Chapter 129: The Nine Deaths of the National Weapon
Zangjian suddenly stood up, his expression was grim and resolute: "How can we rest on our laurels! I have long heard that the Taiyi Sect has been mixed up in many countries, and if the luck of Jiuding is usurped by it, it will definitely make Taiyi dominant, and that is definitely not the situation we want to see." ”
He was already bought by the Heavenly Dao Alliance, so he must be obedient to the Taiyi Sect, but according to the news from the Heavenly Dao Alliance in this turmoil, he wanted him to join the Heavenly Sword Sect, so that the Tibetan Sword was also puzzled, but he could only do what he was told.
The crowd subconsciously turned their heads to look at Lu Mo, knowing that their rivalry was well understood, and now that the hidden sword was clear, then eighty percent of Lu Mo would jump out and sing the opposite.
Lu Mo shook his head slightly, and the surname Suo directly retorted: "Ridiculous." The battle of the Nine Kingdoms and Nine Tripods will inevitably become a terrifying human flesh grinding plate, and any participant will definitely suffer heavy losses. I can assert that it must be a long-lasting war that will test the essence of the sect! My Heavenly Sword Sect ranks last among the ten sects, and if I venture into it, I am afraid that it will be a heavy loss to my vitality in a few years. ”
"At that time, the old supernatural cultivators have fallen one after another, and the new low-level cultivators are powerless, who will escort my Heavenly Sword Sect, and where should I go in the future?" Lu Mo sneered lightly, pouting his lips with disdain, all the small forces in history have been exhausted under the grinding wheel of war, and they always make wedding clothes for such a powerful old force.
Zang Feng's anger surged up, and he couldn't help but say angrily: "Are you underestimating the foundation of our Heavenly Sword Sect, or are you underestimating the determination of our Heavenly Sword Sect cultivators to die generously for the sect?"
Lu Mo rolled his eyes: "Since you are so generous and tragic, please lead the heirs of your family to guard the mountain gate, and don't casually show your determination to die on behalf of us." At the very least, I'm afraid of death. ”
Zang Feng sneered: "The first disciple of the inner gate openly shouted that he was afraid of death and shrank his head!"
But the rest of the monks did not side with him, but ridiculed him.
Ming Qing smiled lightly: "Mingzhe self-preservation has always been the way of life for our foreign monks, since Monk Zangfeng is willing to sacrifice, please do it yourself, anyway, I don't want to risk my surname and calamity to involve the world." ”
Ming Zhe said in confusion: "Ming Zhe protects himself, since he mentioned me, then I must also say something high-sounding!" Then his thin fingers stretched out to the head of the hidden sword, and said word by word: "When you mention our Heavenly Sword Sect cultivators, you must remember that I do not belong to those people in your mouth. What you say has nothing to do with what I think, I have not been authorized, and I rarely speak on my behalf. ”
Zang Feng suddenly took a breath in his throat, and his stomach was depressed and unspeakable, but two extremely heavy elders objected, making him lonely and unable to speak, and he could only hate and submit to softness.
The head of the Imperial God frowned, and there was a faint majesty in his words: "The demons outside the heavens are outside, and the nine kingdoms are in turmoil, our situation is already extremely difficult. ”
The head of the sect opened his mouth, and the idle people were naturally silent, but they just lowered their eyes respectfully and listened.
Lu Mo suddenly raised his sword eyebrows: "Tianxingjian, a gentleman is constantly striving for self-improvement, if my Heavenly Sword Sect has the strong foundation of the Taiyi Sect, how can I be as helpless as I am now?"
He sighed sadly, but it made the gods and demons all embarrassed, and he was deeply ashamed.
But Lu Mo didn't blame the ancestors for their thoughts, but only used it to encourage the monks.
He clenched his fists impassionedly and said strongly: "Since the world has changed drastically, we are powerless to get involved, why should Lin Yuan Xianyu retreat and close the net? When the Nine Kingdoms are settled and the world is peaceful, my Heavenly Sword Sect will inevitably have skyrocketed in power, and if I want to get a piece of the pie at that time, I must be able to capture it. ”
Lu Mo's strategy is a variant of the Xiuzhen world of "building high walls, accumulating grain, and slowly becoming king"!
Now confronting giants like the Taiyi Sect, although it is a moment of brightness, but it will eventually die out under the terrifying background that people have accumulated for thousands of years. As a well-informed traveler, Lu Mo knew that war was the essence of the competition of comprehensive strength, even if it was in the world of cultivation, this was also a wise saying. And no one in the Heavenly Sword Sect would be arrogant enough to dare to claim that they were capable of suppressing the Taiyi Sect.
"Well said!"
The Imperial God couldn't help but smile, clapped his palms, looked at the rest of the people with sharp eyes, and then decided: "Lu Mo's opinion coincides with mine, he is strong and he is strong, we just need to forbear and practice." Furthermore, I have to admonish you and others, even if the power in the sect is monstrous, it is useless for your immortality, and it can only be done for a while. ”
"'Three thousand avenues, one hundred thousand side gates, I only ask one sentence, can you live forever?', this warning of the Heavenly Sword Sect must not be forgotten. The head of the Imperial God said lightly, and then changed his words: "Since it is to strengthen the strength of the sect, the materials that our Heavenly Sword Sect has saved for hundreds of years should also be sacrificed." ”
All the monks were awe-inspiring, and their hearts were earnest.
According to the meaning of the Imperial God Sect, it seems that all the savings resources of the sect should be activated, and all of them should be invested in strengthening the cultivation of the monks in the sect. In this case, everyone should have a share!
