The statue fell silent, as if it was really just a statue.

"Are you pretending to be stupid?" Meng Jingzhe asked.

The statue still didn't speak.

"I already have the Yin Yang Pearl and the Dragon Sword." Meng Jingzhe said.

"Is the Dragon Song Sword in your hand?"

Meng Jingzhe did not expect that the most surprising thing about this statue was this.

"I thought you would care more about the Yin Yang Pearl." Meng Jingzhe said.

The statue paused and said, "That's a child I haven't seen for many years."

Meng Jingzhe listened to the meaning of the statue's words, as if these so-called artifacts were its children.

"Are you an old acquaintance with Longyin Sword?" Meng Jingzhe asked.

The statue did not answer directly, but said: "Do you know why the artifact is a artifact?"

Meng Jingzhe shook his head.

The statue said: "A divine weapon is a divine weapon."

"Was it created by God and used by God?" Meng Jingzhe asked.

The statue of the god gave an affirmative answer, and then said: "When gods create artifacts, they will give them a trace of divinity, so they can be called artifacts. And artifacts created by mortals, even if they are lucky enough to work, will eventually fail."

The lack of divinity leads to bad luck."

Meng Jingzhe heard the meaning behind his words, but he did not expect it to be so far-reaching. The statue in front of him would become a gap for him to reveal the truth about the world.

"What are the things you are holding in these five hands? Are they the Yin-Yang Pearl, the Dragon Sword, the Sky-Flirting Bottle, the Soul-Locking Lamp, and the Night Rain Bell?" Meng Jingzhe asked.

"Soul-locking lamp?" When the statue heard this word, it seemed as if it had heard some big joke, and said: "How can an evil weapon disguised as a divine weapon be placed in my hands."

Hearing this, Meng Jingzhe felt a sudden change in his heart. He no longer asked what the real fifth artifact was, but asked: "What impact will such an evil weapon have if it has been disguised as a divine artifact for many years?"

After hearing this, the statue was a little surprised and said, "Didn't I already tell you what will happen?"

Meng Jingzhe thought of the Yang family, which had disappeared among the five major families in ancient times. The Yang family was bound to Pixiu, but such auspicious beasts could not suppress the family's luck, leading to the demise of the Yang family.

The Valley of Immortality is also closely related to Pixiu, and the Soul Locking Lamp was once the most precious treasure of the Valley of Immortality. However, the end of the Valley of Immortality was that the valley was bleeding and floating, and the blood even polluted the entire river.

"How should the evil weapon be destroyed? Others don't know, but you should know." Meng Jingzhe said.

The statue was silent for a long time, and then said: "If you don't enter Tiger Mountain, how can you get tiger cubs?"

Meng Jingzhe still wanted to ask more questions, but the statue was unwilling to continue explaining. Instead, he said, "It's time for you to leave. I don't need anyone to accompany me here."

"You don't need anyone to accompany you. What about the five great beasts? Have they all left you?" Meng Jingzhe asked.

Meng Jingzhe didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that when the five great beasts were mentioned, the face of the statue seemed to soften.

"Leaving is not necessarily a bad thing," the statue said.

"Is this why you keep urging me to leave?" Meng Jingzhe asked.

The statue avoided answering, but said: "After asking so many questions, it's time to leave."

"Did someone's refusal to leave make you sad?" Meng Jingzhe asked.

"There are many people who come here, and there are many who are stronger than you, but in the end their souls can only return here. It is not a good thing to forcefully bear some things."

Meng Jingzhe shook his head and said: "Whether I can bear it or not is my own decision, not the judgment of others."

"I don't want to tell you." The statue said without thinking.

"You should be fair and give me what you gave to my predecessors," Meng Jingzhe said.

The statue was silent for a long time, then spoke again, but said: "Leave."

"You can trust them, why can't you trust me?" Meng Jingzhe asked.

"The two strongest men have fallen." the statue said.

"But I have already defeated them in the Sword Tomb." Meng Jingzhe said.

Of the two swordsmen in the Sword Tomb, one focuses on speed and the other on strength.

When Meng Jingzhe fought with them, he had a feeling that the sword moves seemed to be left behind by his predecessors, but he felt that those sword moves had souls, as if there were invisible shadows fighting against him.

It was precisely because of this situation that he actually fell into desperate situations several times, but the other party always left room for him and did not take his life directly, but avoided the vital point in a very subtle way.

Therefore, Meng Jingzhe felt that in addition to the statues of gods having their own consciousness, there were also other consciousnesses in this place.

When his consciousness was shattered into thousands of fragments, what he saw was not one or two remaining consciousness bodies, but a group of them.

A group of conscious bodies wandered around in this sword tomb, and most of them became mindless wandering souls.

Only two consciousness bodies still exude a very thick soul light.

When these two consciousnesses discovered Meng Jingzhe's consciousness, they seemed quite surprised.

