Now, facing the "Mirror of the Inquiring Heart," Zhang Ling's heart sank.
Although what he said was generally without flaws, if these three dug to the bottom of things, he would not have an easy time.
Not to mention whether he could keep his gains this time, a single slip-up could expose his biggest secret.
"Young man, this Mirror of the Inquiring Heart is a magical treasure of the Immortal City, capable of discerning a cultivator's true words and detecting the demonic energy of the Otherworld Demons. Originally, this treasure would not be used on a junior like you, but this concerns my closest relative, so I can only trouble you a bit."
The blue-robed man said expressionlessly to Zhang Ling, who cursed the man's insidiousness in his heart. Could he say no now? Of course not.
Zhang Ling snorted inwardly, but his face still respectfully replied, "Yes, since the seniors have doubts, this junior will obey."
"Humph. I won't let you be inconvenienced for nothing. As long as what you say is true, I can decide to give you double the merit points for the information you provide."
The blue-robed man pointed at the hazy white mirror, and immediately, circles of white ripples rippled across it, looking like a mirror made of water.
"Hahaha, since Fellow Daoist Dongfang has said so, Zhang boy, you are in luck. Fellow Daoist Dongfang is an enforcement elder of the Immortal City, and his words will never be false. You can try it with peace of mind."
Han Yu laughed and said to Zhang Ling, acting as if he had gained a great advantage. Zhang Ling couldn't help but reveal a few smiles on his face.
"I will only ask you three questions. As long as they are all true, the double merit points I mentioned earlier will be given to you immediately."
"Yes, Senior, please begin."
Zhang Ling said to himself, here it comes. The blue-robed man then asked the first question.
"The first question, are you sure that Dongfang Ya really came out?"
"This junior confirms that Senior Dongfang and I both jumped into that small pool. As for whether Senior Dongfang really came out, after this junior came out, I never encountered her again."
Zhang Ling stood in front of the hazy white mirror, and a white light shone from the white mirror, landing on his body. He opened his mouth and said these words.
As soon as he said this, Zhang Ling realized it. He thought to himself that this treasure was indeed powerful. Fortunately, what he said had no loopholes, and the true situation was indeed like that.
The blue-robed man also breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and asked the second question with a much gentler expression.
"Did that mysterious old man and young man also come out?"
"This junior does not know."
"Good, the third question, do you have any understanding of that ancient land?"
"This junior only knows that the Longevity Hall is related to an ancient sect, the Ghost King Sect, and I don't know anything else."
After the three questions were asked, Zhang Ling also breathed a sigh of relief. Only the first question was related to Dongfang Ya. The remaining two were actually asking about the Longevity Hall.
It seems that the Longevity Hall is definitely not simple.
Then, the blue-robed man retracted the Mirror of the Inquiring Heart, asked for his identity token from Red Rock Mountain, and directly tapped it a few times.
Zhang Ling probed with his divine sense and found that there were six thousand more Immortal City merit points, which eased his depression a little.
Afterwards, the three high-level cultivators sat down and began to talk. At first, they still transmitted voices, but when they talked about words like Ghost King Sect, they used telepathy.
Zhang Ling stood aside, dumbfounded. The three of them talked for a full two quarters of an hour before they finished.
"Alright, boy, there's nothing for you here. You can go down. Remember, the affairs about the ancient land must not be spread."
"Yes, this junior understands."
Zhang Ling was overjoyed to hear this and cupped his hands to bid farewell. At the same time, the old man also stood up, cupped his hands to Han Yu and the blue-robed man, and also bid farewell.
"Two fellow Daoists, Lin bids farewell."
"Fellow Daoist Lin, won't you sit for a while longer?"
"Now that this kid's matter has been resolved, I am rushing to handle the original affairs."
The three exchanged a few pleasantries, and the old man turned to Zhang Ling and said, "Boy, let's go."
Zhang Ling was puzzled and followed the old man out of the pavilion.
