The Fairy Helps Me Practice

Chapter 17: The Bronze Mirror Reflects the Emperor
A corner of the bronze mirror was broken off, and the mirror surface was gray and dull, looking like a dressing mirror in a woman's boudoir.

Just like the black soil beneath his feet, the bronze mirror was bound by the chains of the Great Dao, and no matter how hard Jiang Ming tried, he could not move it even a bit.

"The owner of this bronze coffin is obviously a grown man, so why does he have a dressing mirror for women?" Jiang Ming squatted down and looked at the bronze mirror carefully.

Unlike other artifacts, although the material of the bronze mirror cannot be seen, it should be much better than the swords, spears, and halberds mentioned above.

The Dao True Fire it endured was also the most intense, and it should have wanted to melt it completely, but for some reason it stopped in the end, only damaging a corner of it, causing it to lose its immortal spirit, and the deity within it died.

Before he could continue guessing, the bronze mirror suddenly burst into a brilliant light, and a ray of divine light rushed out from the bronze mirror and flew towards Jiang Ming.

"What's this?!"

Jiang Mingzi tried to dodge, but his speed could not keep up with the fairy light.

The immortal light hit Jiang Ming's forehead solidly, and then a great thought revived in his body.

"It's that drop of emperor's blood!"

Jiang Ming had just experienced this familiar aura of the Great Dao. It was the drop of imperial blood that was activated in his body.

The mirror was no longer gray, but seemed to have stars moving around in it, shining with various colors, and gradually a blurry human figure was reflected.

The figure gradually became clear. It was a middle-aged man, tall and strong. He looked like a peerless hero from ancient times. He was extremely powerful, and his eyes were extremely deep.

All the lights seemed to resonate with him, and the stars moved with the rhythm of his breathing. He stood there, and just his back made people want to worship him, as if he was a big sun shining through the ages.

"Emperor Hengyu!"

Jiang Ming exclaimed in surprise. The imperial blood in his body was reviving and sublimating, echoing with the majestic shadow in front of him, so he was sure that this was Emperor Hengyu.

Although people always tease Emperor Hengyu for not being serious, his achievements and strength are something that people cannot help but admire.

After achieving enlightenment and becoming the emperor, he entered the Taichu Forbidden Zone and used the terrain of the Fallen Sun Ridge to refine the Sun God Furnace, intending to use the Phoenix Blood and Red Gold to lure the Immortal Emperor to show up, but failed.

After the imperial weapon was refined, he fought a fierce battle with the pursuing Forbidden Zone Supreme. The aftermath hit the Divine Desert and killed it, thus protecting all living beings for a lifetime of peace.

Later, the path to becoming an immortal was opened. When the Supreme in the Forbidden Zone launched a dark turmoil, he was affected by the thoughts of all living beings in the universe and ignited the Supreme Platform of Light and Darkness. He died together with him and completely disappeared between heaven and earth.

This bronze mirror can actually reflect the great emperor of the past with just one drop of blood. It's so terrifying!
The figure of Emperor Hengyu kept changing, sometimes turning into a newborn baby, sometimes turning into a high-spirited young supreme being, as if he was evolving his life.

Jiang Ming's pupils shrank slightly, because in these pictures he not only experienced the life experience of Emperor Hengyu, but also included the skills and scriptures mastered by Emperor Hengyu.

He reacted quickly, took out the Bodhi seed, held it in his palm, and activated his immortal eyes to the extreme, trying to capture the supreme secret methods that flashed by.

An hour passed, and the drop of imperial blood lost its brilliance and became dim; the bronze mirror also lost its magic and fell to the ground.

Jiang Ming slowly exhaled a breath of foul air, and a line of blood and tears appeared in his eyes. This was the backlash after the Immortal Eye was pushed to the extreme. Normally, it would not be overused like this unless it was a life-and-death situation.

Compared to the loss, the gain from this meditation was enormous.

