Meng Xuerao was waiting for this sentence. She actually always hoped that the girl in the picture could teach her how to identify the direction. In this way, she would save a lot of trouble in her subsequent practice, but the girl in the picture had a weird personality.
It is definitely not possible for a person to ask her to teach herself directly, or give spirit stones or something, and only favors are given.
"I actually always wanted to know how to distinguish the directions here!" Meng Xuerao said casually.
The girl immediately understood and said, "I can teach you, but this reward is too light. Why not, I will give you my own spirit stone!"
Meng Xuerao quickly waved her hand and refused, "I'm not for the spirit stones. Let's talk about these things until we solve the things in the pool. I have a premonition that this matter will definitely unlock the secret of your father's death!"
The picture girl nodded, and the two of them quickly sat down and started to adjust their breathing. Now they have to hurry up and rest, and wait until the night to adjust their condition to the best before going to the pool.
It was night again, and Meng Xuerao and Tu Nu got into the pool again, watching countless ghosts rushing towards the mirror.
Very good, that black fog is not here.
Meng Xuerao asked the girl to guard the water surface and pay attention to the surrounding situation at any time. She took her master Wuchenzi to swim towards the mirror.
When she approached the mirror, Wu Chenzi's eyes showed a shiny light. He looked at the countless evil ghost-like reliefs on the back of the mirror, and chuckled, with contempt in his eyes.
"So it's [Ghost Eating Mirror], no wonder!"
At this time, Meng Xuerao asked curiously: "Master, what is a ghost-eating mirror?"
While checking the surrounding formations, Wu Chenzi explained to Meng Xuerao: "The ghost-eating mirror is the magic weapon of a force originally. That force is called ghost shadow. To put it bluntly, it was created by a bunch of ghost cultivators. Later, ghost shadow
Because of the sects, the organization was wiped out by a group of sects. This [Ghost Eating Mirror] was lost. I didn't expect it to be in this black swamp."
"Then what is this ghost-eating mirror used for?"
"This spiritual treasure can absorb the surrounding dead souls and condense into yin energy and spiritual power in the mirror. It can enable ghost cultivators to quickly improve their cultivation. Have you seen the formation outside?" Wu Chenzi pointed to the stone pillars outside.
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Meng Xuerao nodded.
"Someone has set up this spirit gathering formation, using the ghost-eating mirror as the array eye, and using white water as the medium to gather the dead souls in the entire black swamp here, and then attracting them to the ghost-eating mirror. He only needs every day
Just absorb the Yin Qi and Spiritual Power in this ghost-eating mirror."
After Wu Chenzi understood everything, he touched his beard and explained to Meng Xuerao.
"If you want to destroy this formation, you just need to break the mirror. Although this mirror is powerful, it has no defensive ability!"
When Meng Xuerao was about to take action, suddenly, a black mist rushed into the outside. The mist entered the water. She noticed Meng Xuerao next to the mirror at a glance and immediately attacked her. Countless black water arrows were whizzing at her.
He shot over with a whoosh.
With the urge to move, Meng Xuerao quickly avoided the fairy sword in her hand, and she held it tightly in her hand. She felt a great threat because judging from the strength of the other party's spiritual power, she was a ghost in the realm of transformation.
Repaired.
The black fog fell into nothing and turned into a black robe figure, still holding the picture girl who had fainted in her hand.
"Little girl, do you dare to destroy my good deeds? Today, you are going to die here!" The ghost cultivator shouted angrily, and his spiritual power was swelling all over his body and rushed towards Meng Xuerao. At the same time, those who were originally swimming in the mirror were swiming into the mirror.
The dead soul seemed to have consciousness and rushed towards Meng Xuerao.
Meng Xuerao, who originally wanted to escape, was now tightly grabbed by the dead souls who suddenly turned their heads and could not move.
"Damn it!" Meng Xuerao cursed. The fairy sword in her hand dragged the spiritual power to kill the dead soul under her, but the ghost cultivator's palm instantly reached Meng Xuerao's head and looked at her heavenly spirit.
Catch it.
At this time, Wu Chenzi, who was guarding the side, took action. Wu Chenzi's spiritual power was injected into Meng Xuerao's arm. Her arm suddenly seemed to have an independent consciousness, and she pointed at the palm of the ghost cultivator like a sword.
Click on it.
The palms and fingers were connected, and the sword pointed to the palm of the ghost cultivator's palm. He immediately opened a big hole in his hand, and the blood was flowing. The ghost cultivator screamed and was about to retreat. Where could Meng Xuerao let him go
He ran so easily? He immediately slapped him with a palm. Unexpectedly, a dead soul that emerged from somewhere pulled Meng Xuerao's ankle.
This time, the palm that was originally slapped at the Gui Cultivator's chest immediately shifted its direction and slapped straight at the picture girl in his hand.
Meng Xuerao's palm had accumulated enough spiritual power and was terrifying. She vowed to give the ghost cultivator a heavy blow. Where could she hold it? But if this palm slapped the fainting girl on the body of the picture girl, then she would definitely die.
The situation was extremely anxious, Meng Xuerao saw it and was anxious in her heart.
At this moment, the ghost cultivator suddenly threw the picture girl behind him. Meng Xuerao's palm directly slapped the ghost cultivator's arm, and the spiritual power exploded, and half of the ghost cultivator's arm disappeared.
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Taking advantage of the force to retreat, the ghost cultivator looked at Meng Xuerao under the black robe with resentment, but Meng Xuerao narrowed her eyes and looked at the ghost cult in front of her.
"You can't be at the Golden Pill stage, you can't! Who are you?" The ghost cultivator's voice was gloomy, hoarse, and extremely unpleasant.
Meng Xuerao hadn't answered him yet. At this time, I wonder if the fight just now was too intense. At this moment, the picture girl actually woke up leisurely. Looking at the scene in front of her, she rushed towards the man in black robe and looked at her.
A palm was on his back.
The man in black robe grabbed Tu Nu's wrist with his hands, removed the force, and pinched her throat.
"You dare!!!" Meng Xuerao roared angrily, and Wu Chenzi also mobilized part of his spiritual power to inject Meng Xuerao's body, looking at the man in black robe with a fierce look, "You can't escape today!"
The man in black robe looked at Meng Xuerao coldly and said, "You try it? I'll strangle her to death when I come here!"
At this time, the girl in the picture said viciously: "Did you take away my father's soul?"
The man in black robe did not answer the picture girl, but looked at Meng Xuerao and said, "You choose yourself, let me go? Or let your friend die?"
Meng Xuerao's eyes became cold at this time. She looked at the man in black and looked at the picture again and said, "If you want to do it, just do it! Anyway, it's your daughter!"
The picture girl asked in surprise: "What does it mean?"
"Didn't you see it? He is the dead dad who dreamed of you!" Meng Xuerao looked at the man in black robe and said sarcastically. This chapter has been completed!