When Zhao Long heard Long Hao's words, he immediately raised his head. What he saw was a mountain range.
The mountains in Baihu City are much smaller than this mountain range, and this mountain range looks green, with dense trees everywhere.
"What kind of place is this?" Zhao Long asked puzzledly.
"This is our Daolong Sect." After Long Hao finished saying this, he took Zhao Long down.
The entire mountain range is about five hundred meters high. Looking from the top down, in the middle of the dense woods, there is a winding path leading directly to the mountain, and there are many people walking on the road.
Moreover, there are many houses on the mountainside. Long Hao introduced: "This is where our Daolong Sect outer disciples live."
I live on the top of the mountain. And the top of the mountain is the place where the Daolong Sect's vitality is strongest.
"If the disciples of the outer sect want to live on the top of the mountain, they must cultivate to the realm of Sword Master. Of course, there are some exceptions."
Although the information revealed by Long Hao was not very much, Zhao Long could not help but praise a few words in his heart.
This Daolong Sect is indeed one of the largest sects in Qi. Compared with this place, Baihu City is in the sky and on the ground.
"Okay, let's go directly to the top of the mountain." Long Hao didn't ask Long Ming's opinion and flew directly to the top of the mountain.
After a while, the two of them landed firmly on the ground. Long Ming even glanced at Zhao Long in confusion.
"What are you looking at me for?" Zhao Long naturally noticed Long Hao's gaze.
"I didn't expect that you didn't feel any discomfort after being in the sky for such a long time. Most people will vomit after they go up to the sky for the first time and fall down."
Even if you don't vomit, your face will be very pale. But you don't seem to be feeling any discomfort at all." Long Hao frowned, feeling very confused.
"Am I an ordinary person?" Zhao Long asked with a smile. This made Long Hao speechless and just nodded.
In his mind, the reason why Zhao Long is so adaptable must be because he has practiced the "Magic Sword Art".
In fact, the reason why Zhao Long is different from others is that he has long been accustomed to flying in his previous life, and it has something to do with his sword knowledge at the level of a sword king.
Of course, Zhao Long would not tell this. "What exactly do you want to do by bringing me to your Daolong Sect?"
Long Hao had previously told him the result that someone from the Sword Dragon Sect had practiced the "Magic Sword Art", but now he brought him here again, which made Zhao Long confused.
However, Long Hao shook his head: "Let's go, you will know later when you see my master, the master of Daolong Sect."
The more Long Hao said this, the stranger Zhao Long felt, and his eyes kept looking around.
He will not stay in the Daolong Sect honestly, and he doesn't know what happened to Xiaohu and the others.
After a while, Zhao Long and Long Hao arrived in front of a large hall. Before they could enter, the two disciples guarding the door had already seen Zhao Long and the others.
What surprised Zhao Long was that the two gatekeeper disciples were both at the level of Sword Lord. One of them was the third level of Sword Lord, and the other was the fifth level of Sword Lord.
You must know that the total number of sword masters in White Tiger City is only seven or eight, but here the sword master is just a gatekeeper.
This situation made Zhao Long become a little curious about this Daolong Sect.
"Uncle, are you back?" Before Zhao Long and Long Hao could walk over, the two gatekeepers asked with a smile, "And who is this kid?"
At this time, the cold expression on Long Hao's face disappeared, but he said with a smile: "So you two are guarding the door today?"
This kid is the son of the head of the Zhao family in White Tiger City. As for what I brought him back for, I won’t tell you. By the way, where is he, Master?"
"Master, he is practicing in the back hall. Uncle Master, you also know that when Master is in seclusion, no one is allowed to disturb him," said the disciple who was guarding the door.
"It's okay. I have something important to look for him. By the way, you two help me keep an eye on this kid first and don't let him escape."
After saying that, Long Hao handed Zhao Long over to the two gatekeepers and walked toward the back of the hall.
Seeing Long Hao walking toward the back of the hall, the two gatekeepers did not stop him.
Although their master did not allow anyone to disturb him during his retreat, there were a few exceptions. Long Hao was one of them.
Looking at Long Hao's back as he entered, the gatekeeper disciple on the left said with envy: "As expected of the great master, he is the only one who dares to do things that others dare not do."
"If we had the cultivation of the great uncle, the master would not blame us." The gatekeeper disciple on the right also had an envious look on his eyebrows.
Suddenly he glanced at Zhao Long beside him, and the expression on his face turned cold, "Hey, kid, how did you get caught by the uncle?"
The two gatekeepers also saw that Zhao Long only had the sixth level of swordsman cultivation.
But they couldn't figure out what the great uncle was doing by bringing back a child who was a swordsman from the sixth level?
