"Oh!" The old sword master sighed heavily: "Yes, although the old ghost Shentu was a little unkempt, he was still very serious in his work. Now he has gone there and no news. I think except that he cannot send a message, he has no chance to send a message. Watermark advertising test Watermark advertising test"
"It should be that." Lu Ming nodded slowly, with indescribable solemnity on his indifferent face, because in addition to these two possibilities, Lu Ming also thought that the Sword Saint of Destruction had no idea of sending a message at all. If so, the matter would really reach a very serious point, and he was afraid of implicating people like him.
The indifferent Lu Ming's face was not good-looking, and everyone's expressions changed suddenly, and they realized the seriousness of the matter. Lu Tianlin knew that he had been talking about this with the old sword master these days, but he always said that as long as Shen Tu went, it would be fine. But now that his son has come back, he has expressed his real concerns. It seems that his son's position in his heart is much heavier than me, the old guy! Lu Tianlin was happy for his son.
"If you go to the sword hall to do your own business, we will not disturb you." The old sword master frowned and said, "The Holy Sword Sect has not been idle for a while. I have sent several waves of people to the city to explore several times. I have only killed a part of them. Their number and ability also surprised me. In the current situation, we can only wait for news and take one step at a time."
Lu Ming did not doubt the old sword master's insight. I think that during this period, he would be under the greatest pressure. Lu Ming sighed helplessly at this moment: "Without the sword saint, things will be difficult to deal with!"
"Sword Master, this is easy to deal with!" Liu Yun smiled and said, "In this way, I will send a letter to the sword hall to see who has time for each family. Wouldn't it be a good match if a few sword saints come?"
"Yes, Sword Master. As long as you and Sword Master are here for a few days, it is enough. I hope the Holy Sword Sect will not make too many troubles during this period." Sima Kong laughed and said, "I think they are having a headache for Sword Master now."
The old sword master was stunned, "What the hell is going on?"
It seems that these children's mouths are really tight. Lu Ming also smiled indifferently and said, "I took them to Jinghu Swamp for a mission this time. I didn't expect to meet people from the Holy Sword Sect. This time they gave me a considerable gift."
The old sword master lit up his eyes and listened slowly to Lu Ming's story. He couldn't help but slam the table, laughed loudly, got up and took Lu Ming's hand, and said, "Let's go. We haven't seen each other for a long time, go and have a good chat about swords."
"Bang! What? The sword of the guise was lost! He was stolen by Lu Ming?"
Among the towering mountains, Zhong Nantian slapped the table suddenly and jumped up. This huge conference table with a history of hundreds of years was as fragile as a piece of cake.
As the wood chips exploded, the elders and guardians of the sects sat around them didn't even dare to show their energy. At the same time, they were shocked by what happened. After all, to obtain the sword of enlightenment is the biggest thing in the sect in recent decades.
For a moment, the breath in the conference hall was very solemn, with only the slight sound of wood chips falling, but it also seemed to hit everyone's heart heavily.
A guardian frowned heavily and said, "Master. I think this is definitely not a coincidence. Thirty of the forty disciples we sent have reached the intermediate sword master, and five of them are peak sword masters. Although Zhang Ming is not strong enough, he is quick-witted and does nothing. He should have led such a lineup without any mistakes."
"Yes!" Another guardian who was very close to Zhong Nantian also sighed and said, "Those disciples have entered the swamp several times and are very familiar with it. Now, not only are the guards destroyed, but Zhang Ming also died. From this point of view, we should have been targeted, and the other party is determined to be unintentional."
"No." Another elder stood up and said, "From the news from the sword demon Jin Minghao, our plan is still very comprehensive this time. Lu Ming's appearance is really unexpected, and no one outside can know our plan!" The elder's tone was very affirmative.
Zhong Nantian knew that this was only known by the core level of the sect, but was accidentally taken away by Lu Ming. Does this mean that I, Zhong Nantian, have already brought my luck to the extreme? Humph! This bastard Lu Ming not only killed my disciple, but also took away the sword of the sect. Can you really think that there is no one in my Holy Sword Sect?
Zhong Nantian looked around everyone with majestic eyes, but he was constantly thinking in his heart. He still didn't know what Zhang Ming said under Lu Ming's sword. Although he didn't know what the plan was, even if he had some fur leaked, it was enough to make people suspicious.
"The head of the sect, according to the report of the disciples who were sprinkled outside, the Destruction Sword Saint is not in Tiandu City now, and only that Ji Wujian is in charge of the Lu family."
