Martial Mythology

Zhang Lu shook his head. He basically knew what he wanted to know. Although it may not be the truth of the matter, it should not be far from the truth.

"Thank you Mr. Mu for clarifying the confusion." Zhang Lu said goodbye directly, "There is nothing else, I will go back first."

"Wait." Mu Wusheng suddenly shouted.

"Is there anything else Mr. Mu can do?" Zhang Lu paused.

"I wonder if little friend Zhang Lu can help me?"

"What's busy?"

"Help me open up Hunmeng." Mu Wusheng said solemnly: "Since Zhang Yu has stepped into the realm of quasi-Hunmeng master, if you are willing to contribute, you will be able to greatly increase the success rate of opening up Hunmeng. Even... maybe in With the help of little friend Zhang Yu, there is no need to sacrifice Hunmeng in the end."

Although the quasi-Hunmeng Lord is still one step away from the Hunmeng Lord, he has some unique abilities of the Hunmeng Lord.

The addition of a quasi-Hunmeng master will definitely help the development of Hunmeng beyond imagination.

Zhang Lu asked the deity Zhang Yu through voice transmission, and then received Zhang Yu's voice transmission. He looked at Mu Wusheng and shook his head: "I'm sorry, I can't help you."

Mu Wusheng was stunned: "Why? Your deity helped me open up Hunmeng, which is a good thing for the whole Hunmeng. Even... During this process, your deity may also be inspired to take the final step. Really set foot in the realm of the master of muddiness. This is a win-win thing, why not?"

The purpose of talking so much to Zhang Lu was to win Zhang Lu over.

If Zhang Yu didn't agree, wouldn't he say so much in vain?

Mu Wusheng frowned, a little incomprehensible, he couldn't figure it out, it was obviously a win-win thing, why did Zhang Yu refuse?

"There are still some things we haven't figured out for the time being, or we can't be sure about it." Zhang Lu said: "After we are sure, we will consider whether to help you."

These are Zhang Yu's original words. After all, only Zhang Yu himself can decide this kind of matter.

"What's the matter?" Mu Wusheng said: "You can ask me, there are few things I don't know in this obscurity."

But Zhang Lu shook his head: "I'm sorry I can't reveal the specifics for the time being." To put it bluntly, the only thing Zhang Yu is not sure about now is whether Mu Wusheng is credible or not. He may take the risk to come forward, he can't bet his own life on the fact that his life value is not worthy of trust.

It's just that you can't say this directly to Mu Wusheng, lest the old man be overwhelmed.

Seeing Zhang Lu's firm attitude, Mu Wusheng was a little helpless: "It seems that you still have some doubts about me."

Before Zhang Lu could speak, Mu Wusheng waved his hand: "Forget it, let's go, you can check what I said slowly, time will prove everything."

He behaved very calmly.

"Then, farewell." Zhang Lu didn't explain, because Mu Wusheng was right.

"Looking forward to our next meeting." Mu Wusheng's attitude was still kind.

"By the way, since you are the clone of Lord Hunmeng, can you calculate how long Hunmeng can last?" Zhang Lu asked casually before leaving.

"There are probably a few million Hun periods left." Mu Wusheng was silent for a moment, and said, "Millions of Hun periods may be very, very long for ordinary people, and even those nine-star Hun period masters are less There are people who can live for such a long time, but...for the whole Hunmeng, it is the last moment of life, not even one-thousandth of it. This is why I am so anxious."

It is too difficult to upgrade Hunmengtian to Hunmeng in the last few million Hunji years!

Mu Wusheng is not sure.

"Millions of Hunji..." Zhang Lu breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, I see."

As soon as the voice fell, Zhang Lu immediately passed through the enchantment, breaking through the cloudy sky, and his figure disappeared from the sight of Wu Wusheng.

Looking at the place where Zhang Lu disappeared, Mu Wusheng couldn't help shaking his head secretly: "This kid is too cautious."

...

Chaos in the prehistoric world.

Zhang Lu and Zhang Yu sat opposite each other.

"Will Wusheng's words be trusted?" Zhang Yu asked Zhang Lu, as if asking himself.

Zhang Lu was silent for a while, and said: "Compared to the undead, I think Mu Wusheng is more credible. However, I always feel that Mu Wusheng seems to have reservations."

The more open-minded Mu Wusheng was, the more Zhang Lu felt that there was something wrong with Mu Wusheng.

"Then do you think he is the avatar of the Lord of Darkness?" Zhang Yu asked again.

"He shouldn't have lied about this." Zhang Lu thought for a while and said, "If he is not the clone of the Lord of Confusion, how can he master the law of revelation? Moreover, he also knows how the Lord of Confusion fell. , although it sounds absurd, the more absurd it is, the closer it is to the truth."

Speaking of this, Zhang Lu said again: "But it's not necessarily true. There is no real evidence. Who knows who is lying between him and the Will of the Tomb?"

According to Tianling, Mu Wusheng is a traitor.

According to Mu Wusheng's statement, the necromancer is the reality of destruction and death.

What is certain at present is that Tianling definitely did not tell the whole truth. Except for the part that was exposed by Zhang Lu, most of the rest of the words also contain false elements, but I don’t know how much truth and how much falseness, and there is no life. So far, Zhang Lu has not found any obvious loopholes, and can only judge by intuition.

