Chapter 9: Isn't it the illegitimate son of an elder that you are?

In the main hall, the bronze infusion walls depict a majestic beast, with teeth and claws.

A white-robed man stood with his hands in his hands, a young man in a green robe held a sword vigilantly, and a middle-aged man knelt on the ground.

Inside the main hall, dozens of oil lamps are burning, and the lights are swaying.

Seeing the white-robed man's expression, Lu Jin's eyes flashed, and he said calmly:

"What do you need to ask me about this hairy boy?!"

As he spoke, his tone was sarcastic.

He was in Chongming City, and he helped the Law Enforcement Hall to arrest quickly, and killed the snatching court in the city to arrest the feny, but he didn't expect to be cheated by the people of the Law Enforcement Hall now, backhanded, which really made him unable to have a good impression of this biggest force in the Qi country on the bright side.

Seeing this, the white-robed man waved his hand and said lightly:

"Xing Daorong, you should step back first, this matter started because of you, and you will be punished for three months as a warning. ”

"Xing Daorong, thank you, ......"

The middle-aged catcher's body trembled, and he quickly got up and thanked him.

A wry smile appeared on his face, because of this matter, he had mishandled it, and he had already left a bad impression on the general catch.

Perhaps, there will be no good fruit to eat in the future!

After speaking, he hurriedly lowered his head and walked past Lu Jin, after all, what he said just now, in order to shirk his responsibility, he cheated Lu Jin, and he is now a little weak-hearted.

I was afraid that Lu Jin's sword light would suddenly explode and make his head move directly!

Lu Jin's sword in the city, he remembered it vividly!

For Xing Daorong, Lu Jin just glanced at him coldly, after all, what he just said was indeed the truth.

What's more, if he wanted to draw his sword and kill Xing Daorong in front of the white-robed man in front of him, he couldn't do it at all.

Therefore, his rational choice did not strike.

"Bang!"

Two huge bronze doors slowly merge.

In the main hall, only Lu Jin and the white-robed man remained.

At this time, a smile appeared on the white-robed man's face, which was completely different from his previous attitude.

"This matter, except for the little brother, no one can answer. ”

His figure flickered and sat directly back on the high platform.

With a slight wave of his hand, all of a sudden, the wooden table originally covered with pen, ink, paper and inkstone was swept away!

The next moment, a table of delicate delicacies appeared on it, exuding wisps of aroma.

Lu Jin's eyes narrowed, and the silver in his eyes gradually faded.

There is a huge difference in strength between him and the handsome man in front of him, and instead of resisting powerlessly, he wants to enjoy it.

At least, he hasn't shown malice at the moment!

While Lu Jin was thinking, the handsome man took out two white porcelain wine jugs out of thin air, sniffed them gently, and showed an intoxicated expression.

"Zheng!"

Lu Jin silently put away the long sword, looked at him calmly and said:

"I don't know what the adults want to ask, Lu must know everything. ”

"Oh~ It turned out to be Little Brother Lu..."

The handsome man picked up a porcelain pot, raised his head and poured it, then a refreshing smile appeared on his face, and then he said:

"What I want to know is very simple, that is, Little Brother Lu, which master taught your swordsmanship, and where are you going to go now?"

Lu Jin's eyes flashed, and he was a little puzzled, he didn't know why the handsome man in front of him would ask like this, could it be that he wanted to accept himself as a disciple?

Many thoughts came to him, but he decided to be honest.

What if, there is a martial art in this world that can peek into other people's hearts!

He didn't dare to guarantee that in the eyes of such a strong man, he would not be seen through.

Lu Jin pondered for a moment, then raised his head and said:

"Returning to my lordship, Lu heard that after the Beicang Sword Sect was three months old, he recruited disciples in Tianji City and prepared to go. As for swordsmanship, I have cultivated it myself, but I have no famous master to teach it. ”

On the high platform, after the handsome man heard what Lu Jin said, his eyes couldn't help but swell with joy.

He slowly put down the flask, wiped the corners of his mouth with his white sleeve, and said happily:

"Little Brother Lu, are you serious about what you said?!The sword technique is your own comprehension, and you are going to go to the Beicang Sword Sect to participate in the trial!?"

As he spoke, he hurriedly jumped down from the high platform and walked quickly in front of Lu Jin, with a look of joy on his face.

Seeing the handsome man's appearance, Lu Jin cautiously took a few steps back.

"Yes, exactly. ”

"Hahaha, good, good, good, very good!"

The handsome man clapped his hands happily, and with a wave of his big sleeves, a cyan token suddenly appeared in his hand, threw it directly at Lu Jin, and laughed: "Little Brother Lu, do you know what this thing is?!"

Lu Jin stretched out his hand to catch it and glanced at it.

This token is almost the same as the token given to him by the middle-aged man in the back mountain of the Lu family before, except for the different colors, the remaining shape and font are almost the same!

Under the Cangjin font, three small characters are inscribed: Qi Lianhua!

Lu Jin's eyes flashed, presumably this is the name of the handsome man at the moment.

And the reason why he asked him these things was just a temptation to him.

After all, he comprehended the sword intent in the realm of condensing qi, and it can be seen that his comprehension is very demonic!

Lu Jin exhaled slowly, so that he would not harm himself.

"This should be the identity waist card of the Beicang Sword Sect!"

Lu Jin said lightly.

As he spoke, he pinched the cyan token, and then took out a black token with a similar shape from his arms, and the two contrasted them.

There is indeed a gap between the two!

The cyan token is inscribed with a delicate small sword, while the black token has only a dead tree on it.

He couldn't figure out the relationship between the two tokens.

However, when the handsome young man said that this was the identity of the Beicang Sword Sect, he was only a little surprised by Lu Jin's quick reaction.

From the details, among the largest martial arts forces in the Qi Kingdom, it can be deduced that he is a disciple of the Beicang Sword Sect.

However, this is just a little surprised, thoughtful people can generally deduce, but what really shocked him was the black token that appeared in Lu Jin's hand!

In the Beicang Sword Sect, there are a total of four colors of identity waist cards.

Red, black, blue, and white!

Except for the red token symbolically used by the sect master within the sect, others can only use other color tokens.

In the Beicang Sword Sect, this is a symbol, and more of a status is represented.

The black token can only be used by the elders, and the cyan token can be used by a descendant disciple like him.

And white can only be worn by sect deacons, as for the beginner disciples and outer disciples, they are not worthy of having an identity waist card!

And right now, he actually saw that an extremely precious black token had been taken out from the hand of a Qi Condensation Realm monk!

"You...... Where did you get this token?"

Qi Lianhua looked incredulous, the identity token has an extremely important role in the Beicang Sword Sect, it is impossible for an elder to drop the identity token for no reason, something important must have happened!

However, he hadn't heard anything important about the Beicang Sword Sect recently!

Could it be that Little Brother Lu is the illegitimate son of which elder is outside?!

My goodness, this is a big problem, he shouldn't be killed, right?!

Thinking of this, Qi Lianhua suddenly felt that the wine in his hand was not very fragrant!