Tang Wuming carefully put away the jade slip, and then put the Black Han Sword Box on his back, the Black Han Sword plus the sword box is one hundred and twenty or thirty catties, if it is an ordinary child, he will definitely be pressed down on the spot.

However, Tang Wuming is different, he is only thirteen years old, he is already a master of the six-fold mortal realm, although it is a little difficult to carry more than 100 catties on his back, but he is not so overwhelmed.

"Brother Wufang, is there another villain to challenge you today?"

As soon as he walked out of the wooden house, a group of children happily surrounded him, and Tang Wuming's demon had undoubtedly become the idol of these children over the years, and every time there was a battle about Tang Wuming, the children would be full of interest.

"Nope. ”

Tang Wuming replied very simply, and he didn't have the smile he used to have.

"Oh"

A group of children seemed to be a little disappointed, and they didn't have the high interest they had at the beginning, but at this moment, Tang Wuming suddenly pulled out a black cold sword on his back and slashed towards a huge stone in front of him.

I only heard a bang, and the thousand catties of boulder were split in two and shattered in half.

"Wow!"

A group of children were startled at first, and then danced again: "Brother Wuli is so powerful, so powerful." ”

"Whew. ”

Tang Wuming breathed a sigh of relief and muttered to himself: "Grandpa used to accompany me to make these little children happy, but now that grandpa is gone, let me hold grandpa's sword and make them happy." ”

Thinking of his grandfather, endless thoughts would always appear in Tang Wusheng's heart, and he took the Black Han Sword back into the sword box and slowly walked towards his place.

Tang Wuming's mind was very chaotic, he didn't want to do anything at this time, he just wanted to lie down on the bed and be quiet.

When I woke up, it was already evening, and there was no longer a fragrant dinner cooked by my grandfather on the dining table in the house as before.

Tang Wuming smiled bitterly, went to the kitchen and took a piece of dried animal meat left over from yesterday's food, and chewed it.

He stepped out the door and looked out at the very high mountain in the distance, on which majestic buildings loomed.

"Castle Tower, grandpa, don't worry, Wumei will come there to find you soon. ”

He threw away the jerky in his hand, then took out a black cold from the sword case, and strode towards the courtyard, dazzling the black cold in his hand.

The Ten Thousand Truths Sword Technique is a set of top swordsmanship left behind by the Quicksand Ancestor when he left, and it is said that the Ten Thousand Truths Sword Technique contains three sets of swordsmanship mysteries, the Ten Thousand Truths Nine Swords, the Ten Thousand Truths Three Swords and the Ten Thousand Truths One Sword.

However, this set of swordsmanship is too exquisite, even if the people of the quicksand tribe have studied this set of swordsmanship for three hundred years, they can only find out the most basic first set of mysteries, the Nine Swords of Ten Thousand Truths.

Moreover, if you want to use the Nine Swords of Ten Thousand Truths, you must reach the seventh level of the mortal birth realm, and you can transform the spiritual energy in your body into spiritual power.

Tang Wuming is now unable to use the Nine Swords of Ten Thousand Truths, and his sixfold cultivation in the mortal realm cannot cultivate spiritual power, so it is impossible to comprehend the mystery of the Nine Swords of Ten Thousand Truths.

It wasn't until he was exhausted that Tang Wuming took Hei Han back into the sword box, then walked into the house and took a shower before walking back to the bed.

He took out the piece of jade slip left by his grandfather, held it in his arms, which had a trace of his grandfather's soul imprint, and slept with him as if his grandfather was still by his side

The moon and stars are scarce, the bright moon is in the sky, and on the highest peak of Luoling, there is the most powerful tribe in the Luoling area, the castle tower.

At this time, above the main hall of the castle tower, the old man Moron stood there quietly, although he was trying to keep himself calm, but the powerful aura emanating from the person opposite made him very uneasy in his heart.

"Nanling and Luoling have already had a truce agreement for a thousand years of peace, in that case, why did the Mansion Master transfer me to the Castle Tower?"

On the throne of the main hall, the burly, red-haired lord of the castle tower stared directly at the old man Molong, and his eyes spewed greedy desire.

"Ten years ago, there was a phoenix beast to be born in the Black Lawson Prison, and a blood-feathered peacock was born there, and then the phoenix beast left with the peacock, but left two drops of Zhiyang phoenix blood, and at that time, there happened to be a person who picked up two children on the bank of the Luo River, and these two children were hit by an extremely powerful Yin Strange Poison, even if this person was carrying pure Yang Fierce Bone, he couldn't suppress the cold on their bodies. ”

"But the two children were lucky enough to let the man pick up the two drops of phoenix blood, integrate it into their bodies, and let them survive. ”

Every word of the Lord of the Heavenly Guard Mansion was like thunder, hitting the old man's eardrums heavily, his face suddenly turned a little pale, and his tone became even colder; "What do you want to do?"

"The magic weapon of the world, under the immortal weapon, it is divided into four orders of heaven and earth Xuanhuang, which are used by the heavy building, transcendental, feathering, and nirvana monks under the immortals, and the Luoling area is forever separated from the territory of the barbarian emperor on the opposite side because of the curse of the Luohe River, and no one can cross the river under the immortals, so there is a lack of cultivation resources, and there is no powerful weapon magic weapon. ”

As he spoke, the Lord of the Heavenly Guard Mansion waved his hands, and several yellow-level magic weapons emitting yellow light floated around him: "The yellow-level magic weapon is the top treasure in the Luoling area, but for a transcendent monk, the yellow rank is a fart. ”

The lord of the castle guard smashed hard, several treasures fell to the ground one after another, and the old man Mo Long changed color on the spot, and an ominous premonition had already changed his whole body, he turned around and wanted to run, but the house keeper was a move that blocked his way.

