The white-haired old man let out a long sigh and said with empty eyes: "I lose, you can get this inheritance."
He is like a soulless puppet. As long as someone can defeat him, they can get a reward.
After saying that, a ball of light emerged from the white-haired old man's fingertips and touched Lu Yu's eyebrows.
Suddenly, memories flooded into Lu Yu's mind.
This is an extremely mysterious formation. If placed outside, it would be enough to become an undisclosed secret of the Holy Land.
But there was no joy in Lu Yu's expression. Instead, he looked at the white-haired old man strangely.
"Practice hard, I hope you won't waste this inheritance." The white-haired old man said calmly.
After saying that, a thick fog continued to cover the surrounding area.
It was as if he was trying to drive Lu Yu away.
The figure of the white-haired old man gradually became distant and blurred in the white mist.
Lu Yu looked at all this and suddenly said: "Zhuang Siwei, why did you come here?"
Lu Yu's clear voice echoed throughout the valley.
The thick fog that originally enveloped the place suddenly stopped at this moment, and then completely dispersed.
The figure of the white-haired old man appeared again. He stared at Lu Yu: "Who are you!"
Lu Yu looked at the white-haired old man and sighed after a long time: "I didn't expect you to die as soon as we said goodbye to Luoyuepo. Who killed you?"
After hearing Lu Yu's words, the white-haired old man's always calm face finally showed an expression of disbelief.
He murmured: "Impossible, haven't you been..."
"I was not killed by Zhao Tianyin. On the contrary, he was devoured by me." Lu Yu directly displayed his magic form.
The phantom of Hades holds a magic weapon and stands behind Lu Yu, looking majestic and solemn, making people shudder.
Seeing the shadow of Hades, the white-haired old man finally said in a trembling voice: "Master Netherworld, it turns out you are not dead!"
The white-haired old man in front of him was clearly an acquaintance of Lu Yu from his previous life.
This person's name is Zhuang Siwei, and his Taoist name is Beiming.
Back then, before Lu Yu became a Dao Lord, he once explored a secret realm with a group of monks.
Unexpectedly, the secret realm was full of dangers, and in the end only Lu Yu and Zhuang Siwei survived by luck.
Later, the two of them said goodbye, and Lu Yu went to the Netherworld, where he eventually became a Taoist Lord, and the two never saw each other again.
When Lu Yu first heard the name of Patriarch Beiming, he thought it was the same name because there were too many things with the same name.
After seeing the white-haired old man, Lu Yu recognized that this was the Beiming ancestor he had known before.
"Farewell."
Ancestor Beiming suddenly began to tremble violently all over, turned around and prepared to escape.
Lu Yu stopped him: "Don't leave, I'm not going to kill you."
"Are you sure? My inheritance is nothing to you. You are a majestic Netherworld Taoist. Even Emperor Taigan is no match for you. Whatever you want to do when you come back this time, you can do it. I
I haven’t offended you, but please don’t blame me.”
Ancestor Beiming suddenly thought of something again and said quickly: "Don't worry, I can swear an oath that I will never leak any information about you."
Hearing this, Lu Yu couldn't help but smile helplessly.
After so many years, the character of Beiming Patriarch has not changed at all.
Lu Yu escaped from that secret realm by relying on his strength, but the ancestor of Beiming was as timid as a mouse and did not dare to touch any treasures along the way. Instead, he came out safe and sound.