Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 117 You didn’t even ask

Lin Feng thought of the twelve dog-headed sword spirits. He hesitated for a moment before reminding Zhang Ze.

"Won't he be killed?" Lin Feng didn't know how advanced Wuming was, but he knew how treacherous the dungeon was.

Zhang Ze was stunned for a moment, then slapped his thigh, "Thank you for the reminder, Junior Brother."

I was having so much fun being a black tour guide just now that I almost forgot about my mission.

The source of this heavy snow has to be found here in Wuming.

If he is killed, the clue of the mission will be broken.

Zhang Zeyi drew the dagger from his waist and woke up A'li who had been dozing off.

"Get down to business."

A'li turned back to her original form, wiped her saliva, yawned, and then climbed onto Zhang Ze's shoulder.

"Brother Feng, are you coming together?" Zhang Ze asked.

Lin Feng shook his head and said, "Forget it, I'll wait for you upstairs."

Underground city, Water Snake Palace.

Wuming was stunned for a moment after entering the dungeon, and suddenly felt a sore nose, but he immediately held it back.

He took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and walked deeper into the dungeon.

"It feels familiar." Wuming sighed in his heart.

This Jindan-stage underground city is called Water Snake Palace, and its prototype is a large secret place near the East China Sea.

And Wuming's hometown is over there.

There are many such caves near Wuming's hometown. Although they are not as dangerous and magical as the Water Snake Palace, the scenery is roughly the same.

It’s all because this dungeon is too realistic, Wuming was a little sentimental when he saw it.

Looking back on the past, he had come a long way, from being a mortal to a disciple of a small sect, and finally betraying his master and ancestors and falling into the path of evil.
Since the day he joined the Hundred Demons Sect, he has never returned to that small fishing village in the East China Sea.

"It really looks like it." Wuming looked at the stalagmites hanging above his head and recalled the scene when he and his brother explored the seaside cave when he was a child.

Looking up and recalling his childhood, Wuming stepped into the dug ditch.

Although Wuming fell into the trap, he did not panic.

On the way to Qianji Pavilion, he had already asked Lin Feng for some information about the Qianji Pavilion's underground city.

He knew that there would be a cushion and some mechanisms underneath this kind of pit.

Wuming, who is at the half-step Nascent Soul stage, is naturally not afraid of this small Foundation Establishment stage mechanism. It doesn't matter if he falls, there is no need to expose his strength.

Moreover, he is now a noble lifetime Purple Jade member. Zhang Yida said that he has ten chances to resurrect and can wander around freely in this dungeon.

However, there is no cushioning.

Wuming fell to the ground with a thud.

It didn't hurt, but it was really embarrassing.

Inside the mechanism room of the Water Snake Palace, Zhang Ze breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he was quick and shut down most of the mechanisms, otherwise Wuming would have almost killed himself.

There has been a qualitative change between the cultivators in the Jindan stage and those in the foundation-building stage.

They can fly, they can do escape techniques, and they have already taken one foot on the path to enlightenment.

The same trap can trap a Foundation Establishment cultivator, but for a Golden Core cultivator, just a thought can allow them to escape from danger.

But increasing the difficulty would not guarantee the safety of the trial-takers, and it is difficult to strike the right balance.

For example, during the internal testing of this ditch, it was only because the inner sect brothers had a solid foundation that nothing happened. If some independent cultivators were to use their golden core, they would probably kill a few.

Through the video box, Zhang Ze saw Wuming crawling out of the ditch.

"What should we do? We can't really let Brother Feng lurk around him. That would take forever."

Zhang Ze sat on the chair, watching Wuming continue to stroll around and thinking of an idea in his mind.

"Do you need me to help?" Old Li's voice suddenly sounded behind Zhang Ze.

This time Zhang Ze was not scared. He was used to it. After all, his master's refresh location was always behind him.

"Master, you are coming down." Zhang Ze leaned back in his chair and tilted his head back to look at his master behind him.

Old Li waved his hand, and a breeze lifted Zhang Ze up. "Stand up straight and behave yourself."

Zhang Ze obediently stood in front of his master again and greeted him solemnly, "Good afternoon, Master. What instructions do you have for me?"

"I have your letter."

Old Li handed a sword book to his apprentice. Zhang Ze unfolded the sword book, looked at the words on it and read.

"I already know what's going on. Don't worry, there's nothing wrong with that mirror."

"What is this?" Zhang Ze folded the sword book again and looked at his master.

"The sect leader said there is no problem with your mirror," said Lao Li.

The mirror is naturally the Xuanjian Treasure Mirror.

Although the Xuanjian Treasure Mirror has been quietly staying on Zhang Ze, he has never used it.

Firstly, the mirror was pasted by himself, and secondly, the method of Xuanjian's heart-searching was somewhat magical, so magical that even a big shot like the little monk who had reincarnated could master it.

