Spring goes and autumn comes, and time goes by. The flowers, plants and trees on Daolongzong Mountain withered and bloomed again. Three years have passed in a blink of an eye.
Somewhere in the Daolong Sect, the thin figure had already grown up completely.
Although Zhao Long's face still had a faint childishness, no one in the Daolong Sect dared to underestimate the young man in front of him.
During these three years, Zhao Long fought constantly like a god of killing.
However, Zhao Long also took this opportunity to search the entire Daolong Sect, but did not find any trace of his family.
Now he has believed what Zhang said at the beginning, and his family is not in Zhang Jie's hands.
After knowing the truth, Zhao Long no longer attacked the disciples at the level of the sword master, but instead turned to the disciples at the level of the sword master.
Mainly because after this period of killing, disciples at the swordsman level have long been so scared that they dare not leave alone.
It was even more difficult for him to fight. Secondly, because his family was no longer in the hands of the other party, Zhao Long couldn't kill him anymore.
However, Zhao Long did not leave, and the Daolong Sect became his trial venue.
With so many masters practicing with him, what else is there to be dissatisfied with?
For three years, Zhao Long has lived in battle, recovery, and cultivation every day, from the first level of the sword master to the sixth level of the sword master today.
Compared to his previous life, it was much faster. If Zhao Long hadn't been harassing the Daolong Sect.
But if you practice wholeheartedly, maybe Zhao Long can already break through the first level of the sword king at this moment.
Zhao Long's life has been comfortable in the past three years, but for Daolong Sect and Zhang Jie, it is a completely miserable life.
Relying on the breath-catching technique and the Five Elements Escape Technique, no one in the Sword Dragon Sect can discover or capture Zhao Long. The huge Sword Dragon Sect let Zhao Long come and go freely.
As time goes by, Zhang Jie also discovered that Zhao Long no longer attacked disciples at the Sword Master level.
Instead, he attacked those sword disciples, which also made him breathe a sigh of relief.
The disciples in the Sword Master Realm are the future of the Sword Dragon Sect and their hope. If they are really killed by Zhao Long, their Sword Dragon Sect will be almost over.
In order to completely eliminate Zhao Long, Zhang Jie ordered disciples at the level of the sword master to divide into many teams to search for Zhao Long on the territory of the Daolong Sect.
Although there were several battles with Zhao Long, Zhao Long disappeared immediately once he was at a disadvantage.
This made their painstakingly plan fail again and again, and Zhang Jie was so angry that he smashed the last teacup on the entire Daolong Sect.
"Bang!" The blue-white ceramic teacup fell to the ground hard, making a crisp sound.
There were several clear traces on the clean and tidy marble floor.
"Waste! All are waste! Three years! It's been three years, and even a little Zhao Long has not been caught by me."
"And it also made this incident spread outside, and you lost all the faces of our Daolong Sect!"
Zhang Jie shouted in anger that he had not had a good sleep in the past three years and had nightmares often.
What I dreamed of was nothing but Zhao Long. The second generation disciples of the Daolong Sect in the hall were so scared that they dared not speak.
Like Zhang Jie, they have had a very uncomfortable life in the past three years. If they hadn't been determined, they would have gone crazy long ago.
As the saying goes, good things don’t go out, bad things go through thousands of miles.
In the second year alone, the news that Zhao Long had caused trouble in the Daolong Sect was already spread throughout the southern Qin Dynasty.
Especially those big families and major forces, they all regarded the Daolong Sect as a joke, and it was no wonder that Zhang Jie was so angry.
"Say! Tell me, what should I do now?"
Zhang Jie stared at everyone angrily, his beard trembling, like an angry lion.
The disciples looked at each other and lowered their heads. What would they do? If there was a way, they would not delay until now.
"Master, although I still have no choice but to Zhao Long, you have already made some mistakes in asking me to search Zhao Long's family."
At this moment, Long Hao, who had been silent, suddenly looked up and said.
These words were like a cardiotonic agent. Zhang Jie's eyes lit up and he asked hurriedly: "Tell me quickly, what are you looking at?"
"After our exploration over the past two years, Zhao Long once came to a group of mysterious strong men and fought."
Then the group of mysterious strong men left with the Zhao family. The whereabouts are still unknown. Long Hao told all the things he had investigated.
"Where is unknown?" Zhang Jie's face suddenly became gloomy. Anyone could tell that he was in a bad mood.
Long Hao nodded and said, "We have not found out where they are going yet. But based on the traces left by their battle at that time, we discovered a special sword energy."
"What kind of sword energy?" Zhang Jie asked immediately. "It is a gray sword energy, and it has a strong corrosive nature."
"Is it them?" Zhang Jie's face changed drastically, and he lowered his head and muttered to himself.
"If it was them, it would be no wonder. But why did they take the Zhao family away? It's strange, it's really strange."
