Chen Luoyang felt his heart throbbing violently. He looked at the bodhi tree and the vast snow mountain in front of him, thinking silently.
He wasn't worried that when he was immersed in the black mirror, he would be attacked and murdered, or that he would inadvertently let go of the group of little Xitian monks.
I have done experiments before, and this is similar to the situation when I enter meditation practice. People are in a state of no thoughts but extraordinarily sensitive.
It is difficult for external things to disturb him and distract him, but it seems that everything is under control.
An exceptionally mysterious and indescribable state.
It was as if one was immersed in a black mirror, while the other was more sensitive than usual, observing the outside world.
As long as the self outside is willing, he can pull out the self who entered the black mirror at any time.
So it doesn't affect things in the real world outside at all.
It's just that he is still not sure whether he can withdraw in time if the big shots in the mirror world exert a strong influence on him.
Or, will it expose the secret that he is not the Demon Lord?
There is currently no way to effectively verify this issue, and Chen Luoyang actually hopes that that day will never happen.
But for him now, he was thinking about another very important question.
For the "pop-up" behavior like now, I respond to every request. Every time someone "pops" him, he will appear in time. Isn't it a bit inappropriate?
The demon surnamed Tang, according to the information he has so far, is also relatively arrogant and tough.
When other people disturb him like this, is his normal reaction to be responsive, or is it irritating to ignore, and even get angry because of it?
Now that I am pretending to be a Demon Lord, if I respond to every request and show up immediately, will it make the other owners of the five mirrors suspicious?
But if the six mirrors have agreed before, similar to the "pop-up window" action, as long as there is nothing wrong with each other, they must respond to each other's request, then if they refuse, they will show their flaws.
This made Chen Luoyang a little uncertain.
In fact, he has always had an idea, that is, he will take the initiative to "play" others once and see what the result is.
It's a pity that the correct method of operation has not been found yet, so this idea has not been able to be put into practice.
As a result, he was preemptively attacked again now...
Chen Luoyang smiled wryly in his heart.
He could feel that his heart was vibrating non-stop at this moment, becoming more and more violent, as if it would explode at any moment.
If the other party's "pop-up window" stops after a few clicks, then you can simply be cold, or pretend that you are not free, ignore it and ignore it.
But if it keeps going like this, it's hard to say whether his heart will explode right away.
Speaking of which, I really want to be thankful, I didn't come to this when I was fighting with Yuan An, Yan Hui, Kong Tu and others, otherwise I would really be cheated to death.
The "pop-up window" kept moving, Chen Luoyang took a deep breath, and part of his mind sank into the black mirror at his heart.
Passing through the "heart" and coming to the "right eye" again, Chen Luoyang looked at the flashing white mirror and didn't say anything immediately, but listened first to what the other party was doing.
"Tang Lao Mo, tell yourself, should the great monk pay you a tuition fee?" A wild voice came from the mirror, shaking the frame at the same time.
Chen Luoyang couldn't help but have the urge to roll his eyes.
Looking through his own black mirror, it was indeed the second side of the right hand, and the blue mirror carved with landscape reliefs on the frame was making noise.
In the earliest time, it was this bastard who first "popped the window" and he played endlessly.
This guy really likes to fight, watching the excitement is no big deal, he is everywhere.
Chen Luoyang secretly made up his mind that when he figured out how to "flick" others, he would be the first to try his hand with this blue mirror.
However, the specific content of the other party's words made Chen Luoyang frown.
Everyone likes good things, but if that Buddhist master really agrees to give away something, I am afraid that this "demon king" himself will not be able to get it right now.
In the vast void, apart from the second blue mirror on the right, there was indeed the second golden mirror on the left, with white light shining on the mirror.
The majestic and Zen-like voice came out from the golden mirror: "I really should thank the Demon Lord, the Demon Lord is truly commendable for his generosity."
Chen Luoyang frowned even more.
I don't know if he is too sensitive, he always feels that all the goods on the opposite side are secretly suffocating, this is another test of his "demon king".
The key point is that he has limited understanding of these people's temperament and thoughts, as well as this demon surnamed Tang, so he can't tell the truth from the truth when he listens to the other party's words.
"You're welcome." Chen Luoyang finally spoke while thinking.
A deep voice that didn't belong to him echoed in the void.
Hearing his voice, the owner of the pale gold mirror said: "Some of the old objects in my hand also came from the world of mortals in the past. Now I simply borrow flowers to present to the Buddha and return them to the new owner. Please don't make fun of the devil."
The owner of the azure mirror said in a playful tone: "I just think that your people have stepped on the territory of Old Devil Tang, and you should show something, but you are really willing to pay the price, great monk."
