MTL - It’s Obviously a Life Skill, But You Developed It Into a Magical Skill

 A powerful force gradually spread over the old man in front of him.

 Everything around him was distorted, as if affected by the old man's breath, he was being squeezed out unconsciously.

 There is a sense of twilight in the old man, but it would be a big mistake to think that such an old man is about to enter the coffin.

Although he is gloomy and gloomy, the old man seems to be unable to avoid those years and does not dare to leave any traces at all.

Although he looks the same as Sui Lao, Zhou An thinks that the old man in front of him is not Sui Lao.

The old man looked at Zhou An, the approval in his eyes became stronger and stronger, and he showed a very appreciative smile: "How did you see through this situation?"

Zhou An pointed to the surroundings and said slowly: "I think that no matter how perverted a person's personality is, they will not do such a blatant thing."

　　The words are rough and the reasoning is not rough.

If it were Zhou An, even if he had some perverted ideas, he would not choose his own plan in front of others, or even give others so-called choices.

 This is even more impossible.

All of this happened too suddenly, especially the face-fluttering scene just now. Zhen Tianzun felt that it was too sudden for him.

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 So this is Zhou An’s biggest doubt.

The old man suddenly realized: "I am really too impatient. Time is limited. You are leaving soon. I have to find a way to keep you and see how talented you are."

 Zhou An remained silent and did not answer this question.

 After a pause, the old man asked again: "How can you confirm that I am not Sui Lao?"

Zhou An did not answer, but asked: "I wonder how much of the illusions that senior showed me are true and how false?"

 The old man thought for a while and said: "Basically, except for my identity, my identity is not in an illusion."

Zhou An understood, and then said: "Then I can conclude that the senior is not old. In the illusion, Sui Lao is dead, sleeping with history, and breathing with the years, but after death, he The bones were transformed into reliefs and engraved with tombstones.”

"When I came to this space before, I saw a skeleton. The stone slab in front of the skeleton was only half-engraved. The skeleton made me fall into an illusion. Then this skeleton must be someone other than Sui Lao."

“So I conclude that the senior is the skeleton, or has transformed into a skeleton.”

 At this point, Zhou An stopped talking, but the meaning was self-evident.

 As Zhou An spoke, the old man smiled more and more on his face, and the admiration in his eyes became more and more exuberant.

 After Zhou An finished speaking, the old man asked.

“In today’s world, are all the young people as smart and capable as you?”

 Zhou An thought for a while, and then said in a positive tone: "I don't know, I couldn't feel it when I hit them."

 When he finished saying this, even a living epic like the old man couldn't help but look stiff.

He always felt that Zhou An's answer exceeded his expectations.

“Senior, let’s get back to the topic. I want to know who you are?” Zhou An continued to ask.

 The old man did not answer, shook his head, and then said in a very irritating tone: "Guess."

 Zhou An's mouth twitched slightly.

 Seeing that the old man really didn't seem to want to answer, he actually guessed.

 Subsequently, Zhou An touched his chin with his hand and walked back and forth.

 After thinking for a moment, something suddenly occurred to him. He turned his head suddenly and looked at the clothes on the old man's body.

 The white clothes are still the same as the skeleton before, but the details on the white clothes are more obvious than before.

 On the collar and cuffs of the white clothes, there are thin lines of light gold, patterned with auspicious clouds and tiny long patterns, like dragons.

Zhou An narrowed his eyes, as if he had guessed something, then he put down his hand and suddenly said, "Junior Zhou An, I have met His Majesty."

Your Majesty.

After these two words were spoken, the old man's expression paused, and then he revealed memories and deep thoughts, as if he was remembering his past years.

“I haven’t heard this title for a long time.” The old man sighed: “In the current situation, who is the emperor in your country, and what state is it?”

Zhou An shook his head: "Nowadays, there are several countries, and the emperor of the Chu Kingdom where I am, I don't know what strength he has."

 He answered honestly, changing from his previous hesitation.

