Martial Mythology

Zhang Lu was not at all surprised that the Will of the Tomb could tell at a glance that he was a doppelgänger.

Although the art of incarnation outside the body was taught to Zhang Yu by Yuan Qing, the original source was Sun Meng, and Sun Meng learned it from the celestial tomb, but the only one who really mastered the essence of incarnation outside the body Meng and Zhang Yu, Yuan Qing is more like a medium of communication, and even Sun Meng can't really master the art of incarnation outside the body, and can't construct a blurry clone.

"You are the will of the tomb?" Zhang Lu was on guard, with a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

Tianmu's body is very blurred, and he can't see his face clearly, but he can vaguely see a human figure.

Hearing Zhang Lu's words, the Will of the Tomb smiled slightly: "Relax, if I really wanted to touch you, you would have died long ago, and you wouldn't be able to live now." Its words were very calm, but it had strong self-confidence. Like a bluff.

After a pause, the will of the tomb finally answered Zhang Lu's question: "The tomb is the name given by those who control the mud. As for the will of the tomb, those who control the mud do call me that. However, compared to the will of the tomb, , I prefer the name 'Tian Ling'. You can call me...Tian Ling."

It obviously doesn't like the name "Will of the Tomb".

"Tianling?" Zhang Lu was thoughtful, "What is the relationship between you and the Lord of Confusion?"

The tomb of the sky can be called the tomb of the Lord of Hunmeng, and the will of the tomb of the sky, or the spirit of the sky, can control the Qi of the entire tomb of Hunmeng, and it is in charge of the tomb of the sky, so it has nothing to do with the Lord of the Hunmeng , Zhang Lu didn't believe it.

Of course, the premise of all of this is... the Lord of Darkness really exists.

"Haha." Tianling laughed, "I knew you would definitely ask this question."

Zhang Lu frowned: "What's so funny?"

Tian Ling said: "What is the relationship between me and the Lord of Hunmeng? I will tell you later. But you, dare to follow me into the ancestral temple?"

"Do you think I'm stupid?" Zhang Lu glanced at the ancestral temple, the aura of death in it was enough to swallow his consciousness in an instant.

"It turns out that you are afraid of the breath of life." Tianling smiled slightly, but did not see it make any movements, and the crazily raging tomb spirit in the ancestral temple quickly gathered and rushed into its body frantically, just a few breaths , In the ancestral temple, the existence of the dead tomb can no longer be felt, as if it has never appeared from the beginning to the end.

Before Zhang Lu could speak, Tianling turned around and walked towards the gate of the ancestral temple: "If you want to know the truth about the tomb, come with me."

Zhang Lu was puzzled: "The breath of life?"

Isn't it the breath of death?

Shaking his head, Zhang Lu came back to his senses, glanced at the celestial tomb puppets lined up neatly on both sides, took a deep breath, walked directly towards the temple gate, stepped over the temple gate in two or three steps, and entered the interior of the ancestral temple.

Tian Ling seemed certain that Zhang Lu would follow, and walked ahead without haste, without any intention of stopping.

Zhang Lu didn't know what kind of wine was sold in Tianling's gourd, so he followed Tianling forward while being on guard. Although he knew it might be dangerous, he had to take a risk to find out the truth about Tianling's tomb.

What made Zhang Lu heave a sigh of relief was that the more than 30,000 heavenly tomb puppets, including those in the Ten Thousand Realm, were standing outside the ancestral temple and did not follow in.

After a while, Tianling came to the center of the ancestral temple, which is also the core of the entire celestial tomb. There was a blood-red beam of light. It is composed of the air of the dead tomb.

Tianling stopped beside the beam of light, stared at the beam of light, and asked, "Do you know what this is?"

Zhang Lu didn't speak. For some reason, when he saw this beam of light, he couldn't help thinking of the beam of light in the center of that huge stone platform in Hunmengtian. It gave him the feeling that there was an inexplicable similarity, as if the two were essentially the same.

Seeing that Zhang Lu didn't respond, Tianling didn't care, and continued, "This is the most important place in the Heavenly Tomb...the Altar of Apocalypse."

"Altar of Apocalypse?" Zhang Lu looked at Tianling suspiciously.

