In front of the hall was a huge light gate, but the light flashed above and there was no situation behind.

As for the side of the gate, there is a statue standing.

Seeing the statue's face, Qin Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly.

This statue is exactly the same as the statue in the illusion I felt in the white mist.

Is this another illusion, or is the appearance of the statue itself, which is the one of the Ruyi Immortal Lord?

But he really couldn't understand this situation.

Qin Cheng walked aside and planned to study it first and figure out the situation.

"Nie Fenglei, you kid is here too, come to me."

But at this moment, a gray-haired old man saw Nie Fenglei and waved to him.

"This is my master. Let's go over and ask about the situation first." Nie Fenglei said.

Qin Cheng nodded, and the three of them walked over.

Others ignored this and ignored it completely.

"The Third Master, these two are friends I made on the way. I was attacked by Xuan Lei Diao before, but fortunately they helped." Nie Fenglei introduced the two Qin Cheng and the others.

"You two friends have a lot of bloody smell. I'm afraid they are people of grass." The old man looked at Qin Cheng and the other two, especially the ghost mask, and frowned.

This grimace mask gives people a sense of fear that people should not enter without entering. It makes people be wary of it and stay away from it.

Therefore, the old man and the others were quite cold towards Qin Cheng.

"Master, in fact, both fellow Taoists are very good people. Let's not talk about these things, what's going on here?" Nie Fenglei didn't care about anything else and sat aside and asked.

"I was a little confused. This is not a powerful cemetery. Why are everyone sitting here? And what's going on?"

"Magic Cemetery? We haven't entered yet."

The old man smiled bitterly when he heard this, and pointed at the light gate and said, "Seeing that gate does not exist, we will only enter the powerful inner world when we enter that door. However, this gate can never be opened. More and more monks came in, and they were trapped here."

"Can't open it? There are so many of us who can't break a door." Nie Fenglei said in surprise.

"You can try it. Anyway, before I came, the Song family and the Chai family bombarded each other for several hours, but it turned out to be futile. I also heard that the statue had spoken at the beginning, probably meaning that as long as there were people, the door would open."

"A statue is a powerful man?" Nie Fenglei said.

"It should be a ray of obsession left after the death of that powerful man."

The old man said: "He died unexpectedly and did not even leave the Taoist tradition. At his level, he would forcibly retain a consciousness. If someone later opened this place, he could also choose the best person to inherit."

"Good, fortunately I didn't say such bad words, otherwise he might have heard it." Nie Fenglei smiled.

"That's why everyone will count." Qin Cheng said in his heart.

"Smart." The old man praised: "If a powerful person wants to choose a successor, he must need a certain number of people. However, no one knows how many people this powerful person needs, but it should be an integer. After all, the ancient sect usually chooses disciples for dozens or hundreds, and it is unlikely to choose randomly."

"It's a pity that you have three. If there are four, now it's exactly five hundred, and you can know the number that the powerful man needs, whether it's five hundred."

"What if it is one thousand?" Nie Fenglei said.

"Then you have to wait a few more days." The old man shook his head helplessly.

"There seems to be a few light spots next to the statue. Are they pure origin beads?" Liu Meng said suddenly.

Qin Cheng also noticed before that outside the statue, there were several egg-sized balls floating in the size of light, emitting the original breath.

"Yes, but no one can take it." said the old man.

"There are also shields outside this statue, which cannot be touched. Moreover, if you want to pass on the power of a great power and attack other people's statues, it is completely a death-seeking act."

"What are you doing now? Just wait?" Nie Fenglei said speechlessly.

"I didn't see everyone waiting, what else can I do if I don't wait for you?" the old man said with a blank look.

Qin Cheng also found a place to sit down, but did not sit cross-legged and recuperate like everyone else.

A group of hundreds of people arrived here, and they should have passed through the white fog the fastest, which means that a fifth hundred people may appear soon.

Sure enough, I didn't wait long.

In the air of the hall, a breath suddenly condensed.

Qin Cheng looked at the aura just like everyone before.

"One, two, this time they actually came together." The old man said.

In the place where the breath condensed, two figures slowly appeared, one man and one woman, just as confused and at a loss when Qin Cheng and the other three appeared.

"Five hundred and one person."

The two of them landed, and the young man who had previously counted spoke again.

Everyone then subconsciously looked at the statue outside the Light Gate.

If it was really five hundred people, the statue should have changed.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the air in the hall instantly became quiet, and everyone stared at the statue.

Three seconds later, two rays of light suddenly appeared in the statue's eyes.

Then the statue chuckled all over, as if it was coming alive, and the soil on its body fell down.

"Five hundred people are available, it's time to open it."

The man in the statue suddenly flew up and his eyes swept across everyone.

"Everyone, my name is Ruyi, and I died at the hands of the Demon Lord Su Lun, the elder of the Demon Clan. Unfortunately, I have been free and unruly in my life and traveled around the world. I have not left a successor for tens of thousands of years, so no one has inherited the Taoist tradition, which has become the greatest pain for me."

"Even when I die, I will turn the last spiritual consciousness into obsession, and that is me in front of you now. Today, you will open the cemetery and be destined to be. I will choose one of you five hundred people as my successor."

Many people were excited when they heard this.

If the Ruyi Immortal Lord died completely, the Taoist tradition must have been learned by the strong, and it is most likely that it will be in the hands of Song Lingcong or Chai Zhengxuan.

But choosing this immortal soul is equivalent to everyone having a chance.

"Senior, there are five hundred and one person." Song Lingcong suddenly spoke.

"No, it's five hundred people."

The Immortal Lord Ruyi shook his head, and suddenly stretched out his hand and a stream of spiritual energy flew out like a dragon, blinking into the male monk who finally landed on the Taoist couple.

Before the monk could understand what was going on, he was bombarded by the inspiration and fell to the ground instantly and died on the spot.

The woman was stunned and hugged the man and shouted.

"My name is Ruyi, which means to do whatever you want and act at will. If you say five hundred, it means five hundred. This man has been half a minute, so he must die." The Immortal Lord Ruyi said without emotion.

Everyone in the audience was filled with a stern heart, and the joy of the previous one was dispersed a lot.

Although Ruyi Immortal Lord, although he is not a demon Lord, his killing style will probably not be easy for everyone to test in the future.

"The light gate has been opened. If you are interested in getting the inheritance of me, you can come in and participate in the test."

The Immortal Lord Ruyi's face was calm and he passed by the Light Gate in a flash.
Chapter completed!