When Zhuang Yu saw Zhuang Lei leave, he was a little reluctant and silently said to take care of him.

When he returned to the housing, he thought about the words.

Don't trust any dealer!

Eight years ago, his mother also said this when she passed away, asking Zhuang Lei to tell him who the person was.

I have a headache after thinking about it.

Zhuang Yu shook his head and walked back to the yard.

Seeing the dried flowers and plants on the left side of the yard, a trace of longing flashed in his eyes.

Then he walked straight to the house in the middle.

Inside the door is a stone altar with two spirit signs placed on it, covered with dust.

Zhuang Yu moved his right hand gently, and a cloud of water mist washed away all the dust.

He placed the phantom spirit phantom between two spirit cards, lit up the oil lamp on the altar, took out three incense sticks, placed it on the oil lamp to ignite it, and then knelt down.

Zhuang Yu was in a little pain, lowered his head and closed his eyes and fell into deep thought.

After a long time, most of the incense in his hand burned, and he opened his eyes.

After inserting the three incense sticks in his hand into the incense burner, Zhuang Yu stood up sadly.

Suddenly, the Phantom Spirit Pendant emitted a little white light. Although it was weak, it was still very eye-catching in this quiet mourning hall.

"Is this?" Zhuang Yu was a little confused and reached out to pick up the Phantom Spirit Pearl.

As soon as I contacted it, the spiritual power in my body rushed towards the Phantom Spirit Pendant like a river rushing.

Zhuang Yu's face changed drastically!

In the blink of an eye, his ten levels of great perfection have been sucked away!

Then a white stream of spiritual power rushed straight into the sea of ​​consciousness along his arm.

After a sudden upside down, he came to his senses and arrived at a huge quiet lake.

The quiet water lake is surrounded by several huge green peaks, and it is impossible to see at first sight.

There is a pavilion on the lake surface, and a winding wooden bridge extends from the lake to the pavilion along the lake surface.

Looking from afar, there seemed to be a man in white shirt standing inside the pavilion.

Zhuang Yu looked around and frowned.

“It looks a little familiar!”

In amazement, he walked along the winding wooden bridge.

When he approached the pavilion, Zhuang Yu suddenly became extremely excited when he saw the man in white clothes in front of him.

"father?"

The words in his mouth trembled a little.

The man actually looks like his father!

Zhuang Yu reached out to pull his father, but his arms passed through the other person's body as if they were passing through the air.

A blurred illusion body!

"How could this happen?" Zhuang Yu was shocked and suspicious.

Just when I was a little anxious and at a loss, a familiar voice came slowly.

"If this illusion body appears, it must be Yu'er coming. Haha, I really want to see how old you are!"

"It's my father's voice!" Zhuang Yu was extremely excited.

"Yu'er, my parents are not here, so I should have a hard time living. I'll either be treated as a collection puppet in the trial land or as a mine slave. I'm sorry!" His father's voice was a little deeper.

"At that time, your mother and I were framed, but fortunately we were prepared. With the Hongmeng Sword Book's ability to defy the heavens, it should be enough to allow you to escape this disaster. Now, the sword book is opened again, which means that the spiritual indicia left by your mother has felt that it was your soul fluctuation and you have also practiced to the spiritual vein stage, which is considered to have entered the world of immortal cultivation!"

Zhuang Yu was a little surprised.

He is not in the spiritual vein stage!

But the voice did not stop because of his doubts.

"Now, I must tell you something that is related to your life. Don't think that the spiritual vein period is amazing. It can only be considered an entry-level. The spiritual wheel, the century-old holy fetus, the Nascent Soul, and the spiritual transformation. Every step is extremely difficult. In the future, your opponent will be the top existence in the world of immortal cultivation, and may even face some existences in the ancient times!"

"In the past, I accidentally obtained the Hongmeng Sword Book in the Trial Land, or it should be called the Phantom Spirit Pair. After you have a strong spiritual treasure, you will naturally understand its destiny in the future!"

"Now the Hongmeng Sword Book has become a jade pendant. In addition, you have become its parasitic host, and the spiritual consciousness of the monk cannot sense it, which provides some guarantees for your safety!"

"Your mother had hopes before her death, hoping that you would live like an ordinary person. I also want to live simply with your mother, but I still can't escape the pursuit of those who are interested. What will happen? Let's go with the flow!"