"The function of the Apocalypse Altar is to offer sacrifices to the heavens, and to bring forth the Nirvana through infinite good fortune." Tian Ling said slowly: "The entire Heavenly Tomb is actually a huge Apocalypse Altar. This huge Apocalypse Altar is composed of countless small , medium, large and core altars. All altars together form a complete Altar of Apocalypse."

Zhang Ludao: "What does this have to do with me?"

Tian Ling said lightly: "Don't you want to know the truth about the Heavenly Tomb? This is the truth about the Heavenly Tomb."

"I don't understand."

"It's okay, listen to me, and you'll understand." Tian Ling seemed very patient, "The only meaning of the existence of the Apocalypse Altar is to enlighten the sky, to sacrifice to the sky with infinite good fortune, and to recreate Nirvana. And the so-called 'heaven ', that is, the Lord of Obscurity, the Creator of the Obscurity, the Supreme Will."

Zhang Lu's heart trembled: "Master of the Darkness?"

This was the first time he had heard of the existence of the Lord of Darkness through Tianling's mouth, and Tianling's words completely confirmed the existence of the Lord of Darkness.

The Lord of Obscurity really existed, but he fell for unknown reasons.

"The will of the Hunmeng Lord is the highest will of this Hunmeng, and it is also the existence that supports Hunmeng. When the Hunmeng Lord falls, Hunmeng has no support and begins to go to destruction. This is an inevitable result, except for Hunmeng. Lord, no one can change it." Tianling said indifferently: "In order to resurrect the Lord of the Darkness, based on the will of the Lord of the Darkness, I opened up this world and built this altar of apocalypse. This is the only resurrection The method of the Lord of Chaos is also the only way to prevent the destruction of Chaos."

"So... who are you?" Zhang Lu stared at Tianling with burning eyes.

Although there is no flaw in Tianling's words, it does not mean that Zhang Lu completely believes in it.

What Zhang Lu is more concerned about now is, who is Tianling?

What is its relationship with the Lord of Darkness?

How did it know that the Lord of Darkness had fallen?

"Me?" Although Tian Ling's face was blurred, he could vaguely see that he was smiling, "Actually, I am the same kind of person as you."

Zhang Lu was startled, and didn't understand Tianling's words for a moment.

But soon Zhang Lu came to his senses, he looked at Tian Ling in astonishment, a little unbelievable: "You are..."

"Haha! You guessed it right!" Although Zhang Lu didn't say the answer, Tian Ling seemed to know what he wanted to say, "I am the avatar of the Lord of Confusion! This avatar of the highest will of Confusion!" Speaking of this , He glanced at Zhang Lu, "However, your main body is too weak, and you haven't fully set foot on the level of controlling Hunmeng, so your Hunmeng avatar is too weak, too weak... so weak that we are even a little bit confused. Lost identity."

Hearing Tianling reveal his identity in person, Zhang Lu was so shocked that he couldn't make a sound.

Muddy doppelgänger!

He never dreamed that the mysterious will of the Heavenly Tomb, the existence that countless people fear and fear, and the existence in charge of the Heavenly Tomb, would actually be a dim clone!

The Hunmeng clone of the Hunmeng Lord!

Zhang Lu once had many kinds of conjectures, but he never thought about it.

"Since you are the avatar of the lord of darkness, what about the aura of death?" Zhang Lu asked.

"This is not the air of death." Tianling corrected solemnly: "This is the air of life!"

"The breath of life?"

"When the deity fell, the whole Hunmeng had undergone subtle changes, and I, as the only avatar of the deity, also caused the power of Hunmeng in my body to change into the energy of life because of the deity's fall. I don't know why this happened , but the result is like this." Tianling said calmly: "The energy of life has a strong corrosive force. On the surface, it seems to represent death, giving people an ominous feeling, but the ultimate of death...is life! When the energy of life is transformed to the extreme, it can subvert life and death, revealing its true power!"

"Even if the Hun Master who has been invaded by the Qi of Life is severely injured, he can recover quickly with the help of the Qi of Life, and has almost inexhaustible combat power. Isn't this enough to reflect the power of the Qi of Life? essence?"

"On the surface, it represents death, but in fact, it represents life, reversing life and death, life and death, and abnormality."

"It is also because of this characteristic of the breath of life that it is possible to resurrect the Lord of the Darkness."