"good!"

Xu Xuan nodded, and he also tried to urge the "Bilong Pot" in his hand, but there was no response at all.

But just as he put down the pot, the roar of dragons came from his ears, and the vicissitudes of life have passed since time and space.

Xu Xuan's body stiffened, and the dragon roar was not heard in his ears, but originated from the soul level.

Who is it!

Xu Xuan picked up the Bilong pot again, stared at him with a vigilance.

The dragon roar stopped abruptly, as if it was a little scared.

Xu Xuan looked surprised.

He confirmed that the voice was not intuition.

So he put down the Bilong pot again.

Soon, the looming dragon roar came again. The dragon roar was very small, but extremely pure, even better than the black dragon.

Just the faint dragon roar made Xu Xuan feel uneasy.

"Who is sneaky and I will smash this pot if I don't talk."

Xu Xuan threatened.

"Hmph! If you can smash this pot, I will beg for it. Unfortunately, you are just a boy in the infancy stage, and I think it is that person..."

A ridicule came from the Blue Dragon Pot.

"That person?"

Xu Xuan's mind moved.

"It's really similar, even the breath is a bit similar..."

The sound in the Bilong pot was filled with great awe and fear.

Xu Xuan suddenly realized, no wonder the owner of the Dragon Roar in the Blue Dragon Pot was very afraid of him before.

Obviously, it was not Xu Xuan who feared him, but Xu Xuan's previous life.

"Hahaha... There is actually a small real dragon in this blue dragon pot."

The remnant soul in the previous life laughed.

Xu Xuan was shocked when he heard this.

His mind entered the starry sea of ​​memory, joined forces with the remnant souls of his previous life to find memories of this blue dragon pot in his previous life.

After a while, the relevant memories were turned on.

This blue dragon pot is just an unimportant auxiliary magic weapon in the previous life, and was given by a certain immortal.

One time, I accidentally passed through a small world in my previous life and found a young real dragon that was in trouble. My cultivation was about to be close to the infancy change stage, but I was also invincible. Even the ordinary Infancy Change King Emperor was no match for it, so I used the Blue Dragon Pot to store it.

Now, after more than 100,000 years, the real dragon in the blue dragon pot has unfathomable cultivation. At least it has the cultivation level of the Shenxu period.

"If you can take the real dragon in the Blue Dragon pot for yourself, even Zong Rumo may not be an opponent."

Xu Xuan's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

The dragon in the blue dragon pot is a real dragon. Its qualifications and physique are definitely not inferior to the black dragon, and its magical powers and strengths are absolutely superior to the same level.

What is Xu Xuan’s idea? The remnant soul in his previous life will naturally be clear.

"With your current cultivation level, not only can you not control the Blue Dragon Pot. And even if you release this dragon and are uncontrollable, you will be seeking death..."

The remnant soul in the previous life shook his head and said.

After all, the levels of Xu Xuan and Bihu Zhenlong are too far apart.

"If you also reach the level of being close to the Shenxu period, you may have a chance to negotiate with it."

The remnant soul of the previous life suggested.

Xu Xuan nodded repeatedly and took this matter to heart first.

He immediately joined forces with the remnants of his previous life to ingest the Blue Dragon Pot into the starry sea of ​​memory.

Immediately afterwards, Xu Xuan began to carefully search every corner and details in the mansion.

"The Bilong Pot should be an unimportant magic weapon left behind in the past life. I don't know if there is any..."

Xu Xuan urged his dream to return to the top and joined forces with his previous life, not letting go of any details.

After several days of continuous development, Xu Xuan discovered something, but he never found a magic weapon that could compare to the Bilong Pot.

At some point.

Xu Xuan saw a strange bronze mirror on an inconspicuous desk.

A trace of light and shadow flowed on the ancient mirror.

Xu Xuan reached out and found that a bright light shining on the mirror surface.

Buzz!

A picture is presented on the mirror.

The scene in the picture is a bit familiar, as if it is Zuchengshan ancestral hall.

In the ancestral hall, there were powerful people sitting cross-legged in the late stage of the Infant Reincarnation. The leader was a noble and unconventional beauty with a look similar to the cicada Fuer.

It is the Master Xuanyu Sect!

"The mirror of the sky can reflect all kinds of scenes in a world area, and can even lock in space. Even hidden cultivators cannot escape..."

Xu Xuan was amazed and quickly got the method of using this mirror based on his memories in his previous life.

He activated the "Sky Mirror" to adjust its angle.

Soon, the picture in the "Shining the Sky Mirror" instantly magnified, including the entire ancestor and even the Xuanyu Dan Sect.

He adjusted the angle again, looked at the picture in the sky mirror, and quickly shrank.

Finally, the picture even frozen in the mansion, the cicada Fu'er further contracted, revealing her snow-white face, and even a small beauty mole on the middle of her eyebrows was undoubtedly revealed.

"Hahaha...interesting."

Xu Xuan laughed happily.

He decided to practice in front of the mirror of the sky and control everything inside and outside the mansion with one hand.

The level of the Zhaotian Mirror should be second only to the Bilong Pot, but as an auxiliary magic weapon, it does not require high demands on use, and the power it can be activated.

For example, with Xu Xuan's cultivation level, he can only control a radius of one or two hundred thousand miles through this mirror at most.

And in the hands of the previous life, at least one world could easily control, even one world.

"Hey, this is..."

Xu Xuan suddenly discovered that there was a lifelike figure painting on the case table.

The characters in the painting are simple, elegant and fresh, pretty and lively, wearing green clothes, standing among the flowers and plants in the mountains, with a blue butterfly standing on their bare hands.

When Xu Xuan saw the person in the painting clearly, his heart was slightly shocked: How is that possible!

It turns out that the woman in the painting is similar to the cicada Fuer.

At this moment.

Chan Fu'er walked in and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Xu, the medicinal materials for refining the 'Powder Body Tempering Pill', after being harmonized, Fu'er has already sorted it out..."

Soon, she also saw the beauty painting under the mirror of the sky.

"Is this... drawn me?"

Chan Fu'er took the painting and was very surprised.

The woman in the painting was so realistic, it was vividly seen on the paper, as if it was near in front of her.

"Fellow Daoist Xu... did you draw it?"

Chan Fu'er said happily, a trace of red glow appeared undetectedly on the corners of her mouth.

Xu Xuan didn't know how to answer.

"That's right."

Xu Xuan said perfunctorily, if it is explained, it would be too complicated.

However, I was the same person as him in my previous life, so it is not considered a lie to say that.

Chan Fu'er stared at the figure in the painting, and was overjoyed. As her pretty eyes flashed, she looked at Xu Xuan sometimes, feeling a little shy and embarrassed: "Can you give this painting to Fu'er, Fellow Daoist Xu?"

"All right."

Xu Xuan nodded.

He dared not be interested in this beauty painting.

But in his previous life he laughed: "This painting was painted by himself in his previous life. It injected with emotion and artistic conception, and is a priceless treasure. Although the little girl was unintentional, it was considered a great opportunity to obtain this painting."
To be continued...