Those drinkers admired not only Jiang Mo's courage, but also Jiang Mo's strength, the moment Qin Qi released his momentum, the white-haired young man's figure did not move at all, which was enough to show his strength.

Jiang Mo sat in front of the window, and after quietly sipping a cup of tea, he slowly got up and walked out of Mingyue Restaurant under the awe-inspiring gaze of those drinkers.

There is a very famous kendo holy place in the middle region, and almost everyone in the middle region knows about it, and it is said that even the rulers of the middle region treat this kendo holy place with courtesy.

This kendo holy place is called the Jing Family Sword Shrine!

According to legend, on this continent, there are many sword cultivators who come to the Jing family sword shrine to challenge, and most of them are defeated, and they abide by the contract of the Jing family from then on, and they must not step out of the sword shrine half a step in this life, and all beings are the sword slaves of the Jing family.

No one knows how strong the Jing family's sword mound is, anyway, those sword cultivators who are famous in the Tianwu Continent are going one by one, wanting to use the name of the Jing family's sword mound to rise to the top, but the result is that almost all of them sword cultivators stay there and become sword slaves who can't take half a step in their lives.

Jiang Mo heard that the swordsman in this Jing family's sword mound was not born, and he would definitely be famous in the continent once he was born.

In addition, what Jiang Mo cared about the most was the Jing family's sword forging technique, there were many famous swords in the world, all of which were forged by the swordsmen in the Jing family's sword mound.

The reason why Jiang Mo found the Jing Family Sword Shrine was nothing more than to repair his Heavenly Punishment Ancient Sword.

It's just that those swordsmen in the Jing family's sword mound seem to have strange tempers, and only by challenging and winning the swordsmen in the Jing family's sword mound can they get the opportunity for these swordsmen to refine their sword weapons.

Although Jiang Mo was very confident in his strength, if he wanted to fight against those withered swordsmen who used swords as their companions all day long, he would inevitably feel a little unsure in his heart.

Those withered swordsmen are different from ordinary monks, they use swords, not to pay attention to fancy and good-looking, but to real killing skills.

In the Middle Ages, when the barbarian tribe invaded on a large scale, the Jing family sword mound dispatched nine powerful swordsmen, which seemed to have triggered some kind of ancient sword formation at that time, and directly resisted the barbarian tribe outside the territory, and it could not be saved!

It can be seen from this that the foundation of the Jing family's sword mound is profound.

Moreover, the rules set by the Jing family's sword shrine also make ordinary people dare not challenge at all, and once they fail, they must stay in the sword shrine for the rest of their lives, as a sword slave of the Jing family.

At that time, after someone failed, it was not that he did not think about not following the rules of the Jing family, and took over the person who violated the contract, and the body was hung up the next day, and since then, few people dare to disobey the rules.

"No matter the rules of this Jing family's sword shrine, no matter how strange it is, I have to give it a try. Jiang Mo clenched his fists lightly and said with a firm expression.

In this world, there are many things that are unknown, and if they all know the difficulties and retreat, then this world will be much less exciting.

After making up his mind, Jiang Mo walked towards the place where the Jing family's sword mound was located, the sword mound was built on a barren mountain, which was shrouded in gray clouds all the year round, and occasionally a swordsman pondered a powerful sword technique, which could tear through the thick dark clouds and make the sunlight shine in.

Jiang Mo came to the foot of the Jing family's sword mound, looking at the peak of the sword intent, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

"How many years of accumulation is this to be able to achieve such a grand occasion!"

After sighing with emotion, Jiang Mo walked up the stairs, along the steps, step by step to the sword mound.

"Who are you?"

When Jiang Mo was halfway up the mountain, a sword attendant blocked Jiang Mo's way.

"Go up the mountain to find a famous swordsman and repair a sword for me. Jiang Mo said bluntly.

"If you want to enter the sword shrine, you must challenge a withered swordsman of the same realm, and if you can win, you can find a famous swordsman to repair the sword for you. The swordsman said. Then, he added, "If you fail, you must keep this sword of yours and be my Jing family's sword slave for life!"

Jiang Mo was obviously prepared, and after nodding, he asked, "Can you arrange a withered swordsman for me now, I want to challenge him." ”

Jiang Mo's current cultivation is only a four-star martial venerable in the eyes of outsiders, but if he really wants to fight, an ordinary six-star martial venerable, he can be sure to kill it.

After all, those hidden hole cards are not something that ordinary monks can have.

Now it was the swordsman's turn to be surprised, the white-haired young man in front of him, judging from his expression, had a fierce gaze like a falcon, and his face was resolute, obviously a monk who was not weak.

"Since you're going to challenge, I'll arrange for me now, but you have to be mentally prepared. After an explanation, the swordsman entered the sword mound.

The rules of the Jing family's sword mound are not different, Jiang Mo only needs to challenge the withered swordsman of the same realm, if he crosses the rank to fight, it is very unreasonable.

About half an hour later, the sword attendant came back, and he took Jiang Mo into the sword mound, Jiang Mo had never seen this kind of place before, there were swords everywhere, there were ordinary iron swords, and there were very famous spirit swords, at this time, without exception, they were all obliquely inserted in a sword pool.

When Jiang Mo passed by, he could feel that these former famous swords still had extremely powerful sword qi released, making the surrounding space show a slightly distorted feeling.

After sighing with emotion, under the leadership of the sword attendant, Jiang Mo came to a bare mountain.

At the top of the mountain, there was a thin man in a gray robe, who was facing Jiang Mo and the others with his back to him at this time.

"This person's name is Xie Lingzang, and when he was defeated in my Jing family's sword mound, he was in the realm of a one-star martial artist. Now that ten years have passed, he has reached the realm of four-star martial arts, which is exactly in line with your strength. The sword attendant slowly introduced, in the previous inquiry, he already knew Jiang Mo's martial arts cultivation, so he arranged for Xie Lingzang to come.

That Xie Lingzang took ten years to break through from a one-star Martial Venerable to a four-star Martial Venerable, which seemed to be very slow, but in fact, his cultivation speed was already very fast, after all, not everyone was like Jiang Mo, who had rare and precious cultivation resources, as well as his perception on the path of martial arts in his previous life.

"Are you ready?"

The indifferent voice without the slightest emotion came from the top of the mountain, like a cold wind blowing, making the tip of the nose cold.

Not only Xie Lingzang, but also the withered swordsmen in the entire sword mound are all of this virtue.

"Please advise. ”

Jiang Mo didn't talk too much nonsense, and the Heavenly Punishment Ancient Sword flew out, slashing straight at Xie Lingzang in a tricky arc.

Seeing this, Xie Lingzang slowly turned around, only to see him reach out and grab the blade of grass beside him, and then the soft blade of grass instantly became as hard as fine iron.

Xie Lingzang snapped his fingers and flicked it, and one blade after another of the blades of grass were connected together, as if they had turned into a sharp sword.