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Chapter 62 Wang Mu's magic weapon(2/2)

"I hope that when you go up there, you won't be afraid and face the depths of your heart."

Su Yu felt that Wang Mu's assessment was a bit strange.

Normally, only people who are on the path of seeking the Tao will experience illusions.

Others cannot see or feel it.

Unless it is the masters from the peak seats who are in charge of reviewing in the main hall at this moment.

There is a formation in the main hall that is connected to the Dao-seeking rope, and everything on the Dao-seeking rope can be observed.

On their side, they can only judge the general experience of the other party through the situation of the examiner.

Not only can't I see any illusions, I can't feel them either...

and…

"The aura of the illusion... seems to be that of Elder Yan..." Su Yu thought to himself.

He has a bold idea.

——

In the main hall.

The senior leaders of the Yipole Sword Sect fell silent.

The reason for silence is because they understood something.

"Well... Elder Yan took action just now, right?" The fat old man muttered, "Why did she take action on her own to test a mortal?"

"That aura is so lifelike, it's definitely not just an illusion... Could it be that Elder Yan suspects that there is something wrong with this person?" The middle-aged man at the head pondered, "It stands to reason, it makes no sense... Elder Yan's behavior is really incredible."

"This man is a villager from Anle Village at the foot of Guyun Mountain. Three years ago, he picked up Elder Yan in Yunlai River who failed to survive the tribulation and died." The beautiful woman pondered, "For this person, Elder Yan is such a great person.

Sword Immortal, one breath is enough to destroy his soul, so Elder Yan should be the most powerful person he has ever seen in his life, so it is understandable that he is most afraid of Elder Yan."

"I didn't expect that Elder Yan would test him personally. I think he might think highly of this person."

After several people talked about it, they all thought it made sense.

But I can't fathom the thoughts of my ancestors.



On the other side, there is a hollow mansion in Guyun Mountain.

Yan Qingwu looked at Wang Mu who was lying down waiting to die, and was silent for a moment.

"As expected, even an ignorant person is fearless."

Yan Qingwu shook her head, "I don't know how long this cause and effect will last... After testing like this, this kid doesn't show any similarity to him... He shouldn't be a descendant either..."

"What a strange cause and effect..."

At this time, she suddenly sensed something, and a look of disdain appeared on her face:

"So it's you, a witch? How dare you break into the holy land of my Sword Sect!"

"Okay, I just take advantage of this opportunity..."
Chapter completed!
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