"This little Lu Ming seems to be the one who came to cancel his identity as a saint, right?" The low and thunderous voice seemed a little surprised at this moment.
"Yes." A sharp voice sounded: "I didn't expect that this little guy is still a rare genius. He can walk in and out of the Jianjian Cliff or the swordsman's realm, which is really OK!"
"Hehe, we seem to have found a treasure this time!" The hoarse voice smiled excitedly. If it were the Kūkai Sword Saint here, they would definitely be stunned, because they were not angry at all, but excited, eager to see Lu Ming, so they expressed their impatientness.
"Oh!" A low voice sounded, and he said with melancholy: "How long have we been in the Zhenyuan Empire? Over the years, the sword hall has gradually developed under our operations. It seems to have developed well on the outside, but in fact it is far inferior to the development of the sword halls of the other two countries. We have always been behind!"
"Yes." A hoarse voice said with emotion: "We are always at the bottom of the Kendo Grand Competition every ten years! This shows that we have not achieved any results over the years! Failure is really a failure!"
"However, this little guy who appears now seems interesting!" said sharply: "You have seen the fluctuations of the sword energy of the Jianjian Cliff just now. Maybe, this time I have the chance to regain some face. And I can also let the people from the General Hall look at us differently, so as not to always be at the bottom!"
"It's true, but we should still talk about it after seeing that little guy." The low voice was excited and calm: "And I think we should conduct an assessment on him so that we will not be full of confidence and will be made fun of by others."
"Yes, let's take a test." The other two voices praised this approach at the same time.
At this time, the Kūkai Sword Saint was already very happy to come to the door of Zhenyu Sword Saint's Family. He controlled his mood, showed a righteous and angry look on his face, and walked in.
Chapter 4
Seeing the Kūkai Sword Saint walking in in all directions, the air smell in the room began to feel a little nervous. Although Sima Zhen was not interested in the matter of the juniors, he heard about the competition between the saints, and the masters of the saints often fought openly and secretly. After all, no one wanted the disciples he had worked hard to cultivate were squeezed out by others.
But when he came at this moment, it seems that nothing good is going to happen.
Sima Town looked at several old friends and stood silently in front of Lu Ming. He expressed his attitude with practical actions.
As the owner of the house, Zhenyu Sword Saint came out with a hint of surprise on his face and said with a smile: "Isn't this Brother Konghai? What wind blows you? Oh, it seems that he must have entered the Three Treasures Palace for nothing. Have you accepted some apprentices recently? Want my future son-in-law to train him? Or are he here to congratulate him on being promoted to Sword Saint?"
The other party's enthusiasm was beyond the expectations of the Kūkai Sword Saint, and his face was a little stunned. He couldn't help but be surprised by the actions of these old guys. He knew that these people could never buy them with money. As for things, there would be no lack of various treasures in the sword hall, but what kind of things, or factors, can make these old guys protect an outsider so obviously?
Especially Zhenyu, before things were going well, he couldn't wait to recognize his son-in-law, Jianhao? Then he had to grow up to count.
The Kūkai Sword Saint thought for a moment, and his surprised expression changed into a faint smile. He couldn't help but say proudly: "How could I be as leisurely as you! Actually, I'm just here to help the three sword priests pass on a message, run errands, and do some chores for a small matter."
Sword Priest? Everyone in Sima Zhen was stunned. The three sword priests were the highest representatives of the sword hall within the Zhenyuan Empire. In front of them, no one had any privileges, and their words were the highest order of the Empire Hall.
Zhenyu's sword saint glanced at Lu Ming, then asked with his surname: "Three sword priests said, "I wonder what you did not bring this time?"
"What's the matter? Humph! Isn't this guy doing a good thing?" The Kook-hai Sword Saint snorted coldly and said, "The three sword priests found that someone broke into the Jianjian Cliff and emitted a sword energy that soared into the sky. This is the greatest blasphemy to the forbidden area of the Sword Hall, and it is also stealing swords! So I specially sent me to bring a message and let Lu Ming follow me to the sword tower to obey!"
Stealing a sword? Everyone in Sima Town's faces suddenly turned blue. The secretly learning sword has always been regarded as a harsh thing by the Sword Hall, and the corresponding punishment is even more severe. The mild ones abolish the true energy, and the severe ones will even break the tendons!
The true energy that many old men had secretly mobilized gradually stopped. No one could resist the orders of the sword priest, but they were all sweating hard for Lu Ming.
Lu Ming stood up gently, showed gratitude to the many old men, and then said lightly: "Since the Sword Priest asked me to go, it doesn't matter, I will go once. You don't have to worry. If they really want to kill me and make things difficult for me, they won't just let him pass on a message, but will lead a large group of people to kill him."
