It turns out that the lotus platform in Chonghua Temple is so magical that it actually has some shadows of the ancient artifact Sansei Mirror.
The Three Life Mirror has always existed in myths and legends. According to legend, the mirror has broken into several pieces and disappeared throughout the ages.
Those who can perform secret techniques such as the Sky Light Water Curtain must have a level above Lingbao. Could this stone lotus be one of the fragments of the Three Life Mirror?
Everyone stared at Shi Lian with some eager eyes.
Unexpectedly, this Chonghua Temple, which has been nestled in the corner of the sea for tens of thousands of years, would still hide such a treasure. The strength of the eight major sects cannot be underestimated.
I don’t know what kind of benefits the Sword Sect promised Chonghua Temple to make them willingly open the Wenlian Terrace to find someone they didn’t want to do.
The spiritual light surges on the skylight water curtain, like clouds and fog.
Lord Kumu had stopped to cast spells, and he raised his eyes to look at the crowd.
Seeing that their faces were full of doubts, he deliberately explained: "If you are looking for disciples who study my Chonghua Temple's exercises, we can see them as long as we cooperate with the formula to open the lotus platform. It's just that Master Yunling is not a disciple of my temple.
Without studying the techniques in our temple, it may be difficult to achieve results just by relying on a heart-protecting lotus. Therefore, Baili Sword Master is willing to sacrifice half of his body's spiritual blood to the Lotus Platform, and search for it together with the blood tracing method and the Lotus Technique."
He paused again, clasped his palms together and faced the skylight water curtain and sighed: "Now, it depends on whether this method can find the real person Yun Ling. I hope Baili Sword Master can get what he wants, and I hope you can too.
You get what you want."
Everyone: "..."
Even if someone gave half of his body's blood to feed this lotus, you still can't guarantee that you can actually find him?
At this point, everyone can only wait with bated breath. However, the mist-like spiritual light above the skylight water curtain seems to be lingering and has not dissipated.
Baili Shengyun lowered his eyebrows, and no one could see his expression.
Disappointment gradually appeared on the faces of the Sword Sect and Xuanling Sect.
After half an hour, everyone felt that this method had failed.
At this time, the light and water curtain seemed to be blown by a gust of wind, blowing away the clouds and mist that filled the water curtain and blowing away the gloom in everyone's hearts.
A stunning female cultivator covered in blood appeared on the light screen.
She looked sad and had tears in her eyes.
A beautiful woman cries and makes people pity her.
Many monks were surprised at first: "You can really see the scene of life and death." It is normal for people to cry in despair when dying.
Afterwards, they all expressed regret: "What a pity for Master Yun. I don't know who harmed her?"
Suddenly seeing the scarred appearance of a woman, the monks who were concerned about Yun Ling's safety all felt their hearts sinking.
The eyes of Luo Ninghuan and others dimmed and then lit up again.
"This is not junior sister..." Luo Ninghuan loosened the corners of her bitten lips and took a deep breath.
In the distance, Ye Ruzhan was following behind the Demon King. He looked up at the water curtain, and the brilliance in his eyes disappeared.
Baili Xiaoran was shocked when he looked at the woman in the water curtain.
This is not Yun Ling, this is his... mother.
True Lord Qingwei murmured: "Li'er..."
"...How could she be a junior sister?"
Master Mingying and Master Mingshuang looked at each other, and they both saw joy and loss in each other's eyes.
I am happy that I can see my junior sister again in this life, but I am disappointed that my junior sister Mingli has passed away long ago, and what is in front of me is nothing but flowers in the mirror.
"Hey, isn't this Master Mingli? We have found the wrong person here at Wenliantai..." A monk who had seen Master Mingli recognized the identity of the woman on the water curtain.
Baili Shengyun's eyes were fixed on the woman on the water curtain, and his body, still motionless after bleeding most of his soul blood, began to tremble slightly.
This is his Li'er, his beloved wife!
The Changming Sword Master had long known the magical effect of the Lotus Platform, so he couldn't help but be a little puzzled when he saw that the woman who appeared at this moment was Zhenren Mingli instead of Yun Ling. Could it be that the obsession of the junior brother was engraved into the bones and blood, causing the Lotus Platform to also have errors?
However, it would not be a mistake if the scene of Mingli being murdered was shown. Qianyin Palace has always been dissatisfied, so let’s take a look together! He wanted to see what the Qianyin Palace’s Zhenjun Zhenjun had to say.
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The brilliant light on the water curtain was still spinning, and the stunning woman murmured with tears streaming down her face: "My child, mother has no choice but to do so. Your brother was born a few moments before you and there are spiritual beasts to protect you. You can only rely on yourself... mother."
I hope you and beg you, you must live, live..."
The woman had tears in her eyes and seemed to be staring at something. The next moment, she raised her body and held up the purple swaddling clothes in her hand.
Only then did everyone see that what she had been staring at was the swaddling baby. However, before they could see the baby's face clearly, the woman let go of her hand.
"Plop!"
As the baby fell to the bottom of the well, everyone's hearts seemed to also fall to the bottom of the well...
As the scene of the baby struggling and swaying in the water with its mouth and nose submerged in the water appeared, many Jindan monks in the scene suddenly collapsed to the ground, and some even held their chests and gasped violently and struggled, as if they were the ones who fell into the water.
Own.
"Concentrate your mind and calm down! The power of wish is extremely strong in this water curtain. If you don't stick to your heart, you may have empathy!" Seeing this, Venerable Kumu shouted.
The sound of drinking contained the spiritual light of pure spirit, which awakened the sympathetic monks.
These people stood up hurriedly, lowered their heads and held their breath, not daring to look at the water curtain again.
After all, the cultivation of the Nascent Soul Lords is advanced, and the strangeness caused by the leakage of the wish power has already made them alert, and it has been resolved in two or three breaths.
It's just that all the monks from other sects present are wary of Chonghua Temple. If they encounter it in a fight in the future... they must pay attention.
The baby on the water curtain struggled and finally fell to the bottom of the well.
But everyone believed that she would live because she was Yun Ling. If she died, Xuanling Sect Yuzhuo Peak would not have that amazing and talented disciple.
Sure enough, a whirlpool appeared under the water at the bottom of the ancient well and sucked the baby in. After a while, the child wrapped in purple swaddling clothes appeared in a stream somewhere and went down the stream with his eyes closed.
Ye Jia walked to the side of Demon Lord Bailu, pointed at the picture on the water curtain and defended in a low voice: "Master, do you think I was right? I just said that I did see a beautiful fairy throwing a child onto the water screen.
Jingli, you insisted that it was impossible not to let me tell Baili Sword Master. Look, the truth is now revealed. It took the Sword Master so long to find his biological daughter..."
Demon Lord Bai Lu glanced sideways at Ye Jia.
He already knew whose child Yun Ling was the moment he met her, but he just didn't want to tell her.
He just didn't want to tell Baili Shengyun what happened?
Who told him to come to Beiming and start a fight if they disagreed? The mighty Demon Lord was stuck in his lair and couldn't get out. Who was going to relieve him of this frustration?
This kid Ye Jia is good at everything, but he is too sincere.
At this moment, the picture on the water curtain shook again.
A girl about five or six years old, with her hair combed and wearing a coarse cloth, stood alone by the stream.
Suddenly a tall boy came out and knocked her down violently.
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