If he had to choose between Tianling and Mu Wusheng to believe in one person, Zhang Lu was more inclined to believe Mu Wusheng's words.

"True or false, false or true, what a headache!" Zhang Yu sighed lightly, "If I set foot in the realm of Hunmeng Lord, I might be able to travel back in time and gain insight into Hunmeng's past and future, but it's a pity that I still don't know what to do now." Not that capable."

Although he has found a way to set foot on the Lord of Hunmeng, it will take a long time, it will not happen overnight, and it will not be diverted by Zhang Yu's will.

Zhang Lu said: "Tianling must have lied, and Mu Wusheng may have lied. The specific situation needs to be investigated further."

"Forget it, I'll leave this task to you." Zhang Yu didn't want to think any more. He needed to focus more on how to create the Chaos Tree. As long as he could set foot in the realm of the Master of Chaos, all problems would be easily solved. , and there is no need to care who is lying and who is not, "I hope you can investigate the truth of the matter before I set foot in the realm of the master of confusion."

"Can't another person go to investigate?" Zhang Lu sighed, "Jiu Jianxian and Old Man Tianji are not much weaker than me..."

Unknowingly, Zhang Yu's avatars had already fully stepped into the realm of the nine-star controller.

A full eight hundred thousand!

It is estimated that the entire Heavenly Tomb, Hunmeng Tian, ​​and Hunmeng's Nine-Star Hunmen are no match for Zhang Yu's avatar alone. The quality may be worse, but in terms of quantity, Zhang Yu alone is enough to crush the whole Hunmeng.

"When they step into the Ten Thousand Realm, they can replace your job." Zhang Yu said, "No way, those who are capable will work harder! Who made you a Ten Thousand Realm?"

The corner of Zhang Lu's mouth twitched slightly: "I'd rather change with them."

The protest was invalid, and Zhang Lu could only take over the task.

"Speaking of..." Zhang Lu suddenly thought of something, and said, "Don't you know the bewitching technique? If you use the bewitching technique on Mu Wusheng, will it be effective?"

Zhang Yu shook his head: "I also had this idea, but Mu Wusheng's strength is far superior to mine, so it is impossible for him to be bewitched by the bewitching technique. If they can be lured into the dantian world, the bewitching technique may still work, but in The outside world doesn’t need to consider the effect at all.”

The bewitching technique is actually a method of hypnosis by the way of heaven, but because of the appearance of the dantian world, a certain mutation has taken place, and it has a more powerful bewitching power. Even the master of the mud will be tricked, but the premise is that Zhang Yu's strength must reach close to their level.

If the strength is not enough, if you force it, not only will it have no effect, but it may be noticed by them.

Zhang Yu would not easily use the bewitching technique when he was not sure.

After all, this is also one of his trump cards.

"Well, pretend I didn't say it." Zhang Lu sighed with some disappointment, then stood up, and said: "My lord, keep busy, I'll find a way to investigate."

Zhang Yu waved his hand: "Go."

...

wild world.

Zhang Lu found Nie Wen.

"Do you know the clone of the Lord of Obscurity?" Zhang Lu went straight to the point as soon as he came up.

Nie Wen immediately contacted the deity of the Hunmeng Tree, who transmitted information about the Lord of Hunmeng to him.

After a few breaths, Nie Wen came back to his senses, and nodded to Zhang Lu: "In the early days of Hunmeng, the master once constructed a clone, and gave that clone the authority to control Hunmeng, to manage Hunmeng for the master, and I also accepted it. I received the master's order, asking me to cooperate with the master's clone to monitor the entire Hunmeng. But then I was sent into reincarnation by the master, and I don't know what happened to the master's clone."

confirmed!

The Lord of Confusion really constructed a clone!

So, is that avatar a heavenly spirit or a dead body?

"Is the Will of the Heavenly Tomb the clone of the Lord of Obscurity?" Zhang Lu asked.

"How is it possible?" Nie Wen couldn't laugh or cry: "The Will of the Sky Tomb is the destroyer of Hunmeng. Although I don't know what kind of existence it is, it is absolutely impossible to be the master's clone. I cooperate with the master's clone to monitor Hunmeng. Hunji, I am too familiar with his aura, the will of the tomb cannot be the clone of the master."

Excluding the first option, then...

Mu Wusheng did not lie, is he really the clone of the Lord of Mudgy?

"So, he shouldn't have lied." Zhang Lu muttered to himself.

"who?"

"Hu Wusheng." Zhang Lu said.

"Who is Mu Wusheng?" Nie asked puzzled.

"Have you never heard of the name Mu Wusheng?" Zhang Lu was a little confused. Nie Wen had cooperated with Mu Wusheng countless times, and he didn't even know Mu Wusheng's name.

Nie Wen was also a little confused: "Is this name very special?"

"Isn't he the clone of the Lord of Confusion?" Zhang Lu became more and more confused.

"Master's avatar?" Nie Wen was taken aback, "Who told you that he is the master's avatar?"

"Isn't it?" Zhang Lu frowned.

Things are getting more and more confusing, like a cloud of fog.

Nie Wen said: "The master's name is a vague taboo, no one knows, but the master's avatar, I still remember his name, it's not Wuwusheng at all, but Sun."

"Sun?" Zhang Lu narrowed his eyes slightly, "So, Mu Wusheng is also lying? Or...he changed his name?"