"However, there is no way to be endless, and this seat has obtained an extremely powerful alchemy secret technique in a chance, which can allow me to refine the legendary Xuan-level magic weapon, and now the magic weapon has been refined for more than half of it, but it was stuck at the most critical time, because, I am short of a pure yang thing. ”

"Hmph, the phoenix blood has been fused with the blood of the lifeless brothers, and it is impossible to extract it from it for you now, it will kill them.

"Of course I know, but it's impossible for my Xuan-level magic weapon not to be refined, don't worry, I only need the pure yang thing, and the pure yang bone on your body can also help me refine this magic weapon. Speaking of this, the face of the castle tower suddenly became extremely hideous: "Moron, I gave you a chance, you and those two children's lives, you can choose one." ”

"You" Old Man Molon's face was extremely ugly, but in front of the Heavenly Guard Mansion Lord with absolute strength, he didn't have the slightest power to resist at all, he didn't hesitate too much, he raised his arms and exhaled, and countless blood holes exploded all over his body, and the fiery red pure yang bones floated into the air, and the old man Molong instantly turned into a pile of blood and mud.

"Pure Yang Split Bone, hahaha" The castle tower grabbed the bone, and his maniacal laughter spread throughout the mountain

Tang Wuming had already fallen asleep, although the old man Mo Long was no longer there, but he fell asleep holding the jade slip with a trace of his soul printed on it, Tang Wuming still slept very soundly.

Suddenly, a squeaky sound came, as if it was the sound of tiles breaking, Tang Wuming woke up from his dream, and hurriedly took out the jade slip to take a look, his whole person was stunned, countless cracks flashed on the jade slip, and with a snap, the jade slip shattered into countless powders.

"The jade slip is broken?"

"Uhtu chief, Utu chief. ”

Outside the old man's house in Utu, Tang Wusheng seemed to be crazy, and smashed the door of the old man's house in Utu with his fist like a storm, probably with too much force, and the entire door was smashed into pieces by Tang Wuming.

"What's wrong?" The old man of Utu ran out of the house, looking at Tang Wusheng, who was crazy at the door, he was also stunned: "What's wrong?"

"Destiny, grandfather's destiny, shattered. Tang Wuming pinched a handful of jade sand and spread it out in front of the old man in Utu, suddenly a gust of wind blew, and the jade sand sprinkled into the void, Tang Wuming shouted Grandpa, and his hands were frantically grabbing in the air.

The old man Utu was also stunned, his face became extremely pale, and he immediately called two guards: "Go to the barren mountain and find the white-eyed elder." ”

Inside the house, the old man Utu clenched his hands into fists, and the green tendons on his forehead exploded, he and the old man Moron had a deep relationship, and now Moron was more and more auspicious, and it was difficult for him to accept it.

"Why, why is this happening? This Moron has only been guarding the border for a day, why did he die?"

"He didn't go to be the general of the castle guard, but went directly to the castle tower. "The man in the black robe has always been shown on his back, he is the other person who rescued Tang Wusheng on the bank of the Luo River with Mo Long, Bai Mei.

However, with Moron's death, Bai Mei did not show much mood swings, in recent years, Bai Mei has focused on soul cultivation, and his temperament has changed greatly, and now nothing can move him.

"That"

"The sheep is in the mouth of the tiger. Bai Mei sighed lightly: "The Heavenly Castle Mansion has already had a thousand-year-old peace agreement with Nanling, and this time letting Mo Long go over is actually for a pure yang Xuan-level magic weapon." ”

"Xuanjie?"

"Yes, there are almost no Xuan-level magic weapons in the Luoling area, in order to refine this magic weapon, the Heavenly Guard Mansion Master is almost crazy, but at the last moment, they are stuck because of a pure yang thing, and Mo Long's pure yang bone can just make up for the difference. ”

"The main body of the castle tower culled Molon's pure yang bone, and then Moron died directly. The old man of Utu was furious: "Since you know that you are sending it to death, why is Moron still going." ”

"Because, if Moron doesn't go, it will be the two lifeless brothers who will die. ”

"This"

"The phoenix blood on the two lifeless brothers is the supreme yang thing, if Molong does not die, the lord of the Heavenly Guard Mansion will definitely send troops to the quicksand tribe at all costs to take the phoenix blood refining weapon on the lifeless brothers. ”

"Demon" Old Man Utu scolded angrily and smashed the desk in front of him with a punch, but he quickly regained his composure: "Don't let Wuming know about this matter first, I'm afraid he won't be able to accept it." ”

"I don't ask about the affairs of the clan for a long time, how to deal with it is up to you, but what I want to warn you is that the castle tower is not something that my small quicksand tribe can resist, don't let Tang Wuming do something drastic, it will bring the disaster of annihilation to my quicksand tribe. ”

"Well, I'll hide it from him. ”

At this moment, the house was suddenly violently kicked open, and outside the door, the young man's face was already full of tears, his whole body was trembling, and his nails were deeply embedded in the flesh, bleeding hot blood.

He stood in the doorway like a walking corpse, looking dull and motionless.