Xian Ni: The God of Killing Returns, Marries Li Muwan at the Beginning

Mu Bingmei stepped forward, looked at the well in front of her, then looked at Lin Che beside her and said softly, "Fellow Daoist, would you like to give it a try?"

Lin Che walked over with a skeptical attitude, gazing at the well in front of him. He originally thought there wouldn't be any image, but the reflection in the water revealed an extremely handsome young man who seemed to be the master of heaven and earth.

The young man in the water wore a dark robe with subtle patterns, the hem of which was embroidered with flowing starry river designs, making it seem as if billions of stars were floating and sinking on his clothes as he moved.

His dark hair was tied up with a white jade hairpin, with a few stray strands falling in front of his forehead, making his face even more handsome and imposing.

His eyebrows were sharply defined, his eyes were like cold stars, his nose was high and straight, and his thin lips, when pressed tightly together, carried a hint of coldness that looked down upon the world.

Surrounded by a faint golden light, though merely a reflection in the water, it exuded an aura of absolute authority, as if a mere gesture could determine life and death, and a lowered gaze could sever the karmic connections of the world.

Where those eyes swept, even the ripples in the well water seemed to freeze, giving off an air of absolute dominion over heaven and earth.

Even Mu Bingmei was stunned by what she saw in the well, unable to believe that there could be such a handsome man in the world.

Originally, everyone thought Lin Che was handsome enough, but they never expected that his past life was so handsome that it made everyone's heart race. Even Mu Bingmei felt like she was falling in love.

Mu Bingmei gazed at her reflection in the water, her fingertips unconsciously tightening around the hem of her skirt, even slowing her breathing.

The moment the young man slightly raised his eyes, she felt as if the mist in the entire courtyard had become his backdrop, and even the halo of light flowing in the Mirror of Reincarnation seemed to dim.

"This...this is your past life?"

Mu Bingmei's voice trembled, and the amazement in her eyes almost overflowed.

The young man in the water raised his hand and brushed the star patterns on his robe. The movement was fluid and graceful, carrying a natural air of nobility that reminded her of the creator gods recorded in ancient books.

Lin Che frowned slightly as he looked at the face that resembled his own by seven parts but was more sharp, and a strange feeling stirred in his heart.

In particular, the bronze token hanging from the young man's waist, with the character "界" engraved on it, subtly echoed a certain rune in the talisman given by Qiu Yao.

"It's nothing but a mirage."

Lin Che withdrew his gaze, his tone calm, but the blue scales in his sleeve were slightly warm at this moment, as if confirming something.

Mu Bingmei remained gazing at the well, her phoenix eyes sparkling with infatuation, until her reflection in the water transformed into a golden light and sank to the bottom of the well. Only then did she snap out of her reverie, a shy blush spreading across her cheeks.

Lin Che didn't understand why this was happening, but he could sense that the man reflected in the well was closely related to him.

"How can we retrieve the Mirror of Reincarnation?"

Mu Bingmei said, "Currently, we can use some special magical artifacts to forcibly remove the Samsara Mirror, but it is very likely to destroy the Samsara Mirror. The safest way... is to dive down inside."

As she spoke, Mu Bingmei looked at the injured Lü Yundao, knowing that he probably no longer had the ability to dive down. Now, either she or Lin Che would have to go in.

Mu Bingmei bit her thin lips lightly, looked at Lin Che beside her, and said softly, "I'll go. If there is any danger, you can leave this place on your own."

"Holy Maiden, you mustn't!"

Lu Yundao immediately stopped the Holy Maiden Mu Bingmei in front of him. If Mu Bingmei were to make even the slightest mistake, it would be an enormous loss for the Kunxu Realm.

"This old servant still has some strength and is willing to enter the ancient well. I beg the Holy Maiden to allow this old servant to go. Even if I die, it would be much better than the Holy Maiden's passing away."

Lin Che glanced at the two arguing and said calmly, "There's no need to argue." He walked to the well, gently touched the well opening with his fingertip, and the moss-covered well curb suddenly lit up with a faint light, echoing the luster of the blue scales in his sleeve.

"Wait here."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Che had already jumped into the well.

The well water did not soak his robes; instead, it enveloped him like a liquid starry sky.

As they descended, countless bizarre and fantastical images flashed past their sides: the afterimages of ancient gods and demons battling, the totems of the Fu Clan's sacrifices, and the silhouette of the Azure Rain Immortal Emperor holding the Mirror of Reincarnation.

Lin Che's pupils contracted slightly. In those images, a figure in black robes always flashed by, gradually merging with the young man's reflection in the well.

After sinking about a hundred feet, he finally touched the hard bottom of the water.

An ancient bronze mirror is quietly embedded in a bluestone base, and the halo of light flowing on the mirror surface is exactly the same as the illusory image of the Reincarnation Mirror in the air.

The moment Lin Che reached out and touched the mirror, the mirror suddenly burst out with a blinding light, engulfing him completely.

Outside the well, Mu Bingmei gazed at the ripples on the water's surface and gripped her short sword tightly.

Lu Yundao leaned against the ancient tree, panting heavily. His eyes held both worry and an indescribable expectation. If Lin Che could take out the Samsara Mirror, perhaps he could truly unravel this mystery that spanned countless ages.

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When Lin Che opened his eyes again, the icy cold well water had disappeared, replaced by a peculiar palace.

The magnificent palace was extremely luxurious, with empty treasures and immortal treasures displayed on both sides, and in the very center, there were more than ten Nirvana treasures that shimmered with seven-colored halos.

Lin Che looked at the palace in front of him and frowned subconsciously, clearly not expecting to be teleported to this place.

The palace before them was filled with powerful energy fluctuations, and the entire world was buzzing, giving people an extremely oppressive feeling.

"Welcome to my world, little guy, I've finally waited for you."

Just as Lin Che was pondering, a clear, cold voice suddenly rang out from all around. Before he could react, a handsome young man in a white robe appeared in front of him.

Lin Che's expression froze, because the handsome young man in front of him was the same person he had just seen in the well in his past life.

A handsome young man walked over with one hand behind his back, a bright smile on his face. "Reaching the late stage of Shattered Nirvana in a thousand years... tsk tsk tsk, that talent is really not that great."

"Back when I raised my cultivation to the late stage of Shattered Nirvana, it seemed to have taken less than a hundred years."

"Uh?" Upon hearing this, Lin Che asked somewhat awkwardly, "Junior Lin Che greets senior. May I ask your name?"

The handsome young man leaned back in his chair, picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, nodded and smiled slightly, "My name is... oh well, never mind, let's not mention that name. Just call me Dao Ancestor."

"Daozu?"

Lin Che's expression grew even stranger. The handsome young man before him wasn't very old, appearing to be about the same age as himself. Aside from being handsome, he didn't seem to have anything unusual about him. (End of Chapter)