"Are you still not satisfied with the peak of the Great Sword Master realm?" Lu Ming laughed and said: "The way of the sword lies in accumulation and pondering, it is not that you can change your life by getting a few treasures overnight, we are all young, and our biggest capital is to have enough time to fight." ”

Lu Ming's words were very light, but no one would fail to appreciate the confidence contained in him, Leng Jian and Zhuo Li Getu glanced at each other, and they both saw the burning blood in each other's expressions.

Lu Ming lived at home for three more days, and during this time, he also accompanied his father more, eating and chatting together, in fact, the old man was definitely a busy man, but he knew that during the three days of night, Lu Ming was holding the sword and cultivating, and he felt the sword with his heart, and there was no time to waste.

Lu Tianlin once had this dream, but now that his son has hope to come true, how can he be reluctant to let go? So on the morning of the third day, the old man decisively took the lead in leaving.

Of course, Lu Ming knew his father's intentions, and the people of the Sword Saint of Destruction also appeared quite tacitly.

"Are you ready?" Seeing Lu Ming's indifferent nod, the Sword Saint of Destruction smiled lightly, and couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart, he really didn't know what was going on to surprise him.

He paused slightly, and said, "That kid in Nangong doesn't seem to be in a very good state recently, I think you know it, but I look at you now, are you already ready?"

"The way to the Holy Sword Mountain is just passing through Fenghua City, so let's stop by to see him. Lu Ming said lightly.

The Sword Saint of Destruction's eyes lit up, and Lu Ming, this kid, was really affectionate and righteous. And everything is extremely well known in his heart, it seems that Nangong, this kid, is really lucky.

Lu Ming only brought some necessary silver tickets and two swords, and then asked the family to bring the horses, and the group went on the road lightly.

In the early winter, the air is a little cold, and the slight chill decorates the mountains and forests on both sides of the road with a little silvery, adding a touch of vitality to this boring season.

It's very boring to hurry, but Qing'er's delicate eyes have been looking forward to something. It's a pity that her luck was not good this time. Not even a group of mountain bandits were encountered, and they rushed to Fenghua City safely. But from another point of view, this is the luck of the mountain bandits.

Fenghua City is still bustling, and you will see swordsmen shuttling through the streets from time to time. Many of them can be seen wearing Kendo costumes. Apparently this year. The Sword Hall recruited a large number of swordsmen to increase its own strength.

There was also a slight increase in the number of patrols on the streets, and many young faces could be seen. Despite the good conditions for joining the army posted on the streets, there was still a significant increase in numbers. In the army with many rules and the relatively free sword hall, young people naturally chose the latter easily.

This is a check and balance between two huge forces, and Lu Ming doesn't feel that it has anything to do with him, he looks ahead with indifferent eyes, just looking for someone.

Lu Ming's horse stopped at the door of an arms shop, and a few young people came out of it, all of them playing with the newly bought good swords in their hands, showing off and comparing with each other.

Lu Ming felt that they were about the same age as Nangong Huajian, and they should know some information, so he said, "A few people, please stay." ”

Hearing a faint voice, several young people saw several tall horses coming over, and everyone was wearing a sword, they were all stunned for a moment, and then they all clenched their swords a little nervously.

Lu Ming smiled indifferently and said, "Don't be nervous, I'll ask you about someone, do you recognize Nangong Huajian?"

"Huh, are you looking for him?" As soon as the young man at the head heard that Lu Ming was inquiring about this person, he immediately put down his sword, looked at Lu Ming and the others with his eyes, and said: "Look at your appearance, it doesn't look like you're here to learn swords, you're here to challenge him, right?" Then you are here for nothing, let me tell you, the current Fenghua City is no longer Nangong Huajian, but Yang Weide! The genius who has just been recruited by the Sword Hall, he has achieved a good result of tenth place in the national trial!"

"That's right! Now Yang Weide is the boss here!" said a swordsman next to him: "What is Nangong Huajian? It's just a former genius, he lost his right hand in the Sword Hall trial a year ago, and now it has been completely abolished." ”

"What's the use of a wasted man? It's worthless to challenge him. Another tall and thin man said, "I said, if you come to challenge Boss Yang, then you have to prepare how to go back, hehe...... Hey hey ......"

Seeing these swordsmen smiling proudly, Qing'er frowned and said, "What is that Yang Weide, is he worthy of my young master's challenge? Even if my young master wants to challenge, he will also challenge a swordsman like that woman Xue Mei, and the tenth place in the country is great, and my young master will not take it seriously." Auntie, let me tell you, my young master is going to the Holy Sword Mountain this time to challenge that woman Xuemei!

