"I'm here!"

  Ning Feng's expression was calm and serene, as if he were facing an ordinary passerby rather than a formidable and evil demon.

  "Look like a dead man!"

  This is Shu Baoling's belly criticism, and no one pays attention to it.

  "You're really hard to catch."

  In the lake, "Ning Feng" laughed even more evilly, with the corners of his mouth curled up. Although it was clearly Ning Feng's face, there was a completely unfamiliar and diametrically opposed feeling to it.

  It is like a person looking into a mirror, with differences in left and right.

  "These two people are actually going to decide their lives and deaths here, it's really... a pity."

  Shu Bailin inexplicably felt that the fear and worry in his heart were temporarily suppressed, and what floated up was regret.

  Two young men, one from the Taeyang Temple of the Seven Sects, seemingly a new generation's proud son; the other mysterious and secretive, yet somehow didn't seem to be without background.

  Two people with such different personalities, given enough space to grow, might become lifelong enemies, meeting their match in each other, and only time will tell who wins or loses.

  In this process, it is unknown what kind of sparks will be produced when colliding, and how wonderful they will be, stunning the world.

  "What a pity..."

  Shu Bailin shook his head himself.

  He had a number in his mind, and the situation he thought of might never happen again.

  Today, by the lake, with a gentle breeze, Mirror Gentleman can only let one person leave!

  The two people gazing at each other across the lake's surface like a mirror, their hearts also as clear as a mirror.

  "For the past four and a half days, despite the heavy rain and traveling hundreds of miles, you, Ning brother, didn't even appear by a puddle, leaving me with no way to make a move."

  "You're the first person like this!"

  Jing Gongzi couldn't help but praise. The evil smile on his face had an uncontrollable sense of pride, "However, you were still caught by me."

  "Really?"

  Ning Feng replied faintly and looked up at the sky, then lowered his head to gaze at the lake. He smiled slightly and said, "Do you know what lake this is?"

  "Huh?"

  "Ning Feng" in the lake tilted his head, he certainly didn't know.

  "This lake is not a lake, it's called Sun Moon Lake."

  Ning Feng was chatting away, while Shu Bailin gazed at the two people across the lake, feeling inexplicably strange. The two people who were about to meet their maker, one was discussing the name of the lake, and the other was actually listening.

  "There is a spring in the pond, and the water responds to the changes of the four seasons. With the rising sun and falling moon, the amount of water changes. When it's full, the lake is round like a full moon; when it's dry, the lake is curved like a crescent moon."

  "The water in the pond is sweet and abundant with fish, but few people come here to fish or hunt. Do you know why?"

  Jing Gongzi's smile on his face disappeared unknowingly, as Ning Feng treated him like a treasured family member. He had an unusual feeling that it wasn't he who caught the other person, but rather the other person caught him.

  This feeling is just like being a guest in someone else's home, no matter how decorated it is or how warmly you are treated, you always feel uncomfortable all over your body, after all, it's not your own territory.

  "I'd like to hear more about it."

  Jing Gongzi's voice was still as gentle as Ning Feng's tone, but with a few more dry notes that even he himself didn't notice.

  "The pool is full of crocodiles, their nature is ferocious, slightly careless, and it will end up being buried in the jaws of a crocodile."

  "So few people come."

  Ning Feng said calmly up to this point, then suddenly stopped talking about Yue Tan. He simply gazed at the full moon's deep red glow on the surface of Yue Tan and sighed:

  "I was just a young man when I first left my thatched cottage, and my study of the Tao was still shallow. For three years, I stood at the outer gate of the divine palace, but it was only to lay a solid foundation. I have never been someone from the cultivation world."

  "Even on this trip around the world, it's just a task, a journey, with a relaxed mood, without changing my scholarly way of thinking."

  The tone of his speech inadvertently carried a hint of melancholy, as if recalling some distant memory. His voice became increasingly ethereal: "I always thought that I was still that diligent and aspiring scholar, traversing the green hills alone, with only a heart of Tao, a satchel of books, and that's enough."

  "Until I met you!"

