When Zhong Zihao stepped out of the quiet room, Hua Xuwu and Luo Wuhen, who were injured by the barrier, had not yet fully recovered, so they couldn't wait to ask.
“Of course it’s rewarding!”
This answer made the two of them happy, but they suddenly noticed that the other person's face was very solemn.
"What's going on?"
Luo Wuhen seemed more steady and immediately became concerned about other issues.
"Sit down and speak slowly!"
Seeing that the two of them were weak, Zhong Zihao nodded slightly worriedly.
As he began to explain, the venue was quickly enveloped in a heavy atmosphere. It was not until half an hour passed that the three of them took a breath at the same time.
"So, there are secrets about the fall of these two Heavenly Emperors and Demon Ancestors that we don't know about." Hua Xingwu's face looked a little ugly.
He didn't care what happened to the two Heavenly Emperors, but he knew that the matter of the Demon Ancestor was inextricably linked to the brother in front of him. Many times, it wasn't just that he could get his wish if he wanted to stay out of it. There were too many choices in life.
How helpless.
"What Senior Lin mentioned is probably a behemoth lurking in the Jiutian World. There must be an ulterior motive behind it."
Luo Wuhen noticed this, and even though he tried his best to hide it, the shock and deep disbelief in his voice could still be heard.
"Let's not think too much about it for the time being. We probably won't be qualified to know until our cultivation reaches the peak of the Nine Heavens World." Zhong Zihao comforted him instead.
He was also a little helpless. Maybe Fu and Xiu both knew something about this matter.
It's just that the beast is refusing to speak, and trying to find out the secret from Fu is probably even more impossible except for absolute force.
Several people were silent for a while before Zhong Zihao changed the subject and said: "There are two gains, the martial arts inheritance of the previous Emperor of Nothingness and the magic weapons, which are exactly the same for you."
However, when he said these words, the two people sitting opposite him did not react. Instead, they looked at him with puzzled expressions.
"Don't look at me like this. The seemingly extremely powerful inheritance and magical weapons don't mean much to me."
How could Zhong Zihao not understand what they were thinking, and explained: "You also know that although I also practice space power, I am not majoring in it. As for divine weapons, there is nothing more suitable for me than the Black Flame Demonic Sword."
Hearing what he said, the two people's expressions softened slightly, but they were unwilling to accept it: "So, your trip to the imperial mausoleum in a narrow escape, except to rescue us two useless things, is equivalent to a wasted trip?
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"Isn't rescuing you two the biggest reward? Think about it from another perspective, if something happens to me, will you just sit back and ignore it?"
Zhong Zihao made a joke to lighten the atmosphere a little, and said seriously: "I have learned nothing. In addition to being able to advance to the level of the God-Slaying Sword this time, Senior Lin's insights will also be of great help to my cultivation."
This sentence is not that he is being modest, but it is the truth.
Even in the eyes of many people, the insights and insights of seniors are a thousand times better than the secret techniques of martial arts. After all, the most fundamental thing in martial arts is people. No matter how good other aspects are, they are only complete resources and a good environment.
Luo Wuhen and Hua Xuwu both understood these principles and would not compromise easily. It was not until Zhong Zihao persuaded them with sincerity and persuasion for a long time that they reluctantly agreed.
The most important thing is his words: "If you feel guilty, you should seize the opportunity to improve your cultivation and help me and Xuantian Realm more in the future!"
"good!"
The two men's eyes sparkled, wishing they could achieve great martial arts skills immediately and lead the Xuantian Realm to dominate the world, just like the Yuntian Continent back then.
"Without further delay, let's start now and open up the sea of soul consciousness!"
Zhong Zihao never procrastinates in doing things. Once he decides, he will complete it as soon as possible.
What's more, after finally persuading the two brothers to accept the Emperor's inheritance, if they regret it later, wouldn't all his efforts be in vain?
"We're ready, let's get started."
The two of them did not hesitate, not even the slightest hesitation.
The sea of soul consciousness is the foundation of a warrior, and it contains all the secrets of a warrior. If he is not a completely trustworthy person, no one would dare to open it to others, let alone such a complete opening.
Except for a few brothers of life and death who could make them have no reservations about this situation like the picturesque void Luo Wuhen, it is estimated that no other case could be found in the entire Jiutian World.
Immediately afterwards, Zhong Zihao carefully explored his soul power and slowly conveyed Lin Haotian's life insights to the two of them in a trickle.
He didn't dare to take the whole process lightly, and he didn't dare to rush into it like he did when he passed on the colored balls in the quiet room before.
It can be said that this process was even more difficult for him than accepting the inheritance. Several hours passed, and after the three of them completed all this, they were all exhausted and fell to the ground to sleep.
Two days later, the soul power of the three people who had woken up had returned to its peak state, and Zhong Zihao took out the colorful ball and curved blade.
"Now that all three of us have learned about senior Lin's martial arts, now you have to make a choice: there is still a trace of senior Lin's residual aura in this colorful ball. Whoever owns it will get twice the result with half the effort in understanding the power of space."
"And this curved-blade artifact is Senior Lin's natal divine weapon. Using it to exert space power, it will be invincible. However, I have found out that the spirit of the artifact inside has long been damaged and no longer exists."
"Now, you two choose one of yourselves!"
After Zhong Zihao finished speaking, he said no more. No matter how they chose, he would not interfere in any way. And he believed that the two brothers in front of him would be able to handle this matter well.
"I'll take the magic weapon and leave the colored balls to Brother Luo!"
Hua Wuwu spoke first, then "grabbed" the curved blade in his hand, turned around and left.
"Brother Hua, you..."
Luo Wuhen was slightly shocked and immediately became speechless.
How could he not understand that the other party wanted the best for himself?
Compared with the value of the colorful ball, the effectiveness of the curved blade has been greatly reduced. Even though it is still a magic weapon, it can also help the evolution of the Zhangtian Ruler for painting nothingness.
However, only those who own the colored balls can be considered as fully accepting Lin Haotian's inheritance.
"Stop dawdling, cultivating space power to the peak can be regarded as fulfilling the wish of senior Kong Ling." Zhong Zihao sighed, and the choice of the two was also what he expected.
"Okay!" Luo Wuhen replied solemnly.
In his opinion, this promise is not only a wish for his master Kongling Patriarch, but also for the two brothers in front of him.
It is a heavy responsibility!
"Alright, you two haven't recovered from your injuries yet. Please nurse yourself back to health quickly. We are also going to prepare to go back. Liang Bianyun and the others who are waiting in Xuantian Realm must be looking forward to it."
Zhong Zihao patted Luo Wuhen on the shoulder and comforted him.
More than ten days passed by in a hurry, and the three of them once again came to the place where the God-Slaying Sword was promoted, with a look of astonishment on their faces at the same time.