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Xiao Huiming quietly prostrate on the back of the huge goshawk, just listen to the wind whistling in his ears, and the white clouds beside him swept backwards, his eyes widened, and his heart went up and down, for fear that this grumpy behemoth would be unhappy and would jolt him down, if that's the case, then he can really go to Elysium, not only that, maybe in the form of cakes or slag.

However, after walking through the clouds and fog for a long time, and when they were at peace, they saw the giant condor spread its wings and move gracefully, and just like that, it slid forward in a hurry.

Why does this eagle seem to have seen it somewhere? Xiao Huiming, who was lying on his back, suddenly had a strange thought in his mind, but where had he seen it?

He pondered for a long time, but he couldn't think of where he had seen it, and at this moment, suddenly, above the blue sky in front of him, he saw a large wave of unknown black birds, squeaking and chirping, flying towards him.

Suddenly, Xiao Huiming's whole body trembled, and an extremely terrifying scene flashed in his mind, the dream.........

Sanqing Sect, in front of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Master Yuzang explained in detail what happened from the morning to Fang Cai, and then stood there quietly, waiting for the Zuo Gu Lord to explain what happened when Fang Cai was not there, of course, the most important thing is to explain the matter of the sect master clearly, so as to avoid misunderstandings and meaningless fights.

"What Yuzang said is true, but what he said is a phenomenon, and if you want to understand the essence through the phenomenon, then you should take a look at this. ”

Zuo Dao was really unhurried, and took out a palm-sized bronze mirror from the sleeve of the Qingluan Sect Master.

"Huh, isn't that the bronze memory mirror that the Sect Master gave me in the morning to show me?"

Dao Zhen, the master of the Dragon and Tiger Hall, suddenly stood up, looked at the delicate bronze mirror in a daze and said.

"Hehe, this little brother is right, this is the memory bronze mirror you saw in your sect master's hall in the morning, but now do you want to know what the picture will look like?"

Zuo Daozhen looked at the commotion with a smile and said slowly.

After he finished speaking, he then gently touched the bronze mirror with his fingers, and saw a trace of blue light slowly flowing out of his fingertips, and in an instant, it was permeated on the smooth mirror.

The blue light flickered for a while, and suddenly, it became bright again, and I saw pictures completely different from those seen in the morning, and they were displayed one by one.

I saw a huge tea tree, standing quietly in a beautiful garden carved with gold and jade carvings, a young woman in a purple shirt, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and towering temples, standing under the tree, on her wrist, a delicate basket made of gold wire, carrying it, and I saw her standing there, not picking it with her hands, but just standing like that.

Suddenly, on top of the huge verdant tea tree, a thumb-sized, green tea leaf fell on its own, and I saw that the graceful and beautiful, kind woman suddenly changed her appearance when the tea fell into the golden silk basket.

She struggled in pain, but to no avail, she saw her body flash and flash, and suddenly turned into a fierce man with an ugly face and a round waist.

Then, the picture changed abruptly, the scene changed, and I saw that the huge tea tree had disappeared, and I saw that in a wide hall full of golden splendor where the huge lotus platform was sitting, a figure in a red robe appeared, and everyone looked closely, it turned out to be the original Sanqing Sect Supervisor Hall Master Delong.

I saw the fierce-looking man who picked the tea, transformed out, and respectfully handed the golden silk basket to Delong, as soon as he turned around, he wanted to leave, and suddenly, he saw Delong's chapter like a shadow, and with a snap of his palm, he exploded and turned into a cloud of black and white smoke.

He sealed his hands, and saw that the black and white smoke began to change rapidly, and the white smoke was gradually pulled away, leaving only a small cloud of black smoke where the change was rising.

Suddenly, with a "snort", I saw that the golden basket was smelted and transformed into a golden teapot, wrapping the green tea leaves, and then, the curling black smoke also poured into it from the teapot.

Next, a large rosewood table was placed in it, surrounded by a circle of lotus platforms, and on the lotus platform, there was a circle of people sitting in the front placket, including the old sect master of Qing Wuya, Delong, the sect master of Qingluan, and a young man in black and a young woman in white.

The old sect master began to invite the Qingluan sect master to drink tea, and the scene seemed to be happy, but the next scene surprised everyone.

The Qingluan Sect Master hesitated for a moment, but he couldn't withstand the old sect master's repeated persuasion, so he saw him slowly pick up a crystal clear jade tea bowl and take a sip gently.

The style of painting changed abruptly, and I saw Delong laughing on the side, and the two young men and women were also snickering.

Qingluan Sect Master lowered his head and lay on the table, the jade teacup fell down with a click, and he saw that black mist gradually rose from his back, which looked extremely terrifying.

In the mist, for a while, he showed the appearance of a fierce, cold-blooded and ruthless fierce man with a black face, and then he showed the appearance of a Qingluan Sect Master who was white and black on the other.

However, it didn't take long to see that in the mist, the white half of the figure was gradually covered by the black and inky figure of the fierce man, and gradually disappeared, only a black and inky green figure rose on his back.

The jet-black figure gradually faded, and then slowly disappeared, and then there was a pause for a moment, and suddenly, the Qingluan Sect Master stood up suddenly, his eyes were cold and blank.

Then, he stretched his hands forward as if to take something.

"Whew-"

Suddenly, the picture disappeared, and the bronze mirror returned to its smooth and shiny state.

Zuo Daozhen slowly put away the bronze mirror, put it in his sleeve, looked at the stunned people, and said slowly: "Now, do you have a preliminary understanding of the abnormality of the Qingluan Sect Master and the enemies we are facing?"

"Impossible, this is impossible, how could the old sect master harm Brother Qing? I don't believe it, I don't believe it, I-no-believe it, ah-wow-"

As if she had been struck by a rolling thunderbolt, Tsuru Wu was so emotional that she couldn't help herself, and she cried out all at once, she really didn't want to believe it, all this was true, but what could she do if she didn't believe it? Where is the fact, she can't believe it.

Everyone was also embarrassed, and the development of things had far exceeded their imagination.