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The moment before it was still a statue, motionless and lifeless, but the next moment he moved his neck and looked at Shen Hao with a smile.

"Clang!"

Involuntarily speaking, the statue drew out the long sword around its waist and stabbed towards Shen Hao as if slowly but quickly.

hide!

What I was thinking about was dodge, and I never thought that I could take this sword. Even though the sword seemed insipid and without power at all, but here is the Tomb of the Sword Emperor. The more insipid things, the more insipid things are. Can't be taken lightly.

But wanting to hide is also thinking too much. This sword has brought a physical imprisoning force from the beginning, solidified the air and solidified the space, making Shen Hao think of "dodge" in his mind, but the body has no body at all. The space for the slightest movement was firmly held in place, and he could only watch the opponent's long sword stabbing.

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Using the spirit power learned just now, the effect was good, but not good, it was crushed directly by the opponent with the same spirit power in just an instant...

"Are you going to die?"

Shen Hao found that he was very calm when he died, and he didn't panic. There was no such unwillingness and reluctance. Only some regrets flashed in his heart.

Looking at the pierced sword tip, Shen Hao suddenly felt the surrounding sky spinning, and he was like a soul leaving his body, being pulled away, moved, and his eyes were bright after the earth-shaking toss, and then he was placed in the middle of a beautiful landscape.

He looked down at himself, nothing unusual, but he wanted to move his position or make a sound, but he couldn't. It was like being drawn into a prison, he could only watch, but couldn't move and couldn't speak.

In front of Shen Hao were a few thatched huts. It was early in the morning, and there were a lot of birds singing around, chattering full of vitality. Not long after, I saw a young man walking out of one of the thatched huts, followed by a middle-aged man.

"Sleep, sleep, sleep all day long, why are you so naive after fifteen?"

"Master, I'm not to blame. You snore so loudly last night that I didn't fall asleep until midnight after the noise, otherwise I would wake up early!"

The big and the small did not seem to see Shen Hao after they came out, even though Shen Hao was standing directly opposite them less than ten feet away.

"Don't make excuses for me! Hurry up, let me see if you are diligent these days."

"Look at it!"

The young man began to pick up a long sword that didn't seem to have an open front and danced. It was obviously a set of swordsmanship posture. It was obvious that he had practiced hard, and he was already very proficient. A kind of smoothness at your fingertips.

After the posture, the middle-aged man nodded his head and approved: "Yes, this set of holy spirit swordsmanship finally makes your way into the room."

"Really?! Hahaha! Really?"

"Yes it is."

"Hahaha! Great! It's finally reached!"

The young man jumped up immediately after being recognized, and his excitement was beyond words.

His master was also very happy. He hugged his arms and smiled and said: "Ten years of sword training, it is not easy to get in until today. Today you have reached the threshold of learning warfare, are you confident?"

Swordsmanship is the same as swordsmanship and kung fu, at the monk level, it is divided into "posture" and "tactics" or "tactics". The former is the foundation, and the latter is the practical application. It will only posture but not play, which will be ostentatious, and if you only learn to play but not practice posture, it will be full of flaws.

Shen Hao practiced the knife in the same way. His "Splitting Light" also divides the posture and style of play.

But after watching this for a while, Shen Hao found something in his heart. The middle-aged man was face-to-face, but the young man gave him a touch of familiarity.

It seems...like the statue outside?

And then there was an inheritance that was supposed to be very private, teaching one by one, one by one, and the primary and secondary students were passing on the most essential "Tao" of the realm of cultivation. It's just that they didn't know that there was another Shen Hao "watching" on the side.

The swordsmanship that takes ten years to get to the bottom is naturally not easy, but everything that the middle-aged man said afterwards seemed to have been erased, and Shen Hao's eyes were blurred, and not only could he not hear the voice of the opponent. He couldn't tell the shape of his mouth, it seemed that this was something that Shen Hao didn't intend to teach.

I don't know how long it took, the boy seemed to have grasped the point, and began to integrate what he had learned into the swordsmanship that he was already familiar with.

Then the sword moved with him, and the whole person turned into a ball of sword light, and finally achieved a move.

"Sword One!"

When the young man made his last sword here, he happened to be in front of Shen Hao, and that sword came straight to Shen Hao's forehead.

I can’t hide, I can only look at the sharp thorns of the sword. Shen Hao only experienced this feeling not long ago. He only had time to curse in his heart, and then his vision became blurred again, just like the earth-shaking, soul-stucking before, and tossing. It didn't take long before Shen Hao opened his eyes again to find that he was standing in place, holding a torch in his hand.

There is no thatched hut, no sword tip, and no statues that bully you, everything seems to be back to the original point.

"This...what is it?!"

Shen Hao cautiously glanced at the statue standing still in front of it. It was still the way it was at the beginning, and he couldn't tell that this thing had come alive not long ago.

Shen Hao carefully distinguished the torch in his hand. According to the burning degree of the torch, he estimated that the strange experience he had just now was actually less than a stick of incense.

It can't be an illusion. It should be some kind of astral mapping method to throw a piece of memory directly into your mind and feel this memory immersively.

But why is this done?

All of this can be explained as the "organ" of the Sword Emperor Tomb, but why? Just look at such a memory? Is it because the Sword Emperor Feng unbeaten likes to share happiness with others? Isn't this nonsense!

But what is the purpose of doing this?

Shen Hao habitually fell into thinking. After a while, he suddenly turned around and looked at the Shimen that was still closed behind him. Muttered: "Could this be another test?"

Combining the various wonderful settings of the Sword Emperor Tomb ~lightnovelpub.net~Shen Hao thinks that the scene just now is also a test.

Don't you want to come in? Then pass the test!

Does that mean?

What can be tested?

Shen Hao wanted to leave, you don't want to waste too much time here. But as soon as he wanted to leave, his chest began to tingle, and the hunger pangs over again, and it was so violent that he could only resist it with all his strength.

"It's all right! I know! You can't do it in peace!"

There is no way but to continue to guess the content of the test here. If combined with the scenes when the Sword Emperor Tomb was opened, Shen Hao can conclude that the Sword Emperor Tomb is indeed the place where the Sword Emperor looks for successors, not just a tomb.

For example, the cloud sword domain tests the strength of the human soul, the strength and cultivation level of the tomb beasts when they are tested, the corridor after entering the tomb is the test of comprehension. So what do these stone houses test?