Immortal Kendo

"My god, don't worry, if there are any thieves who dare to make trouble in our Heavenly Sword Sect while you are away from the Heavenly Sword Sect, I will let him come and go!"

"So, thank you Bai Lao."

This was the last conversation Lu Mo heard before stepping into the sword mound, and it was precisely because of this conversation that Lu Mo understood why the head of the God of God would let him come to the sword mound to pick weapons.

"I'm afraid the head of the gods doesn't think that I can get the magic weapon within three days. It's true that Bailao is guarding the Tianjianzong in my name." Lu Mo was lifted by the guard formation of the sword mound and flew into it lightly At that time, he couldn't help but said with infinite contempt in his heart.

It's just that Lu Mo really wronged the head of Yushen. Although the head of Yushen came to Jianzhong this time to ask the old man in white robe to help guard the Tianjianzong, but sincerely, the head of Yushen didn't think that Lu Mo Will return empty-handed within three days.

Based on the understanding of Lu Mo by the head of Yushen, since Lu Mo dared to agree to Mr. Ji's words, then Lu Mo must have a perfect plan, at least he has the ability to save his life. Doing it by himself is just icing on the cake.

Of course, the head of Yushen also thinks that Lu Mo cannot be treated with common sense. Although three years is too short, maybe Lu Mo can create a miracle within these three days?

The sky is full of yellow sand, and the wind is blowing away!

When Lu Mo set foot on a vast and boundless desert, looking at the clouds in the sky and the scattered weapons in the yellow sand all over the sky, he seemed to hear the cry from ancient times.

"Every sword here is from the bloody men of my Heavenly Sword Sect in the past. Every sword has its own epic story"

Just when Lu Mo scanned the surroundings with his spiritual sense, the figure of the old man in white robe faintly appeared in front of Lu Mo.

"Bai Lao, why do all the weapons I see are ordinary iron?"

Lu Mo cooperates with his spiritual sense to look far away. Although he can see many long swords with cold lights scattered in a radius of a hundred miles, they are almost all ordinary iron used in body forging. Although they can be obtained by Lu Mo, this is obviously Not the result Lu Mo expected.

In three days, you can get the legendary swords such as Zhu Xian, Mie Xian and Jue Xian, which Lu Mo never thought about, but in Lu Mo's opinion, he should at least get a not inferior Da Yan A long sword at the level of Excalibur?

"The reason why my Heavenly Sword Sect has been able to sit firmly in the top ten sects for tens of thousands of years is that apart from outer disciples like you competing for the top ten sect competitions, it is more because of the countless outer disciples who are bleeding on the front line Fighting and fighting desperately, the long swords after their fall are naturally worthy of entering the Sword Sect for future generations to worship."

The old man in white robe smiled faintly when he heard the words, looked at the vicissitudes of life, and said in an extremely proud tone.

As soon as these words came out, Lu Mo was moved immediately, and with a wave of his sleeve, three sticks of long incense had already appeared in Lu Mo's hands.

"This incense doesn't respect heaven and earth, nor do I worship ghosts and gods. I, Lu Mo, burn it today just to be listed as the ancestor of Tianjianzong." Lu Mo planted three sticks of long incense on the ground, and said solemnly.

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As the incense burnt and Lu Mo's words came to an end, Lu Mo felt that the whole area of ​​a hundred miles began to tremble violently, and the long swords trembled continuously, as if every long sword wanted to fall into Lu Mo's hands , but ashamed that his rank was too low to be worthy of Lu Mo.

"Thousands of swords screaming together?" The white-robed old man who had been standing as tall as a mountain with his hands behind his back was immediately moved when he saw this shocking scene, and looked at Lu Mo formally for the first time.

The seniority of the white-robed old man in the Heavenly Sword Sect is even higher than the head of Yushen. He is a great monk who can see through the realm of life and death. During the long years of guarding the sword mound, the white-robed old man has seen too many talented monks .

Every disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect has a chance to enter the Sword Tomb to choose weapons when he just advanced to the Spirit Sea Realm, and there is only one chance, and not every monk who has just advanced to the Spirit Sea Realm can go to the Sword Tomb to choose weapons.

Only those disciples who have made outstanding contributions to the Heavenly Sword Sect, or who are extremely talented and have no problems with their temperament can enter the Sword Tomb.

But in the impression of the white-robed old man, none of those disciples who are many times more powerful than Lu Mo in terms of cultivation and talent can make thousands of swords sing together, even if it was the first time for the former master of the gods to enter the sword. At the time of the grave, it just caused Baijian to tremble.

But today, Lu Mo, a little cultivator whose cultivation level is only at the Yuanyuan Realm, and whose talent is no more than a mid-to-lower figure, can attract the monks of the Heavenly Sword Sect to enter the sword mound to pick weapons. High opinion of Lu Mo?

"According to the ancient records of my Heavenly Sword Sect, only the peerless strongman who revived my declining Heavenly Sword Sect 3 years ago can inspire thousands of swords to sing together. Could it be that another fairy sword was born this time?"

Thinking of this, the face of the white-robed old man suddenly became extremely flushed, and he looked at Lu Mo with anticipation.