After all, what he just guessed, if it is correct, is that the person in front of him is probably beyond the four categories, the emperor of the so-called great domain dynasty before those endless years.

“How could you guess my identity?” the old man asked with interest.

Zhou An said without hesitation: "To be able to go deep into it and live longer than any ancient epic, then it must be above the four major categories, and above the leaders of the four major categories, I I can only guess such an identity.”

Just like the current state of Chu, is the national division strong, the general secretary strong, and the prime minister strong?

  But there is someone more interested than them, and that is Emperor Xingwu.

  Emperor Xingwu was in charge of the Great Chu State, and the Great Chu State would not be in chaos.

 Hence, Zhou An came to this conjecture.

“Since I am no longer the emperor, there is no need to call me Your Majesty.” The old man smiled and said, “My real name is Yang, you can just call me Mr. Yang.”

Zhou An then put down his hand and said, "Thank you, Senior Yang. May I ask what Senior Yang means when he suddenly appears and gives me another illusion?"

 Ask if you have any questions. This is Zhou An’s character. In a situation like this, it’s best to be direct.

 Because the man standing in front of him is a legendary figure who has lived to this day beyond the years of independence. He is still one of the people who stood at the top of that era.

If you play tricks on a person like this in front of him, they won’t need to use their abilities at all. They can sense it with just a casual glance.

 After all, the little rice you eat is not as much salt as others, and the roads you have traveled are not as many bridges as others. Why should you be careful?

 So simple is the ultimate.

Zhou An thought that the other party would give him some lofty answer. For example, because he saw that you were very talented and had amazing talents, he wanted to test it and then give you some treasure, just like what he saw before. Like a novel.

Who would have known that after asking this question, Mr. Yang actually shook his head.

“I’ve just been here for a long time and was bored. I finally saw someone come in, so I came up with this idea.”

 It’s that simple and that direct.

Zhou An’s head is full of black lines, but if you think about it carefully, it actually makes sense.

 At their level, to be honest, for them, the long years are just a blink of an eye.

 What kind of talent, what kind of talent, have they not seen before?

 It’s just that Mr. Yang must be bored if he stays here for a long time.

To be honest, except for the pervert Zhou An, they may not be able to find this ancient city even if it stands in front of them just by relying on the psychic realm.

So after so many years, Zhou An has only walked through it once. Because of this, Mr. Yang became curious and used those illusions to learn about Zhou An's past, and then tested Zhou An. It was as simple as that.

“Senior Yang, why are you staying here?” Zhou An didn’t get the answer he wanted and continued to ask.

 He is really curious now, and is even more interested in this former emperor of the entire dynasty.

 After all, as far as he knew and understood, in that ancient era, there was only such a dynasty.

 That was much more powerful than the current state of Chu.

  After all, there is no country that can be said to dominate the world.

　　Everyone is divided among themselves.

 At that time, the dynasty that could unify the world could be said to be unique.

 It is really based on the four categories.

Regarding Zhou An's question, Yang Lao's eyes showed loneliness and nostalgia again. He waved his hand, and a table and two chairs appeared in front of them.

 Later, Mr. Yang remembered something again, waved his hand again, and another chair appeared in front of him.

"Sit down, and ask the little girl in your shadow to come out and sit too. This little girl really likes you. The woman I simulated is full of murderous intent after just a little teasing." Mr. Yang slowly said.

 After finishing speaking, he sat on the chair minding his own business.

Although he laughed at himself and said that he was no longer the emperor, every move was filled with the emperor's unique aura of looking down on the world.

 Even sitting there, I could feel the strong aura of a superior person coming to my face.

Zhou An is a natural person, and he is never restrained. He sat directly opposite. At the same time, the black jade from the shadow came out and sat next to Zhou An.

Since coming out, Black Jade has looked at Mr. Yang with a particularly interested look.

Mr. Yang was also very calm, looking back at Black Jade with the eyes of an elder.

