Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 103: Destiny, right?

Waiting for destiny

Zhang Ze shone the light from the magnifying glass onto the back of the base and pointed at the words to show Lin Feng and Wang Lin.

"The man of destiny?"

"What do you mean?"

Wang Lin and Lin Feng didn't understand, and they looked at Zhang Ze.

Zhang Ze shook his head, indicating that he didn't understand either.

The three of them circled the tomb a few more times, but still found nothing. There were no mechanisms, no magical weapons, and no large dumplings bursting out of the murals.

This made Lin Feng and Wang Lin, who were used to not leaving empty-handed, feel very uncomfortable.

Zhang Ze didn't care. Since he couldn't figure it out, he would pack up the entire tomb and take it away later.

Then leave it to Grandpa Wang and the Pavilion Master to worry about. After all, the old man's wisdom should not be wasted.

If Lao Wang takes action, he will probably be able to find out the origin of this stone statue soon.

Even if there really is some huge secret that could cause the sky to collapse and the earth to collapse, it will be those in the Mahayana stage and the Spirit Transformation stage who will be the first to bear it.

Just as Zhang Ze was about to call Lin Feng and Wang Lin to leave and go back home.

He looked at the statue again and felt that the statue was holding a mirror.

The size of the mirror seemed familiar to Zhang Ze.

"Brother Feng, please help me." Zhang Ze shouted.

Lin Feng put away the black sword and gave up the idea of ​​taking a tomb brick away. He turned around and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Did you bring a candle?"

"I brought it with me, what's wrong?"

"Go to the southeast corner of the tomb and light some candles for me."

"How many?"

"Whatever. The more the better."

After a while, Zhang Ze looked at the five rows of candles in the southeast corner of the tomb. He felt that even if there was a ghost, he would have to blow them out for a while.

Everything was ready, and Zhang Ze took out the mysterious mirror from his treasure bag.

Ever since this mirror came to Zhang Ze, it has been staying obediently in Zhang Ze's treasure bag, without making any trouble or shining.

Quiet and quiet, like an ordinary mirror.

After Zhang Ze fiddled with the mirror in his hand for a while, he placed the Xuanjian Treasure Mirror in the hands of the stone statue.

Fits perfectly and is the right size.

Sure enough, the stone statue changed.

The stone statue began to tremble, as if it was about to come back to life.

The candles in the southeast corner of the tomb began to go out one by one, and the mysterious mirror in the stone statue's hand gradually became vague.

The statue's eyes became lively and its lips trembled as if it was about to speak.

The great secret from ancient times is about to come into the world through her mouth.

Lin Feng and Wang Lin held their breath, waiting and being on guard.

Yet there are no secrets.

"Hey, give me back my mirror!"

The stone statue that came back to life shouted angrily, pinching her waist and looking at Zhang Ze.

Zhang Ze had an innocent look on his face. He held a thin string in his hand, and the other end of the string was tied to the Xuanjian Treasure Mirror.

As soon as Zhang Ze saw that the stone statue seemed to be casting a spell on the mirror, he used the diamond wire that had been wrapped around the mirror in advance to pull the Xuanjian Treasure Mirror back.

"This is my mirror, why should I return it to you?" Zhang Ze did not answer but raised a question.

"This is mine!" The stone statue was very unconvinced. It didn't know where it got the strength from, but it jumped twice towards Zhang Ze with the stone pillar under its feet.

"How do you prove it's yours?" Zhang Ze questioned again.

The statue pointed at the mirror in Zhang Ze's hand and said, "My name is on it! Xuanjian is my name. Look at the back of the mirror!"

Zhang Ze had looked at this mirror several times, so of course he knew that the words "Xuanjian" were engraved on the back.

But it doesn’t matter, Zhang Ze still has to question it.

"Why did you carve your name on my things? Now my mirror is dirty, you have to pay for it." Zhang Ze hid the mirror behind him and stretched out his other hand to ask the statue to pay for it.

In other words, the stone statue has no tears, otherwise it would really cry. It has never seen such a shameless person.

Seeing that the stone statue took two steps towards him, Zhang Ze stepped back again and began to ask the statue questions.

"It's okay to give it to you, but you have to tell me what you want this mirror for. Tell me." The stone girl who called herself Xuanjian crossed her arms and shook her head after thinking for a long time.

