"No, they're all dead. All three of them were finally teleported out as remains. ”

“……”

"They're all dead?" Shen Ming was stunned.

"That's right." The middle-aged man bowed his head slowly, "The one who left this power behind is the 'Saint King' who founded the Holy Hall back then, he is known as the existence closest to a king in the history of the entire Super God Continent, and he is also the only existence with the title of 'Saint King'. ”

"He is an invincible man, his obsession with martial arts can be described as fanatical, and he believes that only by experiencing life and death can he become the best powerhouse.

The power of the Holy King is the most powerful power of the Templar, but it has existed for thousands of years, and no one has ever been able to pass on its power. ”

For 5,000 years, a total of three people have been recognized by this force, but all of them have fallen because of their lack of strength.

Perhaps, it is impossible for people below the 70th level to pass the test.

”

The middle-aged man said with a serious face: "Believe me, these three people are all real peerless geniuses, they were born in the Super God Continent, their strength is already stronger than yours, and their strength is far above yours."

"But the result is the same, I know very well that you people from the other plane died here, not really dead, but resurrected, but with a decrease in strength."

"However, you must understand that each person can only get one chance to enter the Templar, and if you can't succeed, then, even if you are recognized by all the lineages, you are not eligible to inherit their power."

"You're a true genius, and with the recognition of the other twelve lineages, you can get the most out of your abilities, so you'd better not do the least things you shouldn't."

Shen Ming nodded and did not speak.

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, he was really worried that Shen Ming would be stupid enough to choose this pillar.

He has a lot of talent, but once he gets in, it's a dead end.

Shen Ming moved to the left, as if thinking about something.

After taking three steps, he suddenly stopped, looked at the central pillar, and after a while, he asked, "Is the inheritance of this pillar the most powerful?" ”

The middle one is two to three times thicker than the other ten.

"Of course, the strength of the Saint King is stronger than the others, but ......"

"Okay, I'll pick the one in the middle!" Shen Ming turned around and pointed to the most central pillar.

"You ......" The middle-aged man frowned: "Didn't you hear me?" I can tell you responsibly that if you choose this lineage, then you will not pass the test at all, and you may even become a corpse! And if you die, you won't be able to get any more inheritance from the Templars! ”

"I understand." Shen Ming bowed his head slightly: "But you told me that the inheritance of the most central pillar is the most powerful!" All I want to do is get stronger! No matter how terrible this test is, I'm going to break it! ”

"......" The man in white raised his head and stared at him with a pair of sharp eyes: "I don't know whether to appreciate your decisiveness or to laugh at your ignorance?" ”

"Even if I fail, at most I will drop three levels, and there is nothing to regret.

And if I give up just because you say 'dangerous and impossible,' I will look down on myself." Shen Ming said slowly.

His unequivocal tone, as well as his expression, showed his determination.

The middle-aged man in white frowned, looking at him, for a long time, he suddenly let out a long sigh, and he didn't know whether he was lamenting Shen Ming's courage and confidence, or regretting the death of a peerless genius.

"You decide, then it's up to you."

The white-robed man continued, "Now that your abilities are recognized, walk up to the stone pillar, place your hands on the stone pillar, close your eyes, and it will automatically teleport you to a mysterious place. ”

"It doesn't matter if you succeed or fail, you'll be teleported back. You can go now. ”

His expression was as if he was watching his own failure, and Shen Ming also realized the horror of this test at this moment.

He glanced at the pillar in the center and said, "Can I go and replenish some supplies first?" ”

The white-robed middle-aged man's eyes flashed, he pondered for a moment, and continued: "According to the rules of our Holy Hall, every time a person who receives the inheritance can only come in once, and after going out of the Holy Hall, they can't come in again, but for the sake of your talent, I will make an exception once." ”

"Good!!" Shen Ming nodded, turned around and left.

Seeing Shen Ming's figure leave, the middle-aged man's expression became indifferent again, with a hint of disappointment: "I have never seen thirteen people who have been recognized by the inheritance. ”

"His talent, which can be said to be unprecedented, will inevitably cause an uproar once it spreads. Is he young, impulsive, or ...... He's really confident......"

As soon as the door of the sanctuary opened, the seven guides who were originally at the door, who were talking to each other, looked at Shen Ming with a "brush", everyone was stunned, and before they could speak, they saw Shen Ming disappear in place with a "whoosh".

The seven guides are all confused, you look at me, I look at you, I don't understand what's going on.

Shen Ming ran to the equipment store in a hurry, spent 10,000 gold coins to buy the best recovery potion, and almost filled his backpack.

Then he looked at the time, and ran in the direction of the Sanctuary again.

"Oops! What's wrong with you? ”

Swish!

Rumble!

The seven guides saw him from afar, and before they could say anything, Shen Ming rushed over like a gust of wind, walked into the holy hall, and then closed the door of the temple.

The seven neglected mentors looked confused again.

"Are you sure you're ready?" When the white-robed man saw Shen Ming coming over, he didn't give up persuasion.

"Yes, I'm ready. I'll go right away. ”

Shen Ming said as he walked towards the pillar in the center.

He reached out and pressed it on the pillar of light.

"Wait a minute."

The middle-aged man suddenly stopped him.

Shen Ming stopped and turned his head.

"Maybe I'm too conservative in my thinking, so I would rather have some miracle than history repeating itself again and again."

The man in white slowly walked in front of Shen Ming, his eyes were a little cold, and then handed him a small bag: "Your talent can make the whole world tremble." ”

"And your talent may not be called talent, but you get it through countless efforts and training, then you have a chance to create a miracle. So, I'm looking forward to your return, and I want to give you something useful before that. ”

Shen Ming raised his head, took the package, and bowed his head gently: "Thank you." ”