‘City in the Mirror’ is an existence whose power is close to that of a spiritual treasure.
"My little friend recognizes this treasure."
The paper man smiled and looked very kind.
However, Ning Yi would not be fooled by his smiling face. This old Taoist was also a ruthless person. If he had not taken care of the Gold and Silver Saint King, Yu Guzi's head would have been crushed by the golden eagle.
"Juniors have heard about it, but today we can see the real thing. It is really magical and hard to describe."
Ning Yi smiled and nodded, his attitude was quite respectful.
"Haha, it's just a little trick."
There was a bit of joy in the paper Taoist's eyes, and he touched the 'Mirror City' with his right hand. The object instantly enlarged, with a diameter of two meters square. The scene in the mirror was then magnified ten times. The old Taoist made a gesture of invitation and said
: "There are many people here, little friends, would you like to go in and have a chat."
"I think so too."
Ning Yi stepped into the central city without any hesitation.
If the paper Taoist really wants to take action, Ning Yi asks himself that he is not an opponent. In this case, he might as well be more generous and make the other party feel more fearful.
A glimmer of light appeared in the paper Taoist's eyes, and he followed closely and stepped into the Mirror City.
The treasure mirror automatically shrinks and floats in the house, emitting a gleaming treasure light, covering the scene in the city.
Ning Yi stepped in and felt his eyes blurred as people appeared on the street.
"Tofu pudding, dou pudding, a bowl of dou pudding."
"Tanghulu, who buys candied haws?"
The streets were crowded with pedestrians, vendors, storytellers, and performers. Being among them, Ning Yi came to the main street of Chang'an City in a trance.
"Let's go, there's a teahouse ahead."
The paper Taoist appeared beside Ning Yi out of thin air, leading the way first.
After walking half a street, we came to a teahouse called "A Bowl of Good Tea". The waiter greeted him enthusiastically, and he actually recognized Zhi Taoist. He bent down and said enthusiastically: "Zhi Zhenren, you are here.
, please come inside quickly, I will serve you tea."
The Taoist Master smiled and nodded, and chatted a few words with the boy in a friendly manner.
Ning Yi looked at this scene and felt extremely weird in his heart.
The people here are full of life and don't look like puppets at all, but Ning Yi knows very well that they are all puppets of the paper Taoist, paper figures cut out using the magical method.
Under Qing Wei's spiritual eyes, these people's bodies glowed with precious light, and a mysterious aura circulated around them.
When I looked deeper, I was blocked by layers of magical talismans. With my clear and subtle eyes at this time, I couldn't see through these paper figures.
After the two sat down, the waiter quickly brought tea.
While he was pouring tea, Ning Yi asked with a smile: "Where are you from, little brother?"
"A surname from Yuyang County, Yunzhou."
"Oh, it turns out that he is from Yunzhou, how could he come here to make a living?"
"There was a famine a few years ago and I had no food to eat, so I fled here. Fortunately, the shopkeeper took me in, so I had enough to eat and didn't starve to death."
"A few years ago?"
"The eighth year of Xuanwu."
"Haha, go down."
The paper Taoist waved his hand, interrupting the conversation between the two.
Ning Yi's pupils shrank. Above Emperor Jingde was Emperor Ling, and above Emperor Ling was Xuanwu. There was a gap of nearly two hundred years between the two.
Along the way, there were more than a thousand people walking on the street.
It can be deduced from this that the entire city within the realm has a population of more than 100,000. If every puppet had an independent memory and personality like this boy, how much time and effort would it take to create such a paper man world?
energy.
Unless, they are all real people.
Ning Yi thought of a possibility and couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart while reading the Taoist paper.
"Little friend, this place is isolated from the inside and outside. From your mouth to my ears, tell me about the inheritance of the true immortal."
The paper Taoist picked up the tea cup and took a sip. Ning Yi glanced at the green tea soup in front of him, but did not move. He nodded and said: "There is a rumor in the Kunwu Mountains, about the White Ape King in Lingguo Mountain.