"Yu'er, Hongmeng Sword Book, is a supreme sacred scripture passed down by Lord Lingshen, one of the nine major gods in the ancient times. The first generation of the patriarch once made the name of the first monk in the ancient times. You must use the Phantom Spirit Pearl to gain a lot of insights. Moreover, it can control the mysterious underworld existence. This is a taboo that can reverse the entire spiritual world. If it is known, the remaining existences in the ancient times will probably destroy you with all their strength. Therefore, before being strong enough, be careful of your words and actions!"

After the sound was over, the illusion in front of him turned into stars and penetrated into Zhuang Yu's eyebrows.

Some spiritual key points were directly imprinted into his sea of ​​consciousness.

When Zhuang Yu opened his eyes again, he had returned to the mourning hall.

The spirit position is still there, the fragrance is still emitting light smoke, and he is holding the phantom spirit pendant tightly in his hand.

"Trial Land?!"

Zhuang Yu muttered.

"I didn't say why I couldn't practice, what is the Seal of the Underworld?" Zhuang Yu looked surprised and suspicious.

My parents were framed!

His father went to the trial place!

The Phantom Spirit Pendant was obtained from there!

Zhuang Yu stood in front of his parents' spirit position, holding the phantom spirit pendant tightly in his hand.

When the incense on the altar completely turned into ashes, he made up his mind to go to the trial land.

After making up his mind, Zhuang Yu looked at the set of spiritual tips that were imprinted in the sea of ​​consciousness.

In addition to a more detailed set of condensation techniques, there is also a set of secret techniques to use the magical powers of the Phantom Phantom to control the existence of the underworld. Although it is simple, it is extremely terrifying.

Use properly can instantly turn an existence below the Spirit Wheel Stage into a mortal!

Although time is limited, the battle between monks, life and death are only in a moment!

When his face changed, Zhuang Yu touched his dantian in surprise.

A black light flashed, and a black broken sword appeared in the center of the left hand.

In the secret technique, there is a spiritual technique that uses the illusion spirit pendant and his own spiritual enlightenment to control the underworld magic array. The material of the residual sword seems to be very similar to the underworld material!

Taking a deep breath, Zhuang Yu held the phantom phantom in his right hand and pressed it on the hilt of the black broken sword.

No response!

Zhuang Yu was somewhat surprised to hold the black broken sword and gently pinched a few hand gestures with his left hand.

Still no response!

The spiritual power passed through the sword body as if it had passed through the air.

"It's true that it's very similar to the Nether Stone. Is it because of the damage?"

Zhuang Yu was a little surprised. When this black broken sword was inside his body, there would occasionally be a faint and strange wave, which was somewhat similar to the dark formation he used to use the high-level dark stone to operate.

The mysterious spiritual power of the ancient times is mentioned in the secret technique.

There are also records of the ancestral home of the banker. Ten thousand years ago, the first generation of the banker killed all the ancient gods in the nine divine realms. The ancient world collapsed, the spiritual and dark differentiated, and the world of cultivation with spiritual power was born.

Afterwards, the world of immortal cultivation became the world of spiritual supreme, focusing on cultivating spiritual power. The only trace of darkness can only be used as the spiritual existence to assist in cultivation.

After another attempt failed, Zhuang Yu shook his head, took the phantom spirit pendant and black sword back into his body, flashed and left the mourning hall.

Walking out of the house, Zhuang Yu looked up and saw a tall tower standing soaring into the sky in the sky.

With his feet moving, Zhuang Yu jumped to the roof, and at the same time he sighed in his heart.

The village he lives in is located on the edge of a vast mountain group, with a vast area.

However, there are few traces of living people here.

Eight years ago, tens of thousands of mortals in the village were instantly swept away by a mysterious force and all turned into mummies.

His parents were falsely accused of being the mastermind of the disaster. They just came back and were killed on the spot.

But because of a strange accident, his parents dispersed all their spiritual power and became ordinary people. Faced with the spiritual wheel priest who was one level higher than the spiritual vein-stage cultivator, they had no power to fight back.

Every time I think back, I always lament endlessly.

He didn't know whether to say that the sky has eyes or the great way is ruthless?

In the past eight years, Uncle Lie and his tribe members suffered a lot of hardships, suffered insults, and protected him tightly, so that one day the young master could one day reshape their glory.

But my parents and Uncle Lie can never see it again!
To be continued...