This can no longer be called a painting. It is like a three-year-old child drawing lines on it with a pen. However, even so, Zhang Yang was fascinated by the viewing.

Everyone was puzzled, but they didn't dare to disturb Zhang Yang, so they stood aside and waited.

"You should also be careful. This painting is the most strange in the entire hall. I guess there is another mystery."

After a while, Zhang Yang suddenly said such a thing. After his voice fell, Zhang Yang's eyes fell on the scroll in front of him again, and the light in his eyes flashed and disappeared.

When Li Tianqi and others heard this, they did not dare to be lazy and quickly did as Zhang Yang said.

"The strokes of this painting look messy, but they look like sword marks. The pen is used as a sword, and every move falls on this scroll."

Suddenly, Zhang Yang murmured in a low voice, and a hint of joy appeared in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Yang fell into a state of meditation again, but he kept conceiving the moves in his heart.

After a while, Zhang Yang stood up in front of everyone, using his fingers as a sword, depicting the sword technique he had conceived in his mind.

When Li Tianqi and others saw this situation, they were almost stunned. They obviously didn't understand what Zhang Yang had learned from this scroll.

After a long time, Zhang Yang's actions still did not stop. Li Tianqi and others' eyes also fell on him, and they were stunned and seemed to have a clear feeling.

Gradually, Zhang Yang's sword moves continued to improve and approached perfection, and his power naturally became increasingly large, and there was a faint sword energy emitted.

Li Tianqi and others were all geniuses. After being inspired by Zhang Yang, they all started to move, but they did not notice the situation on Zhang Yang's side.

As for Zhang Yang himself, he had been immersed in the scroll for a long time and had not noticed such an abnormality.

After a while, Zhang Yang raised his hand and feet, there was a sword energy emitted, and I am afraid that even the master of the swordsmanship would be like this.

"Okay, very good. For thousands of years, I finally waited for you."

Just as everyone was obsessed with swordsmanship, a sound suddenly appeared in the hall, awakening everyone in an instant.

Subconsciously, everyone looked in the direction where the sound came, and saw a phantom appearing, looking

Very dreamy, but real.

When Li Tianqi and others saw this situation, they widened their eyes, obviously unable to believe what was happening in front of them.

Zhang Yang was quite calm, his eyes fell on this phantom, and an old man-like figure fell into everyone's eyes.

"Very good, I'm very satisfied."

The old man's eyes swept over Zhang Yang, and then he said such words, with appreciation in his eyes.

"Who are you? What's going on?"

Before Li Tianqi and others could come back to their senses, Zhang Yang's voice came out again and his eyes fell on the other party.

"Don't panic, I have no malice towards you. I am just the guardian of this hall. Now I am a wisp of residual soul, and I can't cause any harm to you."

The phantom smiled and said something softly.

To be honest, if the phantom was not too illusory, Zhang Yang and others would definitely feel that the person standing in front of them would be a living person.

"For thousands of years, countless people have entered this hall. After coming inside, they are affected by negative emotions and fight each other. In the end, they die and disappear, stay in this ruins forever, and turn into a piece of loess."

The phantom sighed and said something like this.

After hearing this, Zhang Yang became even more curious and whispered in his mouth, "The impact of negative emotions?"

"Yes, that's right. There is a magical heart array set up by the master in the central hall, which can arouse the bloodthirsty desire in your heart. You are not affected. You must have walked together and trust each other."

The phantom smiled and spoke to explain to Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang and others suddenly realized it and then realized it.

"Can it be said that this ancient ruin is not dangerous. It was the previous case that major forces killed each other. In order to avoid revenge, the people who went out set up a suspicion array?"

In an instant, Zhang Yang reacted and said such words.

"Yes, that's right. The trial left by ancient ruins will not be at all dangerous. Even if it fails, it will only be sent out of the ruins and will not be in danger of life."

The phantom nodded

Although he didn't know what was going on outside now, he could already guess from Zhang Yang's words.

"Trial? What is this?"

After hearing the phantom's words, Zhang Yang became even more confused. He couldn't help but continue to ask again.

"Trial is the meaning of the existence of this ancient ruin. It's a pity that people who have entered it for thousands of years have only been fighting with each other, but have not trusted you like. Naturally, they have no way to calm down and understand the secret of the scroll."

The phantom smiled and explained again.

At this time, Zhang Yang had already understood that this scroll was probably the first level of test. If he could not understand the true meaning, he might not have appeared.

"Okay, if you have any questions, just ask, there will be a trial later. If you fail, you will be sent out of the ruins. Of course, the sword technique on this scroll will benefit you endlessly."

Immediately afterwards, the phantom sounded again.

Li Tianqi and others did not say anything, their eyes fell on Zhang Yang, obviously waiting for the latter to make an idea. The phantom naturally noticed the situation in front of him, but did not say much.

"Senior, this sword technique is indeed exquisite and powerful, but I'm curious about the fact that even the primary introductory trial technique is so exquisite. So what is the identity of the master of this hall? What kind of reward will he receive after passing the trial?"

After thinking for a while, Zhang Yang couldn't help but ask.

"Time has passed too long. Even I have forgotten his real name. I only remember that people call him the God King of Heaven-killing. As for the reward for passing the trial, it is naturally to obtain the inheritance of the God King."

The phantom sighed, and there was a little more sloppy in his words. After a pause, he continued to speak, "In those days, I don't know how many people wanted the God King to give me some advice. If someone is waiting for someone to pass the trial, it would be a great opportunity."

"Who is this God King?"

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Yang's voice came out again, his words were full of confusion. He had never heard of the title of God King.
Chapter completed!