"I don't know either." Zhao Long said, and sat directly on the ground. With these two sword masters guarding him, there was no possibility of him escaping.
"Hey! You kid," the gatekeeper disciple on the right looked at Zhao Long in surprise, "kid, you must have provoked the great uncle, right?
Otherwise, the great master would not have brought a useless person into the mountains." "A useless person? Who do you think is a useless person?"
Hearing this, the anger in Zhao Long's heart slowly rose, and his originally big eyes narrowed into a slit.
However, the gatekeeper disciple glanced at Zhao Long with contempt: "What? Isn't it?
You are not even a sword master, what are you if you are not a useless person? In our Sword Dragon Sect, there is no disciple who is lower than a sword master. The master is still a strong sword king!"
"Sword Master? Sword King?" Zhao Long smiled. He laughed at the ignorance of these two gatekeepers. You must know that the people he dated in the past were all masters at the level of sword gods.
Sword King? He’s not even worthy of carrying their shoes!
However, Zhao Long has no interest in arguing with this gatekeeper disciple. Although his current strength is very poor, he is still not as good as these two gatekeeper disciples.
But he has always had the heart of a sword god! He firmly believes that sooner or later he will be able to reach his past level of cultivation, or even reach a higher level.
"Boy? Are you laughing at me?" Seeing the disdainful smile on Zhao Long's lips, the gatekeeper immediately became angry. He raised his hand to condense a sword light and attacked Zhao Long.
Narrowing his eyes, Hai Tian snorted coldly, and the sword energy in his body continued to rotate. He recalled the sword technique recorded in the "Magic Sword Art" and concentrated all the sword energy in his body into the muscles of his limbs.
"The sky is full of swords!" A low roar came from Zhao Long's throat, and he once again used the imperial-level advanced sword skills that once made Qi Jianguo helpless and had no choice but to fight hard.
In an instant, countless light spots lit up in front of Zhao Long. The vitality of heaven and earth visible to the naked eye surged towards those small spots.
In an instant, these small dots formed vitality knives.
The countless vitality knives in front of Zhao Long formed a sharp contrast with the sword light in front of the gatekeeper disciple.
Under Hai Tian's command, the countless vitality knives quickly attacked the gatekeeper.
In an instant, the two attacks collided, and the sword light emitted by the guard disciple was absorbed by the vitality knife issued by Zhao Long.
"Ah? What's going on?" This scene completely stunned the gatekeeper, even the gatekeeper next to him.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!" The small knife formed by several rays of vitality rushed up at an extremely fast speed and easily cut through the skin of the gatekeeper, causing blood to flow out instantly.
Feeling the pain radiating from his skin, the guard disciple reacted and yelled. A shield of vitality suddenly formed on the surface of his body, which could not be broken no matter what kind of attack by Zhao Long's vitality knife.
However, his body was completely unable to move at this time, and he was even forced back by the continuous attacks of the knife.
"Damn it, how could this happen? How could this kid master such sword skills?"
The gatekeeper was particularly angry. His cultivation as a master of swordsmanship was actually forced by a child from the sixth level of swordsmanship to hide in the vitality shield and not dare to come out.
"Why are you still standing around? Come on and help me stop this kid!"
The guard disciple, who had been bombarded for a long time, saw his companion still standing stunned beside him, and he screamed in panic.
Only then did the gatekeeper react and rushed directly towards Zhao Long.
Zhao Long's sword sense had already noticed it before he made any move.
As soon as he made a move, Zhao Long immediately directed the remaining vitality knives to attack him fiercely.
Although the sword energy in his body surged out like a tide, Zhao Long had no intention of stopping.
"Damn it, what the hell is going on?" The two gatekeepers were also very depressed at this time.
Who would have thought that two of them, powerful sword masters, would be briefly suppressed by a child from the sixth level of sword masters.
"Stop!" Just when they were completely deadlocked, Long Hao's voice suddenly came over.
In an instant, a figure flew over from far to near, it was Long Hao.
He immediately stood in front of Zhao Long, waved his hand, and a sword light immediately emitted from his hand, scattering the energy knife that Zhao Long was condensing or had already condensed.
Seeing that the energy knife that he had worked so hard to condense was scattered, Zhao Long's face suddenly turned pale.
"Poof!" A mouthful of blood spat out from his mouth, and then he stumbled and fell to the ground, gasping for air.
The sword energy in the body has also been completely consumed, but under such circumstances, it is very dangerous to consume all the sword energy in the body. Others would definitely not do this.
But Zhao Long did this. He was not reckless, but wanted to establish his authority. He wanted to let these two sword master-level gatekeepers know that although he was not strong, he was not that easy to bully!