"That's right, you must pay more attention, and if you feel something is wrong, you can come to us. Everyone in Sima Town expressed their absolute support for Lu Ming.

Lu Ming nodded, then laughed and said, "I don't know if I'm going to be careful now, but someone has to be careful." ”

"Oh?" Zhenyu Sword Saint raised his eyebrows, quite puzzled. Many old men were also stunned, not knowing what Lu Ming meant by saying this at this time.

Lu Ming smiled coldly and said, "I don't like to look for trouble, but if someone is looking for trouble, and they think it's okay after looking for something, then it's wrong." ”

Zhenyu Sword Saint frowned, and asked tentatively, "You mean, the eighteenth saint Ju Qianlan?"

"Yes. Lu Ming said indifferently.

Sima Zhen and the others glanced at each other again, and they all saw surprise in each other's eyes. Lu Ming is going through the procedure of canceling the Holy Maiden, this kind of thing is troublesome enough, I didn't expect him to take the initiative to find Ju Qianlan's trouble now!

However, Lu Ming's way of doing things is very appropriate, after all, no one wants anyone to calculate themselves all the time, and eliminating potential threats is the right way.

Many old men nodded lightly, it seems that Lu Ming, this kid, not only has a very thorough understanding of swords, but also has a unique view of life, which is quite rare!

The sky finally got dark, and the Zhenyu Sword Saint arranged some light meals, and many old people ate and chatted here. Datong, who has been busy with cultivation, saw this situation, and his face was indescribably surprised. These are all strong men on one side, and they have been with Master for ten years. But I have never seen this kind of scene, of course, it can be seen in the various ceremonies held in the Sword Hall, but in my own home, it is really the first time.

Between the strong, just like the overlords in the forest, everyone has their own territory and bottom line, and the plot of the king not seeing the king exists in everyone's heart.

Meilian has been silently busy, and various dishes are constantly presented, making Zhenyu Sword Saint extremely beautiful. Many old men were also envious that he had such an apprentice. Go up to the hall. The kitchen, the best in the world, is nothing more than that.

During the banquet, Lu Ming also accompanied the old men to have a few drinks, and then chose an appropriate time. So I went back to rest. It's just for Lu Ming. Time to rest. It has always been equated with cultivation.

After washing, Lu Ming sat cross-legged on the bed, thinking about everything that had happened in the Burial Sword Cliff. At the same time, he began to improve his own strength, savoring his own feelings when he raised every trace of strength.

Slowly stretching out his right palm, Lu Ming's two fingers gradually merged together, and then the two fingers slammed out, and the sword on his waist suddenly came out of its sheath, pulling out a brilliant brilliance and hanging in front of Lu Ming. The sword body trembled slightly with Lu Ming's control of the sword qi, and a trace of star-like light spilled down, which would not dissipate until the moment before it landed, like a bunch of blooming bright flowers.

When Lu Ming chased back from the route where the sword qi was running, he found that the true power that controlled the sword qi was no longer just human will and thinking, but soul power.

That's right, with every trace of sword qi output, Lu Ming could feel that the sword was affecting the soul, to be precise, it was the soul that controlled the sword.

In this way, the strength of the soul can directly affect the strength of the ability to control the sword.

Lu Ming was secretly surprised, he had heard of a method for cultivating souls on earth, and the powerful could even go out of their souls. It's just that under the circumstances at that time, Lu Ming didn't come into contact with the method in that regard, so he could only leave some regrets.

Although the kendo rules of this world are very different from those of the earth, Lu Ming has long planned to fuse the kendo of the two worlds, and he can study it carefully when the time comes.

Lu Ming secretly determined his train of thought, and at the same time focused his attention on this 'control', and the sword began to fly with Lu Ming's command. At night, the dark houses were like a meteor shower, and a huge momentum spread out, startling the old people who were still drinking.

Lu Ming suddenly retracted his sword qi, and the sword was instantly and accurately sheathed, and the thought in his heart turned, and the sword qi burst out again, but this time it was not sharp and sharp, but thick and dignified!

Looking at Lu Ming again, there was a faint layer of white light on his body, and he could also see the flow of white light, but every trace of sword qi was alternating between each other, and there was no flaw at all in this process, like a mirror that had been splashed with water. The water is flowing, but the mirror is still intact.

This shows how subtle Lu Ming's control ability is, and because of this, fine sweat also appeared on his forehead.

