Although he was disgusted, Yang Ming now had no time to separate himself.
Even if he devotes a little energy to deal with Chen Muyu, he will immediately collapse and fall.
"Why don't you speak? Weren't you very talkative just now?"
Chen Muyu's voice came again.
Yang Ming gritted his teeth tightly and tried hard not to be affected by Chen Muyu.
Chen Muyu had had his fill of talking and found it uninteresting, so he didn't say much at the moment and turned around to do business.
On top of the high platform is a small square. In the middle of the square, there are about a dozen pillars.
The pillars formed a circle, and in the middle of the circle, there was a pool of water.
The water in the pool is extremely calm. I don't know how long it has been there. It is pitch black and looks very turbid.
Chen Muyu came to the edge of the pool and first looked at the dozen or so pillars.
The stone pillar, but I don’t know what it is made of, has some runes engraved on it.
The runes are simple and obscure.
Chen Muyu couldn't understand it, he just felt it was very profound.
He is not a rune master, so it is normal that he cannot understand it.
The top of each pillar is inlaid with a shiny stone.
The moment Chen Muyu came to the edge of the pool, he seemed to have touched some kind of mechanism. Energy visible to the naked eye poured into the stone pillars, and under the catalysis of the runes, merged into the stone on the top of the pillars.
A dozen stones immediately released a dazzling light, and then shot directly into the pool.
The water in the pool started to boil immediately like a pot of hot oil.
The water surface became extremely turbid.
Then a ball of black water flew out of the water and quickly transformed into a young woman wearing a tight black robe.
"Who is trespassing on forbidden territory?"
The woman's attitude was somewhat formulaic, her eyes lightly swept over Chen Muyu's face,
All Chen Muyu could feel was indifference.
Slightly sluggish, Chen Muyu came to his senses after a moment.
"Fellow Taoist, I am Chen Muyu..."
Immediately, Chen Muyu raised his hand to the woman and told her his name and purpose of visit.
It is nothing more than coming to receive the legacy of Holy Lord Tianhong.
The woman looked at Chen Muyu, and for some reason, Chen Muyu felt a hint of offense from the woman's eyes.
Feeling the other party's rejection, Chen Muyu hurriedly took out the Tianhong Seal and presented it to the woman, "This is the Tianhong Seal, please have a look at it, fellow Taoist."
The woman glanced at Tian Hongyin and put away her slightly contemptuous and hostile gaze.
"Wait!"
The woman faintly uttered two words, and immediately retracted into the pool.
"This must be my first time seeing her, why does she look at me like that?" Chen Muyu was quite puzzled.
Hongmeng Spear Spirit said, "Is it possible that she is not looking at you, but at me?"
"oh?"
Chen Muyu's eyes moved slightly and he lowered his head to look at the Hongmeng gun in his hand, "Do you know each other?"
"Ah."
Hongmeng Spear Spirit chuckled lightly, "Her name is Biyou, a disciple of Tianhong. However, what you saw is just a trace of the remnant soul, and her strength is around Seven Stars."
oh?
When Chen Muyu heard this, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, "Seven stars are perfect? Just a trace of a residual soul?"
Hongmeng Qianling said, "In that era, strong men emerged in large numbers. There were countless seven-star perfections everywhere, not to mention walking all over the place. It's not surprising. This woman's true form, when she was at her peak, had the strength of the eight-star realm."
"So, her true self..."
"Perhaps, it has already fallen."
Speaking of this, Hongmeng Spear Spirit sighed, "Not even Holy Master Tianhong can escape the five declines of heaven and man, let alone her..."
"Have you had any conflicts with her?" Chen Muyu asked curiously.
"hehe."
The Spear Spirit chuckled lightly, "I'm just a Weapon Spirit, so I can't have any conflict with her. It's just that when Tianhong gave me to his disciple, I chose her senior brother Yun Ya instead of her.
Is she feeling a little uncomfortable?"
"Oh? Why didn't you choose her?"
"How can I follow a woman who is so powerful?"
"Ah."
Chen Muyu shook his head and said nothing more. This gun spirit is a straight man.
At this moment, the pool water surged ahead, and after a moment, the woman appeared on the pool water again.
In front of the woman, three golden boxes floated.
The box is about the size of a mahjong box. It is gilded, covered with obscure patterns, and sparkles with dazzling light.
Chen Muyu couldn't help but his eyes lit up. Could this be the so-called Tianhong inheritance?
Before Chen Muyu could speak, the woman spoke first, "There are three treasure boxes here. You can choose one of them to take away!"
Um?
Hearing this, Chen Muyu couldn't help but be stunned.
What's going on? I'm here to get the inheritance. How can I change the lottery?
"Can you only choose one?"
After being stunned for a moment, Chen Muyu asked.
The woman nodded, "You can only choose one."
Chen Muyu frowned, "Then, can you open it and take a look? Or, fellow Taoist, tell me what's in these three boxes?"
"Can't."
The woman refused very simply, "Choose, and leave as soon as possible after choosing, don't waste my time."
Chen Muyu couldn't help but touch his forehead, a wry smile flashed across his eyes.
What is this?
I don’t know if there is an empty box inside. If you are unlucky and choose a bad one, wouldn’t it be in vain?
The key is, Yang Ming is still behind.
When that guy comes up, will this woman also let him choose?
If that's the case, then what's the point of arguing with Yang Ming?
Chen Muyu took a deep breath, looked at the three boxes, and pulled out the system to scan.
But unfortunately, there was a force on the box that completely blocked his exploration.
Not to mention that the system cannot scan the information, not even spiritual thoughts can penetrate it.
In other words, it can only depend on luck.
"Fellow Taoist, what should I say?" Chen Muyu couldn't make a decision for a moment, so he immediately asked about the Hongmeng Spear Spirit.
The gun spirit sighed helplessly, "It's useless to ask me, I can't help you. Just choose one. If you are truly blessed, it should be yours and it will always be yours."
It makes sense, but it doesn't seem to say anything.
Chen Muyu was helpless and glanced at the three boxes again.
Point your troops and generals, and whoever you point will be the one you point to.
If you bet on luck, just bet on luck. Don't care about the gains and losses. Chen Muyu muttered a few words in his heart and directly reached out and grabbed the first box on his left hand.
The box immediately dimmed.
Chen Muyu couldn't wait to open the box, but saw that the box fit perfectly, and he couldn't start.
The woman said, "There are restrictions here. After you leave, the box will naturally be opened."
Chen Muyu saw that her expression remained unchanged, as if someone owed her hundreds of taels of silver. At that moment, Chen Muyu couldn't help but wonder if he had chosen the wrong box.
