Chapter 186: The Night Before Dawn

The disciples of the Huashan faction respectfully led the way in front, and Lu Yiming followed behind, looking like a tourist enjoying the scenery along the way. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Huashan is indeed one of the five mountains in China, climbing all the way, you can see the magnificent scenery of mountains and rivers along the way.

Especially at this moment, the sky is getting late, the sunset is sinking in the west, and the afterglow of the setting sun spreads down, covering Huashan with a layer of glow, which looks even more beautiful.

Looking at the sunset in the distance, it is as if it is setting in front of your eyes.

Climbing all the way, I met many people along the way, all of them were martial arts people, and their bodies faintly exuded internal force fluctuations.

Lu Yiming retracted his gaze and asked curiously, "How many martial arts people came to this Huashan Sword Conference?"

"Returning to Grandmaster Lu, in order to welcome the martial arts people from all over the world who came to participate in the Huashan Sword Debate, all the hundred guest rooms prepared by our Huashan Sect were full, and the total number of people received reached 236. The disciple who led the way said respectfully, but there was a hint of pride in his tone.

When Lu Yiming was stopped before, he released a trace of breath very casually, and the faces of the disciples of the Huashan Sect changed greatly, and they knew at once that Lu Yiming was a martial arts master.

The grandmaster is like a dragon, and he is admired in the martial arts world.

The disciples of the Huashan faction naturally did not dare to hold it up, saluted respectfully, and led the way up the mountain.

"It's only 236 people? Lu Yiming said softly.

He had met more than fifty warriors in the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang before, and it was only a tripartite force.

Huashan's discussion of the sword is also the biggest event in the martial arts world, and he estimates that there must be at least a thousand people.

Actually, this is all his thoughts.

Entering the imperial tomb to hunt for treasures, even the family and the Gao family poured out, and the Huashan faction also sent more than a dozen disciples, so there were more than 100 people.

And the Huashan Sword Conference, although it is a major event in the martial arts world, many martial artists know in their hearts that there is nothing to do with it at all, so they simply don't go to join in the fun.

The people who came to participate were all people who had a certain degree of confidence in their own strength, or to broaden their horizons and watch the excitement.

Each major faction only sent an elite team as a representative, with more than a dozen people and as little as one or two.

Therefore, these 236 people are already a lot, almost including most of the Chinese martial arts world.

Regarding Lu Yiming's complaints, the leading disciple was not angry, but he didn't dare to say anything, this is a martial arts master, he doesn't dare to slack off in the slightest.

There are five peaks in Huashan, of which the north peak Yuntai Peak is the lowest, and the east peak Chaoyang Peak is the highest. (The plot needs to be slightly modified)

The guest rooms arranged by Huashan Pai are at the top of Yuntai Peak.

Lu Yiming was arranged in a separate room.

"Please take a good rest, tomorrow morning when the sun rises in the east, the Sword Conference will officially start at Chaoyang Peak. The leading disciple explained and left directly.

Night falls.

Lu Yiming sat cross-legged on the bed, and his thoughts were released, enveloping him.

All around him lived martial arts masters, a total of seventeen people, all of whom were in a single room.

Of course, these seventeen people do not include the disciples of Wudang, Kongtong, Shaolin and Emei, and the four major factions have all been arranged by Huashan in other places.

"Hey, Ding Mo is also here. Lu Yiming immediately recognized one of them, it was his slave Ding Mo.

On the same day, he was caught by Chi You and taken to the place where the dragon vein was sealed, and Ding Mo was directly teleported out of the imperial tomb, and waited for more than a month at the exit, and only hurried to Huashan three days ago.

"Forget it, don't call him for now. Lu Yiming ignored Ding Mo, and his divine thoughts continued to expand.

Thirty meters away, there is a master-level martial artist, two or three people in a room.

The farther away, the lower the strength of the people who live there.

In the end, his divine thoughts had expanded to eighty meters, and then he could not stop.

"This promotion to condensation qi is really a qualitative leap, even the divine thoughts have skyrocketed to a radius of eighty meters. Lu Yiming retracted his thoughts with satisfaction.

After some investigation, Lu Yiming was happy and worried, happy to know that his divine thoughts had skyrocketed again, and worried that he could not find out the details of the core disciples of the five major sects.

"Forget it, the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, and everything will be known tomorrow. ”

Thinking like this, Lu Yiming slept in his clothes.

However, he didn't know that while he was asleep, there was a man wearing a black cloak who had covered himself tightly, and he came to the top of the peak to live under the guidance of the disciples.

It is less than 30 meters away from Lu Yiming.

If Lu Yiming hadn't slept yet, he would be able to see his true face clearly with his divine thoughts-the Ghost King Sect was powerful!

He didn't even die!

Li Wanqiu was also arranged in a separate room, and it was obvious that he had become a martial arts master.

In the room, Li Wanqiu took off the cloak on his body, revealing the true face of Lushan.

However, there was a hideous scar that stretched from the back of the head around the ear to the left side of the chin, a dozen centimeters long, as if the entire head was going to be dissected.

Thankfully, the wound has healed.

But the sore spots and tragic memories at that time remained in his mind forever.

Li Wanqiu touched the scar on his face, gritted his teeth and muttered: "Lu Yiming, I thank you so much for your original sword, you almost didn't split my head." Fortunately, at the last moment, I performed the ghost king of the Ghost King Sect's method of dying on behalf of the ghost king, and I was lucky enough to pick up a life. ”

"After going through life and death, I understood the true meaning of the grandmaster and became a martial arts grandmaster in one fell swoop. ”

"This time the Huashan Sword Conference, I guess you will definitely come. Hmph, wait, I will personally kill you to avenge the sword of the day!"

"Even if I can't kill you, I will confess your crimes to the world, and see how you escaped the pursuit of the two major factions of Kongtong and Emei!"

Li Wanqiu looked forward to the picture of revenge, and fell asleep.

Huashan Tongtian Palace, Hua Tianjiao personally greeted a distinguished guest from afar.

"Elder Bingyue of the Tianji Gate is here in person, and the Huashan Sect is really full of brilliance. Hua Tianjiao said to a woman with ice muscles and jade jade.

The woman was in her early thirties, her eyes were cold, her face was cold, and she looked cold and rejecting people thousands of miles away, it was none other than the Bingyue Elder of the Tianji Gate.

"Master Hua, I came this time, firstly, to observe the Huashan Sword Conference, and secondly, to ask for an explanation for the innocent death of my Tianjimen disciple. Elder Bingyue said straight to the point.

"What's the meaning of this?" Hua Tianjiao asked suspiciously.

"Hmph, my Tianji Sect disciple entered the Mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang in order to grab a magic weapon, but in the end he died unexpectedly. Elder Bingyue said in a deep voice, "However, we, the people of the Heavenly Machine Sect, everyone has a trace of soul aura in the Heavenly Emperor Mirror because of their cultivation of the Mirror, which can reveal the three-second picture of each person before they die. ”

"More than a month ago, there was an image on the Emperor's Mirror of a young man whose face he couldn't see clearly. ”

"The master of this sect cast a supreme spell, and it was deduced that he killed the disciple of this sect, and he was hiding in the Huashan faction at this moment. ”

"Is there such a thing?" Hua Tianjiao was a little surprised, frowned and thought for a moment, and said in a deep voice, "Elder Bingyue, please calm your anger first, tomorrow is the day when the Huashan Sword Conference opens, if he is really hidden in the crowd, as soon as he appears, he will naturally be exposed." ”

Elder Bingyue nodded and said, "Okay, I'll wait until tomorrow." ”

Tomorrow, everything will be revealed.