After all, they didn't expect that Meng Jingzhe could actually perform an out-of-body experience in person.

Conscious bodies also have smells. Meng Jingzhe did not smell any resentment on them. Instead, they were full of fighting spirit, as if they were going on some important mission.

Therefore, Meng Jingzhe was able to predict more and more what would be the end of this test.

Not a reward.

But responsibility.

"You are too young," the statue said.

Meng Jingzhe is only in his twenties now. The statue has read everything, so he can naturally tell his age at a glance.

"I inherited the Yin Yang Pearl, obtained the Dragon Song Sword, and forged my own sword heart here. Moreover, although I am young, I have already transformed into a god." Meng Jingzhe said.

Seeing that Meng Jingzhe's attitude was too determined, the statue of Xu Shi said, "Have you really thought about it?"

He actually couldn't bear Meng Jingzhe to embark on this path. After all, Meng Jingzhe had a close relationship with Yin Yang Beast and Pixiu. To him, he was like a close descendant.

Meng Jingzhe nodded vigorously and said, "I'm ready."

The statue sighed, and then he stopped persuading and said: "Your name."

"Meng Jingzhe." Meng Jingzhe replied, then turned to ask the statue: "What's your name?"

"That's not what you should ask."

After the statue finished speaking, a light spot the size of a mung bean flew out from the hand of the stone statue and landed directly on Meng Jingzhe's eyebrows.

After the light spot is sent out, the statue becomes dim visible to the naked eye.

This time, no matter how Meng Jingzhe called him, he would not respond at all.

"He didn't die, he just fell asleep." Meng Jingzhe heard one of the two consciousnesses say.

Meng Jingzhe breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He was afraid that he would be the last straw to crush the statue.

"He likes you very much." Another consciousness said.

"Really?" Meng Jingzhe was not convinced. After all, he also obtained the yin and yang value from this statue.

"When he meets a junior he likes, he always likes to talk a lot." The conscious body replied.

Meng Jingzhe couldn't help but touch his nose, thinking that along the way, the statue's mouth seemed to be growing next to Meng Jingzhe's ears. The mouth was as annoying as his master.

But the more he understood it, the more he felt that this statue was like an elder.

"Since you can see us, do you want to watch us dance swords?" the two consciousnesses asked together.

Of course Meng Jingzhe would not refuse such an opportunity to watch top players.

Although he defeated these two swordsmen, he also knew very well that the strength they showed before was only their strength after death, not their strength in life.

If they were able to get here and be recognized by the gods, then they were probably top swordsmen in famous towns during their lifetimes.

The two swordsmen did not compete, but showed Meng Jingzhe very carefully as if they were teaching.

The admiration in Meng Jingzhe's eyes gradually turned into respect. He was not stupid, and he could naturally see that these two people were actually teaching in the name of sword dancing.

After both of them had finished showing off, Meng Jingzhe gave them a half-master's ceremony.

"Most of my unfulfilled ambitions will depend on you."

Meng Jingzhe now only received a ball of light, but the ball of light was in a semi-sealed state, so he still could not get a glimpse of the whole thing.

The reason for this, he guessed, was that his practice was not enough and he needed to continue to hone himself before he could be truly recognized by the light ball.

"Thank you two seniors for your teachings." Meng Jingzhe said solemnly.

Seeing his performance, the two nodded slightly.

"Speaking of which, the last time I met a junior who knew such etiquette was two hundred years ago." A consciousness suddenly said.

Another conscious body heard this and said, "Sixi is a good boy."

"He hasn't come back here yet, he's probably still alive." Speaking of this junior who is probably still alive, both consciousnesses looked happy, as if they were very happy with the speculation that the other was still alive.

Meng Jingzhe thought of the meaning of the statue's words and thought that there were nearly a thousand consciousnesses here, so she asked: "Once you get the recognition of the statue but fail to complete your mission, will you always return here as long as you die?"

The two consciousnesses nodded together.

"After we died, our souls came here for no reason to pay homage to the god of the statue. We originally thought that he wanted to punish us for not completing our mission, but we didn't expect that the return of our souls here is something that even adults can't control."

Another conscious body also nodded vigorously and said: "I don't know what will happen if I go somewhere else after death. In fact, it is better to stay with the adults as I am now."

After hearing this, Meng Jingzhe couldn't help but fell into deep thought. When he came into contact with the statue, he could also feel that although the statue talked a lot, it didn't look like an evil god. Even when signing a contract, the statue acted like a demon.

Not very positive.

The statue even tried to dissuade Meng Jingzhe from jumping into the pit.

Being able to call every dead contractor to his side in this way seems like a passive excitement, and it does not seem to be the independent choice of the statue.

Meng Jingzhe’s first reaction was that his innate skill was to summon souls from the underworld.
To be continued...