die until the end. You are so sad."

"Diet to the point?" Shuhe was stunned.

Ling Jianchen nodded: "Because your divine punishment has arrived!"

"Already arrived?"

Shuhe was stunned.

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly found that Ling Jianchen in front of him had disappeared.

"Where are people?"

Shuhe was shocked and felt a cold wind coming from behind him. He subconsciously turned around. He saw a fierce white true energy tiger jumping high, like a hungry tiger pounced on the ground with a bang.

"Damn..."

Shuhe's face changed and he was about to fight back, a cold voice suddenly came from his ears: "When hell, please apologize to the innocent undead who died under your hands!"

A sole of foot fell from the sky and suddenly magnified in front of your eyes.

"No……"
Chapter completed!