At the top of several buildings, several old men with white beards were all shocked, some nodding in affirmation, others full of hostility, as if they felt a future crisis.

As a result, there was a storm in Jiantang City again, and there were countless rumors about Lu Ming, and after one broadcast after another, Lu Ming was about to become a god.

Several saintesses who wanted to challenge Lu Ming, but their actions were one step slower than Gao Meifeng and Sun Xiaoxing, all canceled their plans, and they began to think very seriously about what kind of relationship they wanted to maintain with Lu Ming in order to benefit them more.

After putting aside the negative emotions of jealousy and hatred, no one is really blind and stupid. Several saints had already begun to think that as long as they didn't go against Lu Ming, it would be beneficial to them.

Of course Lu Ming didn't know this, even if he knew, he wouldn't pay attention to it, in the troubled waters of Sword Hall City, Lu Ming knew that he couldn't play any real role in front of those Sword Kings and Sword Saints, after all, the strength of the Sword Realm was there.

Therefore, recuperating from injuries, recovering combat strength, and continuing to advance to the Sword Realm are Lu Ming's only goals and plans.

Lu Ming's healing plan is very huge, and it can't be completed in a short period of time, so he is not in a hurry. In addition to helping his brothers heal their wounds, he is thinking about the kendo of the two worlds.

Countless heaven and earth energies, kendo rules, and space were all intertwined into a web in Lu Ming's mind, and little by little, they came out of their heads.

Space, the realm of swords!

When the Sword Saint of Destruction ascended, Lu Ming only peeked to the edge. Some want to grasp but can't grasp it, and some unrealistic fill the whole brain.

For example, Lu Ming looked at him now, like a landscape painting with exquisite brushwork, and there must be a second page after the first page, but he knew that he didn't have the ability to open this page now, so he had no way of knowing the content of the second page.

For this kind of thing that he is not capable of doing, Lu Ming has always let it go first, and then bothered to think about it when his strength is enough. You can think about the rules of kendo. These thoughts always jump in involuntarily. occupied all of Lu Ming's thinking.

Lu Ming's brain was dizzy, and just a short thought had already made him feel that the enormity of those levels of knowledge was not at all what he could think about now.

Lu Ming is in this mode of thinking. I spent three days peacefully. This may be the most idle three days that Lu Ming has come to this world. Because there is no one to challenge anymore.

However, these were also the three days that Lu Ming thought were the most tiring in his life, and those thoughts always lingered, so that he could not really rest at all. It was in this semi-hazy state that I spent it.

"Ming, the three sword priests of the Sword Hall have sent someone to recruit you again. ”

Meilian's figure slowly walked in, with worry on her face. She found that as long as the sword priest found Lu Ming, there must be something that others couldn't do, but asked Lu Ming to do, and in this way, it meant that Lu Ming had to leave and be born and die.

How nice it would have been if I hadn't been a saint!" sighed in her heart.

Lu Ming got up and kissed Meilian lightly on the forehead, said don't worry, and then went out.

There was a luxurious carriage at the door, and the coachman was the young swordsman, Lu Ming didn't care that this was a difference in the treatment of the sword hall, so he got into the carriage and closed his eyes to recuperate.

The young swordsman gently drove the carriage, looking at Lu Ming's eyes that flashed brightly. In Sword Hall City, it has always been said that yin is prosperous and yang is declining, and saints are emerging in an endless stream, but most of the male swordsmen have become saints' subordinates, but Lu Ming is different, he is different from all men, he doesn't care about the saint's body, he doesn't care about the beauty of the saint, he is just a swordsman.

This is a real man, a real swordsman! The young swordsman thought excitedly as if he had seen an idol.

The journey was quickly completed, and Lu Ming got out of the carriage and walked alone to the magnificent sword tower.

In fact, Lu Ming very much wanted to see the sword priests, from them, Lu Ming could always find something that could not be found elsewhere, such as the profound sword intent, which had a deep historical taste.

Two good-looking girls walked towards Lu Ming, and from the moment they saw Lu Ming, they had undisguised surprise, joy, and an unreserved smile on their faces that could be regarded as confessions.

Lu Ming stared intently and walked directly into the Sword Tower.

The two girls watched Lu Ming's figure disappear, and then one girl patted her chest, soothed her rabbit-like heartbeat, and said coquettishly: "He's so cool." ”

"Yes, the more you look at it, the more you look at it, Lu Ming, who returned from completing the task in the Mirror Lake Swamp, is definitely a swordsman with a real genius talent, and the Holy Maiden of Meilian is really lucky. ”

"If you can find such a man, who will be a saint? Alas!"

