The Long Journey to Immortality

After the mark was completed, the light did not disappear, but became the only source of light in this world.

Looking sideways at the back of her hand, Han Lu thought to herself, "Could it be a message left by Senior Wang Han this time?"

The sword-shaped mark symbolizes Fang Lin, a swordsman, while the counting rods symbolize Wang Han, who is skilled in divination.

This inference is reasonable.

Sure enough, as Han Lu stood in this void, controlling the spiritual energy within her body to flow towards the mark on the back of her right hand, a humanoid phantom gradually solidified and became clearer beside her within three breaths.

A young cultivator dressed in white robes appeared before Han Lu.

Although Han Lu had heard news of Senior Wang Han from Fang Lin many times in the Moon Pearl World, she had never actually seen this strategist cultivator who was proficient in divination in the ancient cultivation era.

Seeing is better than hearing.

Although Wang Han was not as refined and cultured as Han Lu had imagined.

Even the aura emanating from this phantom and its deep eyes allowed Han Lu to imagine the scene of Senior Wang Han dominating a group of human cultivators during the ancient cultivation era.

Unsure whether the illusion before her was an influence left by Senior Wang Han or a lingering remnant, Han Lu waited a moment. Seeing that Wang Han showed no intention of speaking, she respectfully bowed and greeted him, "Greetings, Senior Wang Han."

"Han Lu, there's no need for such formalities."

Han Lu was slightly surprised that he could directly state his name, but upon closer reflection, she realized that the lingering spirit in human form before her came from Wang Han, who was skilled in divination. This surprise quickly dissipated in Han Lu's mind.

Having mastered divination and the ability to foresee the future, Han Lu wouldn't be surprised if Wang Han suddenly started calling her "Feng Bailu" later.

"The secret realm has been closed. I wonder what business Senior Wang Han has with me now?"

After waiting for a moment, Wang Han slowly said, "Naturally, I will grant you another tremendous opportunity."

Given this situation, and combined with Senior Wang Han's expertise, Han Lu even imagined that Wang Han had already calculated and guessed what questions she and the other cultivators would ask and what they would say at this time, and then left behind images to answer them one by one.

"Opportunity? What opportunity?" Han Lu asked habitually.

After waiting another three or four seconds, Wang Han's phantom changed the subject and asked, "Han Lu, what do you think is the greatest opportunity in this secret realm?"

Without a second thought, Han Lu replied, "Naturally, it includes many high-level magic treasures."

Han Lu had inquired with Piaomiaozi about the magical treasures possessed by Golden Core cultivators.

For a typical Golden Core cultivator like Piaomiaozi, it's common to have only two or three spiritual artifacts in his storage bag.

Therefore, high-level magical artifacts such as spirit weapons are far rarer than imagined, and in terms of value, they naturally surpass the spiritual plants and materials hidden in ancient cultivation secret realms.

To everyone's surprise, Wang Han shook his head and said, "The opportunity I'm about to give you is far more precious than these material possessions."

"Hmm?" Han Lu asked, full of doubt. "What could be more precious than a spiritual treasure?"

When he said this, Wang Han's tone was slightly different from before, "Naturally, it is the lineage and inheritance left by our generation of cultivators."

Upon hearing this, Han Lu's eyes lit up, and she was almost ready to kowtow and formally become his disciple. "Senior Wang Han, are you going to teach me the art of divination and prophecy?"

“No, no,” Wang Han shook his head and said, “What kind of spell I will teach you depends on how you perform in the secret realm…”

After saying that, Wang Han's phantom raised his hand, and a scale appeared beside Han Lu.

In his hand, he held a small, cute weight.

Wang Han pointed to the balance scale and said, "Come on, now put your storage bag on the balance scale."

"It's just a weighing; the stuff will still be yours later."

This kind of testing and judgment method is very crude.

This cultivator, who was able to acquire more ancient cultivation treasures in the secret realm, was naturally highly skilled and had unlimited potential, thus gaining the favor of Wang Han and even another ancient cultivator, Fang Han.