He raised his hand and waved his hands, releasing a ball of spiritual power to wrap himself, and then the spiritual light on his body suddenly rose, wrapping towards Zhang Ling.
Zhang Ling frowned slightly, but did not dodge. With a flash of light and shadow, the old man turned into a startled rainbow and soared into the sky.
The spiritual light released by the old man was about two or three zhang in size, and Zhang Ling didn't know what to do for a while as he looked at the old man in front of him.
This old man seemed to know him.
"Boy, you have a good temperament. You are not afraid of the old man at all."
"Senior Lin's methods are beyond what this junior can dodge. There is not much difference between dodging and not dodging."
"Haha, good boy, but you should call me Uncle-Master Lin."
"Zhang Ling greets Uncle-Master Lin. I don't know Uncle-Master's name."
"Lin Wenshan."
These three words circled in Zhang Ling's mind, and he knew who this person was.
"So it's Uncle-Master Lin, thank you for your help before."
"What is there to thank? The old man is used to being lazy. If it weren't for the Otherworld Demons invading, I would still be staying in the sect enjoying myself."
The old man stroked the few strands of beard on his chin and yawned without any image.
Who is this old man surnamed Lin! Perhaps cultivators from other sects would not recognize him, but disciples of the Haoyuan Sect have all heard of this person's name.
Lin Wenshan is at the peak of the Golden Core middle stage, and is an elder of the Haoyuan Sect. Zhang Ling is now sincerely respectful and saluting to the old man.
"The old man originally didn't care about your matter at all, but do you remember the two spiritual herbs you handed over to the sect a few years ago?" The old man glanced at Zhang Ling.
"Could it be that Uncle-Master Lin is the master of Senior Brother Zhou Yuantong?"
"That's right, that kid is my third disciple. At that time, the two white velvet ginsengs you handed over fell into the old man's hands, and they were also refined into a good pill."
"It is also this junior's blessing that the two spiritual herbs could help Uncle-Master."
Zhang Ling really didn't expect that this person was Zhou Yuantong's master. No wonder he helped him speak before.
"You are the first batch of disciples to come to the Immortal City for reinforcements. There are not many people left now. Not long ago, the major sects sent out the second batch of cultivators, and the old man came here not long ago."
The old man casually said a few words about the current situation, and then took Zhang Ling to another place.
Not long after, they came to a small mountain underground. The Haoyuan Sect's flags were planted around this small mountain, and this was the Haoyuan Sect's temporary stronghold in the Immortal City.
Next to it were dozens of mountains of different sizes, which were also other garrisons.
The two directly landed in front of a cliff stone cave on the top of the mountain. A cultivator was already waiting here, and greeted them when they arrived.
Zhang Ling took a look, it was Zhou Yuantong.
"Master. Haha, I knew that Junior Brother Zhang was not an ordinary person."
"Alright, you arrange things for this kid." The old man glanced at Zhou Yuantong, and his figure flashed into the stone cave.
"Zhang Ling, thank you, Senior Brother Zhou." Zhang Ling cupped his hands to Zhou Yuantong. This Uncle-Master Lin was able to know his name, probably from Zhou Yuantong.
"A few hours ago, someone from the Immortal City came to inform us that a cultivator surnamed Zhang from the Haoyuan Sect had returned to the Immortal City, and I knew it was you, Junior Brother."
Zhou Yuantong carefully looked at Zhang Ling a few times and exclaimed in surprise; "Junior Brother has already reached the middle stage cultivator, you are really hiding your strength."
"This younger brother was a bit lucky and just broke through a few days ago."
"Lucky, this is not just lucky. I heard that Qingyue Tan and Red Rock Mountain were breached a month ago."
"Junior Brother is probably the only cultivator who survived that reinforcement. You have to tell Senior Brother about your experience."
"Senior Brother, this…"
"Let's go."
Zhou Yuantong asked about the previous situation all the way, and took him down the mountain.
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