Lu Ming followed the passage of the sword tower until he came to the end, only to see the three sword priests, this time the environment of the room was completely different.

There are swords everywhere, real swords, and each one is different in shape. However, Lu Ming found with his unique vision that each sword had ten similar swords, and it could be seen that the last sword was more pure than the first sword, which obviously confirmed the historical development of the sword qi continental sword.

From the first ordinary sword to the last pure sword, it has gone through tens of thousands of years of history, but what about the previous history?

It was a real void.

A historical stage with no historical data and no proof, but time must have come bit by bit, and it should not appear in vain.

The sword intent in the room was full of swirling, as if it was a real blessed place, just walking in, Lu Ming felt a sense of relief all over his body, and the injuries on his body also recovered slightly, while the sword marks were jubilant, like a fish jumping into the sea.

Lu Ming suppressed the restlessness of the sword mark very well, deeply felt the depth of the sword intent, and then sat in front of the table, chair and coffee table that had been prepared a long time ago, and calmly looked at the three sword priests who were still wearing masks.

"Lu Ming, I came to you today because of such a thing. ”

A deep voice said, "After we discussed it again and again, we feel that it is most appropriate for you to exterminate the Holy Sword Sect, and you have to set off as soon as possible." ”

"It can't be. Lu Ming directly refused.

This was obviously beyond the expectations of the three sword priests, they looked at each other, and said in a hoarse voice: "This is definitely a good thing for you, it can be said that it is an excellent time for revenge, although our sword hall cannot come forward this time, we are still your backers, so you can let it go." ”

"That's right, as long as you do things well this time, not only can you take revenge, but you can also get rid of this matter for the Sword Hall, we will cancel all your task processes, and you only need to go to the Sword Fighting Conference in the main hall in the future, which is completely good for you!"

"There is a hatred between me and the Holy Sword Sect, and there is also a challenge agreement, this matter will be completed within two years, but not now. ”

Lu Ming looked at the three sword priests calmly and said, "Maybe the three sword priests have already seen that I am now injured, and it will take at least two years to recover completely." ”

"We have studied this matter a long time ago, and the Sword Hall will provide you with elixirs, all kinds of scarce and precious elixirs. A deep voice said confidently.

Lu Ming shook his head lightly and smiled, "The three sword priests really think that the pill can save lives?"

The sword priests fell silent. Yes, the foundation of everything in the swordsman lies in himself, and the elixir is only to relieve injuries and promote physical recovery, but if you want to really save your life, you still rely on yourself.

It seems that if he wants to let Lu Ming do this easily, he will definitely be unwilling, he is really shrewd!

They originally thought that Lu Ming would set off immediately after getting this opportunity, but they didn't expect Lu Ming's mind to be so meticulous and he knew his own strength very well.

There was a slight change in the hearts of the three sword priests, and they completely separated Lu Ming from some sword idiots who only knew how to practice swords and advance. It's just that this matter has to be resolved immediately.

"So, what do you want?" said a shrill voice.

Lu Ming smiled slightly and said, "I need to recover as soon as possible, how fast this speed is, it will be faster than the level of your anxiety." ”

The three sword priests were silent again.

In the past, no one would refuse anything that Jiantang asked people to do, even if it was an impossible task, there were people who squeezed their heads into it, perhaps just to leave a good impression on Jiantang.

And to be able to be summoned by the sword priest and personally distribute the task, it has not been a thing for hundreds of years, I still remember the last time that little guy, when he saw his own people, he cried excitedly, but on the other hand, Lu Ming, this guy is not only calm, but even threatens with conditions.

That's right, his words are naked coercion, and they are coercing the three sword priests!

This kid......

There was already a rare impulse in their hearts, this was something that had not appeared for a long time in their long years, after all, no matter how big it was, it was difficult to shake the position of the sword priest.

But what can it be? Looking at the scope of the Zhenyuan Empire, there is no one more suitable person than Lu Ming to come forward to settle the matter of the Holy Sword Sect.

From any point of view, Lu Ming is an excellent candidate.

The three sword priests all looked at Lu Ming in surprise and were silent for a long time. Then he said in a deep voice: "In that case, then you can go to the sword ruins to experience it." ”

"Sword Ruins?" Lu Ming raised his eyebrows, very interested in this term.

"Yes, it's the Sword Ruins. The deep voice continued: "It is a place that has been cut off from space and time, and it has its own spatial rules, one day outside, and one year inside. But don't think it's just a year, because it's cut off, so it could be ten years, or even decades, that is, you can only be in it for a day at most. (To be continued......)