Upon hearing this, Han Lu did not hesitate and quickly placed the two storage bags containing ancient cultivation treasures on top.

The two storage bags landed on the balance scale, pressing down on one end of the scale completely.

Since she considered herself one of the two biggest winners in the ancient cultivation secret realm, Han Lu did not add anything unnecessary by placing her private property on the scales along with the wealth she had obtained through fighting.

Sure enough, when Wang Han placed the weights on the right side of the balance scale, he did not lift the left side at all.

Seeing this, Han Lu was overjoyed and said, "Senior Wang Han, do I have passed the test?"

Wang Han nodded and said, "That's right, Han Lu, you are a talented and capable young person, worthy of the tradition left by our generation..."

After saying that, Wang Han waved his hand, hiding the scales. Han Lu hurriedly hung the two storage bags back on her waist, afraid that she might accidentally lose these valuables.

"Take a look..." Wang Han took out another list, pushed it forward, and sent it flying toward Han Lu.

Han Lu subconsciously reached out to take it, only to find that the list was just an image, and she grabbed nothing.

The list was unfolded in front of Han Lu, and the names of a total of twenty-one cultivators appeared on the list.

These cultivators were all Nascent Soul cultivators who successfully ascended during the ancient cultivation era and left behind magical treasures and lineages in the secret realm.

Wang Han and Fang Lin's names appeared at the top of the list.

In addition to their names, each Nascent Soul cultivator's name is followed by a brief introduction, explaining what this cultivator who left behind a lineage was good at and what aspects of the legacy they left behind were related to.

Because Han Lu obtained a large number of ancient cultivation treasures, all the names on the list were now available for her to choose from.

In another small world, Zhong Lili only had a few names left on the list to choose from.

When Han Lu was hesitating between following senior Wang Han or senior Fang Lin, Wang Han's words made her make up her mind.

"Before the inheritance, there will be a test related to the content of the inheritance. Please choose carefully and don't waste this opportunity."

Han Lu, who was quite interested in divination and prophecy but knew nothing about the skill, immediately gave up the idea of ​​accepting Wang Han's test.

She pointed to the name "Fang Lin" on the list and said, "I want to accept Senior Fang Lin's test."

[Author's Note] Well, there are still 2 days of holiday left.

Chapter 240 Test

She pointed to the name "Fang Lin" on the list and said, "I want to accept Senior Fang Lin's test."

Compared to the mysterious path of divination, Han Lu felt that with her sword-wielding skills, she had a better chance of passing the test of the ancient sword cultivator Fang Lin.

Han Lu's choice seemed to have been expected by Wang Han.

With a wave of his hand, he scattered the list in front of Han Lu and said indifferently, "Fellow Daoist Fang is proficient in sword control, and regardless of cultivation level, he is the number one sword cultivator among us."

"I hope that Han Lu, ten thousand years from now, you can successfully gain Fellow Daoist Fang's favor, pass the test, and inherit and carry forward his unique sword-controlling skills."

"When humanity faces calamity in the future, may they contribute all their strength and become heroes like Fellow Daoist Fang, helping humanity overcome difficulties and once again dominate this continent for 100,000 years."

After saying this, Wang Han's phantom gradually faded away.

Another phantom appeared, which was the ancient cultivator Fang Lin that Han Lu had seen in the Moon Pearl World.

"Senior Fang."

Han Lu bowed respectfully and greeted them.

However, Fang Lin's phantom was clearly less intelligent than Wang Han's phantom.

Fang Lin, standing in front of Han Lu, ignored the goodwill shown by his junior, Han Lu, and instead stood there doing as he pleased, expressionless, reciting as if reciting a memorized text.

Such a performance made Han Lu even more convinced that Senior Wang Han had predicted this conversation with Han Lu in the spatial rift 100,000 years ago, which is why he could answer Han Lu so fluently in the exchange just now.

Fang Lin heard Han Lu's very familiar voice in front of her.

