"Others need fire to make elixirs, but Jiang Li needs life to make elixirs——
The blasted furnace lid always hit the dragon clan brother's back scale. "
Jiang Li finally discovered when he blew up the furnace for the thirteenth time.
The broken pill furnace cover she picked up actually contained fragments of the life mirror of the Goddess of Ming three hundred years ago. If you look closely, you can detect the traces of the mirror pattern.
As the mirror pattern circulates, Qing Jun's tall figure is vaguely reflected. The cinnabar between the man's eyebrows is like blood. He curls up in the cold pool on the first night of every month, immersing the pain in his heart into the biting ice spring, with the shadow of a dragon looming under his body.
Until one day, the furnace lid flipped over and hit Chi Xiancang, the top disciple of the Zhongtian Yan Sect.
The dragon's vertical pupils were gilded and scorching, and when the scales on the side of her neck touched the golden pattern on her palm, a warm and soft dragon tail formed and wrapped around her ankles.
Only then did Jiang Li realize -
Every dragon scale scar she saw was the punishment he had suffered for her;
The Jiuyou Ice Soul he drank was originally to suppress the missing soul in her reincarnation.
"If the mirror cracks an inch, it will hurt you a little."
Chi Xancang crushed the poisonous star sand insect, and the dragon's tail trapped her into the softest part of the scale:
"Back then, your broken mirror changed my life, but now I want spring to grow from this crack."
But when the mirror patterns are put together, the truth revealed is breathtaking:
She sacrificed the sacred bones to give him a new life, but he smashed the thunder and severed his horns to gouge out his heart for her;
The so-called gentle and jade-like Master was feeding her broken soul from her previous life with star sand...
Purpose: Use the mirror fire as a guide to find yourself in destiny; keep the original intention in the fetters and inherit the covenant of the previous life; break the fog of conspiracy; keep the right path with the glimmer of light. Young people grow up side by side, and with a sincere heart, seek the truth and protect the common people.