"I don't think I'm interesting. Tell me, what do you want to do by bringing me here?"
"I don't have time to play with you." Zhao Long felt a little unhappy, but he also knew that he was not the Sword Dragon Sect's opponent now, so he had to choose to be patient.
At this time, the old man in blue slowly walked down from the futon, and Zhao Long found that he was not very tall.
But a pair of calves looked extremely strong and strong, and his piercing eyes shone like bright lights in the dark night.
"As expected of a practitioner of the "Magic Sword Art", boy, how long have you been practicing now?" The old man in blue suddenly asked after being silent for a while.
"More than a month, what happened?" Zhao Long had already slightly guessed Long Hao's purpose of bringing him to Daolong Sect.
The old man in blue did not answer Zhao Long directly, but lowered his head in thought.
After a moment, he raised his head and said: "My name is Zhang Jie, I am the sect leader of the Sword Dragon Sect, and I have the cultivation level of the Sword Emperor Ninth Level."
"The sword emperor's ninth level cultivation!" Zhao Long was shocked when he heard this. Fortunately, he didn't use his sword sense to detect it just now.
Otherwise, this old guy will definitely find out.
However, Zhang Jie ignored Zhao Long's surprise. Instead, he raised his head and talked to himself, his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the dark ceiling.
"I have been stuck in this realm for many years and have been unable to break through. So I studied the first half of "The Art of the Divine Sword", but I have never been able to fully understand it."
"But you don't dare to practice yourself, fearing that you will follow the path of the predecessors of the Daolong Sect?" Zhao Long continued following the words of the master of the Daolong Sect.
In an instant, Zhang Jie focused his eyes on Zhao Long. After a while, he smiled calmly and said, "Boy, you are really smart."
"Since you already know about our seniors from the Daolong Sect, you must have guessed my purpose, right?"
"Hmph! What other purpose do you have? You just want me to practice here and see if I can gain enlightenment."
"If I can successfully reach the first level of Sword Master, that would be more in line with your wishes?" Zhao Long poured out all the speculations in his mind.
"It's convenient to talk to smart people. How about cooperating with me?" Zhang Jie had a smile on his face, very relaxed, and seemed not to be afraid that Zhao Long would refuse.
Anyone who has cultivated to the realm of Sword Emperor and wants to cultivate further does not depend on the length of personal cultivation.
Instead, he relies on his understanding of heaven and earth. Zhao Long is also a person who has experienced this and understands the feeling of being stuck at this bottleneck.
"I admit that you are very powerful. I am no match for you, and I cannot escape your grasp."
"But why should I tell you my experience? What benefits can I get?"
Zhao Long's face was gloomy, and Zhang Jie's thoughts made him surprisingly angry. He felt like a captive monster.
Moreover, "Magic Sword Technique" is an emperor-level skill, and its understanding of heaven and earth naturally reaches an incredible level.
But Zhang Jie didn't dare to practice it himself, so he had to rely on Zhao Long's understanding of it.
If Zhao Long really loses his life, there will be no loss to Zhang Jie.
This was what made Zhao Long really angry. He couldn't control his own life and death. This feeling made him very unhappy.
"You won't refuse, right?" Zhang Jie didn't seem to see Zhao Long's expression and smiled calmly, "I heard that you have a huge family in Baihu City. If you use the lives of all your family members,
Come and exchange it?"
"How dare you!" Zhao Long's eyes almost burst into flames. He didn't expect Zhang Jie to threaten him with the safety of the entire Zhao family.
In this life, Zhao Long paid special attention to family ties. Although not everyone in the Zhao Long family liked him, it was his family after all, and he would not allow anyone to destroy it.
Seeing Zhao Long's angry look, Zhang Jie smiled easily.
"Why don't I dare? You must know that all the second-generation disciples of the Sword Dragon Sect like me are at least as strong as the second-level Sword Lord, and many of the third-generation disciples have reached the Sword Lord realm."
As you have also seen, my great disciple Long Hao, the Sword King’s fifth-level cultivation, “Do you think your Zhao family can resist us with just those few Sword Masters?”
Although Zhang Jie's face was full of smiles, Zhao Long suddenly felt that he was more terrifying than the devil.
The Zhao family's strength is simply not enough to withstand Zhang Jie's Daolong Sect's attack.
But Zhao Long was unwilling to be controlled here, and he couldn't even control life and death. He didn't like this feeling very much.
"I think you'll cooperate with me, won't you?"
"As long as you speak out your experience every time you break through a level, I can guarantee the safety of the Zhao family." Tanzan stated his conditions with a smile on his face.
Zhao Long wanted to refuse very much, but did he dare?
As long as he says "no" here, I am afraid that the masters of Daolong Sect will soon attack White Tiger City.