, got a true immortal inheritance, have seniors ever heard of this."
"heard about it."
A flash of light flashed in Zhi Taoist's eyes, he stared at Ning Yi, and said: "To be honest, little friend, Pindao has not only heard of it, but also went deep into Lingguo Mountain to explore. However, the white ape has a high level of cultivation and cannot move even a single inch.
If you don't leave the holy land, you will be helpless even if you are a poor Taoist. The fairy fate that my little friend refers to must be in Lingguo Mountain."
"Yes, it's Lingguo Mountain."
Ning Yi nodded. There were rumors that the spiritual fruit had a legacy left by a true immortal. It was normal for monks from all over the world to go investigate.
However, Ning Yi also felt a little strange that it had not been exposed for so many years.
"Haha, little friend, you are joking."
There was a hint of disappointment in Taoist Zhi's eyes, and he said: "The poor Taoist was defeated by the White Ape King, so naturally he was unable to conduct an in-depth investigation. However, a senior in our sect once entered the White Ape Holy Land. After investigation, we came to the conclusion that it was not
The inheritance of the True Immortal was left by a senior who was a master of martial arts. This senior’s realm during his lifetime may have been close to that of a True Immortal.”
"It seems that the white ape is quite good at using disguise."
Ning Yi disagreed, smiled, shook his head, and said, "Senior, do you know that the White Ape clan's inherited martial arts is the Sea-Overturning Magic Rod Technique."
"Of course I know."
The paper Taoist nodded and said: "Pindao once fought against Sun Wuji, one of the four mountain-protecting generals of Lingguo Mountain. The Sea-Overturning Magic Rod Technique is indeed extraordinary. But it is still a bit inferior to the magical power inherited by a true immortal.
."
"The White Ape clan's exposed Sea-Overwhelming Magic Rod Technique, a total of thirty-six styles."
Ning Yi changed his tone and said with a smile: "Senior, have you ever thought that there are actually more than thirty-six movements, so the power is weaker than the magical power."
Hearing this, Taoist Zhi seemed very indifferent, and even had a look of obvious disappointment on his face.
"Senior knows about this."
Ning Yi frowned slightly. If he knew it, he would definitely understand the power of the Sea-Overturning Magic Rod Technique. How could he feel that it was not as good as the magical power?
"Pindao just said that a senior in our sect once visited the White Ape Holy Land."
There was a hint of impatience in Taoist Zhi's tone, and he said in a deep voice: "Since you also know something, I will explain it more clearly. In the holy land, there is a bronze holy wall. The magic wand method of overturning the sea comes from that holy wall.
The seniors in the sect once took the opportunity to investigate and discovered that the stick technique taught by the White Ape Clan is indeed incomplete. The complete stick technique should have forty-eight styles, and its power is only slightly weaker than the Earthly Demon Power.
It can be regarded as the inheritance of martial arts."
There was doubt in Ning Yi's eyes. If what Master Zhi said was true, this would be too strange.
When I understood it myself, I clearly felt the seventy-two postures.
Why did the seniors of Jinjianmen only experience the forty-eight postures?
What is the reason for this difference?
Unless, someone can control the immortal weapon and deceive the senior of the Golden Scissor Sect through manipulation.
The White Ape King said that only by understanding the Sea-Overturning Magic Rod can one control the magical weapon.
At this point, Ning Yi feels deeply.
He has mastered the seventy movements, and his connection with the Four Directions Divine Weapon Iron is getting deeper and deeper, but when it comes to control, it is really not that much. The White Ape King definitely has not fully understood the Sea-Overturning Magic Rod Technique. Logically speaking,
He said that he could not manipulate the immortal weapon to deceive the senior of the Golden Scissor Sect.
But the fact is that the seniors of Jinjianmen were deceived.
