At this time, Lu Ming had already asked all the swordsmen to go home. After all, after being out for so long, those old people might be lying if they didn't worry.
Lu Ming looked at the front and said: "The house in front is my woman's residence. Wait a minute and let you have a taste of her craftsmanship."
"Sword Master Lu Ming."
A young swordsman arrived at an extremely fast speed. After he stood still, he looked at Ouyang Luo cautiously, and then said: "Sword Master Lu Ming, the three sword priests please go to the sword tower to meet us immediately."
Lu Ming couldn't help but frown: "I just came back with my friends, and I haven't even returned home yet!"
"The sword priest said that they know that you have just come back, but they still ask you to come over now." The young man also felt a little regretful in his tone.
"Go, let's visit Jiantang City again. This opportunity is rare." Nangong Huajian said maturely.
"Okay." Lu Ming said helplessly, and had no choice but to say goodbye to his brothers who had not gone anywhere yet, and followed the young swordsman towards the sword tower.
"Swordsman Lu Ming, you are completely popular this time. There are legends about you everywhere in Jiantang City. But, how did you complete that task?" The young swordsman looked full of expectation and asked.
ask.
Lu Ming smiled and said: "It's actually very simple. Kill the sword demon and get the sword demon bead."
The young swordsman also laughed. In fact, Lu Ming's answer was extremely correct. Swordsmen above the swordsman level could not enter there. Lu Ming could only rely on his own strength.
But it is precisely this that shows how powerful Lu Ming is! The young man asked himself that he would never be able to complete such a task.
"That friend of yours who looks very handsome, I think..." The young man hesitated to speak.
"Okay, I can ask him to give you some advice if you have a chance."
Lu Ming put aside the excited young man, walked directly into the sword tower, and followed the passage deep into the sword tower.
This time, there was no such illusion, but three people.
These are three people with extremely different heights. Even their bodies are very similar. Even their clothes are the same. At first glance, they look like triplets.
But these three people all wore masks on their faces, and they were all the same white masks, even their eyes were covered.
Mystery. Lu Ming's perception was completely filled with mystery. He couldn't even sense the slightest energy fluctuation in these three sword priests.
At this time, the sword mark trembled silently, and Lu Ming's perception suddenly penetrated into it. But with Lu Ming's current ability to control the sword mark, he could only feel the sword intention on the sword priest's body.
These sword intentions are ancient and profound. They have a very historical flavor. Even in Lu Ming's perception, they have the smell of dust.
This is completely different from everyone else's sword intent. Lu Ming still needs time to know how the specific taste is different. But one thing is certain, these sword intents are absolutely superior to others in essence and even realm.
The three sword priests sat behind the tea table. They looked at Lu Ming very seriously, but their hearts skipped a beat.
The three people's tacit understanding has been perfect for a long time, and they already know what their companions are thinking just by feeling the fluctuations in their bodies.
"Look at Lu Ming's face, he is as pale as paper. Although his steps are steady, there is a kind of emptiness inside. From my perspective, he has seven places on his body that can be fatal, and there are thirty-two more.
There are very serious injuries, and as for the minor injuries... they are all over the body..."
In the consciousness of the three people, a hoarse voice sounded, but it was already very dry and full of worries. Another voice sighed first and then said: "I didn't expect that not only is he still alive, but he also looks like
Not bad, but he hides so many injuries so much? If it were anyone else, it would hurt to death!"
"This...maybe this is the true will that only exists in legends!"
The three people sighed in admiration at the same time, but they could not imagine how strong this willpower had reached.
The three of them were silent for a while, and then the sharp voice said: "What is going on in the Mirror Lake Swamp now?"
Lu Ming sat across from him silently. He found that he could not determine who was speaking from the voice. Although he could definitely detect it using sword marks, Lu Ming did not intend to really use it in front of these mysterious sword priests.
Sword marks.
Lu Ming took a sip of the tea that had been prepared, and then told the three sword priests about the situation inside. Of course, Lu Ming did not tell anyone about the matter beyond the Great Wall and the ascension of the Destruction Sword Master.
Finally, Lu Ming added: "The Sword Demon seems to be walking out of the Mirror Lake Swamp, and they have united with the Holy Sword Sect, and that sect is helping to complete it."
"What?" The hoarse voice was shocked. The other two sword priests were also shocked at the same time. The three of them looked at each other in perfect understanding.
Although Lu Ming could not see their faces and expressions, the cold aura coming from their bodies showed that they already had murderous intentions.
"Okay, your mission this time is indeed very difficult. Go back and have a good rest. Don't worry about the things in the swamp anymore."