Zhou An sat next to him and looked at the two people, feeling that the black jade was a bit strange.

Since the day Heiyu followed him, he has never seen her so interested in anyone. This is really the first time.

As if sensing Zhou An's gaze, Black Jade turned her head, then gently placed her white hands on Zhou An's arms, carefully pulled them, and brought her red lips to Zhou An's ears. , whispered in a low voice.

 “Zhou An, he is very similar to me.”

 When Zhou An heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

To people in the industry, talking in a low voice is no different from conspiring loudly.

Of course, he is also a calm person and listened to these words naturally.

 After listening, I fell into deep thought.

resemblance?

When these two words appeared, Zhou An immediately thought of something, turned his head suddenly, and looked at Mr. Yang, the shock in his eyes was undisguised.

“Senior Yang, is it possible that you are half-human and half-weird?”

Black Jade is half human and half weird. If we talk about similarities, there is only one guess.

As expected, after Zhou An said these words, Mr. Yang nodded and said without hesitation: "You guessed it right, I am the first, and she should be the second, but my situation is different from hers. , This little girl seems to have come out through childbirth, but I am different. I became like this because of the gradual erosion of endless years in order to survive. "

 Speaking of this, Mr. Yang waved his hand.

 At this time, all the surrounding scenery began to gradually change.

 Zhou An found that he was still in the room, but everything around him had turned into an illusion.

 Then, Mr. Yang pointed forward and said with a smile.

“You are very curious, let’s see how I survived.”

Zhou An turned his head and looked in the direction Yang Lao pointed. Then, not far away, he saw a man somewhat similar to Yang Lao, sitting on the same spot.

However, it’s not an image of an old man, but of a sturdy middle-aged man.

 The middle-aged man is wearing a yellow robe and his figure is extremely majestic, giving people a sense of majesty.

 Other than these, he is like a **** sitting at the top, looking at everything in the world.

Even if he is just sitting cross-legged on the ground, it seems that there is a throne connecting the sky and the earth behind him, and all living beings are spinning in his hands.

 This is the founder of the Great Region Dynasty, the unrivaled emperor.

But at this moment, in addition to the majestic aura of heaven and earth, there is also a heavy twilight aura about Mr. Yang.

"I'm dying."

In the fantasy world, Mr. Yang sighed. Although his straight back was not bent, his energy and energy were already declining sharply.

“Everyone is dead, all my old acquaintances are gone, and Lu Yi is gone. I should have died, but I don’t worry.”

“So I will stay here, and when I am about to die, I will use Lu Yi and all my old friends to suppress me completely.”

Zhou An raised his eyebrows when he heard this, as if he understood what it meant.

According to this meaning, Mr. Yang is probably afraid that he will be in danger to the whole world after becoming weird, so he also wants to use the green method to suppress himself.

Zhou An said nothing and continued reading patiently.

 Subsequently, everything in front of me began to change again.

Yang Lao's health is getting worse day by day, and his posture has also changed from that of a middle-aged man to a stooped old man.

The yellow robe faded and turned white.

At this time, the twilight energy in Mr. Yang's body had reached an earth-shattering level, like the roaring roar of the Yellow River.

 Even just one blow will make a person's life come to an end.

This ancient emperor, at this moment, is like an ordinary old man, holding a pen left by his age in his hand, writing continuously on the stone tablet.

“There’s nothing to write about, he’s just a person hanging on to his last breath. In the end, he didn’t bring anything to the dawn of life.”

Yang Lao wrote half of it, then put away the jade pen, with a deep look of shame in his eyes.

 He seemed to have aged a lot again in an instant.

“I still boasted that I was the master of the world and the emperor who controlled the world, but in the end I couldn’t even protect my people and couldn’t give them a stable environment. I failed!”

 The slate was only half written, but Mr. Yang gave up.

 He slumped down and lay flat on the ground, closing his eyes.

 There were tears sliding down the corners of his eyes.

 Zhou An fell into silence when he saw this scene, not knowing how to evaluate it.

