Han Yiming opened his eyes wide and looked around. He saw that there was only thick fog in front of him. When he raised his head, the bright moon on his head was blurred by the fog, not so clear. The place where he had just lived was also lingering with fog, and even the air was wet and solemn. After looking for a moment, he shook his head and said, "I can't see anything." Huang Jingxuan said, "Okay, I heard from the elder brother that you brought the Forefacial-Free Mirror, you can't see anything at this moment. Take it out and take it to take a look."

Han Yiming raised Qin Wufang's instructions, and then asked Taoist Pingbo below, and looked at Huang Jingxuan. Huang Jingxuan said, "I have made a barrier, and Taoist Pingbo cannot hear us yet. If he has already had the two hundred years of spiritual power at this time, I wouldn't ask you to take it out. Take it out and see, I'll be careful to be wary of him." Han Yiming said, "Second Master, Master, told me that he wanted to look at people. There is no one here except us." Huang Jingxuan said, "Things that are invisible and existential are called formless. You must know that there is no formlessness, and all things are all forms. You must remember to be clear and calm in order to look at it. Don't be surprised no matter what you see, don't be afraid. Let's talk about it after seeing it."

Han Yiming said, "No one can use it, so he doesn't know how to use it." He nodded, reached into his arms, took out the Wuxiang Treasure Mirror, raised his head first, took a breath, slowly closed his eyes, calmed his mind, and slowly exhaled that breath. Then he looked at the Wuxiang Treasure Mirror. He saw a slightly white lotus in the Wuxiang Treasure Mirror, with a half-exposed lotus core, very quiet. Although the moonlight was dim, even the veins on the white lotus petals could be seen clearly.

Han Yiming gently turned the Wuxiang Treasure Mirror in his hand and looked at the thick fog around his body. He turned very slowly. The Wuxiang Treasure Mirror gently turned around in his hand. Han Yiming looked at the mirror. He saw that there was still a white lotus in the mirror, and there was no change. He looked at Huang Jingxuan and saw that he had let go of his arms, his eyes slightly closed, one hand pointed to the sky and the other hand was the earth. The worries in his heart gradually faded, and he looked at the Wuxiang Treasure Mirror. This time, he looked at it for a while and was still a white lotus.

He looked for a while and saw no change in the mirror of the Forefaless Treasure. He was disappointed and couldn't help but sigh softly. Suddenly he heard Huang Jingxuan say, "Yiming, you have to remember that if you don't have confidence, you naturally can't see it. If you have doubts in your heart, you can only see doubts. If you are full of disbelief in your heart, you naturally don't believe in your eyes. All the things in front of you are the illusions you think in your heart. You must first be sure that you can see it before you can see it. If you don't believe in yourself, how can you believe in you?"

Han Yiming couldn't help but blush. He was indeed worried. He didn't know how to use this mirror, and doubts were inevitable. He calmed down and breathed again before looking into the mirror. There was still a white lotus in the mirror, blooming quietly. Han Yiming stared at the white lotus in the mirror for a while, without even blinking, and his eyes were sore and tears were about to fall, but his heart was still: "I can see it!"

He blinked his sore eyes, and saw that the white lotus petals in the mirror trembled gently, all bloomed, and then sank down into the water. Gradually blurred until they disappeared. After the white lotus disappeared, the mirror was empty and the blurred sky above his head could not be reflected. Han Yiming waited quietly for a while, and saw a mountain ridge appearing in the Wuxiang Treasure Mirror, which was pitch black. Suddenly, something jumped up and disappeared into the darkness for a moment. Then another thing jumped up, like a frog, and it fell down after leaping. But there were more and more and more, one after another, like many frogs gathered together. Han Yiming said to himself: "Where do these many frogs come from?"

Suddenly, a long tail of a jumping frog flicked, and Han Yiming immediately fixed his eyes. Some of the frogs that jumped behind had a slender tail, while others could not see it. Han Yiming stared in the mirror and looked carefully. The more he looked, the cooler he was. This was not a frog. Although he jumped up, he could not see his legs. It seemed like a piece of log suddenly bounced up. Looking at the ridge, he saw that the ridge seemed to be squirming. He closed his eyes and looked at the ridge carefully. The ridge did not fluctuate, but he always felt fluctuating. Han Yiming felt that all the hairs on his back were standing up. How dare he go to fine? What was that?

He raised his head and took a breath, then looked into the mirror, but the ridge was gone. What appeared in the mirror at this time was fog in the sky. Although it was night, he still saw the thick fog. However, the thick fog seemed to be rolling. Han Yiming didn't even speak to Huang Jingxuan and told Huang Jingxuan what he saw, and just looked at the Wuxiangbao Mirror.

The gray fog became thicker and thicker. Suddenly, after the thick fog, two extremely large red gems flashed in the thick fog. The red light became brighter and brighter, and the gray fog became fainter. Suddenly, a big mouth was facing him. Han Yiming was sweating in a cold sweat. It was particularly clear at this time that he saw four fangs in his big mouth, and a black letter floated around. It was a huge snake head! The two red eyes and flat nostrils were spraying thick black mist. However, after the thick black mist was sprayed out, it turned into thick dark gray and spread. Suddenly, the huge mouth opened, and a dim ball sprayed out from it, and it also flowed into the thick fog in the sky!

Looking at the huge snake mouth, Han Yiming felt cold sweat coming out, soaking his vest, and the sweat hairs on his back. He couldn't help but look back, as if the huge snake head was hidden in the thick fog behind him. He turned around and looked into the mirror again, and saw that the cobra head in the mirror had long disappeared, and the white lotus appeared in the mirror again, still blooming quietly.

Seeing the white lotus in the clear water, Han Yiming breathed out a breath of energy, and his heart beat as fast as a drum. He calmed down and wiped the sweat on his forehead. At some point, he was already covered in cold sweat. Ning Ding breathed, calmed down for a moment, and then looked into the Wuxiang Treasure Mirror. He saw a white lotus blooming quietly in the Wuxiang Treasure Mirror, and even the pink and yellow stamens could be seen clearly. Han Yiming calmed down several times in a row, and after looking at the treasure mirror several times, it was always a lotus, and nothing else.
Chapter completed!