The old men, who were already a little dazed, woke up in an instant, and they all looked at the room where Lu Ming was, and they couldn't help but show a surprised expression on their faces. Liu Jian Wang looked at Zhenyu Sword Saint with envy, and said with a big tongue: "Old brother, Lu Ming's ability to control sword qi can be said to be superb, even high-level swordsmen may not be able to reach his level, this kind of understanding of swords is no longer representative of the sword realm, I really envy you!"

According to my understanding and personal experience, I realized the trick of condensing qi into armor when I was a sword master, but I still didn't know the essentials, until I reached the realm of the sword king, it was handy, but compared to Lu Ming, it seemed that I thought I was a little too high at that time. Sima Zhen's face was also flushed, and the whole person drank a little flutteringly, but the hand holding the wine glass was as steady as Mount Tai.

Zhenyu Sword Saint laughed, his expression was full of pride, but he was also a little drunk. This is not surprising, although many old men are powerful, most of them have reached their peak, and it is even more difficult to go further. After all, the cultivation of kendo has never been promoted from one blade to two blades, and the strength is so simple as superimposing. The more they get to the end, the more powerful the Sword Realm becomes, even if they are now, it sounds exaggerated, but it is not impossible.

Compared to the sword realm that is difficult to promote, the old people will naturally like to enjoy a little, such as drinking, with their realm and ability to control themselves, they can completely differentiate the alcohol, or even force it out of the body, but in their opinion, it will lose the fun of drinking, it is better to drink boiled water.

The old people enjoyed this rare time very much, and the wine glasses were raised more frequently in shock and excitement.

Lu Ming couldn't use his sword to test this level of defense, but his mind changed, causing the sword marks to separate a trace of power and fill it into the sword qi.

Buzzing, as if the fuel met a flame, Lu Ming's body suddenly flashed with dazzling white light, and the room seemed to have burst into a magnesium bomb, even if the day was in front of him, it would be eclipsed.

Bang Bang Bang ...... There was a sound of wine glasses being pinched and popping. Many of the old men who were drinking were shaking violently. They were shocked to find that Lu Ming's ability to control sword qi had reached the pinnacle in this realm, and they didn't know how Lu Ming did it.

Lu Ming smiled slightly, withdrew his sword qi, stretched his body and lay on the bed, sleeping comfortably.

It's dawn. Jiantang City is like a machine with an automatic program, and it starts as always. Whether it is a sword master or other swordsmen, the morning exercise that must be necessary every morning makes Sword Hall City like a huge sword dancing wildly in the silver snake, and the smell of swords wafts in the air.

A few swordsmen who were strolling around were agreeing on where they were going to go, when they were suddenly stunned: "Hey, what's going on over there, why did you set up the ring?"

"yes. A swordsman grabbed his hair: "Although this ring is just a rope pulled in a circle, it is superficial of its function! If I remember correctly, that location should be the house of the eighteenth saint Ju Qianlan, this early in the morning, who wants to find her bad luck?"

"Looking for bad luck?" The other sneered: "Is there any difference between looking for the bad luck of the saint and looking for death?"

Several people looked at each other with strange smiles on their faces, and immediately decided to see who had such great courage that amounted to suicide.

Lu Ming stood calmly in the circle, while Datong on the side was holding a few swords, making the ring look more decent. Liu Yun's face on the side was full of expectation and apprehension.

Onlookers had already begun to gather on the side of the road, and a swordsman with a weathered face whispered to his companion, "Who is this young man in the field, and what is it, and how come I have never seen it?"

"I don't know, this kind of fanfare in the ring is simply contempt for the saint!"

"That's right, who is the Holy Maiden of the Sword Hall? Every power is comparable to the city guard of a city, and this young man is not wearing the clothes of the Sword Hall, he is obviously an outsider! However, he dares to challenge the Holy Maiden, I think his courage is very commendable. ”

"It's just courage and no strategy. The other middle-aged swordsman shook his head with contempt, "People, aren't you afraid that you can't understand the sword well, and you're not afraid that the sword realm is poor, you're afraid that you won't be able to see the facts clearly and challenge the Holy Maiden?

Datong was very helpless about the various words coming from beside him, but there was no way, the master supported Lu Ming, what else could he do?

At this time, several swordsmen wearing Sword Hall management level costumes walked over, they looked at the ring with absurd eyes, and then looked at Lu Ming, their faces were very strange. A Bai Jing swordsman in his thirties walked up to Lu Ming and asked, "Our sword hall uses order, who are you? You, an outsider, are setting up a ring here, what are you going to do? Also, how did you get in?"

Lu Ming flicked the token on his waist lightly and said, "You have a little too many questions." (To be continued......)