The hunchbacked old man didn't say much about these two ancient treasures, and perhaps even he couldn't tell what they were.

Su Heng's doubts could not be solved, so he could only bury them deep in his heart for the time being.

"The Heavenly Emperor Sword, as the name suggests, is the divine weapon of the Heavenly Emperor, the Lord of Heavenly Court. It is a sword, an imperial sword, and it is not a sword, but a kind of Tao, the emperor's way! This sword of the emperor's way has transcended infinity, impermanence, impermanence, impermanence, and impermanence, and is ever-changing, infinitely disillusioned, and surpasses all the Great Luo Divine Soldiers. ”

Speaking of this, the hunchbacked old man's face showed an undisguised look of reverence, "It is the same as the Heavenly Emperor, it has reached a certain Dao realm that makes future generations look up to the mountains. If you get this treasure, it will be many times better than the artifact. ”

Everyone listened with fascination, but isn't this kind of existence, which is rarer and more precious than an artifact, even farther away from them?

As soon as everyone thought so, the hunchbacked old man said again: "And I, I know where the Heavenly Emperor's sword is." ”

The crowd fell silent in an instant.

This time, the old man did not arouse people's appetites, and said directly: "The Heavenly Emperor Sword is in the Emperor's Tomb, guarding the Emperor's Tomb with the Emperor's Monument." ”

The old man sighed with regret, "It's a pity, when I learned that some of the Dao Venerable Dao power was fused with the Heavenly Dao and transformed into a body under the cover of the Heavenly Dao, it was too late. ”

"Posterity!" His gaze suddenly lowered and locked on Su Heng, "The great cause of the emperor's monument and the emperor's mausoleum needs someone to inherit the will of the predecessors, follow the wishes of the predecessors, keep the path of the predecessors, and open up the blessings of the descendants." The inheritor of the Heavenly Palace, if he is willing to undertake this mission, the old man should tell him the whereabouts of the emperor's monument. From now on, you are the guardian of the fifth generation of the emperor's monument and the keeper of the mausoleum! You should swear that the emperor's mausoleum will be unharmed, and you will never give up your death.

"You...... Wish?" The old man looked at Su Heng, and there was a trace of strange fluctuations in his empty eyes, as if he had given birth to spiritual wisdom, which was amazing.

Everyone looked at Su Heng in unison, wanting to see how he chose.

Su Heng was silent.

The guardian of the imperial monument and the guardian of the tomb are too heavy! This mission is too heavy!

From the words of the hunchbacked old man, he understood what these words meant.

Take care of the emperor's monument, guard the emperor's mausoleum, and prevent the otherworldly Daozun from coming out to cause trouble. Such a mission sounds majestic and fulfilling, but at the same time, it is also an unimaginable burden.

Accepting this mission is equivalent to carrying this piece of heaven on his shoulders, and one day, if the sky falls, he will be the first victim. Everyone can escape, but he can't, the mausoleum is in the people, the mausoleum is dead, this is the hero's mission, but also the hero's price.

The world will respect the hunchbacked old man, who sacrificed his life to become a hero, but when something like this happens to them, they may not be willing to become such heroes. In other words, they want to be heroes, but they don't want to suffer the price of being heroes.

People are selfish, and their instincts are for their own sake, not to mention that in the cultivation realm, the weak eat the strong, and the fittest survive. In the face of the olive branch thrown by the Dao Venerable of the Otherworld, it is difficult to guarantee that everyone can refuse the temptation like the hunchbacked old man, and do not hesitate to die to delay the pace of turmoil.

Su Heng is not a saint, he is just a normal person, he also has selfishness, he is not so great.

He didn't need the Heavenly Emperor Sword, nor did he need to know the whereabouts of the Emperor's Monument and the Emperor's Tomb, let alone carry this burden. According to the current trend, he can grow up smoothly, reach the peak of the avenue, and then go to live the best life with Qing'er, live carefree, and there is no need to worry about himself.

Moreover, he himself is still a little immortal, a little person who can be easily crushed to death with one finger of Daozun. Hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and if the figure who found the hunchbacked old man in the first place also found him, would he have the qualifications to burn jade?

At that time, if he sacrifices his life to become benevolent, what will Qing'er do? What should he do with the people he cares about and who care about him? If he surrenders and defects, not only will his conscience be uneasy, but he will also be sorry for his predecessors, and he will be abused by the people of the world, and he will be reviled for eternity.

Such a price is not insignificant.

And if he hadn't accepted this mission, all that would have changed, and all his worries and worries would have nothing to do with him, and he would have lived a nourishing and chic life.

Even if the sky falls in the future, there will be tall people on top of it.

To sum up, he didn't seem to have a reason to agree to the hunchbacked old man.

But...... Do you really want to back down?

Su Heng hesitated, and couldn't help but turn his head to look at Qing'er and Leng Yue Dance.

Unlike him, Qing'er didn't have so many considerations and concerns, seeing Su Heng looking at her, she smiled gently as usual, and her sweet smile seemed to be able to heal all the heart marks in the world and calm all the restless hearts.

"Brother Su Heng, no matter what choice you make, Qing'er will support you. I will be where you are, and I will go wherever you go. ”

Leng Yue Dance Yurong was solemn, without too many words, just said: "I also support you!"

Su Heng was silent, slowly retracted his gaze, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.

When he opened his eyes again, all hesitation and hesitation were gone, and all that was left was firm conviction.

