Directly in front of the hall is a huge light door, but the light above is flashing and the situation behind it cannot be seen.

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

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

This statue turned out to be exactly the same as the statue in the illusion that I had experienced in the white mist.

Is this another illusion, or is it the appearance of the statue itself? Is it that of the Immortal Ruyi?

But he really couldn't understand this situation.

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

"Nie Fenglei, you're actually here too, come to me."

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

"This is my uncle, let's go over and ask about the situation first," Nie Fenglei said.

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

Others ignored it and turned a blind eye.

"Third Senior Uncle, these two are the friends I made on the road. I was attacked by the Black Thunder Eagle before. Fortunately, they helped." Nie Fenglei introduced the two people in Qin Cheng.

"You two friends smell a lot of blood. I'm afraid they are reckless people." The old man looked at the two people in Qin Cheng, especially the grimace mask, and frowned.

This mask with a ghostly face gives people a sense of terror that strangers should not enter. Looking at it makes people wary and stay away.

Therefore, the old man and the two of them had a rather cold attitude towards Qin Cheng.

"Uncle, in fact, both Taoist friends are very good people. Don't talk about this. What is the situation here?" Nie Fenglei didn't care about anything else and sat aside and asked.

"I'm a little confused. This is not the Great Neng Cemetery. Why are everyone sitting here? And what's with those numbers?"

"The Great Neng Cemetery? We haven't entered it yet."

The old man smiled bitterly after hearing this. He pointed to the light door and said, "See if you see that door? Only when we enter that door can we enter the powerful inner world. However, this door can never be opened, and more and more monks are coming in."

, I’m trapped here.”

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

"You can try. Anyway, before I came, the Song family and the Chai family bombarded each other for several hours, but the result was in vain. I also heard that the statue spoke at the beginning, which probably meant that as long as everyone was here, this door would be destroyed.

It will turn on."

"Is the statue a powerful person?" Nie Fenglei said.

"It should be a trace of obsession left behind by the mighty man after his death."

The old man said: "He died unexpectedly and didn't even leave any inheritance. At his level, he will forcibly retain the next level of consciousness. If someone later opens this place, he can also choose the successor."

"My dear, luckily I didn't say anything bad about that powerful man, otherwise he might have heard me." Nie Fenglei said with a smile.

"That's why everyone knows how to count." Qin Cheng said with a heartbeat.

"Smart." The old man praised: "If a great power wants to choose a successor, it must have a certain number of people. However, no one knows how many people this great power needs, but it should be an integer. After all, the ancient sect chooses disciples.

, it’s usually in the tens or hundreds, so it’s unlikely to be chosen randomly.”

"It's a pity that there are three of you. If there are four, now it's exactly five hundred, and we can know whether the number that the great power needs is five hundred people."

"What if it's a thousand?" Nie Fenglei said.

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

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

Qin Cheng had also noticed before that there were several egg-sized light balls floating outside the statue, exuding the original aura.

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

"This statue is also protected by a shield that cannot be touched. Moreover, if you want to use the powerful inheritance to attack other people's statues, it is completely seeking death."

"Then what are you going to do now, just wait?" Nie Fenglei said speechlessly.

"I didn't see everyone waiting. What can I do if I don't wait for you?" the old man rolled his eyes and said.

Qin Cheng also found a place to sit down, but did not meditate cross-legged like the others.

There were hundreds of them here, and he should be the fastest through the white mist, which meant that the 500th person might appear soon.

Sure enough, the wait didn't take long.

In the middle of the hall, a breath suddenly gathered.

Qin Cheng, like everyone before, looked at the aura.

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

In that place where the aura condensed, two figures slowly appeared, a man and a woman. They were as confused and at a loss as when the three people from Qin Cheng appeared.

"Five hundred and one."

The two men landed, and the young man who had been counting spoke again.

Everyone then subconsciously looked at the statue outside the light door.

If there were really 500 people, the statue would have changed.

Time passed by minute by minute. The air in the hall became quiet for an instant, and everyone stared at the statue.

After three full seconds passed, the statue's eyes suddenly lit up with two rays of light.

Then the whole body of the statue creaked. It seemed to come to life, and the soil fell from its body.

"There are 500 people, we can start it."

The statue man suddenly flew up and glanced at everyone.

"Everyone, my name is Ruyi, and I died at the hands of Demon Lord Su Lun, the elder of the Demon Clan. Unfortunately, I lived a free and uninhibited life, traveling around the world. For tens of thousands of years, I did not leave a single successor, so no one inherited the tradition, and I became the biggest

The pain."

"Even when I was dying, I turned my last spiritual consciousness into obsession. I am the one in front of you now. You are destined to open the cemetery today. I will choose one person from the five hundred of you to be my successor.

."

Many people were excited after hearing this.

If the Ruyi Immortal Lord is completely dead, the inheritance of the Taoist lineage must be known to a strong person, and it is most likely in the hands of Song Lingcong or Chai Zhengxuan.

But this selection of Immortal Lord's remnant soul means that everyone has a chance.

"Senior, there are five hundred and one people." Song Lingcong suddenly said.

"No, it's five hundred people."

Immortal Ruyi shook his head. He suddenly stretched out his hand and a stream of spiritual energy flew out like a dragon. In the blink of an eye, it hit the male monk who was the last Taoist couple to land.

Before the monk had time to understand what was happening, he was bombarded by this spiritual light and fell to the ground instantly, killing him on the spot.

The woman was dumbfounded, hugged the man and shouted.

"My name is Ruyi. It means to do whatever you want, to do whatever you want. If you say five hundred, it is five hundred. This man has settled for half a point, so he must die." Immortal Ruyi said without emotion.

Everyone in the audience was shocked, and the previous joy was washed away a lot.

Although Immortal Ruyi is not a Demon Lord, with his killing style, I am afraid that the next test for everyone will not be easy.

"The door of light has been opened. If you are interested in receiving my inheritance, you can come in and take part in the test."
Chapter completed!