  Ning Feng's gaze fell onto the lake surface, meeting Mirror Gongzi's eyes.

  "I have truly felt it, I am no longer just a bookworm, I am the Sun God Temple, traveling the world, my shoulders bearing the heavy responsibility of praying for the living and suppressing demons and evil spirits."

  "This burden is heavy, for the first time I felt pressure, for the first time I felt urgency, for the first time I yearned for strength, for the first time I wanted to kill someone so much."

  Ning Feng paused for a moment after saying this, and Jing Gongzi suddenly interjected with an icy tone that seemed to freeze the lake: "Then what?"

  "Then?"

  Ning Feng's face broke into a smile, and he tilted his head to say: "I can only think of a way myself, this is my responsibility. If someone dies, it's because I'm incompetent and died, how can I let others do it for me? What face would I have to ask others to do it for me?"

  "This is a showdown between you and me!"

  Ning Feng sighed and rubbed his head, saying: "I'm just a scholar after all, I don't have many tricks up my sleeve, and I haven't even properly studied magic, so I can only think of something."

  "Believe me, I've thought about it a lot."

  "You're staying here today!"

  "Nowhere to go!"

  The sound of the wind fell, just as the wind rose. On the lake shore, there was a willow tree that swayed with the wind, its branches bending deeply towards the direction of the lake. It always made people suspect that if the wind were to get even slightly stronger, the willow would break directly.

  Watching this scene, Shu Bailin suddenly became fearless.

  From Ning Feng's words, he felt that the situation between the two sides was like this willow tree, and suddenly, the east wind overpowered the west wind.

  Quietly gaining the upper hand without realizing it.

  Although Shu Bairong still doesn't know why Ning Feng kept Mirror Gongzi here.

  On the lake surface, ripples rose one after another. It was just that no one could tell whether it was due to Mirror Boy's mood or the east wind blowing through the willows.

  "You're so confident?"

  Jing Gongzi's voice became increasingly hoarse, and the complacent look on his face had vanished without a trace.

  The gentle breeze is still smiling, its smile very clean and clear, a hundred times cleaner than the lake dyed with blood.

  He smiled and said: "I found something very interesting."

  "In front of Liu's mansion, Mingming could have used Lao Shu's mirror to speak up for himself, but you didn't."

  The old lady's mirror fell to the ground before you left;

  "When the mountain mirror shattered, you were hurt."

  "You said, why is that?"

  Ning Feng was smiling, but Mirror Gongzi couldn't smile anymore.

  "I guess, just for an instant, if you smash the mirror clean, it won't be just a matter of getting hurt, will it?"

  "The Tao is ultimate and impartial, with laws that must be broken. There's no such thing as absolute perfection, nor any great law that allows one to be in multiple places at once, traveling the world without a single regret."

  "This is the flaw in your technique!"

  "The Mirror Prince in the Mirror Realm is the strongest of the weakest."

  "Are you right?"

  While Ning Feng slowly spoke out all of the above, a hand slowly rose up, like the commander-in-chief of thousands of troops and horses, with one wave of his arm, it was like tens of thousands of horses galloping, trampling the sky to pieces.

  In the lake, the image of "Ning Feng" quickly began to blur, as if something was anxiously trying to escape.

  Jing Gongzi believed it.

  He was also afraid.

  He would rather die than give him this opportunity.

  Hurry!

  Suddenly, Ning Feng shouted and swung his arm down.

  In an instant, a brilliant light burst forth from the Moon Pond, its rays instantly illuminating every inch of the lake and every corner. The vast Moon Pond had transformed into a mirror-like surface that shone with extreme brightness.

  In less than a fleeting thought, a majestic and unparalleled talismanic image floated above the Moon Pond, sealing off the entire lake surface.

  Above it, golden light flows and turns, not exhausting the mystery, with countless light and heat bursting out from within, rolling hot waves, sweeping across the entire lake.

  "Sun God Symbol?!"

  Shu Bailin and Jing Gongzi exclaimed in unison.

  "When?!"

  New book on shelves, new beginning.

  Watch out for an explosion!

  Above is Dongfeng!