Boss, keep a low profile

In the main hall of Momen, Luo Bing stood in front of the legendary Sword Master, feeling a little restrained and nervous.

The big man in front of her was extraordinary. She, who was born in a humble family, actually didn't think she could catch the Sword Master's eye.

Luo Bing's cultivation talent was actually not bad. Among hundreds of sects, it could be considered good.

But compared to Xiaoqiu, it was definitely worse.

Among all the true disciples of Momen, on the surface, the one with the worst talent was Mo Dongfang, and then she, the second senior sister.

But now, Mo Dongfang, who was ordinary on weekdays, was actually judged by the Sword Master as a person with great luck?

That seemed to become extraordinary all of a sudden.

This made Luo Bing standing there, even more nervous for a while. Because after all, she had a special identity, she was Lu Dongli's first disciple.

The middle-aged scholar seemed to see her reservedness, smiled gently, and said: "Don't be nervous, I just have a question to ask you."

Luo Bing quickly responded: "Senior Sword Master, please speak."

He nodded slightly and said: "Where were you born?"

Luo Bing was slightly stunned when she heard this, and said: "I can't remember."

She lowered her head and didn't continue to speak.

As far as she could remember, she was in the brothel in Zaoli County.

She grew up in the brothel and was personally taught and trained by her old mother. Then, when she was thirteen years old, she met Lu Chaoge who spent a lot of money to buy her.

She only knew that she was sold to the brothel by her parents, and she didn't know anything else.

Luo Bing had no curiosity about her life experience, and she didn't have any thoughts about her biological parents.

Since she was sold to such a place of fireworks, let's not think about it.

Anyway, she now has a new home and a family who values ​​her.

Luo Bing had no intention of hiding anything from Jian Zun. She really didn't remember where she was born. She only remembered that she spent her childhood in Zaoli County.

The middle-aged scholar lowered his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a long time, he said, "If you have the chance, you can find a time to go to Bailu Forest in Luzhou. Maybe there is something waiting for you there."

"It's just that this matter is related to the secret of an old friend of mine, and I'm just guessing, so I can't say it clearly." As he said that, he glanced at Ji Changkong, and his face was full of sincere words-"Junior brother, don't scold me"!

I don't want to be a riddler!

Ji Changkong squinted at him, but in the end he still didn't say anything. He seemed to have vaguely guessed something, and looked at Luo Bing with a surprised look, as if he didn't expect there was such a thing.

However, this matter needs to be verified, and it's not certain yet.

He didn't know why his senior brother said that. Could it be that there was something in this little girl that only he could see, but I couldn't see?

At this point, Ji Changkong was annoyed again.

This old naughty boy gets angry easily whenever he stays with his senior brother.

Hearing this, Luo Bing was slightly stunned.

"The White Deer Forest in Luzhou?" She remembered this place in her mind.

As one of the four major states in Tianxuan Realm, Luzhou has never been there.

Finally, the middle-aged scholar set his sights on Hei Ting, the senior brother of Momen and the only direct disciple of Lu Chaoge.

Among all the people in Momen, the one who amazed the middle-aged scholar the most was Hei Ting.

To be precise, the surprise Hei Ting brought to him was not inferior to the surprise when he first met Lu Dongli.

When Li Nanwei, the daughter of Jian Zun, came to Momen, she saw Hei Ting for the first time and said that she knew a little about the art of looking at qi and found that there were wisps of black qi on Hei Ting's body.

And her art of looking at qi was taught by Jian Zun.

It's just that Li Nanwei didn't learn it well, so she can't see much.

As for the middle-aged scholar, it was not just a wisp of black air spreading, it was simply black air filling the sky!

Even though he was well-informed, it was the first time he had seen such a person.

The most important thing was that the middle-aged scholar soon discovered that there was more than one unusual thing about Hei Ting.

First of all, his cultivation was very strange.

The fourth realm cultivation was too high, and too much higher.

Whether it was sword intention or sword heart, Hei Ting did not match his fourth realm cultivation.

It felt like his strength was achieved through external force.

But his cultivation level was extremely solid and not frivolous.

With the middle-aged scholar's eyesight, he could not see that the spiritual power in his body was transformed from the evil power in the soul jade.

Not to mention Hei Ting's special shadow.

