"You can rest assured, in the time you left the Heavenly Sword Sect, if any thief dared to make trouble in my Heavenly Sword Sect, the old man would definitely let him come back!"

"So, then thank you Bai Lao"

This was the last conversation Lu Mo heard before stepping into the Sword Shrine, and it was precisely because of this conversation that Lu Mo understood why the head of the Imperial God would let him come to the Sword Shrine to select weapons.

"I'm afraid that the head of the Imperial God doesn't think that I can obtain a divine weapon within three days, this is true in my name to fool Bai Lao Zhen Heavenly Sword Sect," Lu Mo couldn't help but say with infinite contempt in his heart when he was lifted up by the sword mound's guard formation and flew into it lightly.

It's just that Lu Mo really wronged the head of the Imperial God, although the head of the Imperial God came to the Sword Shrine this time to seek the help of the white-robed old man to guard the Heavenly Sword Sect, but sincerely, the head of the Imperial God didn't think that Lu Mo would return empty-handed.

With the understanding of Lu Mo by the head of the Imperial God, since Lu Mo dared to agree to Mr. Fierce's words, then Lu Mo must have a perfect strategy, at least he has the ability to save his life, and doing this by himself is just icing on the cake.

Of course, the head of the Imperial God also thinks that Lu Mo can't be looked at with common sense, although three years is too short, maybe Lu Mo can create a miracle within these three days?

The sky is full of yellow sand, and the wind is torn by the clouds!

When Lu Mo stepped on a vast desert, looking at the clouds in the void and the weapons scattered everywhere in the yellow sand, he seemed to hear the sound of a cry from the ancients.

"Every sword here is a bloody battle for the sect by the hot-blooded men of my Heavenly Sword Sect, and every sword has its own story to sing and cry about"

Just when Lu Mo scanned the surroundings with his divine sense, the figure of the white-robed old man appeared faintly in front of Lu Mo.

"Bai Lao, why are these weapons I see a little mortal iron?"

Lu Mo cooperated with his divine sense to look into the distance, although he could see that there were many long swords with cold flashes scattered within a radius of a hundred miles, almost all of them were mortal iron used in the forging realm, although it could be obtained by Lu Mo, but this was obviously not the result that Lu Mo expected.

Three days of time to be able to obtain the legendary divine sword such as Zhu Xian, Immortal Extermination and Absolute Immortal, Lu Mo never thought about this, but in Lu Mo's opinion, he should at least get a long sword that is not inferior to the level of the Great Yan Divine Sword, right?

"The reason why my Heavenly Sword Sect has been able to sit firmly on the top ten sects for tens of thousands of years is that in addition to having outer disciples like you compete for the top ten sects outside, more is that countless outer disciples are fighting and fighting the front line, and the long swords after their fall are naturally worthy of entering the Sword Sect for future generations to worship."

The white-robed old man smiled faintly when he heard this, looked at the vicissitudes of life, and said in an extremely proud tone.

As soon as these words came out, Lu Mo was suddenly moved, and with a wave of his sleeves, three long incense sticks had already appeared in Lu Mo's hands.

"This incense does not respect heaven and earth, nor does it worship ghosts and gods, I, Lu Mo, only burn it for the sake of being listed as the ancestor of the Heavenly Sword Sect," Lu Mo inserted the three long incense sticks on the ground and said solemnly.

Boom -

With the burning of the long incense and the settlement of Lu Mo's words, Lu Mo only felt that a hundred miles around him began to tremble violently, and the long swords continued to tremble, as if every long sword wanted to fall into Lu Mo's hands, but he was ashamed that his grade was too low to be worthy of Lu Mo.

"Ten thousand swords roaring together?" It turned out that the old man in the white robe, who had been standing as tall as a mountain with his hands in his hands, was immediately moved when he saw this shocking scene, and looked at Lu Mo formally for the first time.

The white-robed old man has the highest rank in the Heavenly Sword Sect and is even above the head of the Imperial God, he is a great monk who has penetrated the realm of life and death, and in the long years of guarding the sword mound, the white-robed old man has seen too many genius monks.

Every disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect has a chance to enter the Sword Shrine to select weapons when they have just advanced to the Spirit Sea Realm, and there is only one chance, and not every monk who has just advanced to the Spirit Sea Realm can go to the Sword Shrine to select weapons.

Only those disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect who had made outstanding contributions to the Heavenly Sword Sect, or who were extremely talented and had no problems with their surnames, would be able to enter the Sword Shrine.

But in the impression of the white-robed old man, those disciples who were stronger than Lu Mo in terms of cultivation and talent did not know how many times, but none of them could trigger the sound of ten thousand swords, even if it was the first time that the head of the Imperial God entered the sword shrine, it only caused the hundred swords to tremble.

But today, Lu Mo, a little monk whose cultivation is only in the Yuan Realm and whose talent is not in the middle and lower levels, can lead the Heavenly Sword Sect to enter the sword mound and select weapons in the past dynasties The monks have not completed the feat, how can this make the white-robed old man not look down on Lu Mo?

"In the records of my Heavenly Sword Sect, only the peerless powerhouse who revived my Heavenly Sword Sect 30,000 years ago and gradually declined was able to trigger the sound of ten thousand swords, could it be that another immortal sword was born this time?"

As soon as he thought of this, the white-robed old man's face suddenly became extremely flushed, and his gaze looking at Lu Mo was also full of anticipation.

