Pokémon in the real world

"This is the Silver Coffin."

The middle-aged man's finger pointed at the white coffin again. The coffin was completely white and spotless, giving people a feeling of soul shock.

"This coffin represents absolute purity. If you choose to open it, you may get the most unique personality and the freest power."

After speaking, Fang Heng nodded and looked at the last coffin.

This is a jet black coffin, not the kind of scary black, but a quiet black.

"This is the Coffin of Darkness."

The middle-aged man looked into Fang Heng's eyes and said calmly, "This coffin represents absolute death. If you choose to open it, you may get the most deadly power, but at the same time, you will also get the most cruel personality."

"Ah."

Fang Heng nodded at this time and looked at the middle-aged man, "You want me to choose one of these three coffins?"

"Yes."

The middle-aged man replied, "Of these three, one represents majesty, one represents purity, and one represents darkness, but only one of them is the true inheritance of the Artifact Saint. If you are selected, you will become the inheritor of the Artifact Saint and get The real treasure he left behind.”

After the words fell, Lin Qingyuan and others exhaled.

They finally understood what this middle-aged man meant. To put it bluntly, it was a choice.

This was much better than anything they had expected.

"The opportunity has come, Brother Fang, choose quickly..."

An Feng said something happily, but just in the middle of his words, he suddenly stopped. He saw Fang Heng raised his palm to signal him not to speak.

"Before choosing, I have questions."

Fang Heng looked at the middle-aged man and said.

"I will use my current wisdom to answer it." The middle-aged man nodded.

"Okay, who is the Weapon Saint? Where did he come from? Why did he die here?"

Fang Heng asked three questions directly.

"The Weapon Saint is the Weapon Saint. I don't know where it comes from. Anyway, it comes from the heaven."

The middle-aged man replied, "As for why he died here, he had a fight with a powerful man and was beaten to death by that man. The man admired the Weapon Saint and took the Weapon Saint into his own world."

"Yes." Fang Heng nodded, "Then who is the master of this world? What is his name? Where do you come from?"

"I don't know."

The middle-aged man shook his head, "I am just a remnant soul with no body memory."

"Yes." Fang Heng nodded again, "It seems that you don't know anything else when I ask you."

"I'm only responsible for this place." The middle-aged man nodded.

"Okay, I'm just going to ask you about the latest chapter of The House of Clever Housewives here." Fang Heng said lightly, with a flash of his eyes, "You just said, let me choose one of these three coffins to open. One of them is the real coffin." Inheritance, that means there are two who are not the true inheritance of the Artifact Saint, what if I choose the wrong one?"

"die."

The middle-aged man answered directly, leaving An Feng and others stunned.

"Why do you die if you make the wrong choice?" Fang Heng asked doubtfully.

"Only those who are born with the ability to sense the greatness of the Instrument Saint can make the right choice. If you make the right choice, you are destined to be associated with the Instrument Saint. The Instrument Saint will welcome you. If you are not destined to be the Instrument Saint, , but still broke into his tomb, that is offensive."

The middle-aged man said calmly, "Those who offend the Weapon Saint will only die."

"You only have one chance?" Fang Heng asked again.

"Yes." The middle-aged man replied.

"Then I'm asking you, why did you say, maybe?"

Fang Heng said lightly, "The gold coffin represents majesty, the silver coffin represents purity, and the dark coffin represents death. But you said that no matter which one I open, I may get this power. Maybe I am not sure. Why am I not sure? ?”

"These three powers, combined, are the weapon saints."

The middle-aged man said lightly, "If you choose right, you will get the other two powers. So I say, maybe, if you choose wrong, you will get nothing but death, but you It’s also possible to choose right and get all the power.”

"In other words, this possibility is based on my choice. If I am right, maybe it will disappear. If I am wrong, maybe it will become death?"

Fang Heng asked.

"That's it." The middle-aged man nodded.

"I understand." Fang Heng nodded and suddenly turned his eyes to look at Sacred Heart and others.

I saw that the faces of Sacred Heart and others were very pale at this moment. They really didn't expect that the place they thought was the inheritance would actually hide such a great danger.

"By the way, I still have questions."

Seeing the faces of Sacred Heart and others, Fang Heng suddenly asked, "If I make the wrong choice, will others be implicated?"

"Yes, if you make a mistake, you will die."

The middle-aged man replied.

"Then why should I choose instead of letting them choose?" Fang Heng frowned.

"Because you are the first person to enter the Qisheng Tomb, and because you are the strongest among these people. So naturally it is your choice."

"Then can I give up the choice?"

"No, this is the rule of the Weapon Saint. The strongest one will be chosen."

"Isn't this a little unfair?"

"There is no fairness in power."

Conversations rang out one after another, and the hall became quiet again.

"Brother Fang, you choose the latest chapter on how to be a qualified female supporting role."

At this moment, the Sacred Heart suddenly said, "Don't worry about us."

