Before the house is confiscated, the enemy's warehouse is emptied and exiled

The mind follows the mirror, and the mirror is created by the mind.

After several failures, a clear and pleasant cry of a white crane suddenly came from the phantom mirror.

The cry seemed to come from across time and space, instantly breaking the deathly silence around.

Then, an old man with white hair and a youthful face slowly emerged in the mirror.

He was dressed in a snow-white robe with fluttering sleeves, and gently waving a feather fan in his hand. He looked otherworldly and ethereal.

The old man stood quietly on the top of a towering mountain, with clouds and mist swirling under his feet, as if he was in a fairyland.

His bright and deep eyes contained a gentle and kind smile as he looked straight through the mirror at Shen Qingge who was standing at the other end.

For some reason, the moment their eyes met, an indescribable sense of familiarity surged into Shen Qingge's heart, causing him to be startled involuntarily.

She gathered herself together, and quickly saluted the old man with her fists clasped respectfully, blurting out almost subconsciously: "Greetings, Grandmaster Yuheng!"

Just as she finished speaking, something miraculous happened - a faint blue light suddenly appeared where the cloud-patterned jade pendant on her chest was.

Seeing this scene, Shen Qingge was secretly happy. It seemed that his guess was right.

Then, a clear, bell-like laughter came from the mirror:

"Haha... little girl, I really wasn't wrong about you! You were able to find me so quickly!"

Upon hearing what Grandmaster Yuheng said, a glimmer of hope suddenly flashed in Shen Qingge's eyes. It seemed that the Grandmaster knew everything about her, so he must also know about his father and brother.

So, she asked eagerly with anticipation:

"Master Yuheng, do you know the whereabouts of my father and brother? Are they doing well now?"

Upon hearing this, the faint smile on Master Yuheng's face instantly became even more intense, but he did not immediately respond to Shen Qingge's question. Instead, he leisurely stroked his long beard.

At this moment, a pair of small hands suddenly emerged from the mirror, tightly grabbed Master Yuheng's sleeves, and shouted anxiously:

"Master uncle, oh... please stop keeping me in suspense and tell Sister Qingge the truth right away!

On weekdays, you always hold this bronze mirror and keep an eye on her every move.

Now that they have finally found me, you are actually starting to manipulate me again..."

Before the little boy could finish his words, Grandmaster Yuheng quickly covered his mouth with his hand.

Grandmaster Yuheng smiled awkwardly at Shen Qingge and Xiao Heng who were looking at the mirror. He then coughed twice, cleared his throat, and then slowly spoke:

"Well, it doesn't hurt to tell you that your father and brother are indeed still alive!

However, except for your third brother Shen Peng who has woken up, everyone else has not yet fully recovered consciousness. They still need to stay on my Qixing Mountain to recuperate for a while.

Besides…” At this point, Grandmaster Yuheng paused for a moment, as if he was a little embarrassed by what he was about to say, but he finally decided to tell the truth.

"Because the injuries they suffered previously were too severe, even if they eventually regained consciousness, their peerless martial arts skills would have completely dissipated, and they would become ordinary people from then on, unable to gallop across the battlefield like they once did!"

Then, as his low and slightly vicissitudes of life voice fell, the picture in the mirror in front of him suddenly flipped and instantly switched to a straw house that looked quite shabby and simple.

On the stone bench in front of the house, which was full of traces of time, a thin man was sitting upright.

He was breathing heavily, each breath coming with great effort. His right hand tightly grasped a long sword, unwilling to let it go. From his frustrated and slightly exhausted expression, it was clear that he seemed to be running out of energy.

Shen Qingge only took a quick glance and immediately recognized that the man was his third brother.

In an instant, her eyes became moist and her throat seemed to be choked by something. She almost covered her mouth with her hand to prevent herself from crying out loud.

It seems that it is just as Grandmaster Yuheng said. Although the third brother has woken up, he can no longer pick up a sword or a gun.

At this moment, the scene changed again, and this time what came into view was a bedroom with simple and plain decoration.

Inside the room, Shen Qingge's father and brothers were lying quietly on the bed, and in front of the table in the corner of the room stood an unkempt Taoist priest.

He was concentrating on grinding a pile of herbs in a small stone mortar, and the whole room had an atmosphere of tranquility and peace.

Just as Shen Qingge was immersed in this picture, the scene in the mirror suddenly changed again, and then the figure of Master Yuheng reappeared:

"Well, little girl, now that you've witnessed your father and brother's current situation, is there anything else you need to ask?"

Hearing this, Shen Qingge subconsciously held Xiao Heng's hand tightly beside her, and replied softly with an uneasy mood:

"Grandmaster, can you tell me when my father and brother will wake up?

And...when will they be able to come back to me?"

Grandmaster Yu Heng gently flapped the feather fan in his hand and shouted into the distance:

"Tian Buyi, come and explain it to her!"

As Grandmaster Yuheng finished speaking, the scene suddenly changed, and the Taoist who looked a little unkempt appeared in the phantom mirror again.

He smiled gently and said softly:

"Shen Qingge, huh? Don't be so anxious. Relax, I'm quite confident in my medical skills.

Judging from the current situation, your father and brother will surely regain consciousness within three months. Once their physical condition stabilizes, they will naturally be able to return to your side!"

After saying that, he playfully threw the picture back as easily as if he were throwing a ball.

Shen Qingge stared at Grandmaster Yuheng intently, only to hear him say loudly:

"Okay, little girl, you should be relieved now!

Hurry and do what you should do, and don't let this rare opportunity go to waste!"

Just after Grandmaster Yuheng uttered the last word, the phantom mirror instantly lost all images and became dim again.

Just as the phantom mirror became dim, Shen Qingge slowly lowered his head.

At this moment, the words that Grandmaster Yuheng had just said kept echoing in her mind - she must not let this rare opportunity go to waste.

So that's how it is! Shen Qingge thought to himself.

Since God has given her the chance to live again, he will naturally give her a heavy mission.

Everything in the world follows the law of conservation of energy. There is gain and loss, and there is cause and effect.

Thinking of this, Shen Qingge felt as if he had been enlightened, and his mind suddenly became clear.

Then, she suddenly raised her head, and her originally solemn expression was instantly replaced by a smile as bright as a flower.

She looked at Xiao Heng beside her with a smile and said softly:

"Your Highness, let's go out first. There are many important things waiting for us to deal with outside!"

After saying that, she turned around lightly and took Xiao Heng out of the jade pendant space.