Sword Clan Council.

Patriarch Jian Fenglei and the three elders gathered together and were holding an elders' meeting.

It is hard to imagine that a small village would have a council chamber, and in a village of this size, no position would be a waste.

But these are all ancient traditions handed down by the Sword Clan, and as a Sword Clan, they are proud of it, and the ancient bloodline unites them, even if they are outside the law, there is still a complete set of order.

At this moment, in the council hall, Jian Xiansheng, who was an elder of the sword, leaned on the corner without saying a word, dozing off, and at the same time blamed the drowsiness on the infection of the old patriarch of the sword next to him.

Jian Death has been wearing a light blue scarf all the year round, the color of the scarf is no longer in tune with his age, and he has a face full of writing: I don't care about any meetings.

All the hard work of the sword in the afterlife was invested in the sword-casting, and the black hand tattoo on the arm was deeper than that of the other sword-clansmen, which was pure black, representing the supreme sword-forging realm.

The whites of the eyes have been congested due to the sword casting in the high temperature environment all year round, like a raging red flame, and the bottomless black pupils are trapped in the flames.

It represents his lifelong dedication, bound by fire and iron.

The deceased Sword Clan ancestor seemed to take good care of him.

After entering Zhenlong Mountain for three years of retreat, the colorful light in the sky was pressed, and a magnificent light broke through the world, and the supreme heaven-level weapon was forged in his hands.

The Soul Helping Sword was promoted to a heaven-level divine weapon, becoming the thirteenth supreme heaven-level blade in the world, representing absolute power.

However, good things always come with bad things.

Some time ago, the punishment elder Jian Li led the flying sword transportation team to the Heavenly Sword Gate, but was intercepted by the Blood God Temple on the way, and the news that the Sword Clan had forged a heaven-level weapon did not go away.

A heaven-level weapon is like a piece of fat, luring hungry jackals all the time.

Presiding over this elders' meeting was the patriarch Sword Wind Thunder.

Jian Fenglei is always dressed in green clothes, and as a new patriarch, he is already anxious, and he is chattering in his mouth. "The sword is dead, the sword is dead, you only know how to cast the sword, but you don't know how much trouble you have caused. ”

The other is the old patriarch Jian Lacking, who is over 100 years old, confused, and now relegated to the position of elder, and his contemporaries have all disappeared, and the pride of the patriarch makes him never miss every meeting, but he no longer has the strength to think about complicated things, and he can't give any advice, just sit there and listen, or relive the past in his dreams.

Finally, Sword Death turned his face to the Punishment Elder, who was dancing with his hands.

The sword calendar is spitting to describe something. "The Blood God Temple has announced that the whole world will bloody the Sword Clan, you know, they will not give up! We must obey them!!Sword death, it's all your fault!!"

The sword calendar pointed to the sword death, and the reproach in his eyes meant to divide his primordial spirit.

Jian Jisheng could feel the sharp gaze, which was really a sign of weakness and incompetence, and he had to speak. "Can obedience be exchanged for peace? Do you know the Blood Temple, do you know who they are?"

Jian Li asked rhetorically. "What do you know?"

The-for-tat confrontation between the two was interrupted by the patriarch Jian Fenglei's words. "Don't argue, we've already formed an alliance with a Heavenly Sword Sect!

Jian Fenglei's words were very low, but everyone heard them clearly, and the old patriarch of Jian Qi also opened his sleepy eyes because of the new patriarch's opening.

Jian Li's words pointed to Jian Death again. "Phew, the Heavenly Sword Gate is just using us as a tool, we should stay out of the world, and make an alliance with one is to make an enmity with the other, and now the enemy has come to the door, and our sword forging master has let the enemy see a big piece of fat at this time. ”

The sword did not reply to his death, and now the sword is like a mad dog.

Patriarch Jian Feng shouted loudly: "The Heavenly Sword Sect promised to accept seven children as official disciples, and providing the Flying Sword Embryo Sword is our reward for them!"

"For the children to enter the Heavenly Sword Gate, it is interesting enough to build a flying sword embryo sword for them for three years in vain. At the critical moment, the Heavenly Sword Sect will not protect us, they are all soft-footed shrimp, even if we have anything to do with the Heavenly Sword Sect, it was three years ago!" Jian Li retorted, he roared in his heart, you cowards, especially your Sword Wind and Thunder, you are not worthy of being the patriarch.

The room suddenly fell silent.

Everyone here knew that the Heavenly Sword Sect would not start an all-out war with the Blood God Temple for the sake of the small Sword Clan.

It's just that out of dignity, they didn't say these words, but Jian Li said them.

For the indifference of the Heavenly Sword Gate, some people don't care, some people resent, and Jian Li is undoubtedly the latter.

In the Qiankun Hall of the Heavenly Sword Gate, Jian Li suffered a lot of humiliation, and the elders of the Heavenly Sword Gate seemed to feel humiliated by the Sword Clan's stepping into such a sacred place.

"Sword Clansmen, send the flying sword directly to the refining room in the future, Xuanyue, take the Sword Clan people to get the materials that belong to them. Elder Tianxuan of the Heavenly Sword Sect said so, and sent a little disciple to send the sword calendar.

Jian Li suppressed his anger, he was like a dog who was sent away, and the efforts made by the Sword Clan were not worth mentioning in the eyes of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

That is charity, the strong do not need charity, and now he will lead the sword clan to the road of rejuvenation, even if it is the Heavenly Sword Gate, he must step on it, Jian Li thought so.

Jian Fenglei rubbed his temples vigorously, trying to wake himself up with the pain, and it was better to wake up from this ridiculous dream.

He had just become the patriarch, and he had to face such a problem.

Jian Fenglei proposed: "Although I don't know why the Blood God Temple wants to destroy my Sword Clan, they have released the news early, and it is understandable to intercept the convoy, but the leakage of the Soul Helping Sword is still a bit strange, but the matter has come to this, we must first protect the seven children." ”

Jian Death said in agreement. "That's right, I proposed an alliance with the Heavenly Sword Gate not to get shelter, but for the sake of the children's future, we must face up to our own responsibilities, in the past three years, the transport team has traveled to every piece of land in the Northern Wilderness, it's time to make a plan, it's time for the children to leave the Sword Clan, they will improve their skills in the Heavenly Sword Gate, and then go to find the tower. ”

The Punishment Elder shouted sharply. "The towers you are looking for do not exist at all, the evil dragon has fallen for two thousand years, and the sword clan has also lived here for two thousand years, just because of a map and a passage, we want to let the children leave the place where we have lived for generations, let them die alone in the outside world, you will pay the price for arrogance!

Jian Sheng's voice was cold: "The Sword Ancestor led the remnants of the clan to escape from the world, we relied on the ancestral teaching, in order to wait for the seven towers to open again, when the evil will return to heaven and earth, now all the omens say that those towers are coming out, only our sword clan can freely enter the tower, prevent things from happening, and regain glory." ”

The sword is strong, and it is unrelenting. "The Sword Ancestor is just a wooden statue now, and we can regain our glory without relying on those things that don't exist. ”

The sword priest asked, "Then you tell me what to do? Like you said, return to the Blood Temple, can this ensure the safety of the children, and where is the face of the sword clan?"