"Qing'er......" Leng Jian whispered.

"I just can't get used to seeing their villainous faces!" Qing'er rolled her eyes.

Lu Ming smiled, patted her little head, turned her head to look at these swordsmen, and said, "I'm only looking for Nangong Huajian, do you know where his home is?"

"It seems that you are not here to challenge Boss Yang, we misunderstood. The leading swordsman said with a smile.

"His family is Nangong Mansion, but I advise you to have less to do with him, the Nangong family is not in a good situation now, the business has collapsed, the business partners have been withdrawn, and there are many more creditors, and the waste man is not at home, he drinks in the tavern every day, lives with wine all day long, and even loses the minimum identity of a swordsman, which is completely abolished. The young man said disdainfully.

"It is said that the business of the Nangong family has collapsed, and the wives of the old man Nangong have divided up the last bit of property in the family, and Nangong Huajian has not even had any property, not even the bride price for marrying his daughter-in-law. ”

"If you want me to say, this is retribution, do you remember how bullish the Nangong family used to be? Then Nangong Huajian was arrogant everywhere he went, and he looked down on everyone at all, but now it's better, he is not even as good as us, hey! How else can it be said that feng shui takes turns?"

A few people said one by one, Lu Ming's brows furrowed, in this sword world, the family has a powerful swordsman, or a strong swordsman in the future, it is undoubtedly an extremely tough backer, it seems that the affairs of the Nangong family are also directly related to Nangong Huajian's injury.

Zhuo Ligetu glanced at Lu Ming, and then said to the young men, "Do you know where the tavern where he drank?"

"It's two blocks away from the drunkard's house, and that street is where drunkards gather. ”

Looking at the disdainful faces of several people, Zhuo Ligetu resisted the idea of beating them up, and asked Lu Ming, "Let's go over now?"

"Let's go. Lu Ming nodded, kicked off his horse lightly, and walked towards the street.

Lu Ming and the others left, but the remaining swordsmen were wandering in place, and the tall and thin man glanced at the direction where Lu Ming's back disappeared, and snorted viciously, "Damn, I really don't know how thick the sky is, if I don't tell Boss Yang about this, I will be suffocated in my heart." ”

"Yes, big brother, you look at their appearance, no one pays attention to them at all, looking at the direction they enter the city, they must be people from that small place in Tiandu City, this is our Fenghua City! If you don't give them a profound lesson, we are really all decorations!"

"These people are going to the Holy Sword Mountain, and this is just the place where they must pass...... It seems that they are really going to challenge Lord Xuemei. The swordsman at the head didn't take a stubble, he kept thinking in his head, and finally he clapped his hands and said, "A few of you are secretly staring at them, I'll go and tell Boss Yang about this." ”

At this time, a person came from the shop next to the street and said with a smile: "Brother Xiao Fan and a few brothers are in such a hurry, it seems that there is something urgent?"

The swordsman at the head stood still, his face was very good, and he seemed to be very comfortable by this little Fan Ge, and said, "It's a bit urgent, what's the matter, don't you follow your boss, and you still have time to hang out?"

"Boss Yu gave me some special tasks. The visitor smiled and said, "What happened to those people from other places just now?"

"Those people are here to find Nangong Huajian, that wasted person. Xiao Fan sneered disdainfully.

"Nangong Huajian?" The person who came frowned, the boss has been arranging for me to monitor him recently, to see if he can come back from cultivation, what are these people coming to him for? And it seems that there are two older people, who look like masters, they are not here to help Nangong Huajian, right?

That's not going to work, I'm going to tell the boss about it right away.

"And they want to challenge Lord Xuemei, huh! Another person beside Xiao Fan sneered.

"Well, then they're really looking for death. The visitor thought for a while, then hurriedly said goodbye and hurried away.

Xiao Fan and the others glanced at each other, and then continued to act separately.

The two streets arrived quickly, and Lu Ming didn't know about the things behind him, in fact, even if he knew, Lu Ming just smiled, for these people with little tricks, he had no intention of dealing with them at all.

It's just that everyone is surprised that just two streets apart, but it is like the difference between heaven and hell, and the prosperity on the main street is completely invisible. The mud puddles of the road, the dilapidated buildings lining the streets, and the various carriages and horses tied to the roadside show that the places where the people who obviously contributed to the work and recreation are not on the table at all, and can be regarded as the sadness behind the prosperity. (To be continued......)