When many old men heard Lu Ming's analysis, they felt that what he said was indeed reasonable. If the sword priest thought that Lu Ming was stealing a sword and was blasphemous forbidden land, wouldn't it be fine if he just sent a few sword saints to deal with it? There was no need to send someone to bring a message, and Lu Ming would have to go there.
However, the three sword priests were mysterious. What was their idea? This time, even the sword saint Zhenyu was helpless, and they could only look at Lu Ming's luck.
The Kūkai Sword Saint couldn't help but frowned, and thought to himself: "Yes! If the Sword Priest wants to destroy Lu Ming, why bother to go to the sword tower? Even if I come with their orders, who dares to stop it? However, when I heard the Sword Priest's anxious and trembling voice at that time, I was obviously angry?"
The Kūkai Sword Saint had serious doubts about his previous judgment at this moment. He took a serious look at Lu Ming. This kid was active among many powerful people, with a calm expression and calm attitude as if he was chatting with his old friends for many years. It seemed that it was really not easy!
After this, he could not turn anything around. He said with a disheartened voice: "Let's go, can you still have to wait for the noble sword priest?"
Lu Ming took a light step, and a sentence almost made the Kūkai Sword Saint so angry that he vomited blood: "Lead the way in front of his head."
The face of Kōhai Sword Saint suddenly twisted and looked at Lu Ming with anger: "You..."
"Brother Konghai!" Zhenyu's sword saint said in a cliché tone: "My future son-in-law has just arrived in Jiantang City, and the journey is very unfamiliar."
Speaking of this, the voice of Zhenyu's sword saint suddenly stopped, but the meaning was extremely obvious. After all, it was the order of the sword priest, so it was very appropriate to let him lead the way. The sword saint of Kūkai knew this truth well, but he felt very awkward and uncomfortable when he asked him to lead the way for a teenage boy. However, in the eyes of many old men, it was not so comfortable.
"I'll go with you." Meilian's words were very cold and almost calm. She didn't say anything, but just stood up and followed Lu Ming, gently holding his arm with one hand. Meilian knew that although the three sword priests were not the three sword priests of the Mainland General Hall, what they said in the Zhenyuan Empire meant that the chief priests were the ones who said it. Wherever they went, anything could happen, and even if the master was so powerless in front of them, he was at slaughter.
"If you have something to do, take it together. If you have to die, you will die together." Mei Lianxin thought so, and her upper body tilted slightly towards Lu Ming's shoulders.
The Kūkai Sword Saint shook his head, "Look! Look! A saint, it's like this..." His elder's face showed a wave of contempt, and when he turned his head, he walked faster.
Lu Ming was not worried. He followed the Kūkai Sword Saint, leisurely walking and also watched the scenery along the way. When he saw a huge sword tower from afar, Lu Ming clearly felt different architectural styles. Not only was the spectacular and strange sword tower, but the surrounding buildings were in the shape of a tower. Even if it was not that high, the roof was uniformly hexagonal, simple and generous, solemn, which was obviously different from the outer buildings.
Moreover, when Lu Ming walked here, the sword felt particularly obvious. If he closed his eyes, he would feel that the buildings around him were full of hanging swords, which was an unprecedented momentum and was breathtaking.
Lu Ming looked at it secretly and saw what exactly it was to treat the building as a sword. Lu Ming vaguely felt that this must be related to the rules of the swordsmanship. After all, this is Jiantang City, one of the birthplaces of the swordsmanship of the swordsmanship of the swordsmanship of the swordsmanship of the swordsmanship. They should have their own system. According to the killer's understanding, this is their real home court!
The Kūkai Sword Saint walked in front of his head, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. This was the area where he had just stepped into the sword tower. If he took a few more steps forward, that huge momentum would be strange if you didn't pee your pants!
Once upon a time, how could a kid of this level be qualified to come here? Of course, even if he reached the swordsman's realm, his understanding of swords is definitely a genius among his peers, but more geniuses are just like meteors in the sky. After shining for a moment, they will disappear forever.
So although the Kūkai Sword Saint began to doubt the real plans of the three sword priests, he was not anxious. Anyway, the process of this kid had just begun, and there were many strong people in Jiantang City. Judging from his appearance, he would sooner or later offend someone he could not afford to offend.
After walking for a while, the proud smile on the face of the Kūkai Sword Saint gradually cooled down. He found that Lu Ming was still looking at it with some interest, and he seemed to have no sense of the huge momentum here.
Impossible? This kid became a swordsman at the age of eighteen. He is an absolute genius. But when he arrives here, the more genius the swordsman is, the more sensitive he will be to the momentum of the sword. How could he look like he is fine?