"Anyway, you have to give me this mirror. I still have a mission."

"What mission?" Zhang Ze asked.

"Wait for the destined one?" the statue replied.

"What is destiny?" Zhang Ze took the mirror in his hand and tossed it up and down.

The stone statue quickly bent down and stretched out its hand, as if afraid that Zhang Ze would drop the mirror.

However, no matter how much Zhang Ze asked, the stone girl just repeated one sentence, "The man of destiny is the man of destiny, give me the mirror."

Zhang Ze had no choice but to put the mirror on the ground, then stepped back a few steps and said to the statue, "Here, call it twice, and if it agrees, I'll give it to you."

The statue was really angry this time. It felt that the man in front of it was just making trouble.

Zhang Ze looked at the statue and said with a smile, "If you don't scream, then I will."

"Come to the Xuanjian Treasure Mirror, come to me." Zhang Ze spread his hands and said to the Xuanjian Treasure Mirror as if he was teasing a child.

The stone statue laughed disdainfully, "The Mysterious Mirror is just a dead object. Why would it do that? I was clearly here first!"

Under the gazes of the stone statue, Lin Feng and Wang Lin, the Xuanjian treasure mirror flew to Zhang Ze's waist.

The magic mirror was inserted into Zhang Ze's belt, twisted and tightened as if he was afraid that it was not secure.

Very obedient.

"See, I told you this mirror is mine." Zhang Ze looked at the stone statue with innocent eyes.

The stone statue was grabbing its head and looked like it was going crazy.

"I will be smashed to pieces, and that man will kill you too. Give the mirror back to me." The statue was really about to cry.

"Which one?" Zhang Ze asked.

"That person! Who else could it be!" The stone statue pointed at the east wall, pointing at the three-eyed last Immortal Emperor of Dongqi.

Zhang Ze organized his words and then said, "You don't have to worry about this. This immortal has been dead for tens of thousands of years."

"Ugh?"

Zhang Ze’s history class started again, and he began to tell the stone statue the history of the four continents starting from the demise of Dong Qi.

Of course, this is a brief summary.

The stone statue became more silent as it listened, until Zhang Ze finished explaining the current situation of the six sects dividing Dongzhou. The stone statue sighed, as if filled with endless regrets and sorrow.

"What a silent watchman! The vicissitudes of life must be a poison to it." Zhang Ze was thinking about the nonsense book bag in his heart, and lamented the impermanence of the world.

Then he watched the stone statue jump up and down to the mural of the Emperor of Dongqi and put his hand on it.

Just as Zhang Ze and Lin Feng were about to step forward to comfort the stone statue, they saw the stone statue suddenly jump up.

And he jumped very high.

“Good death!
“Old bastard!

"I'll beat you to death with one punch, you old lunatic!
"Fuck your grandma's destiny! Bah!"

The stone statue punched the face of the Emperor of Dongqi on the mural into pieces, and wanted to spit, but there was no saliva.

As if it was still not satisfied, it punched the emperor's calf a few more times.

Lin Feng was a little confused. He couldn't understand why there were always problems with the style of the secret realm every time he explored with Zhang Ze.

Last time it was a spirit snake building a house, this time it was a very grumpy stone lady.

If you can’t figure it out, then don’t think about it. Lin Feng gave up thinking.

Zhang Ze thought it was reasonable. If he was imprisoned here for tens of thousands of years, and then one day suddenly found out that the jailer was dead, he would probably feel the same way.

"I don't want that mirror anymore. It's yours." The little stone girl felt relieved after venting her anger. "The affairs of fate and destiny have nothing to do with me anymore."

"Goodbye, I'm going out to play." After saying that, the stone statue lady arched towards the entrance of the tomb.

Looking at the stone statue arching up and down, Zhang Ze didn't know how long it would stop arching.

Moreover, it seems that it doesn't know any magic, and even if it digs out of the tomb passage, it can't leave the ground.

"How about I take you out?" Zhang Ze asked.

"Okay, whatever." Freed from its responsibilities, the stone statue was no longer afraid.

Zhang Ze called out A'li, who had been dozing off underground, and prepared to let her take everyone away.

A'li crawled out of the ground, rubbed his eyes, yawned, and pointed at the stone statue and asked in a daze.

"Where did you get such a big stone pill?"

Zhang Ze, "?"

(End of this chapter)