"Since the founding of the Heavenly Sword Sect, it has been very rare for such a situation to occur, but it is enough for us to be vigilant, so this time the Closed Sect will be named the Heavenly Sword Sect's Self-Improvement Plan! We will fully open up the hidden realms and blessed lands within the sect, strengthen rewards and punishments, and create the best cultivation opportunities for you and other monks!"
Immediately after him, he listed a series of cave blessed lands hidden in the Heavenly Sword Sect's prohibition, and it was indeed a strong foundation, which made Lu Mo also feel a lot of emotion.
"The Heavenly Sword Sect at the end of the year in the top ten sects still has such strength, if you look at the Taiyi, Sixiang, Refining Weapon and other sects, they will definitely not be inferior, no wonder they can be entrenched. Lu Mo choked his wrists, thinking of Chu Xiuxiu, who was still in turmoil in the Chu State, and could only sigh regretfully: "Although the Nine Kingdoms are strong, in the eyes of the old sect lords, they are far behind after all......
He clenched his fists, and his eyes were fixed: "I should also be more diligent, so as not to be thrown farther and farther away under the rolling fortune." ”
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"Dire Frenzy Cave, the Ruins of the Forbidden Land of the Underworld, the Demon Tower of Taigu Town, Alas......" Zhao Xiangwu couldn't help but sigh sadly, looking like he was devastated: "I was going to ask you to go to the Secluded Realm to catch ghosts, but your exploration list is only a forbidden place that can only be unlocked by Linghai Realm monks, which really makes me ashamed." ”
Lu Mo rolled his eyes: "Don't talk nonsense, just say what you are looking for me." I'm a Linghai Realm cultivator, and you don't know, don't talk to me for such a lame reason. ”
Zhao Xiangwu, whose little trick was exposed, was not embarrassed, but just smiled and continued: "Actually, I want to be a lobbyist for all the senior brothers in the Sword Palace, all of whom are descendants of my Chu State, you know." ”
He blinked.
Lu Mo frowned, shook his head and said, "You'd better have a reason to convince me, I don't lack spirit stones in the Burning Fire Wilderness, and you can't come up with a bargaining chip that makes my heart move." Besides, I originally planned to go to the Dire Frenzy Cave to slaughter the demons of the Illusion Realm in order to sharpen my kendo, which was a top priority for me, so Xiao Hui Xiaoli or something, I would mention it and not mention it. ”
Zhao Xiangwu continued to grin, as if he was quite confident in the chips he was holding in his hand, and when Lu Mo was a little anxious, he stopped selling Guan Zi and said directly: "It's the secret of the famous national weapon, the Holy Sword Nine Deaths." ”
Lu Merden's heart was pounding!!
The national weapon, the Nine Deads, can be described as a quite convincing existence among the gods and monsters, because it has been clearly mentioned in the sectarian classics, and it has directly contributed to the prosperity of the temple of the Zhou royal family!
Holding nine tins, tyrannizing nine deaths, and holding nine tripods, it is the foundation of King Wuwen of Zhou to unify the [***] eight wildernesses and establish the dynasty, that is, the three artifacts that dominate the world. But Jiuxi has been broken by the demons and reduced to mediocrity, and Jiuding is controlled by the princes and nine kingdoms respectively, which is the lifeblood of the princes who are competing for the world to suppress their luck, and only the whereabouts of Jiuding are unknown.
"The Nine Deaths used to be a brilliant sword, but three thousand years ago, there was someone holding one of the fragments of the Nine Deaths - the Heavenly Death Holy Sword swept away the demons and achieved the prestige of the Sword Emperor, the great monk once said that the Nine Deaths have been split into nine pieces, each devouring the essence of Yuehua and growing into a sword embryo, as long as there is a chance to win it, if you can make the Nine Deaths gather, you will be able to usurp the world!"
Zhao Xiangwu was fascinated to explain the secrets of the Nine Death Sword, and when he saw Lu Mo's eyes also shining, he suddenly had seven or eight points of confidence in persuading Lu Mo.
But Lu Mo quickly pressed the heat in his chest and smiled faintly: "Although the Nine Deaths are here, if they can win it, why bother to come to me? ”
"I know I can't hide it from you. Zhao Xiangwu cocked his thumb, and then explained: "The senior brothers and sisters mentioned in my mouth are all the elites of the Xuanjian Divine Martial Arts, and the Linghai Realm is just the threshold for entering the hall. Well, don't blame me for being straightforward. Most of them just want to show favor with you this time, but in fact, they don't rely much on your combat power, after all, most of them are two or three monks in the Spirit Sea Realm, and they have condensed their supernatural powers for many years. ”
He spread his hands, but Lu Mo also knew that in the eyes of ordinary people, although they were both in the Linghai Realm, there was indeed a world of difference between those who condensed their supernatural powers and the rookies who had just become the Linghai Realm. Although Lu Mo was sure that he would be able to fight against him with the killer weapon in his hand, others would inevitably laugh at him for being unashamed. After all, this is a concept accumulated over thousands of years, and it is deeply ingrained in the minds of everyone.
Lu Mo smiled, shook his head slightly, and said suspiciously: "What is the Xuanjian Divine Martial Arts?"
Zhao Xiangwu smiled with honor: "Xuanjian Shenwu is the most elite ace disciple in our Heavenly Sword Sect! all of them are young monks who can have great potential in the Spirit Sea Realm, such as Senior Brother Lin Aoran among them, who is only forty-five years old, he has already cultivated the Spirit Sea Realm three times, and ......."
As he spoke, he couldn't help but glance at Lu Mo with resentment, and shut up: "Of course there is no comparison with you, the guy who can set foot in the Spirit Sea Realm at the age of twenty is indeed more human...... Hey, I'm angry!" He suddenly squeezed his eyebrows and made a tearful sad look, causing Lu Mo to roll his eyes frequently.
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