Otherwise, with the strength of the Golden Scissor Sect and knowing that there are inherited immortal weapons in Lingguo Mountain, it is impossible to remain indifferent.
Thinking back to these years, although the outside world has spread that the White Ape Clan has the inheritance of true immortals, the White Ape Clan is safe and sound. Ordinary monks may not be able to threaten the White Ape Clan, but monks with advanced cultivation are not included in this category.
Could it be that they were all deceived just like the senior Jin Jianmen?
If this matter is true, there is only one conclusion that can be drawn. The White Ape King may have controlled the immortal weapon. No, to be precise, he has partially controlled the immortal weapon.
Comprehending the Sea-Overturning Magic Rod Technique is only part of the prerequisite for mastering the magical weapon.
No wonder, I only have two moves left that I have not yet comprehended, but I still feel that I am a long way from mastering the immortal weapon.
For a time, Ning Yi had a lot of ideas.
The White Ape King is afraid that he is not far away from completely controlling the immortal weapon. Only in this way can he be so confident that Mr. Xu, an outsider, can understand the magic wand method of overturning the sea.
"A very scheming old ape actually manipulates the world at his fingertips."
Ning Yi's heart felt cold again. The White Ape King controlled the immortal weapon, and his strength might have surpassed that of the Gold and Silver Saint King. He was the biggest variable in the Kunwu Mountains.
"The fairy fate my friend mentioned refers to the White Ape clan. I'm afraid I can't trick Pindao."
The paper Taoist took a sip of tea, and the smile on his face became colder, and he said in a deep voice: "The Kunwu Monster Clan has been a little restless recently. The imperial court is fully coping with the wolf tribe's offensive. It has no time to spare, so it uses the fairy fate as a bait to attract Kunwu nearby.
It is really a good plan for the sect to suppress the Kunwu Monster Clan."
"Senior is joking."
Ning Yi smiled noncommittally and said: "Since you have accepted the soul-devouring thunder bamboo from your senior, you will naturally be able to see the true inheritance of the true immortal."
"Hmph, I want to see how you take it out."
The smile on the paper Taoist's face faded, and a cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes. If Ning Yizhen couldn't take it out, there was no guarantee that the old Taoist would not kill him.
Ning Yi felt a chill in his heart, but appeared calm on the outside.
"By chance, I happened to learn the magic wand method of overturning the sea, so I asked my senior for some pointers."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Yi punched out.
In an instant, the sixty-four postures of the Sea-Overturning Magic Wand merged into one punch.
There was a loud noise in the void, like the sea capsized, and a frightening power blessed Ning Yi. At this moment, the aura on Ning Yi's body was rising steadily, comparable to the late stage of the Golden Core Realm. With one punch, the teahouse
The space everywhere was trembling slightly.
The paper Taoist's pupils suddenly shrank, and he pointed at Ning Yi's fist.
boom……
There was a loud noise, and the breath leaked out. The chairs and tables the two of them were sitting on were instantly turned into sawdust. The aftermath continued, spreading to the surroundings, and it was seen that the entire teahouse was followed by the tables and chairs.
The paper Taoist snorted softly, and the surrounding void suddenly froze.
A force of law emerged, and the terrifying aftermath of the battle disappeared like ice and snow, disappearing in an instant.
The Paper Taoist reached out and grabbed it, and the sawdust flew backwards. In the blink of an eye, it turned into tables and chairs again, and even the tea was restored to its original state, exactly the same as before the destruction, as if what happened just now had never happened.
"Good Taoism."
In the mirror pool, the paper Taoist's ability is comparable to that of the Creator. Fighting here, his strength has been improved several times.
After one blow, Ning Yi's aura dropped by 80%, and even his breathing became rapid and uneven.
Although the Sea-Overturning Magic Rod Technique is powerful, with Ning Yi's current level of cultivation, it is still a bit reluctant to perform it. However, it is enough.
The Taoist Zhi stared at Ning Yi with a strong look of greed.