He thought that if he were in Mr. Yang's position, the regret he felt at this moment would be true.

 In ancient times, an emperor of an entire dynasty was once the master of the entire world.

People like this are arrogant and conceited.

He has great ambitions and amazing talents, but something strange happened at the last moment.

The strange appearance made Mr. Yang mentally and physically exhausted. Emperors of the entire world in ancient times like this saw their people displaced and their lives in dire straits. In the end, they could only improve by lingering on, but they could not cure it.

That feeling of powerlessness is extremely oppressive. In front of his eyes, the scene was changing again, and the twilight aura on Mr. Yang's body was gradually deepening as time went by.

Although time cannot leave any traces on his body, it is like an invisible knife, constantly digging into his inner flesh.

 Next, an extremely terrifying scene appeared in front of Zhou An, making Zhou An's eyes widen.

 In Mr. Yang’s body, half of the flesh and blood is gradually disappearing.

 It seems like there are endless insects that are constantly gnawing at me.

 His blood and flesh, after half of the flesh and blood disappeared, only a piece of withered bones remained on Mr. Yang's body.

 The other half of flesh and blood is also gradually disappearing.

Zhou An originally thought that Mr. Yang would turn into a corpse, but what happened next surprised him.

The half of the corpse in front of me does not exude a unique aura of human beings, but a strange aura.

 When the strange aura appeared, it immediately aroused reactions from the surrounding people.

At this time, Mr. Yang, who had been letting Zhou An watch silently, said something that seemed to be an evaluation of the rest of his life.

"It's strange, why did I turn into something weird? I have resentment, I have a huge resentment!"

“My resentment is that the weirdness was not solved before I died. This resentment cannot be suppressed even in the cemetery.”

Zhou An nodded.

 If it can be controlled, then it is fake.

A big figure like this who is separated from the leaders of the four major categories may not be able to be controlled in these places.

 But he did not speak, but continued to read.

Subsequently, when a strange aura appeared on Mr. Yang's body, a strong sense of oppression suddenly appeared on the reliefs and bluestone slabs.

 After the feeling of oppression appeared, it continued to condense on Mr. Yang's half-skeleton.

This is the power of the relief, the residual power of the remaining sages, to the extent that when they come together, even a gathering of conspirators will be intimidated.

 “It should be effective.” Zhou An thought to himself.

 When the power came to half of the skeleton, it immediately suppressed the strange aura, and the flesh and blood returned, completely covering half of the skeleton.

 But Zhou Anping felt keenly that this was not the case.

“This is replenishing the flesh and blood, but the fundamental weirdness has not changed.” Zhou An said with a frown.

Sure enough, as he thought, after the flesh and blood were replenished, Yang Lao, who had his eyes closed, suddenly opened them.

 Then, he sat up and looked at his right hand, which should have been a piece of bone.

 Even this once ancient emperor could not hide the shock in his eyes.

 “I became half weird, half human?”

 At this point, the illusion ends and everything disappears.

Zhou An looked at Mr. Yang with complicated eyes.

“Because of being half-human and half-weird, life span can be extended.”

 This is his conjecture. After all, it is really a miracle that Mr. Yang has survived from those ancient times to the present.

Lao Yang did not refute this conjecture, and even nodded affirmatively.

"You guessed it right, but from then on, I couldn't leave this place. Look around. They imprisoned the one-armed old man we met at the beginning, the green clothes, and me."

"For me, this is a living prison cell, a prison cell condensed by countless sages and my old comrades-in-arms."

“If I go out, the other half of my body will completely turn into something strange. From then on, it is very likely that if I look at it casually, I will see the death of countless creatures.”

 At this point, Zhou An already understood what was going on.

 Including why this ancient emperor stayed here.

 He sighed, not knowing how to speak.

"Boy, if you have anything to say, just say it. I can't give you any benefits, but if you want to know any secrets, I can tell you clearly." Yang Lao said.