Chen Luoyang was stunned by what the other party said.
old things...
From the world of mortals...
Borrowing flowers to offer Buddha...
Returning to a new owner...
Don't let yourself, the Demon Lord, laugh at you?
Where is this all?
Chen Luoyang's mind turned like lightning.
All the previous indications showed that the Demon Lord he was pretending to be at the moment had the air of a mortal master.
But what the other side said just now seems to be saying that in the earliest days of this world of mortals, it wasn't this Demon Lord who ruled, but someone else?
The so-called old things belonged to the former Lord of the World of Mortals, and somehow fell into the hands of that Buddhist master?
But the question is, what kind of attitude should my "demon king" treat this old object?
What is the relationship between the so-called Demon Venerable and the former Lord of the World of Mortals?
Things, should I accept them or not?
In other words, according to the behavior of this Demon Lord, should he be accepted or not?
If you accept it, how will you accept it?
If not, how to refuse?
Countless thoughts flashed through Chen Luoyang's mind.
However, he couldn't stop thinking about time.
If it was in the real world, he might already be sweating coldly on his forehead at this moment.
"You have a heart."
In the end, Chen Luoyang said in a calm tone: "Where did you come from? Where do you go back? If that's the case, just put them back in the world of mortals. This is a chance we give to the creatures of the mortal world. Let's see which one will become the lucky one."
A voice came from the light golden mirror: "My Buddha is merciful, the Demon Lord's suggestion is very good."
The owner of the azure blue mirror was stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "Interesting! Interesting! You are really there, Old Devil Tang, you are so bold!"
The owner of the pale gold mirror said: "Today's cause, today's fruit, then simply pay for it together, and put it in the world under your world."
Shenzhou Haotu?
Chen Luoyang was taken aback.
The word "rely" almost didn't spit out directly.
In the black mirror in front of him, the light in the mirror flickered slightly.
The appearance of the other five mirrors disappeared, replaced by a hazy scene.
Then a faint stream of light passed through the haze and fell quickly.
The scene also changed, showing a specific scene of heaven and earth.
The distance to the ground was getting closer and closer, and the landscape began to become clearer, which even made Chen Luoyang feel a little familiar.
It should also be on the snow-covered plateau, and I have passed by.
Rather, it was closer to the area where he and Xiao Xitian's group of monks met for the first time.
At that time, among the group of monks, there should have been visitors from outside the world of mortals, sent by the owner of this pale gold mirror.
And now, this faint streamer also falls here.
There was no earth-shattering movement, and there was no glorious scene of a treasure being born.
Everything was silent, as if it was just sunlight falling on the plateau.
The streamer fell on a snow-capped mountain, and soon disappeared without a trace.
But Chen Luoyang could see the approximate location clearly.
The scene in the mirror changed again, and immediately returned to its original appearance. In the vast void, there were only six other mirrors facing him.
But at this moment, the tension in Chen Luoyang's heart reached a peak.
He couldn't help wondering whether the other party had already suspected him?
Is this a final test, or some kind of warning?
Fortunately, laughter came from the blue mirror at this time: "Great Monk, although your Buddhist inheritance has withered in that world, there are still many in the world of mortals, and they may flood into that world.
You said that if someone from your Buddhist heritage found this in the end, it would be superfluous, right? "
"How can there be no difference? The world of mortals is the mortal world of the Demon Lord, so how can I interfere?" The owner of the pale gold mirror said, "Everything is fate. My Buddhist disciples get it. Fate, the things have been sent, and the fate with me is over."
The owner of the blue mirror said with a smile: "You are still the same, everything is clean."
Fang Yan said: "The world is like this."
After saying that, the white light on the pale gold mirror disappeared, disappearing together with the sound.
Chen Luoyang also said, "That's it."
After all, regardless of what the owner of the azure mirror thought, he left the "right eye" on his own initiative and broke off contact.
When his consciousness returned to the real world, Chen Luoyang's right eye shone slightly.
He held his breath and waited for a moment.
The dark ancient mirror at the heart did not continue to make any movement.
Chen Luoyang let out a long breath of foul air.
This shit, I feel more tired than the previous battle.
He frowned slightly, thinking non-stop.
What exactly was the thing that was thrown into the vast land of Shenzhou?
I believe it should be a good thing, which makes people itch.
Judging from the content of the follow-up conversation just now, this should not be a bait to catch himself.
But who knows if there will be fraud?
And even if this wasn't a trap set up by the Buddhist master, when he really took out the things, would he be watched carefully by the owner of those mirrors?
Just as Chen Luoyang was thinking, a river of blood appeared in the distance and came across the sky.