Even if the Zhao family already has several imperial-level swords to assist them, they still cannot be a match for the huge Sword Dragon Sect.
"My patience is very limited. If you don't make a decision, then I will have no choice but to let Long Hao and the others go."
The smile on Zhang Jie's face slowly disappeared, replaced by a look of indifference.
Time passed by, and Zhao Long still had not made a decision. Should he sacrifice himself to save the Zhao family, or should he ignore the safety of the Zhao family and refuse to cooperate with Zhang Jie?
Suddenly, Zhang Jie's voice suddenly sounded: "Long Hao! Take people to White Tiger City to destroy the Zhao family for me!"
"Yes, Master!" Long Hao's cold voice immediately rang out, and he turned around and prepared to leave the back hall.
Zhao Long's sweat continued to slide down his forehead, and his fists were clenched tightly.
He understood that with his current strength, it was impossible to escape from these two people.
"Wait a minute!" Just when Long Hao was about to walk out of the back hall, Zhao Long's not loud voice suddenly sounded,
"I agree to your request, but you are not allowed to touch a single hair of the Zhao family!"
"I knew you would agree, didn't you?" Seeing Zhao Long agree, Zhang Jie regained his smile and called Long Hao back, who had already walked to the door.
"Boy, since you agreed, it will be easy to handle, but please be honest and don't play any tricks, otherwise your family will not exist."
Zhang Jie laughed coldly, raised his head at the same time, and said to Long Hao who returned, "Take him to a room at the foot of the mountain and tell Xue Peng to take good care of him and don't let him leave the Daolong Sect."
With that said, Zhang Jie returned to the futon and sat down. "Yes, Master."
Long Hao agreed, and then said coldly to Zhao Long, "Boy, come with me."
Zhao Long glared at Tanzanian bitterly, and then followed Long Hao away.
Now, let alone protecting his family, he can't even protect himself.
He urgently needs to improve his strength quickly. The vitality of heaven and earth in Daolong Sect is much stronger than that in White Tiger City.
If you are not forced, practicing here is also a good choice.
Soon, Zhao Long followed Long Hao out of the back hall. When passing the front hall, the two gatekeepers saw Hai Tian again.
He had completely lost his previous arrogance and just stood guarding the door without saying a word.
Long Hao took a satisfied look, and then led Zhao Long towards the mountainside. Zhao Long didn't notice the performance of the two gatekeepers at all.
His mind is very confused now, and he doesn't know what his future will be like. He also has some doubts about "The Art of the Divine Sword".
What is the reason why everyone died when they were promoted to the first level of Sword Master?
Moreover, the safety of the Zhao family also made him quite worried. What if Zhang Jie breaks his promise?
One problem after another continues to trouble Zhao Long, and now he can only take one step at a time.
"We're here." Just as Zhao Long was thinking, Long Hao's voice suddenly rang out.
Zhao Long raised his head and looked around, and found that they had arrived halfway up the mountain.
A huge platform has been opened up on the mountainside, and there are many independent cabins built there. There are also many lush trees next to it, which makes it look extremely peaceful.
"Xue Peng!" Long Hao suddenly shouted. Suddenly, a middle-aged man walked out of the largest hut in the middle.
Zhao Long noticed that this man was also a sword king, but he was only a sword king in the first level, just like the old man in white from the Luo family.
"Elder brother, what are you..." The middle-aged man named Xue Peng saw Zhao Long behind Long Hao at a glance.
Long Hao nodded and said: "His name is Zhao Long. Master asked him to live with you first and take good care of him. As long as he is not allowed to leave the Daolong Sect's territory, let him go elsewhere."
"Is he Master's new disciple?" Xue Peng was surprised.
You must know that most of the people living here are third-generation disciples, and they are relatively well-qualified and have reached the Sword Master level.
Although second-generation disciples do not need to reach the level of Sword Lord, they can live here.
However, currently, except for a few of the second generation disciples of the Sword Dragon Sect, all of them have reached the realm of Sword King.
And they all live on the top of the mountain. After all, the vitality of heaven and earth is more intense on the top of the mountain.
However, Long Hao shook his head: "He is not Master's new disciple. Anyway, you just need to take good care of him. Okay, I'll leave first if nothing happens."
With that said, Long Hao turned around and left calmly, which made Xue Peng even more surprised.
After seeing Long Hao completely leaving, Xue Peng turned his attention to Zhao Long. He could see at a glance that Zhao Long only had the level of a swordsman in the sixth level.
This made him a little puzzled. Why would the master allow a boy with the sixth level of swordsmanship to live on the mountainside?
You must know that those who cannot reach the level of Sword Master live at the foot of the mountain, but Zhao Long is not his master's disciple.
"Your name is Zhao Long, right? Who are you? Why does Master let you live here?" This chapter has been completed!