"Yes!

In a word, it seems to be heavier than hundreds of millions of jun, and the scene is silent.

Qing'er and Leng Yuewu glanced at each other, smiling without saying a word.

After receiving Su Heng's affirmative reply, the fluctuations in the hunchbacked old man's eyes became bigger and bigger, as if he was about to come back to life.

This makes everyone scratch their heads, doesn't it mean that there is no remnant of spiritual intelligence?

What was also unexpected was that after the old man got the answer, he asked again, "Why?"

Su Heng's expression did not move, looked at the old man's cloudy eyes, and said seriously: "Because what should come will come eventually, you can't hide, you can't avoid it, you have no choice, you can only face it." ”

"Because under the nest, there are no eggs. ”

"Because the descendants are no worse than the predecessors, the unyielding backbone of the predecessors will not be bent in the hands of the descendants, and the burden of the predecessors can still be carried by the descendants. ”

"Because I'm ...... The Chosen One. ”

There was no arrogant words that swallowed mountains and rivers, there was no hoarse roar, Su Heng said the most conceited words in the calmest tone, and everyone was silent.

His appearance, his tone, seemed to tell a true truth.

Everyone was stunned, how many people can have such courage and character?

The old man also had a smile on his face, obviously very satisfied with Su Heng's answer. At this time, Su Heng said again: "However, I have one condition. ”

"On what terms?"

"I am willing to protect the Emperor's Monument and the Emperor's Mausoleum, to follow my own Dao heart and conform to the future situation, not for the Heavenly Emperor's Sword, let alone to kill myself. Therefore, before I become a saint, I will not swear to defend the tomb to the death, and if the situation is dangerous, I will choose to protect myself. After all......"

There was a little more resoluteness in Su Heng's tone, and there was no room for negotiation at all, "People die."

If that's it, there's nothing, it's all empty. ”

"If the seniors don't allow it, the juniors won't agree. ”

When everyone heard this, they looked at each other, but they also knew that the conditions proposed by Su Heng were very reasonable. If he wasn't even a holy immortal, Hugh said that he was just a guardian, even if he was the son of the Emperor of Heaven, he wouldn't be the opponent of Dao Zun, how could he afford this burden?

The old man was silent.

"In the past, the predecessors used the peak realm of the Holy Immortals, and even borrowed the power of the emperor's monument, all of them injured the enemy by 800 and damaged themselves by 1,000. This condition of the junior is not too much, right?"

The fluctuations in the old man's eyes became more and more intense, and at a certain moment, it seemed that some kind of seal had been opened, and under the shocked gaze of everyone, a little spiritual light bloomed from his eyes.

"Yes, with the descendants, I wish it would be enough. I have been sealed for an unknown number of years, and I can wait for this day, and I will live up to the meaning of its existence. ”

The old man sighed slightly, his eyes condensed, at this moment, except for Su Heng, everyone's six senses were all closed, and their divine thoughts were also sealed in the Mud Pill Palace.

The old man's spiritual wisdom could only last for a few breaths, he stopped talking nonsense, and said straight to the point: "The emperor's monument and the emperor's tomb are in the ......."

Just when he was about to tell Su Heng the whereabouts of the imperial monument, the words stopped abruptly, and the old man frowned, looking at a certain place in the main hall, his eyes were full of essence.

One of his hands was about to be raised, but he couldn't put it down, and sighed softly, with endless regret and depression.

Immediately after, his figure quickly faded and dissipated into light smoke.

Su Heng's heart froze, and he followed the old man's original gaze, his face gloomy.

"This old thing, you still found it, it's a little bit, it's a little bit close......"

In that dark corner, the sound of "clicking" footsteps sounded rhythmically, and the steps stepped on the floor, like a human heart beating, making everyone's blood boil.

After the old man's phantom dissipated, Qing'er and the others' six senses and the Mud Pill Palace were also unraveled, and at this time, hearing the ghostly voice and gentle footsteps, and then looking at Su Heng's appearance, they instinctively became vigilant.

"Who dare to pretend to be a ghost here!" a disciple of the Eternal Realm asked.

"Hehe......"

A chuckle came from the shadows, and at the same time, Su Heng's face changed drastically.

"Be careful!"

Before he could finish speaking, his figure flew out and went straight to the mysterious man in the dark.

Ye Xuan's footsteps flickered, and the silver light flowed, and he and Su Heng stepped forward together, while the rest approached the person who spoke, and formed a formation together to resist the enemy.

In the blink of an eye, everyone showed a strong ability to cooperate.

However, when Su Heng and Ye Xuan killed them, they were in vain. And over the head of the disciple who had spoken out earlier, a colorful river suddenly appeared.

The colored river runs from north to south, running from east to west, and the two ends extend to an unknown place, and I don't know how long. The flowing water in the river is like a turbulent wave, the waves crash on the shore, tumbling endlessly, and the dazzling colored light is as gorgeous as the aurora, which is so beautiful that people are intoxicated.

However, the most beautiful things often represent the ultimate danger. The waves of water swept down, and a colored water knife condensed, ignoring the joint attack of everyone, and cut straight from the top of the disciple who spoke, like a bamboo.

And when the water knife came out from under him, the colorful blade instantly became extremely dark.

Seeing this scene, Su Heng and Leng Yuewu's eyes widened at the same time.

"The power of fate!"