An elder who was obviously in charge of intelligence took out a notepad: "Although the disciples don't know when he left, they have not appeared in the Lu family for at least three days. In addition, according to the news that the sword demon Jin Minghao came back, Lu Ming was still in the Jinghu swamp, but he just didn't know where he was hidden. However, he had ordered all sword demons to control the relevant mouths to ensure that when the power of heaven and earth dissipated, he would capture all movements about Lu Ming as soon as possible."
Zhong Nan Tianji nodded slowly, "Well, I didn't expect that Jin Minghao would be of some use, but he was already in the realm of the Sword King, but he could not keep Lu Ming. Obviously, it's time for us to take action, so we will be in endless troubles."
Zhong Nantian has to say such words that destroy his might. He wants everyone here to know more about the current situation.
Sure enough, a guardian stood up and said, "Senior Brother, this opportunity is not many. I suggest that we should start from the Lu family immediately."
"Tell me carefully." Zhong Nantian's mood improved slightly after learning that the Guizhi Sword was very likely not leaving the swamp. But he didn't know that Lu Ming had sword marks and could enter and exit the swamp at will.
The guardian continued: "The disciples who scattered in Tiandu City cannot retreat, but they have to relax. They must not let the Lu family notice it, especially the Ji Wujian. According to the previous tests by the disciples below, he said that he had reached the peak of the sword king and was very strong. I believe that the four guardians should come forward and bring two primary sword king elders who are proficient in the art of mechanisms. First set up the formation trap, and then you will naturally be able to capture it. Then..."
"Then I will kill all the Lu family's side departments and bring all the core characters of their family back to the Holy Sword Mountain. Even if the old guy who destroyed the sword saint came back, we will be invincible! This time, I must die!"
Zhong Nantian said that he would relieve his hatred and slam the table hard again, but the table had already become a piece of fragments. He couldn't help but be stunned. He looked at his hand and sighed: "I didn't expect that Zhong Nantian, I, would be so angry one day because of a young boy!"
The guardian elders knew the seriousness of the matter and knew even more that this was an excellent opportunity. So they stood up one after another and went out to prepare immediately.
Lu Ming didn't know the arrangements of the Holy Sword Sect. The old sword master was talking to him about swords and it was already three days before the beginning.
On this day, the old sword master was still sitting cross-legged in Lu Ming's room. Lu Ming was on the side. As he chatted, another half of the day passed. The two of them had a short rest and tasted the tea served by Qing'er.
Lu Ming took a sip of tea and asked, "Master, how many years has the exact history of this sword energy continent been able to find out?"
The old sword master responded when he heard the sound: "From the history of history, the term "Sword Qi Continent" has appeared for 47,832 years."
Lu Ming nodded and said, "But I have read a lot of historical materials. What about the part before the word "Sword Qi Continent" appears? I think it is impossible for a sword path to appear suddenly. It must have a history of development at the front."
"You are right, but all the historical materials are compiled by the Sword Hall. The history of the Sword Hall that everyone knows now is also displayed to the world by the Sword Hall. As for tens of thousands of years, no one will know what the truth of history is." The old sword master looked at the void and stroked his beard.
It seems that there should be a history that has been destroyed. Lu Ming thought secretly that even on earth, he would continue to discover historical traces such as ancient tombs, and he could find a lot of information from that time, but now there is no one. Except for the history displayed in the sword hall, the rest are completely blank, which is equivalent to being erased by life.
"Your idea is very novel." The old sword master smiled and said, "A person is just a small drop of water in the long river of history. Most people go with the flow, few can stir up a little wave, but when the dust of history falls, it is buried. Just like this sword art, people know that the inheritance of the sword comes from the sword hall, but what sword technique the sword hall taught to sentient beings was no longer known. Instead, they are various sword techniques, including exquisite and auxiliary novices. But people have already obtained new ones, who will turn back to see the old one? The flow of the long river of history has never stopped! Haha, it is very unusual for you to have this idea. At least in terms of thinking, you have surpassed most swordsmen... and so on."
As the old sword master spoke, he suddenly waved his hand and made a stop gesture. Lu Ming found that the old sword master's eyes were already changing, as if he had remembered something, and it seemed that there was countless history turbulent, but his aura had already discovered a very powerful change.
I'm going to advance! Lu Ming was shocked, but he didn't expect that the old sword master was going to make a breakthrough like this.
At this moment, Lu Tianlin, who was sitting on the chair, smiled bitterly. His son finally came back, but he was caught by the old sword master for three days. The speculation they talked about, as if they were his son, even if they were eating, they were sent over. They were full of swords, swords, etc., were there so much talks about?
Although Lu Tianlin is a business genius, he is not interested in swords at all. He has been there several times. In the end, except for seeing his son sitting next to him, he is drowsy every time, which is easier to use than hypnosis.