You continue to roll! I'm going to learn to catch ghosts

in human history.

There are some heroes who have been passed down through the ages.

They were recorded with the deepest impression by the world.

Although it was somewhat illusory in the days to come, it was enough to prove that the incident shocked the people at the time.

Through the scene just now, Mu Jiu could tell at a glance that the old man opposite was the protagonist in the battle.

He suddenly recalled the warrior who slaughtered tens of thousands of soldiers with one blow as recorded in the history textbook.

But what the man used was an exquisite spear, not a sword.

Apart from this person, Mu Jiu couldn't think of anyone else who had such means.

Immediately he asked tentatively: "Senior is the legendary Zilong,"

"Mr. Zhao Zilong!"

The old man smiled and stopped playing the piano in his hand.

"Haha...it's just a respectful name for me. After so many years, it's no longer worth mentioning."

"My surname is Zhao and my first name is Yun, but I didn't expect that you actually know my name!"

"It seems that this time I have someone to inherit my swordsmanship inheritance, and the world in the future will never be too boring."

After Mu Jiu heard his answer, he was very shocked.

A legendary figure who had been dead for thousands of years appeared in front of him.

Even a soul body is enough for the world's most sophisticated archaeologists to study for a while.

"Senior Zilong."

"I'm a little curious. Didn't you use marksmanship in high school?"

"But in Cha Shui's memory, the master I saw used swordsmanship, which is completely different from what was recorded."

Zhao Yun raised his head slightly and took out a sword-like weapon from his hand.

The weapon was very different from the Sword Spirit, but one could vaguely feel the connection between the two weapons.

Suddenly, the sword in Zhao Yun's hand turned into a spear without any warning.

The sharp tip of the spear was shining brightly, if Mu Jiu hadn't seen it with his own eyes.

It was simply unimaginable that an ordinary sword could be turned into such a sharp spear.

"Senior Zilong..."

"What method are you using?"

When Mu Jiu was surprised, the weapon that turned into a spear suddenly turned into a string.

He stroked Jean and smiled.

"Everything in the world has its shape."

"If you connect the past and the present, the divine weapon will be able to change in many ways."

"The Book of All Transformations is enough to change any weapon, and you can get everything you want as you please."

"So as long as I want to make the weapon in my hand look like that, that's what it will look like."

"Everyone only knows that I, Zilong, am good at using spears, but they don't know that my swordsmanship is the most exquisite."

"If he had shown such amazing swordsmanship, he would have been harmed by someone with ulterior motives in those troubled times."

After listening to Zilong's words, Mu Jiu felt something in his heart. Once anything in this world shows its edge, it will definitely be jealous of others.

If you suffer the jealousy of too many people, then you must be in danger, and you must be aware of the danger at all times.

So Zilong put away his long sword, so that he could have a backup plan in troubled times, so that he could better live in troubled times.

Mu Jiu could understand this kind of thing very well. Ever since his first ghost-catching business became bigger and stronger, there have been more and more unknown dangers.

"Senior is worthy of being an ancient."

"It seems that there are many things that I still have to learn from my seniors."

After Mu Jiu finished speaking, the other party just smiled and didn't make any big moves.

Play the piano gently and drink tea lightly.

The sound of the piano is so sublime that it is as clear as the bright moon. Although Chao Xiaoyu has heard the waves of the battlefield thousands of times, it still sounds pleasant to the ears.

The sound of the piano can represent everyone's state of mind at this time, and there is a profound meaning behind the sound of the piano.

That kind of otherworldly scene only happened in this bamboo house.

The pleasant moments are very short-lived for today's people or heavenly masters.

There are always some trivial things in life that suppress our lives and make us have to work hard for those trivial things.

The sound of the piano falls and the tea is gone.

Zhao Yun then turned back to look at Mu Jiu, and then took out a small token from his hand.

Mu Jiu could tell at a glance that the pattern on the token was the Tianshi Alliance token he owned.

It is said that the token of the Celestial Master Alliance is only passed on to Celestial Masters, and not to ordinary Celestial Masters.

They must always have enough talent or a famous name in the Tianshi world, and have a strength that exceeds others, in order to have this kind of token.

Now that Zhao Yun has taken out such a token, it is enough to prove that he was once a member of the Celestial Master Alliance.

The token that had been preserved for thousands of years was not damaged. Mu Jiu wondered how long the Heavenly Master Alliance had lasted.

"Little friend."

"From the moment you entered this Sword Spirit Space, I could feel the aura of the Heavenly Master Alliance on your body."

"Years ago, if I hadn't secretly practiced the profession of Heavenly Master, I would have gained supreme combat power."

"Through transactions with the underworld, I earned countless gold and silver treasures for my lord, and conquered countless territories."

"But what I never expected was that retribution would come at the moment when I was about to win."

"God has eyes, and everything you do will be rewarded to you in another way."

"At that time, in the originally calm sky, a giant hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed me into the other side of the space."

"Later I found out that I was caught and taken to hell."

"At this point, we can no longer touch the affairs of the human world. Without my help, the lord will definitely be defeated."

After Zhao Yun finished speaking, his heart was full of regret. Indeed, as a famous general of his generation, he had not received enough inheritance.

But it did not completely disappear into the long river of human memory in the future.

At least the sword spirit left behind is enough to inherit all the inheritance he has.

"Senior Zilong."

"I know that you still have many wishes that have not been fulfilled. If you need me to help you with anything, I will definitely do it."

Zhao Yun did not speak, and saw the Heavenly Master Alliance on the table turning into a pile of powder floating in the air.

Without any signs, Zhao Yun's clearly visible soul was slowly dissipating.

At this moment, Mu Jiu wanted to call back his soul with his hands, but the situation was exactly the same as when Yi Yibai disappeared.

It would have no effect at all, even if Mu Jiu wanted to use the power of the avenue of life and death in himself to control the direction in which the soul dissipated.

It still failed to have any good effect. On the contrary, the power of the avenue of life and death suffered a powerful backlash.

A trickle of blood slipped from his mouth.

Immediately, Mu Jiu saw a faint smile in Zhao Yun's eyes.

"My friend, thank you for drinking this cup of tea with me."

"Please also inherit my Zhao Yun's sword spirit skills, and you will know the secrets in the future."

"I hope you will learn how to survive and don't act blindly because of your own emotions."

"Sometimes a fatal blow at a critical moment is the best blow to the enemy!"