Although Zhang Jie's voice was very small, none of the people present were weak, and Zhang Jie heard everything.
But they have never heard of the corrosive nature of knife energy. Judging from Zhang Jie's situation, they obviously know some of the situation.
Long Hao asked boldly: "Master, have you heard of this kind of sword energy?"
"Is this what you should ask? Well, you don't need to investigate the situation of Zhao Long's family in the future."
Zhang Jie gave the order seriously, but when he thought of Zhao Long, he felt extremely headache.
He couldn't catch it, but couldn't find it, but Zhao Long looked like a loach, so slippery.
"As for Zhao Long?" Zhang Jie pondered for a while, then raised his head and said, "You should try not to fight with him in the future."
"If he insists on fighting, be careful not to hurt him."
"Master, are you?" The disciples in the hall looked at Zhang Jie in horror.
They did not expect that the leader of the Daolong Sect, who had been harassed for three years, would say such words.
Seeing that everyone was dissatisfied, Zhang Jie had a blue face and said coldly: "Didn't you hear what I said?"
"Yes, Master." Although I didn't understand it in my heart, they could not violate what Zhang Jie said.
Soon, everyone left, and Zhang Jie returned to his back hall to continue practicing.
However, they didn't notice that at this moment, a figure suddenly emerged from the ground, and it was Zhao Long.
Every time Zhang Jie called his disciples to scold them, Zhao Long would come over to "eavesdrop".
He likes to see Zhang Jie get angry, but today he heard such news.
"Gray knife essence? It also has corrosive properties?" Zhao Long frowned and searched for his memories of his previous life.
"Strange, why haven't I heard of such a sword energy? Who are they? Why do they come to take my family away?"
"I don't know how my father and third brother are doing?" Zhao Long's face showed a deep worry.
But then Zhao Long smiled indifferently and looked at the back hall not far away, "It seems that Zhang Jie may know something."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Long's figure suddenly disappeared into the hall.
The entire hall returned to its former peace, as if Zhao Long had never been there.
In the back hall, Zhang Jie was sitting cross-legged on the cushion and practicing, and a faint yellow light emanated from his body.
Suddenly, Zhao Long suddenly emerged from the ground and smiled and said, "Sect Master Zhang Jie, it's been a long time since we saw you."
As soon as he heard Zhao Long's voice, Zhang Jie immediately opened his eyes and stared at Zhao Long with gritted teeth: "You dare to come out, aren't you afraid that I will imprison you?"
"Confine? Then you have to use consciousness to lock me first. But your sword consciousness can't find my existence at all, so how can you talk about implicating me?"
Zhao Long didn't care at all, "I'm not having enough time to find you."
I heard what you said in the hall in front of me. Who is the gray sword Yuanli you are talking about?
"You heard it all?" Zhang Jie's face immediately changed when he heard this, but he sneered, "So what if you heard it? Do you think I will tell you?"
"Don't want to say it? I won't force you." Zhao Long smiled confidently, "I have lived in your Daolong Sect for the past three years."
I originally planned to leave, but since you tried to keep me so kindly, I can't help but give you face.
"By the way, the targets we are fighting against recently are all masters of the sword master level, which is too difficult to fight. Next time I will go to the sword master realm to play."
Hearing this sentence, Zhang Jie's face changed drastically, and he looked at Zhao Long with a calm face, which was a naked threat.
If Zhao Long did not leave, their jokes about the Daolong Sect would not only spread to the southern Qin State, but might also spread to the entire Qin State.
By then, not only will they not be able to recruit new disciples, but they will also decline from now on.
Moreover, Zhao Long also wants to kill disciples at the level of the swordsman, with his current strength and the blessing of the imperial sword weapon.
No sword master can withstand Zhao Long's attack. Damn it, aren't you afraid that all the sword king disciples will go out together?
"With your current attack speed, it is impossible to be faster than a master of the Knife King level." Zhang Jie had a gloomy face, and he wanted to eat Zhao Long.
"Indeed, the attack speed of the Sword King is much faster than mine. Before I could kill a sword master with my attack, I'm afraid the Sword King can already stop it.
"But don't forget, I'm still young now. If you had passed five or ten years, would the sword kings under your command be my opponent?"
Zhao Long didn't care at all, although the disciples of the Daolong Sect would make progress.
But he believed that with his cultivation speed, he would definitely be much faster than them. With his past experience as the Sword God Emperor, it would be enough to defeat the Sword King in less than five years.
Suddenly, the back hall was silent. Zhang Jie was so angry that his face turned pale and his whole body was trembling, and he couldn't speak.
Zhao Long just stood there, smiling at Zhao Long on the cushion, as if he was not in a hurry.
After a while, Zhao Long sighed: "Okay, I can tell you. But you have to promise me a condition!"
Hearing this, Zhao Long finally smiled on his face. This chapter has been completed!