One moment it was still a statue, motionless and lifeless, and the next moment it moved its neck and looked at Shen Hao with a half-smile.
"Clang!"
Without any explanation, the statue pulled out the long sword from its waist and stabbed Shen Hao slowly but quickly.
hide!
What I was thinking about was dodge, and I never thought that I could take this sword. Even though this sword seemed ordinary and unpowerful, this is the Sword Emperor Tomb, and the more ordinary things are, the more powerful they are. This cannot be taken lightly.
But wanting to hide was overthinking. From the moment it started, this sword brought forth a body-like restraining force, solidifying the air and solidifying the space. Shen Hao thought about "escape" in his mind, but his body didn't even have it. With little room for movement, he was pinned firmly in place, and he could only watch helplessly as the opponent's long sword stabbed him.
I used the soul power I just learned, and the effect was good, but not good. In just a moment, I was directly crushed by the opponent with the same soul power...
"Are you going to die?"
Shen Hao found that when he was about to die, he was extraordinarily calm and did not panic. He did not have that kind of unwillingness or reluctance. Only some regrets flashed through his heart.
Looking at the stabbing tip of the sword, Shen Hao suddenly felt that the world around him was spinning, and it was as if his soul had left his body, being pulled away and moved. After a lot of earth-shaking tossing, his eyes brightened, and then he was surrounded by beautiful mountains and clear waters.
He lowered his head and looked at himself. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, but he couldn't move or make a sound. It was like he was trapped in a prison where he could only look, but he couldn't move or speak.
In front of Shen Hao were several thatched houses. It was early in the morning, and there were many birds chirping around, full of life. Not long after, I saw a young man walking out of one of the thatched houses, followed by a middle-aged man.
"Sleep, sleep, sleep. You know how to sleep all day long. Why are you still so ignorant when you are fifteen?"
"Master, it's not my fault. You snored so loud last night that I couldn't fall asleep until half the night, otherwise I would have woken up long ago!"
After the young and old came out, they didn't seem to see Shen Hao, even though Shen Hao was standing less than ten feet away from them.
"Don't make excuses for me! Hurry up, show off your skills first, and let me see if you have improved these days."
"Look at it!"
The young man began to pick up a long sword that seemed to have no blade and dance it. It was obviously a set of swordsmanship postures. Every move looked similar. It was obvious that he had practiced hard and was already very proficient. A kind of smoothness that comes at your fingertips.
After finishing the posture, the middle-aged man nodded in approval: "Yes, you have finally mastered this set of Holy Spirit Sword Techniques."
"Really?! Hahaha! Really?"
"Yes."
"Hahaha! Great! Finally achieved it!"
The young man jumped up immediately after receiving the recognition, his excitement was palpable.
His master was also very happy. He folded his arms and laughed and said: "I have been practicing swordsmanship for ten years, and it is not easy to get into it today. It is not easy. Today you have reached the threshold of learning combat skills. Are you confident?"
Swordsmanship is the same as swordsmanship and boxing skills. At the monk level, it is divided into "posture" and "tactics" or "fighting methods". The former is the foundation, and the latter is the actual application. Knowing the posture but not the fighting method is just a show, and only learning the fighting method without practicing the posture will be full of flaws.
Shen Hao also practiced swordsmanship in this way. His "Split Light Slash" is also divided into postures and fighting methods.
But after watching this for a while, Shen Hao made some discoveries in his heart. The middle-aged man was unfamiliar to him, but the young man gave him a sense of familiarity.
It seems... very similar to the statue outside?
What follows is a transmission that should be very private. One person teaches and the other learns. The big one and the small one are passing on the most essential "Tao" of the world of cultivation. It's just that they didn't know that there was an extra Shen Hao "watching" on the side.
Swordsmanship that takes ten years to master is naturally not simple, but everything the middle-aged man said next seemed to have been erased. Shen Hao's eyes were blurred. Not only could he not hear the sound of the other party, but he could also I couldn't tell the shape of his mouth. It seemed like he was not prepared to let Shen Hao know what he was going to teach.
After an unknown amount of time, the young man seemed to grasp the key point, and began to incorporate what he had learned into the swordsmanship stance that he was already familiar with.
Then the sword moved with him, and the whole person turned into a ball of sword light, finally completing a move.
"Jianyi!"
When the young man struck his last sword here, he happened to be in front of Shen Hao, and the sword hit Shen Hao's forehead directly.
He couldn't hide, he could only watch the tip of the sword thrust towards him. Shen Hao had only experienced this feeling once not long ago. He only had time to curse in his heart, and then his vision blurred again, just like the previous earth-shaking, soul-separating, tossing. I don't know how long it took, but when Shen Hao opened his eyes again, he realized that he was standing there with a torch in his hand.
There was no thatched hut, no sword tip, and no statue that came over. Everything seemed to be back to where it started.
"What...what is this?!"
Shen Hao carefully looked at the motionless statue in front of him. It was still in its original appearance. It was impossible to tell that this thing had been alive not long ago.
Shen Hao carefully distinguished the torch in his hand. Based on the burning degree of the torch, he estimated that the strange experience he just had was actually less than one stick of incense.
It can't be an hallucination. There should be some kind of soul mapping method to put a memory directly into the mind and experience the memory immersively.
But why do you do this?
All of this can be explained as the "mechanism" of the Sword Emperor Tomb, but why? Just look at this memory? Could it be that Sword Emperor Feng Bubai likes to share happiness with others? Isn’t this nonsense!
But what's the purpose of doing this?
Shen Hao fell into thinking habitually. After a while, he suddenly turned around and looked at the still closed stone door behind him. He muttered: "Could this be another test?"
Combined with the various strange settings of the Sword Emperor Tomb, Shen Hao felt that there was a high possibility that the scene just now was also a test.
Don't you want to come in? Then pass the test!
Is that what you mean?
What can be tested?
Shen Hao really wants to leave, and you don't want to waste too much time here. But just as he was about to leave, his chest began to tingle, and the feeling of hunger swept over him again, and it was so violent that he could only resist it with all his strength.
"Okay, okay! I understand! Can you just calm down!"
There is no other way but to continue to guess at the content of the test here. If combined with the scenes when the Sword Emperor's Tomb was first opened, Shen Hao can conclude that the Sword Emperor's Tomb is indeed the place where the Sword Emperor looks for his successor, and is not just a tomb.
For example, the Cloud Sword Domain tests the strength of a person's soul, the Grave Beast tests the strength and cultivation, and the corridor after entering the tomb tests the understanding. So what are the tests for these stone houses?
