Chapter 58 Bronze Mirror "Omnipotent! Immortal!"
Bai Mo's pupils shrank instantly, his whole body suddenly tensed, and an uncontrollable joy surged into his heart.
Shou Bo searched for it for decades but couldn't find it, and now it came to his door by himself!People can't help but sigh that God's will plays tricks on people.
It turns out that the immortal is in the most prosperous place in the capital, and has never been hidden.
"Brother Taoist, the interval between the Tianfeng Barrier is short, so don't waste time and start as soon as possible." On the high platform, a plump woman in pink clothes said softly.
"Yes, the energy of the Demonic Fall Island is thin and messy, and it is very turbid. If the cultivation level is not advancing, it is retreating. It is better to leave early. If we delay the time, I am afraid we will have to wait for a long time." A Taoist dressed as an elegant scholar Emotion.
"That's alright." The old man in white chuckled and took a step forward to the middle of the palace.
Then, the old Taoist suddenly opened his mouth and exhaled, and a small object flew out of his mouth. It rose in the wind and turned into a small bronze mirror and fell into his hand.
"Transparent Mirror, get up!" The old Taoist's face straightened, he made a handprint and shouted lowly.
The bronze mirror flew up in response, and then grew bigger and bigger. In the blink of an eye, it was already ten feet tall, and then fell to the ground with a clang.
Everyone in your highness looked at it and saw that the bronze mirror was oval in shape and had strange patterns carved around it. It looked like an animal but not an animal, like a cloud but not a cloud. It exuded a simple and dignified atmosphere.
Bai Mo's eyes fell on the mirror, and he felt that the mirror was hazy and blurry, making it difficult to see clearly, as if there was a layer of clouds blocking it.
"Come forward one by one and let this mirror take a look." The old Taoist priest said loudly while standing under the bronze mirror.
Everyone looked at each other, but they didn't dare to neglect and did as they were told.
At the front is a young man in a blue shirt, about thirteen or fourteen years old, with a handsome face and a bit of charming eyebrows.
The young man in blue shirt took a few steps forward and greeted the old man.
The old man nodded slightly and spoke softly, and the voice spread throughout the hall, "Stand in front of the bronze mirror, don't move around, concentrate on it, and use your mind to clear away the fog on the bronze mirror."
"Yes!" The boy in blue shirt nodded heavily, walked to the mirror, and stared closely at the bronze mirror.
After a while, a wave of ripples suddenly appeared on the mirror surface, like clouds and mist blown by the wind, stirring half of the mirror surface.
After a few breaths, fine beads of sweat appeared on the forehead of the young man in blue shirt, but instead of brushing away the clouds, he gradually calmed down.
The old Taoist looked at the young man up and down for a few times, and said expressionlessly, "The bones are still good, stir up the clouds for five minutes, and stand on the left side."
The boy in blue shirt didn't know whether this evaluation was good or bad, and he didn't dare to ask more. He walked to the left with anxiety.
"Next." The old man called.
The man in Tsing Yi, who was in his early twenties, took a deep breath, stepped out, and greeted him in the old way.
The old Taoist didn't say anything and pointed to the bronze mirror.
The man in green nodded and stepped forward, looking at the bronze mirror.
"Like a bone, stirring up the clouds and mist, stand on the right side." After a moment, the old Taoist frowned slightly and pointed to the right side.
The man in Tsing Yi's heart sank, and he had a bad feeling, and walked to the right without saying a word.
"next."
"The bones are inferior, stir up the clouds and mist five points, left side." The old Taoist nodded slowly.
"The next one." "The bones are still good, stir the clouds and mist two points, right side." The old Taoist shook his head slightly.
"The bones are inferior, and the clouds and mist are stirred nine points, on the left side." The old Taoist nodded with a smile.
"The bones are good, stir up the clouds and mist two points, left side." The old Taoist frowned slightly, hesitated for a few moments and then pointed to the left side.
Your Highness, looking at the more than ten people on the left and right sides, Bai Mo thought thoughtfully. This bronze mirror seems to be based on three points of stirring the clouds and mist. If it is more than three points, stand on the left side, and if it is less than three points, stand on the right side. However, If the base is good, it can barely serve as a point.
For example, if someone has a poor root bone, he will stand on the left side with three points of stirring. Someone with excellent root bones will stand on the left side with two points of for the right side, there are many people who have excellent bones but only stir up a little cloud.
"next."
An old-looking man strode forward. When he saw clearly, Bai Mo was shocked, "This man is actually Fang Yeyun. It's a coincidence that he was led here."
"Huh? Why can I still be attracted at such an old age? Is there something wrong with the soul-attracting flag?" The old Taoist looked at Fang Yeyun's appearance, frowned, and thought in a low voice.
"A lot of age." Fang Yeyun's eyelids twitched, and he quickly said loudly, "Exian, that's right, that's right. The boy is only eighteen this year, but he is growing up in a hurry."
The old Taoist looked at Fang Yeyun with a strange expression, twitched the corners of his mouth, shook his head and pointed at the bronze mirror.
Fang Yeyun breathed a sigh of relief and quickly strode towards the bronze mirror. Then he stared at the mirror with his eyes wide open.
Not long after, the clouds and mist on the bronze mirror suddenly shook for a moment, and then seemed to be moved by a big hand. The clouds and mist slowly dispersed, revealing part of the true appearance of the bronze mirror behind the clouds and mist.
I don't know what Fang Yeyun saw. After a few breaths, big beads of sweat dripped from his chin and down his beard. As if he had exhausted all his strength, he grunted and stepped back.
The old Taoist priest flicked his sleeves, and Fang Yeyun was supported by an invisible force.
"Not bad, not bad." The old Taoist priest looked at Fang Yeyun's beard and chuckled, "He has good bones and seems to have a special constitution. He can push away clouds and mist. He is a good seed for entering the Tao. Stand on the left side."
Fang Yeyun looked happy and walked happily to the left, "I'm so exhausted. The clouds on the bronze mirror can indeed be pushed away."
The first person to clear the clouds since this test immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the hall. There were many women with strange eyes. They remembered Fang Yeyun's face and just waited for the opportunity to come forward to talk. As for growing old, it was just A symbol of maturity. "Brother Fang looks old and grows fast. It turns out it's because of his special physique." Bai Mo blinked and suddenly understood.
Time flies.
Most of the hundred people in the hall have taken the test.
"next."
Bai Mo was shocked and knew it was his composed himself and walked towards the old Taoist to pay his respects.
"Go." The old man pointed casually.
Bai Mo nodded, walked to the bronze mirror and stood still, staring at the mirror intently.
Standing closer and making eye contact, he discovered that the clouds on the mirror seemed to have an invisible power. The clouds were misty and hazy, making people unable to help but sink into them and want to push the clouds away.
The aroma from the temple poured into his heart, and Bai Mo felt his mind become more alert than ever before, as if another self had awakened from his body and gradually overflowed from his body, giving him an extra pair of invisible hands.
Under an inexplicable guidance, he subconsciously stretched out his invisible hands and moved toward the clouds.
The clouds and mist that were supposed to be as light as nothing were now extremely difficult to move, as if they were condensed like thousands of pounds of boulders, stacked together and weighing as much as a hill.
Fortunately, the mind inside his body became more and more agile, and these invisible hands were also growing rapidly. With Bai Mo's full strength, the clouds and mist suddenly parted by a thin line, like a door, which he slowly opened.
(End of this chapter)