The movement of the sculpture was very fast. Du Ziyuan and them withdrew for hundreds of meters, and it rushed over immediately. Wearing an iron lotus, his right fist blew towards Du Ziyuan''s face.


    Du Ziyuan carried people in his hand and couldn''t make room, but the Zhenyao sword flew out automatically and fought with the iron lotus.


    Empty nine swords!


    Boom!


    The huge mushroom cloud rose in the mirror world, and the wild airflow made Du Ziyuan unstable.


    "Step back!" he quickly put the three down and concentrated on manipulating the fairy sword.


    The sculpture doesn''t seem to have any long-range attack, but each punch is powerful, and the whole mirror world is in turmoil.


    Du Ziyuan''s cultivation can''t give full play to the real power of Zhenyao sword. He gradually began to feel that he couldn''t support it.


    [since one sword is not enough, add another!] he also released the long claw sword and joined the battle.


    Although the level of this sword is a little low, the power of the empty nine swords will increase by one level with each more sword, even if it is improved a little.


    After using two swords, Du Ziyuan barely tied with the sculpture, but he didn''t know if it was an illusion. He found that the sculpture seemed to be getting worse and worse.


    [what the hell is this? I can''t even see it in the magic mirror! It seems that I can''t help it.]


    As soon as Du Ziyuan was cruel, another sword joined the war. The three people who watched the war in the distance suddenly felt a burst of blood evil spirit. They felt uncomfortable in their chest, dizzy and swollen in their brain. They almost couldn''t stand stably.


    This is the immortal sword out of its scabbard!


    With another fairy sword, the power of the nine empty swords soared, and the faceless sculpture could no longer resist it. It was nailed to the lute bone by Du Ziyuan''s two swords. The last sword was cut directly from the tianlinggai and instantly divided into two halves.


    "Hoo..." Du Ziyuan breathed a sigh of relief, "it''s quite troublesome."


    He tried again to make sure that the sculpture had been completely broken before he dared to approach it.


    He picked up half of the sculpture and observed it carefully, but he still couldn''t see the fame: "what kind of material is this? Forget it, when Feng muzhao comes back from heaven, I''ll ask Qinglian them again."


    "Eh?" when he picked up the other half, he suddenly found that there was a thumb sized Jasper embedded here. When I pulled it out, it turned out to be a Lingguang jade.


    [why is there Lingguang jade in the sculpture?]


    The technology of Lingguang jade is obviously much behind that of today. After all, it is a product of decades and hundreds of years ago. Only the most basic image function is retained. After Du Ziyuan input yuan force, Lingguang jade carving was activated.


    Lines of words surfaced in the air.


    The first line is: my name is Mengxi. I have practiced martial arts since I was young. Fortunately, I have excellent talents. I gather yuan at the age of 20, born at the age of 25, resist the sky at the age of 50, and become a saint at the age of 100.


    The cultivation speed has been very fast. Especially at the age of 20, you can complete forging and gather yuan force. Even if your talent is good, you must have suffered a lot. For example, Du Ziyuan will never forget what sun Tianyun did to him in order to make him become the first layer of Da Moro boxing.


    [it''s a nightmare!]


    The second line: however, if you don''t become an immortal, you will eventually become empty. What''s the point of letting my golden body be immortal and my fist break the void, and I can''t stay with him forever?


    "Great martial saint, I''m trapped by love. Tut tut." Du Ziyuan felt like peeking at a person''s diary, which was very exciting.


    At this time, the other three people also came. They also saw the information left on Lingguang jade.


    "This is... That wusheng, er, is not right, is wuzun''s last words?" Li Cunfeng was respectful. In any case, a wuzun in the Wudao is definitely a respected elder.


    "What did you write? What did you write?" Mo Han came together curiously and read it, "... I want to live forever, but the hope of this method is slim. I can''t bear my husband to wait, so I left without saying goodbye. Instead of suffering in the future, I don''t forget the Jianghu... What does that mean?"


    Du Ziyuan explained: "just afraid that his death will make the other party sad, he simply slipped away first and let the other party forget himself."


    "What''s the broken way? What if the other party has been looking for her?" Mo Han disdained, "at least leave a note."


    Du Ziyuan looked at him in surprise. He was heartless and heartless. He didn''t expect to say such words: "what should be written on the note?"


    "Just write... I''m going out to play. Don''t wait for me. Play by yourself. That''s it." Mo Han scratched his head and said.


    Du Ziyuan rolled his eyes directly. Really, it''s insulting to have expectations for him.


    Continue to look down:


    In ancient times, there was the secret art of reincarnation, which can protect the memory. If I can get a spiritual root and cultivate immortality, I will be able to prove the way and live forever.


    Fortunately, I got the heavenly family. When my soldiers solved it, I got a glimpse of the secret of heaven and entered the Yin thunder robbery. Although I didn''t succeed in the robbery, the Yin God greatly increased and the probability of success of the secret art greatly increased.


    Later, if you are my reincarnation, it will be beneficial to drop your blood in the golden body I left behind. If you are an outsider, you should take this golden body to find my reincarnation. At that time, you will have your own reward. Mengxi is very grateful.


    In my reincarnation, there must be a purple heart birthmark above my heart.


    Remember, the golden body is melted by my bones and blood. If non homologous blood tries to refine it, it will explode and die.


    "It turns out that this is the immortal golden body cultivated by the martial saint in the third stage," Du Ziyuan looked at the two halves of the sculpture, "but it''s wrong. If it''s a golden body, how can I not take it?"


    It seems that Mengxi wuzun concealed something.


    "What shall we do?" asked the dragon.


    The golden body left by Wu Zun is absolutely the most precious treasure. Even if it can''t be refined by dripping blood, it is the best material for refining utensils. Maybe it can refine the best spiritual utensils. It''s a treasure that is only a line away from immortal tools. It''s already very top on muddy sky star.


    It''s a pity that Du Ziyuan has a lot of fairy weapons and Lingbao. He really doesn''t like them. With a wave, he put away the sculpture cut in half by himself: "follow the fate. If you can find her reincarnation, give it back to her."


    "But how?" Li Cunfeng asked.


    Purple heart birthmark on the heart? Does this mean that when they see a girl, they go up and say, "Hello, girl, it''s fate for you and me to meet. On such a beautiful day, can you take a look at the girl''s chest?"


    Do you think people will call you a pervert.


    "I don''t mean Suiyuan," Du Ziyuan said. "Suiyuan means... If you don''t find it, fate will come to you."


    "I see. The king is clever." Li Cunfeng and Mo Han are not aware of their severity.


    Only the Dragon looked at him suspiciously. Why is it so similar to the reason why my elder sister rolled in the quilt and didn''t want to go out in winter?


    "Well, let''s go out." the treasure hunt ended here. Du Ziyuan took the people back, and looked back at the secret place: it would be fun if this guy reincarnated into a boy.