In the eyes of the middle-aged scholar, in addition to his cultivation and the black air filling the sky, Hei Ting had another strange thing, which was what everyone could notice - the sense of existence.

This man is like a semi-transparent person, easily overlooked, and even has a natural resistance to the perception of spiritual consciousness.

"It's really a bit strange, come here." The middle-aged scholar waved to Heiting.

The ugly, dark-skinned mute hurriedly walked in front of the Sword Master.

"Close your eyes and calm down." The middle-aged scholar said to Heiting.

After saying that, his fingertips gently touched the center of Heiting's eyebrows.

At this time, Heiting's heart couldn't calm down.

Regarding the matter of the soul jade, Lu Chaoge told him that it was a secret.

He was afraid that the strongest man in Qingzhou in front of him would see through this secret.

"It's okay." The middle-aged scholar retracted his finger and said to Heiting.

Heiting heard this and opened his eyes. From the confused expression on the middle-aged scholar's face, he saw that the other party didn't seem to be aware of anything related to the soul jade.

This made him feel relieved, but he also secretly admired his master's methods.

I don’t know what method the master used to hide this secret so deeply and even hide it from the eyes of Lord Sword Master!

"Your physique is very strange." The middle-aged Confucian scholar looked at Heiting and didn't know how to describe it for a moment.

This was the weirdest person he had ever seen.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar is not only well-informed, but also well-read and has read a large number of ancient books.

However, there are no records of similar physiques in ancient books.

"Besides, I just used the qi-gazing technique and discovered that you have a lot of black energy." The middle-aged Confucian scholar said.

As soon as these words came out, not only Heiting, but everyone in Momen, except Xiaoqiu who only knew how to eat, became nervous.

Everyone knows the origin of Heiting. He was brought up the mountain by the leader.

Because he was originally an orphan who grew up in the village at the foot of the mountain and had the food of hundreds of families. This orphan was criticized by a half-blind man passing by, saying that he had deep demonic roots and soaring demonic flames, and that he would surely cause disaster for thousands of miles in the future.

The villagers were ignorant and wanted to drive him out of the village. After leaving the village, how would this dark, thin mute survive?

Fortunately, he was taken up the mountain by the head of the family, and he became a gentle-tempered senior brother of the Mo family who always considers others.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar could see the changes in everyone's expressions at a glance. Although it was very subtle and everyone tried their best to conceal it, how could he not notice it?

Ji Changkong knocked on the table next to him, signaling the middle-aged Confucian scholar to fill the empty tea cup.

While urging his senior brother to pour tea, he said angrily: "Qi-gazing technique. When you were young, I told you not to get obsessed with this useless thing. At a glance, everyone is colorful. Let me ask you about purple energy, What do red gas and black gas mean? You can’t explain it yourself, so it just looks good!”

Ji Changkong really couldn't hold back his desire to complain. He had complained about this matter countless times. This time, he heard his senior brother use another Qi-gazing technique, so he couldn't help but start complaining again.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar quickly picked up the teapot and poured tea, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, the black energy is so black that the sky is black. This is just a kind of qi in the dark, no one can explain it."

This lightened the mood a bit.

Ji Changkong, who had been impatient for a long time, quickly waved his hand and said: "Drink tea, drink tea, stop being so long-winded!"

With that said, he said to the disciples of the Mo Sect: "Go and do your business. There is no need to accompany us two old men. Xiao Lizi, just stay here and let him give you some pointers later."

"Although his disciple is not as good as me, he is still a swordsman after all. It won't hurt if you listen more." Ji Changkong said confidently.

……..

……..

On the other side, Beizhou.

A small boat was flying quickly through the clouds. Lu Chaoge, who was sitting on the boat, did not know that the Sword Master actually went to Momen when he was not there.

If he knew about this, he would definitely have a warning in his heart.

There are indeed many secrets in Momen.

Black Pavilion is one of them, but don’t forget there is another one.

——The demon clan worships in the tomb, ow!

Neither Ning Ying nor Ji Changkong noticed anything special about this lonely tomb, but Sword Master was different after all. He was one of the four strongest people in the world.

At this time, Lu Chaoge, who knew nothing about it, still wanted to open the [map] to see how far he was from Chunqiu Mountain.

"We'll almost arrive tomorrow." He said in his heart.

(PS: Second update, something happened today so the update time is later than usual, sorry.)