Now that the sword priest had spoken, Lu Ming got up and went back.
Watching Lu Ming walk out of the sword tower, the three sword priests all stood up angrily and said in a hoarse voice: "I didn't expect that these sword demons still want to come out. That is absolutely impossible. Now we must fight with the sword."
The sects united with demons will be eliminated and the bond they established will be destroyed."
"That's right, one more thing to note is that if anyone else knows that Sword Demon is in contact with the outside world, send someone down to check. If there is anyone, they will be killed!" the sharp voice said decisively.
Another voice said: "Who assigned Lu Ming to complete this task? What will happen to the sword competition in Jiantang City if there is an accident? No, I have to deal with the person who issued the task."
"Huh?" The hoarse voice smiled and said: "I don't think it's a big deal. Isn't Lu Ming doing well now? He also completed the task well. Although it was full of scars, those sword demons just gave him a lot of experience.
That’s all, I think this mission further confirms our vision!”
"Yes! Yes, yes..." The sharp voice clapped his hands excitedly and said: "In a hundred years, only five people, including the main sword hall, have completed the task.
Four of them became Sword Masters. Of course, although the other one died due to an accident, this does not erase the absolute importance of completing this task."
"Hey! Lu Ming! I wonder what kind of surprises your future will bring us?"
"Don't just talk about Lu Ming. Let's discuss now how to eliminate the Sword Demon's contacts with the outside world."
The three sword priests nodded at the same time, picked up the tea cups and pondered for a while, and said in a hoarse voice: "The Holy Sword Sect has colluded with the Sword Demon. This matter must be dealt with immediately, but I feel that this matter should not be handled by our sword hall.
Come forward."
"Yes, if we attack the Holy Sword Sect, I am afraid it will cause panic among countless sects. After all, our Sword Hall has maintained a neutral position for tens of thousands of years, and has maintained good relations with other countries. This
This tacit understanding must never be broken." The sharp voice affirmed.
"But who should we send? It is definitely impossible to send all the sword masters and sword masters. That would expose us, and if the low-level swordsmen go, they will only die. Instead, they will alert the snake, and the gain will outweigh the loss..." A low voice said worriedly: "
This candidate must be unexpected... and must be successful. This is really difficult to do. At least he must come from a well-known teacher..."
"By the way, doesn't Lu Ming have a grudge against the Holy Sword Sect? Back then, Zhong Nantian wanted to kill Lu Ming with the power of a high-level sword master. Isn't it just right to send him there now?" The sharp voice said here.
, were so excited that they couldn't help but jump up.
"That's right, let Lu Ming destroy this sect, and then we will help him cancel other procedures for his assessment. Then he only needs to attend the sword fighting competition in the main hall!" The hoarse voice was also excited.
stand up.
"That's right, this matter is settled!"
The three of them looked at each other and saw confirmation in each other's eyes.
Lu Ming, who was plotted by the three sword priests, was completely unaware. He and his brothers were tasting Mei Lian's craftsmanship.
The huge mansion of Zhenyu Sword Master was packed with people. All the parents of the swordsmen came here, making the entire hall full of people.
Liu Jianwang and others kept talking to Sword Master Zhenyu, telling him that he had found a good son-in-law and that this kind of luck was definitely not something he could rely on.
Along the way, King Liu Jian has heard all about Lu Ming's glorious deeds, and there is no need to deliberately inquire about them. But from the moment he saw Lu Ming, King Liu Jian was filled with worry.
.
"This child is too seriously injured!"
King Liu Jian was horrified. If his grandson Liu Yun suffered one tenth of the damage he did, he didn't know if he would come back alive. But Lu Ming just tried his best not to let any child suffer...
In fact, he doesn't need to be so desperate. As a swordsman, death is a destination!
"This kid Lu Ming is really kind and righteous!"
King Liu Jian nodded secretly. He inadvertently saw Saint Mei Lian secretly wiping her tears, but never said anything, and couldn't help but sigh.
Sigh! Who doesn’t feel heartbroken when seeing this? Sword Master Sima watched Lu Ming chatting and laughing with his friends, but he didn’t tell him about his injury, or even mentioned it at all. He took on everything silently, without any idea of claiming credit.
But his injuries...
Sword Master Sima's eyes were so vicious. As soon as he saw Lu Ming, he realized that the extent of his injuries would require at least two years of training to recover. If he wanted to leave no flaws, I'm afraid it would take even three years.
Regardless of whether he was doing it for his grandson's life, or whether he was leading his grandson on the right path, the favor he owed him was simply beyond expression.