"Those who choose to inherit my sword-wielding tradition must pass three tests."

"I will pass on a portion of my understanding of swordsmanship to you with each level you pass."

"The first hurdle is..."

"Know yourself and know your enemy and you will never be defeated. In the first hurdle, you need to overcome yourself."

After saying this, Phantom Fang Lin's form changed.

In just three breaths, a female cultivator appeared before Han Lu, dressed in the Central Plains clothing that Han Lu wore when she entered the ancient cultivation secret realm, though her facial features were slightly blurred. Even the position of her storage bag was the same as when Han Lu entered the ancient cultivation secret realm.

Clearly, upon entering the ancient cultivation realm, the ancient cultivators used methods to record Han Lu's information.

Feeling that Fang Lin's phantom form wasn't pretty enough, Han Lu deliberately used her true spiritual powers again to change the feather-formed clothing from a modern style back to an ancient Central Plains style.

Thus, the scene became two female cultivators with similar figures and clothing standing face to face in the dark space.

"I'll give you ten breaths to prepare..." Han Lu's voice came from "Han Lu's" mouth. After speaking, it was as if he had teleported away, retreating a hundred meters and creating distance between himself and Han Lu.

Hearing her own voice echoing elsewhere made Han Lu feel a little strange.

However, she quickly regained her composure and focused her attention on the test.

"Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated," Han Lu recalled what Senior Fang Lin had just said. "Do I truly understand myself? What weaknesses do I have that I can address? Having survived the ancient cultivation secret realm, how can I find the right remedy and achieve victory?"

After careful consideration, Han Lu shamelessly drew a conclusion to herself: "Among Qi Refining cultivators, I should be considered to be without any flaws."

The saying "Wang Po sells melons, praising her own wares" still holds some truth.

Possessing the ability to transform into a true spirit, Han Lu surpasses many Qi Refining cultivators in external martial arts, and is completely immune to illusions cast by cultivators of the same level.

Having practiced the "Great Zhou Heavenly Water Condensation Technique," Han Lu, who had reached the twelfth level of Qi Refining, had opened a total of 318 acupoints in her body. In terms of spiritual power, she far surpassed other cultivators at the same level, and it was not an exaggeration to say that she possessed profound magical power.

As for spells and magic weapons, not to mention that, starting from the first level of Qi Refining, with the "accumulations" left by Xiaoyaozi and a good teacher, Han Lu surpasses many Qi Refining cultivators in these two aspects.

Combat experience...

Thinking of this, Han Lu's eyes lit up.

She looked at the phantom, whose features were not even clear, and thought to herself, "Even Senior Fang Lin's own phantom looks a bit dull, so this phantom of me definitely can't inherit my combat experience and combat intelligence."

"We could try starting from this angle."

Considering the attire of the phantom in front of him, Han Lue felt that he could use the most basic weapon control techniques to control "sturdy" spiritual weapons and treasures, just like he did when dealing with the three cultivators Yuwen Bing and Chu Fei. He could use these things that the phantom might not have to deal with her.

I have a plan in mind, but how to implement it will depend on the circumstances.

Ten breaths later, Han Lu shouted "Start!" and then patted the storage bag at her waist, summoning the eighteen spirit swords.

Perhaps it was because this illusion was created by the sword cultivator Fang Lin that he immediately chose to use the spirit sword and the sword formation to deal with Han Lu.

Fortunately, Senior Fang Lin did not intend to cheat during the first test. Otherwise, if the phantom in front of Han Lu had used Senior Fang Lin's unparalleled sword control technique, Han Lu would have been defeated in just a few breaths.

Han Lu set up the Five Elements Sword Formation, meticulously manipulating the spirit sword, trying to engulf Han Lu, who was not far away, in it.

Han Lu was quite familiar with this move, so naturally he didn't take the sword formation "Han Lu" used too seriously.

A spirit sword flew out of the storage bag. Han Lu flew on the sword, easily dodging the sharpness of the Five Elements Sword Formation formed by eighteen spirit swords.