Chapter 1227: The Spirit of the Weapon Appears

As the terrifying force swept across the surroundings, everything around it instantly shattered like a mirror.

He reappeared in the hall and sat on the chair without moving.

The scene just now was just an illusion.

Or it could be said that the spirit of the bronze hall derived these images based on the scenes in its own sea of ​​memory.

Although the images just now were very realistic, or in other words, there was no difference from the real thing.

But the first moment those images appeared, he knew they were fake, they were illusions.

If it were any other monk, they might not be able to help but become addicted to it.

Because those illusions will outline the scenes that the monks care about most in their hearts.

This is the softest part of the hearts of all monks and is easily touched.

In addition, when these illusions appeared just now, a strange energy invaded from all directions.

If this strange energy invades your body, you will definitely be addicted to these illusions.

It’s a pity that Lu Fan had already used the power of the system to cover himself with a barrier, condensing a layer of barrier armor for himself, completely protecting himself.

Therefore, these extremely strange energies had no way of invading his body.

Naturally, it won't affect him.

Precisely because these strange energies cannot invade his body, they cannot affect his mind and judgment.

Therefore, when those illusions appeared, he knew at the first moment that they were fake, they were illusions and could not deceive himself.

Although he knew that all this was an illusion, his heart was still touched.

After all, this is a memory that I have treasured for a long time, and no one knows about it except myself.

But now, it was displayed in this way by the spirit of the bronze hall, allowing him to see his parents again.

At this moment, he felt very complicated.

I felt both joy and excitement at seeing my parents, as well as deep guilt and sadness.

At the same time, there is also anger that is difficult to conceal.

After all, the spirit of the Bronze Hall used his deepest memories to confuse him, which really made him angry.

It was just that the spirit of the Bronze Hall used this method to allow him to see his parents again.

Although the parents he saw were created by the energy condensed by the spirit of the bronze hall.

But just a glance at it made him feel satisfied.

Ever since he traveled to this world of cultivation, he didn't dare to touch the memories of his past life.

Especially the memories of his parents were firmly locked in the deepest part of his heart.

I didn't even dare to check or touch them, or even recall them.

It’s not that he doesn’t miss the memories of his previous life, but that he simply doesn’t dare to think about it or touch it.

Because he was worried that after opening up his memories of his past life, he would collapse and his firm faith would be shaken.

But now, the memories buried deep in my heart have been revealed in this way.

So even though he was very angry inside, he was ultimately suppressed by the complexity of his heart.

After all, what the Bronze Hall Spirit did was to help him fulfill his dream.

After a myriad of thoughts flashed through his mind, he took a deep breath and stood up.

He no longer had any patience.

The illusion just now made him feel very complicated and unable to calm down. It also wiped out his patience.

I don't have that much time to spend with him slowly.

After all, I don't necessarily need his approval, and I don't need him to set up one test after another for me here.

I don't have much time to play with her.

So the moment he stood up, he looked ahead indifferently and said coldly:

"Let the test end here. I don't have any extra time to waste with you."

“Submitting to me is not an opportunity you give me, but an opportunity I give you.

If you don't want to surrender, then you can stay here. I don't need your treasure."

“Not just any treasure is qualified to submit to me.

Being able to cooperate with you in these two tests is already my greatest concession and all my patience."

Lu Fan's voice was cold and calm.

But these cold and plain words contained unquestionable arrogance and firmness.

After all, he was speaking the truth, and he didn't intend to use this method to threaten the Bronze Hall's spirit.

For other monks, this bronze hall is indeed an unimaginable opportunity.

You can do whatever it takes to gain the approval of the spirit of the weapon.

But for him, what really matters is always the system, and that will not change.

As long as you have enough points, you can buy everything in the system mall.

No other treasures are needed at all.

The reason why he was interested in this bronze palace was simply because the system's detection function was unable to detect the secrets of this bronze palace.

At the same time, it was also because of the terrifying aura and pressure that erupted from this bronze hall when he explored it just now.

Apart from that, his biggest interest was how many points he could get after recycling this bronze palace to the system.

To him, the value of a treasure is how many points it can recover.

Either it could bring him points, or like the bronze candlestick spirit, it could bring him unprecedented information.

If these two functions cannot be achieved, then any treasure is waste to you.

After all, these are the only two conditions I have, which is very simple.

As his cold and indifferent voice fell, the chair behind him disappeared.

The hall was dead silent; no sound or other movement could be heard.

However, Lu Fan was not frightened or panicked. He just stood there waiting.

He believed that as long as the spirit of this bronze hall was not stupid, it would definitely make a quick decision instead of trapping itself here.

After all, for the spirits of such treasures, they don’t have the extra time to slowly consume them.

It's like the spirit of a bronze candlestick.

Like the monks, they also want to reach a higher peak and further elevate and evolve their bodies.

After waiting patiently for a moment, the space ahead began to tremble slightly.

Then a figure slowly appeared in front of Lu Fan.

It was a white-haired old man wearing a green robe. His eyes were as deep as a black hole and an interested look appeared on his face.

After appearing, he looked at Lu Fan with interest, and Lu Fan also looked at him with puzzled and curious eyes.

After looking at each other, Lu Fan raised his eyebrows and asked calmly: "Are you the spirit of this bronze palace?"

In response to Lu Fan's question, the old man in green robe and white hair did not hide anything and nodded with a smile.

"Yes, I am the spirit of this bronze palace. I am the one you are looking for."

After getting this guy's affirmative answer, Lu Fan frowned slightly and said lightly...