Although the white-robed old man knew very clearly that Lu Mo would never gain anything even if he encountered the fairy sword, but the white-robed old man was still looking forward to it.

Although the current Heavenly Sword Sect is still among the top ten sects, it seems to have unlimited scenery. Outside there are some strong men such as Yushen Sect Master and Dou Mo, and there are some like the white-robed old man who dare to guard the Heavenly Sword Sect in silence. The old man in white robe knows very well that the Great Cultivator who has seen through the realm of life and death, according to the current trend of development, the decline of Tianjianzong is inevitable again.

"If this son can really capture the fairy sword, I am afraid that our Heavenly Sword Sect can regain the glory of 3 years ago."

As soon as the old man in white robe thought about this, he looked at Lu Mo with a little more appreciation. After pondering for a moment, the old man in white robe smiled slightly: "Lu Mo, although the sword mound is vast and majestic, it is not without knocking on the door to find high-grade weapons. , as long as you don’t treat these swords as weapons, but as loyal souls, then you may have unexpected gains, remember you only have three days.”

After speaking, the old man in white robe seemed to feel that he had said something that Lu Mo should not have known, and his figure slowly disappeared in front of Lu Mo.

"You can't treat the swords of the Sword Tomb as swords, but treat them as loyal souls." The words of the white-robed old man hit Lu Mo's heart like a heavy hammer, and suddenly something in Lu Mo's heart had already been touched. Things that have been unable to comprehend for a long time are penetrated.

"So, when I was burning incense, I didn't look down on them because they were Fantie. Instead, I regarded every long sword as a sage of the past who dedicated their lives to our Heavenly Sword Sect. I did it unintentionally. In the end, the spectacle of ten thousand swords screaming together will be achieved."

With this in mind, Lu Mo stepped forward, paying tribute to every long sword passing by from the bottom of his heart.

Every time he got close to a long sword, Lu Mo could feel the vicissitudes, thickness, and chill that permeated from these long swords from ancient times.

"One will be successful, not only to achieve the great cause of the emperor, but also to achieve a long-lasting sect that has gone through tens of thousands of years." Lu Mo sighed as he walked, as if he had forgotten to come to Jianzhong general purpose.

A day passed in the blink of an eye, and with Lu Mo's cultivation at the ninth level of the Baoyuan Realm, he finally walked a full eight hundred miles and comprehended the artistic conception contained in almost all ordinary iron weapons.

On the second day, when Lu Mo stepped into the center of the desert, he suddenly felt that the spiritual energy of the surrounding world became extremely violent. Every gust of wind fell on him, and he felt like being scraped by a blade.

"If I'm not wrong, the deeper you go into the desert, the higher the level of the weapon will be, and the more violent the aura of the world will be." At this moment, Lu Mo had no choice but to rejoice how lucky he was to practice the Immortal Bodybuilding Chapter.

Without the powerful physical body brought to Lu Mo by the Immortal Forging Body Chapter, it would be impossible for Lu Mo to be able to walk so far in such a violent heaven and earth aura.

What Lu Mo didn't know was that even those monks at the late stage of the Spirit Sea Realm couldn't enter the depths where he was at the moment, but he, a monk at the ninth level of the Baoyuan Realm, was still walking forward.

"I can go so far!" Not long after Lu Mo entered the depths of the desert, the figure of the old man in white robe suddenly appeared between the sky and the earth. I looked at Lu Mo who was about to disappear at the end of the horizon, and the old eyes burst out brightly of light.

Even with the ability of the white-robed old man, he can only reach his current position. If he goes further, it is impossible for a monk whose cultivation base is stronger than the white-robed old man.

"According to the ancient records of my Heavenly Sword Sect, only monks who have seen through the realm of life and death can choose weapons in the sword mound, and the lower the cultivation level, the greater the chance of obtaining divine weapons. How about the monks who are cultivated to resist the spirit sea realm?" , whether it can resist the desert storm is a problem, not to mention looking for a sword, this Lu Mo, I don’t know if he can perform a miracle.”

The white-robed old man looked excited, knowing that Lu Mo's chances of obtaining the Excalibur might be greater than those of the Yuanyuan Realm powerhouses, but the white-robed old man was still worried about Lu Mo.

The level of weapons deep in the desert is indeed getting higher and higher, but according to the experience of the white-robed old man, the more likely a monk who enters the depths of the desert, the more the innermost weapon will be better than what he saw idea.

This is actually the monk's greed at work. When you want to see better weapons and want to go deeper into the interior, you suddenly find that you can't walk, and you can't go back.

At that time, these monks will either be rescued by the white-robed old man with special means and waste the opportunity to enter the sword mound to choose a sword in vain, or they will completely fall between heaven and earth.

"Not good!" Suddenly, the white-robed old man pinched his fingers and felt that Lu Mo had disappeared within the range of his senses. The white-robed old man's face turned extremely ugly.

"Lu Mo actually entered the Immortal Sword Realm. According to the ancient records of my Heavenly Sword Sect, all monks who enter the Immortal Sword Realm will never be able to get out unless they get a weapon. Why did Lu Mo enter it!"

Thinking of this, the old man in white robe understood that he could not save Lu Mo with his own abilities, and the old man in white robe couldn't help but become extremely ugly.

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