Martial Mythology

"Is there someone surnamed Sun in this mess who is very powerful?" Zhang Lu thought about it carefully, but he didn't have a clue.

The only thing he can think of is Sun Xing, Sun Meng, and Sun Wu. Sun Wu is not even in the Ten Thousand Realm, so he can be ruled out directly. Sun Xing and Sun Meng are both kings of the Ten Thousand Realm, and they all have their own special features. There is a slight possibility, but their strength is not much stronger than other kings of the Ten Thousand Realm, especially Sun Meng, whose strength is actually similar to that of an ordinary king of the Ten Thousand Realm.

To sum up, although Sun Xing and Sun Meng have a little possibility, this possibility is actually negligible.

"What's the specific name?" Zhang Lu asked.

With just a surname, Zhang Lu couldn't guess the other party's identity at all.

Nie Wen didn't hesitate, and directly said the real name of the avatar of the Lord of Hunmeng: "Sun Yan."

"Sun Yan?" Zhang Lu was taken aback. The name was very unfamiliar. He could be sure that he had never heard of this name before. "Is there such a person as Sun Yan?"

He frowned slightly, and then asked: "How is Sun Yan's strength?"

Nie Wen thought for a while and said, "Master's avatar is stronger than me, and should be a master in the realm of immeasurable good fortune."

"Is there really such a realm of immeasurable good fortune under Lord Hunmeng?" Zhang Lu was a little surprised.

He originally thought that the Will of the Tomb and Mu Wusheng were fooling him, but he didn't expect that there really was such a state.

Nie Wen nodded, and said: "Infinite Good Fortune also belongs to the Ten Thousand Realm. You can regard it as a state of extreme sublimation of the Ten Thousand Realm. Although it still belongs to the Ten Thousand Realm essentially, it has stronger The power of good fortune, and the power is infinite, so it is called infinite good fortune."

"But... that's not right, if there really is such a powerful master in the muddle, why is there no news at all?" Zhang Lu was a little puzzled.

There are only three known masters in the realm of immeasurable good fortune, one will of the tomb of heaven, one of Wusheng, and one of Hunmeng tree.

Of course, whether the Will of the Tomb of Heaven is a master of the realm of immeasurable good fortune is still a question mark. After all, the will of the tomb of the sky may be the embodiment of destruction and death, and it cannot be measured by the realm of the master of chaos.

"I don't know about that." Nie Wen shook his head, "I only know that the master's avatar is very strong, even stronger than me. Later, I was sent into reincarnation by the master, and I don't know how the master's avatar is... "

"Could it be that he changed his name?" Zhang Lu pondered, "According to your description, I think he is somewhat similar to Mu Wusheng."

There is no doubt about Mu Wusheng's strength, even the will of the Heavenly Tomb can't help him at all, and he even opened up the Hunmeng Heaven by himself.

However, Nie Wen said very firmly: "Impossible. The name of the master's avatar is chosen by the master himself. Its name is given by heaven. How can it be changed at will? And...even if the name is really changed, it is impossible to change the surname together. You know, such behavior is disrespectful to the master."

"That's weird." Zhang Lu said: "Since he didn't change his name, where did he go? Why is there no news about him? Besides, he is not Mu Wusheng, so who is Mu Wusheng? "

He looked at Nie and asked, "Do you know that in this obscurity, besides you, your master's avatar, and the will of the tomb, are there any masters in the realm of immeasurable good fortune?"

Nie Wen said: "In my impression, in the whole Hunmeng, except for me and the master's avatar, there is no other master of the immeasurable realm of good fortune. The reason why my master's avatar and I can step into this realm is because we all share the same relationship with the master. Relationship, other people want to step into this realm, it is very difficult..."

After a pause, Nie asked again: "If the Will of the Heavenly Tomb is really the incarnation of destruction and death, it can probably be regarded as a master of the realm of immeasurable good fortune, but that Wusheng... I don't understand why he can set foot on the ground. This level." He even wondered if Zhang Lu's perception was wrong, "Is the adoptive father deceived by him, maybe he doesn't have that kind of strength?"

cheat?

Zhang Lu can basically be sure that Mu Wusheng's strength is real. After all, the will of the tomb is not even Mu Wusheng's opponent.

"Then is there such a possibility that the will of the tomb and the dead body are one existence?" Nie Wen raised a new idea, "Maybe they are the same person, or the same thing. And what they said , all you did was act in front of you and disturb your judgment?"

When Zhang Lu heard this, he was really inclined to this bold guess for a while.

If the will of the tomb and the dead are really one, it can explain a lot of things.

But soon Zhang Lu shook his head again: "No, they can't be the same person."

He frowned and said: "Although I don't know what the will of the tomb is, I can be sure that Mu Wusheng is a normal creature. He has the consciousness and life of a normal human being. Although I can't see through his cultivation, this point I can still perceive it clearly. I can't guarantee anything else, but what is certain is that his body must be a normal human body, a life form with extreme strength." If Mu Wusheng really has something else He has already sensed the abnormality.

Nie Wen scratched his head: "Then I don't know."

"Even you don't know, and I'm afraid no one will know..." Zhang Lu was a little disappointed.

He also wanted to find out the truth of the matter from Hunmengshu, but it was okay if he didn't come, but when he came, it became even more confusing.

"Who is Mu Wusheng?" Zhang Lu frowned deeply, thinking about various possibilities.

Not to mention, after thinking for a while, Zhang Lu really thought of a possibility.

"Could it be... that he is actually the clone of the Lord of Obscurity, but he was taken away?" Zhang Lu asked tentatively.

Nie Wen didn't immediately deny it. He seemed to be thinking about this possibility, but then shook his head: "It should not be possible. The strongest clone of the master is actually his soul and consciousness, which is derived from the master. The ones that are separated belong to the soul and consciousness of the master of confusion, even if there is a powerful master who can kill him, it is absolutely impossible to take him away. Unless the strength of that person is stronger than the master himself."

This is neither that nor that, Zhang Lu is really at a loss.

He had made all kinds of bold speculations, but none of them stood up to scrutiny.

First of all, it doesn't make sense logically.

"What a mysterious Mu Wusheng." Zhang Lu became more and more curious about Mu Wusheng's true identity, "Could it be that this guy is not a life in the darkness?"

After thinking about it, Zhang Lu said to Nie Wen, "You can transmit the image of the avatar of the Lord of Confusion to me."

He is still a little unwilling to give up, although it can basically be ruled out that Mu Wusheng is the clone of the Lord of Mudden, but what if?

What if Nie Wen made a mistake?

"Okay." Nie Wen did not hesitate, and immediately transmitted the appearance of Sun Yan, the avatar of the Lord of Hunmeng, to Zhang Lu.

To Nie Wen's surprise, after receiving the image of Sun Yan he transmitted, Zhang Lu showed shock on his face: "Isn't this just Mu Wusheng?" Sun Yan's appearance appeared in his mind, and his tone was very sure, "Except for a slightly different temperament, there is no other difference!"