Although the old man in the white robe understood very clearly that even if Lu Mo encountered the fairy sword, there was absolutely no possibility of gaining, but the old man in the white robe was still very much looking forward to it.

Although today's Heavenly Sword Sect is still ranked among the top ten sects, it seems to be infinitely beautiful, there are strong people such as the head of the Imperial God and the Demon Fighting Sect, and there are some great cultivators like the white-robed old man who dare to silently and secretly protect the Heavenly Sword Sect, but the white-robed old man knows very well that according to the current trend, it is inevitable that the Heavenly Sword Sect will decline again.

"If this son can really capture the Immortal Sword, I'm afraid that my Heavenly Sword Sect can regain the glory of 30,000 years ago."

As soon as the white-robed old man thought of this, he looked at Lu Mo with a hint of appreciation, and after a moment of silence, the white-robed old man smiled slightly: "Lu Mo, although the sword mound is vast and majestic, it is not without knocking on the door to find high-grade weapons, as long as you don't treat these swords as weapons, but as loyal souls, then you may be able to have unexpected gains, remember that you only have three days."

After saying that, the white-robed old man seemed to feel that he had said something that Lu Mo should not know, and his figure slowly disappeared in front of Lu Mo.

"You can't treat them as swords, but you have to treat them as loyal souls" The words of the white-robed old man struck Lu Mo's heart like a hammer, and suddenly something in Lu Mo's heart that he had touched but could not comprehend for a long time was revealed.

"I see, when I burned incense, I didn't look down on them because they were mortal iron, but instead regarded each long sword as the sages of the past dynasties who dedicated themselves to my Heavenly Sword Sect, and did it unintentionally, and finally achieved the wonder of ten thousand swords singing together."

As soon as he thought of this, Lu Mo stepped forward, saluting every long sword that passed by from the bottom of his heart.

Every time he approached a long sword, Lu Mo could feel the vicissitudes of life coming from these long swords, the heaviness, and the slaughter that had permeated from ancient times.

"One will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither, not only will you achieve the great cause of the emperor, but it seems that if you want to achieve a sect that has been prosperous for tens of thousands of years, it is the same" Lu Mo sighed as he walked, as if he had forgotten the purpose of coming to the sword shrine several times.

In a blink of an eye, with Lu Mo's ninefold cultivation of the Yuan Realm, he finally walked a full eight hundred miles, and also comprehended almost all the artistic conceptions contained in the mortal iron weapons.

Second, when Lu Mo stepped into the center of the desert, he suddenly felt that the aura of heaven and earth around him became extremely violent, and every wind that fell on him had a feeling of being blown by a blade.

"If I'm not mistaken, the deeper you go into the desert, the higher the grade of the weapon will be, and the more violent the aura of heaven and earth will be" At this moment, Lu Mo had to congratulate himself on how lucky he was in cultivating the Immortal Forging Chapter.

If it weren't for the powerful physical body that the Immortal Body Forging Chapter brought to Lu Mo, then Lu Mo would definitely not be able to walk so far in such a violent heaven and earth aura.

What Lu Mo didn't know was that in the depths where he was at this moment, even those monks in the late stage of the Spirit Sea Realm were categorically unable to enter, but he, a monk who was only holding the ninth level of the Yuan Realm, was still moving forward.

"I was able to go so far!" "Not long after Lu Mo entered the depths of the desert, the figure of the white-robed old man suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, looking at Lu Mo who was about to disappear at the end of the horizon, the old man's eyes burst out with bright light.

Even with the ability of the white-robed old man, he can only get to his current position, and if he goes further, then it is impossible for him to cultivate into a monk who is more powerful than the white-robed old man.

"According to the ancient records of my Heavenly Sword Sect, only monks before they have seen through the realm of life and death can choose weapons in the sword mound, and the lower the cultivation, the greater the chance of obtaining divine weapons, but I can ask the monks who cultivate to resist the Spirit Sea Realm, whether they can resist the desert storm is a question, let alone find a sword, this Lu Mo, I don't know if it can stage a miracle."

The white-robed old man looked excited, and understood that Lu Mo's chances of being able to obtain the divine sword were probably greater than those powerhouses in the Yuan Realm, but the white-robed old man was still worried about Lu Mo.

The level of weapons in the depths of the desert is indeed getting higher and higher, and according to the experience of the white-robed old man, the more likely it is to enter the depths of the desert, the more the monk will have the idea that the innermost weapon must be better than what he sees.

This is actually the greed of the monks, when the more you want to see better weapons, the more you want to go inside, but suddenly you find that you can't walk, and you can't go back.

At that time, these monks were either rescued by the white-robed old man by special means, wasting the opportunity to enter the sword shrine to choose a sword in vain, or they were completely fallen between heaven and earth.

"Not good!" Suddenly, the white-robed old man pinched his fingers and felt that Lu Mo had disappeared within the range he could sense, and the white-robed old man's face couldn't help but become extremely difficult to look at.

"Lu Mo actually entered the Immortal Sword Domain, according to the ancient records of my Heavenly Sword Sect, all monks who enter the Immortal Sword Domain will definitely not be able to get out unless they obtain a blade, that is a place where monks who have penetrated the realm of life and death cannot enter, why would Lu Mo enter it!"

As soon as he thought of this, the white-robed old man understood that he couldn't save Lu Mo with his own ability, and the white-robed old man's face couldn't help but become extremely difficult to look at.

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