Zhou An raised his head and then asked: "Is the weirdness really impossible to eradicate? What is inside the cracks? What is after the cracks in the cracks?"

This is what he wants to know most. At first, the coven said that she was weird, so it could not be explained due to the rules, but this person in front of him was a living person, a former emperor, and an epic from ancient times.

After hearing Zhou An's question, Yang Lao smiled and shook his head: "There are really a lot of things you want to know, and your ambition is not small."

Zhou An replied: "It's not ambition, it's just curiosity."

 He told the truth, he was just curious.

Yang Lao withdrew his gaze and fell into deep thought, as if he was organizing his words.

　After a moment, he spoke slowly.

“It’s just a guess that the source of the strangeness comes from pollution, but who is the source of the pollution? We don’t know. As for what the cracks in the cracks you mentioned are, our guess is that after the cracks there is a polluted world.”

 A polluted world?

Zhou An touched his chin and felt that it was getting more and more interesting.

 He said nothing, waiting patiently for Mr. Yang to continue speaking.

 After a brief pause, Mr. Yang continued to speak.

“There is a dead silence and a completely destroyed world. It is like the world we live in. It was once alive, but our various practices have made our world not like that world.”

 “I say this, do you understand?”

 Zhou An nodded to show that he understood.

Actually, it's really simple.

That place should be a completely dead world, and everything in it is occupied by weirdness. Unlike the world where Zhou An is now, there are still humans alive and prosperous.

Zhou An thought for a while, still thinking about what he needed to ask, but when he thought about it, there was nothing to ask.

This situation is normal. A big boss from the ancient times suddenly comes and asks you to ask him a secret. You really can't figure it out for a while.

When Mr. Yang saw Zhou An's look, he understood and waved his hand: "Actually, those secrets from ancient times are nothing to listen to. Everyone has turned into loess. What's the use of telling the secrets? If you really want to I want to say, you are here, I can talk to you for countless years, but it is of no use. "

“In fact, the most important thing for you right now is to continuously weaken the cracks through the psychic space, so that the weirdness in the cracks can be truly alleviated.”

 “Until one day, a person appears who can completely solve the mystery.”

 Zhou An nodded to express his understanding.

“Let’s go, you young people have your own things to do, so there’s no need to stay here.” Mr. Yang said with some calmness on his face.

 He was very satisfied, because after endless years, he was too lonely. Today Zhou An chatted with him for a while, which relieved this loneliness.

 He can stay here again for countless years.

 In fact, this ancient emperor was both a prisoner locked up in this kind of cemetery and the controller of this kind of cemetery.

 “Is there a chance to meet next time?” Zhou An stood up.

 He is indeed going out now, all the troubles have been resolved, and he still needs to get out of the liver proficiency.

 As for here, let them sleep here.

"I'm afraid it will be difficult next time, because this cemetery is not here forever and will keep moving." Mr. Yang said slowly.

“After all, if you stay in one place for too long, there will be a risk of exposure sooner or later, so I just keep wandering around.”

“And in the psychic space, there is the residual aura of the crack, and there is also resentment.”

 “If you stay in one place for a long time, I am afraid that resentment will arise here and the balance here will be disturbed.”

 Zhou An nodded to express his understanding.

 It is indeed true. If you stay in one place for a long time, it is really possible.

 “Mr. Yang.” Zhou An rubbed his hands: “Are there any relics? Since so many masters are sleeping, can you give me one or two?”

Mr. Yang shook his head: "No, how do you think these reliefs came to be?"

The meaning behind the words is that this relief is related to things like relics.

“Before you leave, do me a favor and rearrange the formation so that at least some little ones will not step into it and be disturbed.”

"They are not as powerful as you. Maybe after seeing these countless reliefs, their minds will be shaken. They may be so ambitious that they will be unable to move forward for the rest of their lives."

 Zhou An agreed.

Lao Yang thought of another thing and said: "The Master of the Formation is real. Back then, one of her subordinates, who was also a Formation Master, passed by here, but unfortunately he couldn't break the formation. I have explored her past."

