The old man did not rush to answer Zhao Long's question, but instead looked at Zhao Long with a torch, as if he could see through Zhao Long's whole body.
"Strange, young man, what kind of martial arts are you practicing? You have clearly practiced at the sixth level of the sword master, why didn't I feel the existence of the sword spirit in your body?"
The old man frowned. He had just used his sword to investigate the injuries in Zhao Long's body.
What surprised him was that Zhao Long's dantian had almost recovered in just a moment.
It is impossible for an ordinary person to recover without half a day, but Zhao Long only took less than a quarter of an hour.
What really surprised him was that the sword spirit that should have been in Zhao Long's body seemed to not exist, and there was no trace of it at all.
However, Zhao Long was shocked when he heard this. You must know that he has learned the technique of breath-catching.
Without the strength of the Sword Sect, it would be impossible to observe. But this old man not only accurately stated his true strength.
And he also saw through the existence of no sword spirit in his dantian. Could it be that this old man is a master at the level of the Sword Sect?
If so, why didn’t Zhao Long notice the fluctuation of the sword energy on the old man?
Moreover, even the strongest master of the Sword God Emperor level in the Sword Continent cannot hide the sword energy in his body, unless there is the same breath-catching technique as him.
Now, even Zhang Jie's cultivation level of the Ninth Level of the Sword Emperor cannot threaten his life.
But this mysterious old man has a sword knowledge that is even stronger than the sword emperor, which is enough to threaten his safety.
Zhao Long was completely alert and carefully stared at the skinny old man in front of him: "You answer my question first, who are you?"
Seeing that Zhao Long was so nervous, the old man smiled slightly: "Young man, you don't have to worry so much."
"You should feel that I don't have any sword power on me, and it will not pose any threat to you at all."
"That's right, big brother, grandpa won't hurt you." The little boy next to him also persuaded him.
That being said, Zhao Long was not so stupid that he completely gave up his vigilance.
He didn't want to try that feeling that life was not under his control.
Seeing that Zhao Long was still so alert, a trace of helplessness flashed across the old man's face: "I didn't expect you to believe it yet. Didn't you feel any problem from me?"
"Problem?" Zhao Long was stunned when he heard this, and then he carefully used a knife to identify and investigate the old man in front of him.
Suddenly, Zhao Long noticed a stream of energy from the old man's body, not the essence of sword energy.
It is an extremely special energy. Zhao Long once felt this energy in his previous life, but he couldn't remember it in a short period of time.
After being silent for a while, Zhao Long suddenly shouted: "By the way, this is the seal! And it is the seal of the elephant-headed half-demon clan!"
Hearing Zhao Long's words, a trace of surprise flashed across the old man's calm face: "Young man, it's not easy to see that this is a seal."
"But I didn't expect you to know that this was the seal of the elephant-headed half-demon clan."
"Uh?" Zhao Long was stunned. Not all of them belonged to humans on this sword continent.
In some sparsely populated places, there are many semi-demons.
Like humans, these half-demons can also practice, although it is much more difficult to practice than humans.
Any semi-demon master who has achieved success in cultivation can fight against two or three human masters of the same level.
If they hadn't had their number too few, it would have probably been humans who occupied the main range of the Sword Continent, but these half-demons.
The elephant-headed half-demon clan mentioned by Zhao Long just now is a relatively powerful clan among the half-demon clan.
This elephant-headed man is a race with elephant-headed man. Zhao Long had some friendship with the patriarch of the elephant-headed man in his previous life.
Zhao Long still has some understanding of the exclusive seal of the Elephant Head Man clan. He was too nervous just now, so he didn't notice it.
"Young man, who are you? How could you tell that this is the seal of the Elephant Head Man clan?"
The smile on the old man's face disappeared, replaced by a touch of solemnity.
Many humans are not clear about these semihuman races, and many people don’t even hear them.
Zhao Long, a practitioner from the Sixth Heaven of the Sword Master, not only knew the wolf-headed man clan, but also saw the seal of the Elephant-headed man clan, which naturally made the old man very confused.
Facing the old man's question, Zhao Long really didn't know how to answer.
You can't let him say that he had some friendship with the leader of the Elephant-Headed Man in his last life, and had studied the seal of the wolf-Headed Man clan?
Even if Zhao Long said it, the old man probably wouldn't believe it.
Seeing Zhao Long silent, the old man nodded slightly: "Everyone has his own secret. Since you don't want to say it, forget it."
After hearing this, Zhao Long felt much more relaxed, and finally he didn't have to worry about brain cells to make up excuses.
"Young man, I want to ask you for a favor." The old man who pondered for a while suddenly spoke.
Zhao Long raised his head: "Is it that I will help you find the elephant calf grass?"
The old man nodded in surprise: "Yes, I didn't expect you to have guessed it."
"It seems that your partner, the headman clan, has a deep understanding of it, and he even knows how to lift the seal."
"The seal of the Elephant Head Man clan is very special. If you want to lift it, you must meet three conditions, except for the above-mentioned Elephant Cattle Grass.
You also need to use a high-level emperor sword weapon as a guide and a master of sword king level to display it.
