One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 403: The Master's Promise
Zhao Fuyun stood by the window. Although he could only see a corner of the sky, he felt an inexplicable sense of being peeped at.

He felt as if he was reflected when he stood in the room.

He looked up at the sky again. The clear, blue and mysterious sky reminded him of a name.

"Sky mirror?"

"Could that be a celestial mirror?"

As this thought flashed through his mind, the white light on the roof in front of him flickered, and with each flicker a person appeared.

The white lights were like the light reflected by someone holding a mirror into the room. Every flicker was like the person holding the mirror was shaking, and the white light flickered.

People flash with the light.

After each person landed in a different place, they all held a mirror in their hands.

Zhao Fuyunfa was certain that their target was him.

At this moment, a white light shone directly on the window where he was. He quickly lowered the curtains, and then he felt a person appear at the window.

Then there was a knock on the door.

They have entered the courtyard.

No one went to open the door, not even Zhao Fuyun, and the woman who was famous for eating Liuyuzhu didn't dare to go either.

So the door opened by itself, it was pushed open.

A noble-looking woman was standing at the door, holding a washbasin-sized mirror in her hand.

The moment Zhao Fuyun saw her, the mirror began to glow white.

The white light was like the light from the sky, shining and instantly illuminating the dark room.

Zhao Fuyun raised his hands, stretched out his palms, and covered his face and eyes.

The white light shone on his body and he felt a stinging sensation, followed by numbness, and his whole body quickly stiffened.

Then he looked through his fingers and saw that the mirror had become infinitely large without him noticing, as if he was facing the sky.

"Photography!"

The noble-looking woman uttered a spell, and the white light in the room was drawn towards the mirror.

The white torrent swept all the spirituality in the room into the mirror.

This mirror is called Xuancang Shetian Mirror. It has the function of capturing the light from the sky and the wonders of all spirits.

However, after the white light rolled back like a torrent, the room became dark again, and Zhao Fuyun stood there motionless, but his body was protected by a layer of yellow light.

He stood there with an air of majestic calmness about him.

Zhao Fuyun had already used methods to calm the situation at that moment.

The woman at the door looked at Zhao Fuyun in surprise, frowned, and asked Zhao Fuyun who was standing by the window: "Where did the mirror spirit come from?"

Zhao Fuyun was too embarrassed to explain his identity as a 'Mirror Spirit', so he slowly said, "The Dark Room of the Netherworld."

He didn't say the Hall of Rebirth.

Because he didn't know what the relationship between the Hall of Rebirth and this place was. The woman frowned and said, "You are not. You don't have that lingering darkness. On the contrary, you are full of light. Although you hide well, I can still feel the fire in you. Who are you? Why do you pretend to be a mirror spirit and enter my reflection mirror?"

Sometimes it is like this, when we meet, we don’t give each other a chance to talk, but start to communicate. After we start to communicate, we realize that it is not something we can easily handle, and then we start to communicate.

"A person who was lost in the darkness followed the mirror spirit and came here because of the sacrifice. I have no ill will towards the Reflecting Sky Mirror." Zhao Fuyun said.

The noble woman glanced at the woman who was performing the sacrifice in the house and said, "I wonder where the Changxian Township is?"

"I am Fuyun from Tiandu Mountain, nice to meet you, fellow Taoist." Zhao Fuyun bowed.

The other party's eyes moved slightly, and it was obvious that he had heard of Tiandu Mountain, so he returned the greeting and said, "So you are a disciple of Tiandu Mountain. Your sect's founder, Xiyi Zhenjun, has also been a guest in the Heavenly Mirror. This is not a place to entertain guests. Please follow me."

Seeing the other party turn around, let go of the way and walk outside, Zhao Fuyun did not hesitate too much and followed him directly.

At this time, you are surrounded by others, so just wait and see.

He took a look at the jade bead and found that she was trembling with fear and only stole a glance at Zhao Fuyun.

When Zhao Fuyun went out, the first thing he looked at was still the sky, but he felt that the sky was too low.

The sky was like a mirror. He looked up and saw his own reflection. He saw a group of houses, and in eternity, he walked out of a house and was also looking up at the sky.

For a moment, he couldn't tell whether he was in the mirror or the mirror of the sky was reflecting him.

He immediately understood that he must have appeared in this "Sky Mirror" after coming out of the mirror, so he was surrounded before he left the house.

Zhao Fuyun looked at the rooftops, the corridors, and the people standing everywhere. There were men and women, old and young, each holding a mirror that flashed with light in their hands.

But they all kept silent, just looking at Zhao Fuyun.

When he walked out of the courtyard gate, there was a young man guarding that place. He stepped aside, but his eyes fell on Zhao Fuyun. The mirror in his hand reflected Zhao Fuyun, and Zhao Fuyun saw his own figure walking by in the mirror.

In the corner of the house, where there was a wind chime, there was also a six-sided prism hanging, fluttering in the wind, and the figure of Zhao Fuyun walked across the mirror.

The noble woman had her hair tied up high, and the pendants on her earrings actually had mirrors, reflecting Zhao Fuyun's figure.

On the walls, there are all kinds of mirror patterns everywhere.

"May I know what your name is?" Zhao Fuyun asked, following behind the woman.

"When your Tiandu Mountain's Patriarch Xiyi came to our Reflection Heaven Realm, I was by his side. You can call me Mirror Girl." said the woman.

Of course, Zhao Fuyun would not really call him by his name. As someone who had seen Patriarch Xiyi before, he said, "So, Senior, could you tell me what Patriarch Xiyi was doing here back then?"

The mirror girl did not answer, but walked forward. After a while, the view in front of her suddenly opened up and she arrived at a square. The square looked like a Bagua mirror hanging on the ground. She stopped at the edge of the Bagua mirror and said, "When he came here, he took away our holy mirror and said that if he didn't return it, the descendants of Tiandu Mountain would come to reflect the mirror and repay it."

When Zhao Fuyun heard this, his scalp tingled slightly.

He didn't need to look back to clearly sense that there were countless mirrors around him reflecting him.

This feeling is hard to describe. It's like being watched by countless people, and every gaze is like peeling off my clothes, peeling off the mark of my life in this world, and imprinting my image in the mirror again and again.

"My fellow Taoist, you don't know that although I learned martial arts in Tiandu Mountain, I have never met Master Xiyi. I believe that the holy mirror must be extremely valuable. How can I afford to repay it?" Zhao Fuyun suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind and said slowly.

"I don't know. If you don't believe me, I can show you the image he left in the mirror."

After the mirror girl finished speaking, she waved her hand and a woman came over from behind her, holding a box. She opened the box and found a mirror wrapped in white satin inside.

(End of this chapter)