Zhou An nodded. He didn't take these things to heart.

 If you want to indulge in sex, just beat him to death when he comes. It’s very simple.

“You’re weird, kid. I couldn’t find out your past when I searched for it. I only know that Zong Xing has a grudge against you, and it’s because I’ve seen Zong Xing.”

Mr. Yang said in a deep voice: "But I don't care, who doesn't have some secrets?"

Zhou An didn't say anything. He couldn't explain this thing clearly.

Mr. Yang just sat like this, put his hands on his knees, straightened his back, and did not continue talking.

 Zhou An stood up silently, and then, without any nonsense, began to arrange the formation.

 The layout is very simple, and the materials are also very simple. Just use these stone slabs and the materials will not be damaged.

 Because these bluestone slabs cannot be eroded even by time.

Soon, the formation was successfully deployed, which was much better than the broken formation. At least in Zhou An's opinion, people in the psychic realm could not dismantle it.

 “Senior, I’ll leave first.” Zhou An said with his hands in hand.

Mr. Yang waved his hand to let him leave.

 Zhou An did not stay any longer, turned around and left the space.

 After leaving the room, the depressing feeling also eased. The palace was still black around him, but Zhou An did not hesitate and was ready to turn around and leave.

 But at this moment, Heiyu, who had been beside him, suddenly took his hand and asked him to stop.

Zhou An asked strangely: "What's going on?"

Heiyu, like Mr. Yang, is half human and half strange.

But Heiyu was not like Mr. Yang, who would be banned here, so when Heiyu pulled him, he felt that he must have something to say.

As expected, when Zhou An looked over, Black Jade spread out his white palms.

 On the palm of the hand, there is a mass of black Qi, which is constantly flowing.

 Inside the black Qi, there is a golden yellow that is constantly looming.

 “What is this?” Zhou An frowned.

Black Jade quietly pointed to the room behind him and said in a low voice: "He gave it to me, and he also said something to me."

 Zhou An asked: "What are you talking about?"

Black Jade pointed at the ball of Qi and said, "He said this is good for me."

Hearing this, Zhou An frowned and prepared to take the ball of Qi from the black jade hand.

 But before he could take it into his hands, Mr. Yang's voice came from that room.

“Don’t touch it, it’s half-human and half-weird Qi. It won’t do you any good if you touch it.”

"Don't worry, I have no other thoughts. This little girl has six extremely powerful miscellaneous abilities, but it is extremely difficult to integrate them."

“When she reaches the standard for fusion, this mass of Qi can help her completely fuse. It can be regarded as a gift from me, an old guy, and it can only be like this.”

Zhou An looked at the ball of Qi and winked, indicating that the black jade should be put away.

This thing can definitely play a huge role after Black Jade obtains the remaining two eight unique skills.

 But now is not the time to use it.

 Using it now, you can fuse up to six types, but after you have eight types, that is the best time.

Black Jade was confused, but he still put Qi into his palm.

 Zhou An turned around again, raised his hands toward the room and said, "Thank you, Senior Yang, for the gift."

 After finishing speaking, he took Black Jade in hand and left the Black Palace.

But before leaving, he said something silently, as if talking to himself.

“In fact, if ancient sages like you don’t give gifts, we will be very happy.”

 After saying this, he left the black palace and disappeared.

 In the room, Mr. Yang shook his head with relief after hearing Zhou An's voice.

“I am the emperor of a great dynasty, how can I not give you any benefit at all? It’s just that I’m too shy to take out this thing, but you will give me face.”

 After so many years, it was the first time he called himself me, and there was no sense of unfamiliarity.

Mr. Yang looked at the bluestone slabs around him, lying on the ground, resting his head on his hands: "Old friends, let's go on and see when these long years will end."

No one around responded, but the bluestone trembled majestically, as if accompanying the ancient emperor, never wavering.

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 (End of this chapter)