"Yes, we believe you." An Feng also nodded at this time.

"Haha, I know that." Fang Heng smiled at a few people. Of course he knew that these people trusted him and would not compete for this choice at all. This was the trust he had earned with his life during the Chaotic Continental Martial Arts Tournament!

"Please choose..."

"last question."

Interrupting the middle-aged man's words, Fang Heng said seriously, "You just said whether Qi Sheng would be happy or unhappy. Then, is he dead?"

"died."

The middle-aged man replied simply, "I said he was happy or not, but saying so will further show the authenticity of this matter and help you understand."

"Ok."

Fang Heng nodded and pointed his finger directly at the black coffin.

"I choose it."

The extremely crisp words he spat out shocked the three of them, even the middle-aged man.

"Why, can't you?" Fang Heng said lightly.

"Why did you choose it? Why did you choose it so quickly?"

the middle-aged man asked.

"You just said that gold represents majesty, silver represents purity, and darkness represents death. Majesty is reflected through strength. This is what most people want to obtain. This is just a kind of desire. Purity is represented through nobility. To set off, only people who are different and would rather break than bend can have this kind of thing, but this is just personality."

Fang Heng said lightly, "But death is different. Life and death are the most real things in this world. They are not determined by body and personality. Death is the only thing that can determine death. At the same time, death to the extreme is rebirth and cycle. In the face of life and death, body and character are just accessories, so I chose the most real death coffin because I live in the most real world."

After the words were spoken, Sacred Heart and others showed a look of understanding, and they all felt that what Fang Heng said was very reasonable.

But their eyes were still nervous, and they understood that the so-called truth is logic, and logic can be overturned at any time.

The real right and wrong is decided by this middle-aged man.

"I know your choice. Since you chose the Dark Coffin, I will open it for you to see."

The middle-aged man had an expressionless face and waved his hand. Immediately, the dark coffin began to vibrate, and with a creak, the coffin lid opened.

However, there was nothing, only a dark absorption.

The next moment, the golden and silver coffins seemed to be attracted by something, and actually entered the black coffin and disappeared!

After a moment, a golden brilliance, a white brilliance, and a black brilliance began to rise, and the next moment they enveloped the middle-aged man's body in front of Fang Heng.

The middle-aged man's appearance became older at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his clothes quickly turned golden. Finally, he turned into an old man wearing gold clothes, with pale skin and extremely dark eyes. The latest chapter of "Brilliant Starlight"!

The moment the old man appeared, the entire golden hall began to shake, and an inexplicable aura spread out, making Fang Heng and others shrink in their eyes.

They all seemed to feel a sense of arrogance and arrogance in this aura.

This is a kind of silent dominance, silent strength!

"My surname is Qi, and my name is Hun. When I was young, I was arrogant about being invincible in the heavens, so I changed my name to Sheng. I have been active for many years, but in the end I died at the hands of Hun Luo. It's sad, deplorable, regrettable, and gratifying!"

The faint words came out, and the eyes of Fang Heng and others changed again.

They all felt the meaning of the old man's words. Sadly, they were too conceited. Unfortunately, their opponents were too strong. Unfortunately, they died too early. Fortunately, he met someone who could kill him. His strong.

Sadness and joy are intertwined, and the emotions are ups and downs, but not chaotic at all. Each of them can arouse the deep feelings and resonance of Fang Heng and others.

This state has already been established in heaven and earth and is dissolved among all living beings. It is very difficult for people to understand.

"Young man Fang Heng, I have met my senior."

At this moment, Fang Heng's eyes flashed and he said something, which immediately caught the old man's attention.

"Oh?"

After looking at Fang Heng for a moment, the old man raised his brows and said, "You are young, but you have such bone strength and so many treasures. You are very good. Compared with me back then, you are not far behind."

Hearing this, Fang Heng smiled.

"You must be my inheritance."

the old man asked.

"Yes."

Fang Heng nodded.

"Very good. I have been dead for so many years, and there is still a successor who can inherit my skills. This is a great thing."

The old man smiled, "Next, what I want to teach you is my core skill, which is called the Soul Weapon Skill. If you learn this skill, you will know how to use a real weapon, and how to use a real weapon spirit. How to exert its power? At the same time, you can use the magical power of the weapon spirit, and you can also let your soul enter the weapon to train your soul."

After hearing these introductions, Fang Heng nodded seriously, "Thank you, senior."

"No need to thank me. You and I are destined. This is what we should be doing."

The old man waved his hand, "Now, I will pass on the knowledge to you."

hum!

As he spoke, the old man's body shook, and the next moment, it turned into a stream of light and entered Fang Heng's mind.

Fang Heng's body suddenly shook, and he saw countless words appearing in his mind on the spot. At the same time, the moment he saw these words, his eyes closed directly and his body sat up cross-legged.

This knowledge was so intense that even Fang Heng needed to take it seriously in order not to have his soul shattered by this knowledge.