You don’t think I have this ability, do you?" Zhao Long now has only the sixth level of the sword master, and it is still early for the sword king.
The old man stared at Zhao Long tightly, and his eyes showed a look of shock again.
"You actually know everything. This is the news I have only obtained after I have been exploring for many years."
"Big brother, since you know so clearly, then save my grandpa."
The little boy beside him, when he heard Zhao Long speak very well, immediately thought that Zhao Long could save his grandfather, so he hurriedly climbed to Zhao Long's feet and begged hard.
Zhao Long looked at the little boy. If it was another request, he would definitely not refuse.
But let alone looking for elephants: the leader, it is difficult to find even the advanced swordsman in the imperial level.
In addition, he also needs a master of the sword king level, where can I find this? The old man didn't say anything, and a hint of grief appeared in his eyes.
He has been waiting here for many years, and finally there is a glimmer of hope for success, but this glimmer of hope will soon be shattered again.
"Young man, of course you won't help me with these things in vain. I promise you that once I lift the seal, I will restore my strength."
I can help you do something within my ability, anything is OK.
"Even if I want me to kill the emperor of Qin." The old man pondered for a while, and suddenly spoke.
"Then will it be the Sword Sect after you have recovered your strength?" If you have the help of the Sword Sect, it will be much more convenient to find his family.
But the old man shook his head: "No, although I really want to break through to the Sword Sect, I am just a Nine-level Sword Emperor."
"Ah? The Ninth Heaven of the Knife Emperor? But your sword knowledge?" Zhao Long looked at the old man in surprise.
He had clearly felt that the old man's sword knowledge had completely surpassed him.
You should know that his sword consciousness has returned to the peak of the Sword Emperor. If he surpasses him, he will be the Sword Sect.
Seeing Zhao Long's face full of doubts, the old man smiled bitterly and said, "When I was sealed, I had reached the peak of the Ninth Level of the Sword Emperor."
I am only one step away from breaking through the Sword Sect. Because I am sealed and unable to practice, my strength has not improved over the years, but there are signs of regression.
"I believe you understand that the practice of sword cultivation to the later stage is mainly based on the understanding of the world."
"So, your soul has broken through to the level of the Sword Sect?" Zhao Long said in surprise.
Although you can still understand the world after being sealed, it is much more difficult than before.
Under such circumstances, the old man was able to make a breakthrough.
When the old man fully recovers his strength, he will be a strong man at the level of the sword sect.
Although there is only one chance, as long as he helps, the truth about finding family members will definitely be much smoother.
Zhao Long had gradually accepted this proposal in his heart.
"I can promise you, but the territory of the Elephant Headman clan is too far from the Qin Empire."
"With my current strength, it may take a long time to go back and forth."
Zhao Long frowned, the territory of the Elephant Headman clan was on the westmost point of the sword continent, while the Qin Empire was on the south.
With his current strength, it may take several years to travel back and forth, and this has not yet calculated the dangers on the road.
"I think it's a big problem, it's just a small matter."
Perhaps it was because of Zhao Long's agreement that the old man was in a good mood and had more smiles on his face.
The little boy beside him was also excited to jump around Haitian, making Zhao Long seem to see the little tiger he used to be when he was a child again.
As the scene was touched by the scene, Zhao Long felt even more determined to find his family.
"This little thing? Old man, do you know that this elephant calf grass is difficult to obtain, and it is also extremely precious to the elephant headed tribe."
It only grows in the forbidden land of the Elephant Head Man clan, where countless masters are guarded by them.
With my strength, I was discovered before I could get close. Zhao Long raised his head in dissatisfaction.
After hearing Zhao Long's words, the old man's face once again showed a look of surprise: "Young man, who are you? Why do you even know these?"
Seeing that Zhao Long had no intention of answering, the old man did not continue to entangle on it, but nodded and smiled: "In fact, there is a calf-like grass in this White Tiger City."
"Baihu City? How is that possible?" This time it was Zhao Long's turn to be surprised.
"Yes, it's in the treasure house of Qi's family. It's a pity that I'm just an ordinary old man now, without any sword energy."
Otherwise, he would have snatched the elephant grass long ago, and a trace of regret flashed across the old man's face.
But instead, he looked up and smiled, "Although I don't know how you practice, you rely on your sword emperor-level soul power."
"No one in the Qi family can discover your existence. I believe you can steal the elephant calf grass from the Qi family's treasure house."
"Is the Qi family?" Zhao Long clenched his fists tightly. The Qi family had forced him to almost have no place to hide. This revenge had not been avenged yet.
"Very good, then I'll start to act tonight." Zhao Long smiled confidently, and even the Blade Emperor could not detect his existence, let alone Qi Zhiwei, a Blade Lord.
"By the way, don't you know your name?" Zhao Long then remembered that he didn't even know someone's name.
The old man smiled slightly, pointed to the little boy lying in his arms and said, "He is Xue Yang, and he is my little grandson. My name is Xue Qikun."
"Xue Qikun?" Zhao Long suddenly felt familiar when he heard the name. After pondering for a while, he suddenly raised his head and shouted, "Are you Xue Qikun, the disciple of Old Gui?"
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