The esoteric scriptures mastered by Emperor Hengyu can be described as vast and boundless. Jiang Ming even saw the complete version of "The Sun Sutra" and four types of Nine Secrets.

The four types of Nine Secret inheritances are respectively Bing, Jie, Zhe, and Zu.

Because he would definitely return to the Jiang family later, Jiang Ming simply ignored the "Hengyu Sutra" and focused all his attention on the Nine Secrets.

The Nine Secrets were created by the various Heavenly Lords in the mythological era. They possess unfathomable powers. Few people throughout the ages have been able to collect all nine supreme secret arts. Even ordinary emperors cannot even touch any one of them without opportunity.

From here, we can see the value of the Nine Secrets. He had the Dao Sutra in the early stage and the Hengyu Sutra later. He didn't need to consider other imperial scriptures for the time being, but he had to get the Nine Secrets. Unfortunately, the Nine Secrets were extremely profound and it was difficult to comprehend them all at once. In a short period of time, Jiang Ming could only master the basics of these four secrets with the help of the Bodhi Seed and the Immortal Eye.

However, he has already grasped its form, and his spirit can be deduced later. The secret of the word "zhe" that Ye Fan obtained in the past was not complete, and the second half was deduced by his personal comprehension.

Since Ye Fan can do it, Jiang Ming is also confident that he can figure out the subsequent methods.

"Hehe, I just wanted to see what changes there were in the copper furnace, but I didn't expect to gain four secret techniques directly! In the future, maybe I can use this to complete the nine secrets and recreate the power of the Heavenly Venerable in the mythological era."

Jiang Ming happily left the copper furnace. Now the most urgent task was how to quickly raise his realm. This copper furnace was so large that there must be more mysterious things inside. It was simply a treasure trove of immortals! There were surprises everywhere.

After leaving the copper furnace, Jiang Ming returned to the house, but there was no fair figure behind the bed curtain.

"Are you up?"

Jiang Ming shook his head and walked out of the yard.

When passing by the kitchen, Jiang Ming heard a rustling sound.

Looking towards the kitchen, what came into view was a scene that Jiang Ming had never imagined.

The early morning sun shines into the house through the window. The steamer is emitting steam. The fried and roasted golden Yuanyang fish lies quietly in the porcelain plate. The fat covering it has an appetizing color. The steaming casserole exudes a rich medicinal aroma.

Weiwei was wearing an apron and dressed like a cook, and was using a kitchen knife to cut green onions into thin chopped green onions.

"Weiwei, what are you doing?"

Although it was a familiar figure, the figure wearing an apron was full of novelty, and Jiang Ming suddenly remembered the fierce battle last night.

"Ah, I'm making breakfast for you. Sit over there. It will be ready soon."

"it is good."

After waiting for a while, Weiwei brought the steaming medicine to the table.

Looking at the delicious food on the table, Jiang Ming smiled.

"What are you laughing at? Is it weird that I cook?"

"No, I'm just glad to have such a virtuous wife like you."

Weiwei's face turned red and she picked up a piece of fish and put it into Jiang Ming's bowl.

"Stop talking nonsense. Why don't you show some sympathy to me when you are so happy? You almost broke my waist last night. You should take care of it!"

Jiang Ming took a look at the fish in the bowl and the medicine in the casserole. Knowing the art of alchemy, he could identify the medicinal ingredients at a glance, such as epimedium, cistanche, and scallop. All of them were nourishing.

"I'm still young, why should I eat these?"

Jiang Ming was somewhat amused. His performance last night should have been extraordinary, right? After all, with the help of the furnace and cauldron method, he basically did not lose much energy, but became more courageous as the battle went on.

After hearing this, Weiwei's face turned even redder, and she buried her head in the deep groove, her voice almost inaudible.

"Last night, my mother and father came over to eavesdrop and said that you are so capable, you will definitely do something in the future."

"Slander is all slander!"

(End of this chapter)