In addition, when Xiaoxuan was dug out, it was discovered that the mirror was related to Dongqi.

Zhang Ze had no intention of using it until he figured it out.

Now that the Sect Master had received a letter, it was probably due to the help of the Junior Sister who had returned home for dinner. Zhang Ze believed in the Sect Master's knowledge, but he was puzzled as to how to use the mirror.

Zhang Ze took the mirror out of his treasure bag, fiddled with it repeatedly in his hand, and said nothing.

Seeing this, Lao Li asked, "Any other questions?"

Zhang Ze scratched his head. "Apart from knowing that this mirror can help me understand my inner thoughts, I don't know how to use it in other ways."

"Didn't you say that this mirror has recognized its owner?" Old Li was surprised.

"Yes." Zhang Ze nodded.

Magical instruments of this grade all have spirits. Once they recognize their masters, they can communicate with their masters’ minds. How can they not know how to use them?

Old Li didn't understand.

"Do you know what it means for a magic weapon to recognize its master?" Old Li suddenly had a bad idea.

Old Li knew very well the character of his apprentice.

Although Zhang Ze knew more about random things than anyone else, his basic knowledge was at the same level as Qiao Lezhi's.

"Isn't that right?" After Zhang Ze finished speaking, he demonstrated to his master what it meant for the Zhang family's magic weapon to recognize its master.

Zhang Ze put the Xuanjian treasure mirror on the ground, then took a few steps back and squatted down.

He clapped his hands and said to the Xuanjian Treasure Mirror as if he were teasing a puppy, "Come, come here."

The Xuanjian Treasure Mirror flew up obediently, turned around in the air, and flew into Zhang Ze's arms.

"Isn't this recognizing the master?" Zhang Ze asked.

Old Li felt a little headache. He sighed and began to explain to his apprentice, who was not good at one subject, the ceremony of magic weapon recognizing its master.

It was a huge and complicated ritual, and Zhang Ze felt tired just listening to it.

He looked at the Xuanjian Treasure Mirror in his hand and said to himself, "Do we need to go through so much trouble?"

Perhaps the Xuanjian Treasure Mirror also felt troubled, so it jumped from Zhang Ze's arms to the ground.

Use the protrusions on the edge of your mirror to decorate and carve words on the ground.

【No need to bother】

"?" Zhang Ze was stunned for a moment, "Can you communicate with me?"

【yes】

"Then why are you saying it now?"

[You didn’t even ask]

Zhang Ze made up his mind that if he found any precious magic weapon in the future, he would talk about it for an hour first.

"Then how do you recognize the Lord?"

Wait a moment.

【alright】

"?"

Zhang Ze felt that there was a vague connection between himself and the Xuanjian Treasure Mirror, which was very similar to the feeling between him and A'li.

It's just that the process was too casual.

[The purpose of the ritual is to make the spirit happy. As long as the spirit is willing, there is no need for a ritual at all.]

Xuanjian Treasure Mirror explained to Zhang Ze very considerately.

"So do we have any way to play something like telepathy?" Zhang Ze felt a little sorry for the Xuanjian Treasure Mirror.

The floor of this mechanism room is of very good quality. Every time the Xuanjian Treasure Mirror writes a word, sparks fly all over the floor.

I can’t speak, but I can write.

Helplessly, Zhang Ze took out a charcoal pencil and a thin rope from his treasure bag, tied the pen to the Xuanjian treasure mirror, and spread a piece of white paper on the ground.

Just as Zhang Ze was about to ask what magic the Xuanjian Treasure Mirror had, he suddenly remembered something important.

"Do you remember what happened before?" Zhang Ze asked.

The answer from the Xuanjian Treasure Mirror was within Zhang Ze's expectations.

[I don’t remember]

Zhang Ze sighed and began to let Xuanjian Baojing introduce his specialties.

The Xuanjian Treasure Mirror obediently wrote on the paper.

After the Xuanjian Treasure Mirror filled two pages with writing, Zhang Ze took a deep breath and felt like he was holding a mountain of gold without knowing it.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier that you are so powerful?"

You didn’t ask before.

Old Li watched quietly from the side, his eyes moving back and forth between Zhang Ze and the Xuanjian Treasure Mirror.

He always felt that no matter what it was, as long as it was related to his apprentice, it would become weird.

Ahri happened to pop her head out of the ground at this moment.

"Hello, Master Zhang Ze." It greeted Lao Li first, then said to Zhang Ze, "The man surnamed Wu is almost at Happy Cave."

When Old Li heard the words "Happy Cave", he frowned, "You put that place in the underground city too?"

Zhang Ze nodded and said, "Yes, but I made a few minor changes."

(End of this chapter)