Mu Bei and Hei Qilin stepped into the ancient tomb.
The corpse oil lamp was burning, and the light inside the tomb was dim, with wisps of faint blue.
Daba! Daba!
Walking in the tomb passage, the sound of footsteps echoed.
Mu Bei walked forward along the tomb passage without encountering any obstacles, and soon came to a stone chamber.
You can see that the stone door of the stone chamber is full of sword marks, regular and sharp, surrounded by a mysterious and profound sword intention.
Mu Bei stared at the stone door: "The tomb master's room?"
Black Qilin nodded: "Probably."
Everyone and the beasts showed some weirdness. When they first entered this ancient tomb, they encountered such a terrifying real illusion. But after that, they walked all the way to the main room of the tomb without encountering any obstacles.
strangeness!
However, Mu Bei didn't think much about it and looked at the sword marks on the stone door. These sword marks were extraordinary and stimulated him to learn the sword.
At this time, the sword marks on the stone door suddenly glowed, and a figure gathered together.
An old man.
The old man was wearing a mysterious robe, and his eyes were weathered, but his eyes were extremely sharp.
Sword intent!
In this Xuanpao old man, Mu Bei felt the extremely powerful sword intent!
Just feeling this kind of sword intent sent chills all over his body.
Extremely scary!
As for this old man, he could feel that he was not an entity, but just a remnant soul.
The sword intent carried by a remnant soul is so terrifying. How tyrannical must it have been when it was at its peak? !
Appalling!
"Boy, be careful, this old guy is very strong!"
Black Qilin said in a voice message.
Mu Bei nodded.
Feel it naturally.
At this time, the old man in black robe said: "No need to be alert, I left the cemetery scroll, just waiting for the qualified person to inherit the mantle."
Mu Bei was startled.
I see!
No wonder Tao Yuan had a record of the detailed location of the ancient tomb in his hand. It turned out that the owner of the tomb had made it and passed it on before he passed away.
At that moment, he bowed and saluted: "I have met my senior."
The old man in black robe glanced at the black unicorn, looked at him and said: "The real illusion behind the tomb door is the first test. Did you break it?"
Mu Bei was startled, that illusion was actually a test?
However, think about it, since the old man in black robe is waiting for qualified people to inherit the mantle, it is normal for him to be tested.
"yes."
he replied.
The old man in black robe nodded: "This is the second test. It is still an illusion, a third level illusion. If you can pass it, the things I left in the stone chamber will be yours."
"Excuse me, senior, what is in the stone chamber?"
Mu Bei asked subconsciously.
"you guess."
The old man said.
Mu Bei: "..."
"You need to be tested. If you don't want to be tested, you can leave on your own."
The old man in black robe said.
Mu Bei did not hesitate and nodded.
Now that we have come here, how can we come back empty-handed.
The black unicorn flew out from Mu Bei's shoulder. The old man in black robe flicked his sleeves, and a ray of light enveloped Mu Bei.
Suddenly, Mu Bei found himself in a deserted forest, with a group of ferocious beasts rushing towards him, their faces ferocious.
At that moment, he drew his sword and struck.
puff!
The leading ferocious beast was directly cut into two pieces by him, blood spattered, and the screams of the ferocious beast could even be heard.
Extremely real!
There is no trace of an illusion at all.
Roar!
The roar of the beast shook the sky, and more ferocious beasts rushed closer, from all directions.
He swung his sword and slashed horizontally.
Now that the old man in black robe has made it clear that this test is an illusion, it cannot be broken by cutting off the perception.
If that's the case, what's the point of this test?
Now, he didn't know what ingenious means he could use to break this illusion, so he decided to use the simplest, most direct and brutal method... to kill all the ferocious beasts in this illusion.
Kill them all, and this illusion will naturally be shattered.
Puff puff!
Blood and water splashed everywhere, and groups of ferocious beasts were chopped into pieces by him.
Facing this group of ferocious beasts, he took a simple step, but his figure was extremely elegant, avoiding the attack of each ferocious beast.
At the same time, he swung the sword in his hand. Every time he swung the sword, a ferocious beast died tragically and fell in a pool of blood.
In the illusionary sky, the old man in black robe looked at Mu Bei, with surprise in his eyes: "It's beyond expectations."
Mu Bei's cultivation level was in the Star Realm, so he arranged the illusion according to Mu Bei's realm. The ferocious beasts in the illusion were all Star First Realm, but he did not expect that Mu Bei's combat power was so strong that he could kill these Star First Realm. The ferocious beast turned out to be as easy as chopping vegetables.
Keng!
The scream of the sword was harsh and echoed in this illusion.
Soon after, the fantasy realm became quiet, and more than 5,000 ferocious beasts fell in a pool of blood.
"Using force to overcome skill is not bad."
Xuanpao old man
road.
Mu Bei clasped his fists and said, "Senior, you are so complimentary."
The old man in Xuanpao said nothing more. The next moment, the scene in front of Mu Bei suddenly changed, and he appeared in a room.
A middle-aged man and a beautiful middle-aged woman were standing in the room. The man had a tough face, and the beautiful woman was quiet and beautiful, looking at him with a smile.
Mu Bei was suddenly startled, his body began to tremble involuntarily, and his voice trembled: "Father! Mother!"
How could we forget that it was these two people who took him back to the Mufu as a baby and raised him to adulthood despite the objections of everyone in the Mufu.
Father Mu Changqing.
Mother Xuan Qingyi.
He walked forward.
At this moment, the smiles on the faces of the man and the beautiful woman disappeared, a knife appeared in their hands, and they walked towards him with fierce faces.
Mu Bei stopped and watched as the man and the beautiful woman came over and stabbed his body with the sharp knife in their hands.
Suddenly, the blood gurgled like a flood that burst a dam.
The sword in his hand fell to the ground. He stretched out his hands, one on the left and the other on the right, hugging the man and the beautiful woman tightly: "Dad, mother."
He knew that the two people in front of him were an illusion. He knew very well that they were fake. He knew that if he killed them, the illusion would be broken.
But how to do it?
These are his father and mother!
"Father, mother, my child has grown up and has won the first place in the seven cities. He is now very strong. No one of the same generation that my child has met is my opponent. Even many of the older generation are not my opponent. My child did not disappoint you."
He choked up and his tears kept falling. Even though he knew they were fake, he still couldn't help but talk to them.
It has been many years since his father and mother passed away. Over the years, he has always wanted to hug them like this, so much, so much.
The sharp blade inserted into his body suddenly turned into light and disappeared, the blood stopped, and smiles appeared on the faces of the man and woman again.
The two of them reached out their hands at the same time and hugged Mu Bei tightly. Then, their bodies turned into particles of light and disappeared.
"This last scene is my gift to you."
The figure of the old man in black robe appeared in the house.
Mu Bei looked at the old man in Xuanpao and bowed deeply: "Thank you, senior!"
Although it was a fantasy, he was very grateful to be able to see his father and mother again, hug them, and be hugged by them in such a real way.
"You have a good heart and deserve it."
"Just now, if you kill them with your sword, you can indeed break this illusion, but you will definitely not get the inheritance from me. Although this is an illusion, it can also reveal a person's deepest character. A person who can wield his sword towards a loving father and mother Those who wield swords are not worthy of my inheritance!”
"As a swordsman, I am sharp only for enemies, not for relatives!"
The old man in black robe said.
