"If it doesn't work, then forget it!" Old Zhang said in great disappointment.

"It's not that I can't do it, but I'm a fairy spirit now and I can't use it in my hands. I can't communicate yin and yang, so that you can see Zhang Ling!" Seeing Mr. Zhang's disappointed look, Zhang Ling unconsciously thought that he was standing in front of his grandfather and felt his grandfather's disappointed gaze.

The feeling was extremely uncomfortable. Zhang Ling quickly explained, but found that Gu Yi was standing beside him and his mouth moved a little. Zhang Ling couldn't help but lit up. Gu Yi was a sorcerer, although he was not from the same lineage as the Tianshi.

But he is also a Taoist priest, and I guess he has what he needs in his hands, right?

Thinking of this, Zhang Ling quickly looked at Gu Yi: "This fellow Taoist, I have offended you so much before, please forgive me! I wonder if you have Yin and Yang Mirrors in your hand?"

"Yinyang Mirror? I wonder, the Yinyang Mirror you mentioned in the Supreme Immortal is the Yinyang Mirror?" Gu Yi learned about Zhang Ling's identity and cultivation. After coming here, his eyes kept looking at Zhang Ling with burning eyes.

Although he couldn't achieve the idea of ​​rushing up and licking Zhang Ling's toes, there was also the idea that Zhang Ling needed any help and was willing to help Zhang Ling if he lost everything.

At this moment, when he heard Zhang Ling's words, Gu Yi didn't care at all. He felt so depressed by Zhang Ling's previous feeling, and quickly put a cloth bag on his back and took out a two-slap.

The Tai Chi is carved with yin and yang behind it. Under the mirror, there is also a handle that is six or seven inches long. In this world, it is called the Yin-Yang Mirror, also known as the Tai Chi Mirror.

After taking out the Yin-Yang Mirror, Zhang Ling nodded happily: "Yes, this is the Yin-Yang Mirror!"

Upon hearing this, Gu Yi respectfully handed the Yin-Yang Magic Mirror to Zhang Ling's hand. Zhang Ling looked at the Yin-Yang Mirror, frowned slightly, and finally calmed down.

"Although this Yin-Yang Mirror is not very good, and it is also a bit troublesome to communicate Yin-Yang. But it can still be used! I wonder, Mr. Zhang, do you want to see Zhang Ling now?"

After confirming that it could be used, Zhang Ling raised her head, looked at Mr. Zhang, and asked with certainty.

"Okay, OK!" At the end of the matter, it was a long way to go, and it could be said that it was full of ups and downs. However, after learning the whole truth, I wanted to see Zhang Ling, but I was disappointed at the beginning. Now, I can achieve my goal.

Old Zhang was also very excited. After Zhang Ling's inquiry, Old Zhang was very excited and nodded repeatedly.

"Okay! However, I need to move these fragile vases and so on. Otherwise, I will cast the spell later and it is very likely that these will be broken!"

"No problem. I'll ask someone to move these things out!" When Mr. Zhang heard what Zhang Ling was referring to, he hurriedly walked out and asked someone to move. However, he was stopped by Zhang Ling.

"No need to call people! If they come in, it would be really bad if they see me! Wait a moment!" Zhang Ling said, then smiled and pinched the magic spell. The vase in the room of everything seemed to be pulled.

With Zhang Ling's fingers, he slowly moved. He flew one by one, flew out of the room from the window, and visited outside the window in a steadily and neat manner. After that, Zhang Ling ticked a finger.

With a puff, the windows became locked up and the curtains fell down, blocking the light.

Looking at the slightly dim room, Zhang Ling nodded with satisfaction. However, this move also stunned Mr. Zhang and Gu Yi.

After doing all this, Zhang Ling took the Yin-Yang Mirror and pinched the mantra again. He quickly started calligraphy and painting in the void above the Yin-Yang Mirror. He recited the mantra in his mouth: "The world is invincible... hurry up and as the order of the law, the Yin-Yang Mirror, communicates with Yin-Yang, where is Zhang Ling? Come back quickly and open!"

With Zhang Ling's mantra, a chaotic color appeared on the other end of the mirror on the front of the Yin-Yang Magic Mirror. It was like a vortex, constantly circling. As Zhang Ling's last word fell, a light flashed in the middle of the vortex.

The vortex breaks into two parts and gradually disperses.

Although Zhang Ling had not appeared in the mirror, his proud and arrogant voice came from it. "Ma Hou, you little face, hurry up..."

"I tell you, if you didn't hurry up and take me to a fun place to play, I will definitely sue you hard in front of the King of Hell..."

"Wow, horse face, come here quickly, this flower is so beautiful!" Zhang Ling exclaimed, and then there was a sound of footsteps, as if he was running towards something quickly.

Since the Heavenly Master Zhang Ling leaned over to the earth, the soul of this mortal Zhang Ling stayed in the underworld, and the underworld began to feel like it was unlucky. The King of Hell was high above him, so he was not afraid. With a wave of his hand, he let the cow head and horse face, and the black and white impermanence take Zhang Ling.

It is also necessary that Zhang Ling be happy. Now, the underworld is in chaos, and Niutao and Heibai Wuchang are only following Zhang Ling. Not long after, they all refuse and are unwilling to follow Zhang Ling.

Finally, it was Ma Ming's turn.

As soon as he saw the horse face, Zhang Ling shouted that the horse head was ugly and wanted the horse face to change to a good-looking appearance. But after the change, he immediately disliked the little face. If you dislike it, you should dislike it, but Zhang Ling seemed to have endless energy to make trouble.

Didn’t he run from this end of the underworld to the other end? Or he would ask the soul-catching messenger for a sickle and prepare to cut the flower on the other side. The reason was that there were leaves and there were no flowers, so Zhang Ling was unhappy.

This makes you feel bored and shouted that you can find a fun place. When you ran around, you saw a flowerbed with beautiful flowers on it, all colors, and very beautiful.

Zhang Ling immediately wanted to rush over and broke the flowers.

But seeing this, the horse face immediately flashed in front of Zhang Ling, struggling to stop him: "I said, aunt, please spare the young one! This is planted by Si's mother, commemorating the dozen lost brothers and sisters. If you move this flower, the young one will have to finish playing!"

Note: Si’s mother is in the underworld, and she is the honorable title of Queen Mother Houtu, and her meaning is the mother!

But Zhang Ling didn't know! He blinked his eyes, but kept leaning towards that side, not giving up at all: "Who is Mother Si?"

"Hey, why is there a mirror there?" Just as Zhang Ling was about to continue leaning over there, he also unexpectedly discovered that a mirror with a man high appeared not far from the flower bed.

The voice of the Heavenly Master Zhang Ling and the slow mirror came from the other side: "Zhang Ling, don't make a fuss. Si Mu is the creator of the underworld, and you must respect her!"

"Wow, it's Sister Tian!" Zhang Ling screamed when he heard this voice, and ran towards the mirror: "Sister Tian, ​​are you here to see me? By the way, why are you behind the mirror?"
Chapter completed!