After giving such an order, he couldn't help but feel amused in his heart, "If Ning Hongyuan knew that my Zhuge Zi had come to find him some troublesome errands, I really don't know whether he would be happy or worried! This guy who only knows how to practice swords wholeheartedly, it seems that it is time for him to know his identity!"

When the red-faced man heard such a tactful refusal, he had no choice but to touch his head honestly and laugh, "It turns out that Gongzi has a plan, so I'll just say it, the "Three Heroes of the Divine Sword Sect" are all heroes among people, how can they let us go! Thank you Gongzi for your great kindness! We must do what you instruct!"

However, the red-faced man suddenly had doubts, and continued to ask in the face of Zhuge Zilai: "But I heard that Ning Hongyuan has always lived in a simple place, obsessed with martial arts, and devoted himself to cultivating the martial arts realm in the sword training room of the Divine Sword Sect, how should I be able to find him!"

Although Ning Hongyuan doesn't like to be famous, he is a young man who talks less and does more, but his eldest brother Ning Wuqian blew Ning Hongyuan into a daze in order to expand the momentum of the Divine Sword Sect, so that Ning Hongyuan can't think of being famous, plus he himself is also both civil and military, so people don't feel that Ning Wuqian is exaggerating.

It's just that this time Ning Hongyuan failed to break through the martial realm, which really surprised most people.

Seeing that things had been done, there was still an hour left before Ning Hongyuan broke through the martial realm, and waved his hand casually, "This is the time to exercise your abilities, if I explain everything thoroughly, how can you get exercise?"

Although the red-faced man was honest, he was not stupid, and immediately understood Zhuge Zilai's intentions, "Okay! I will not let you down!" As soon as his words fell, his stomach growled.

It turned out that he had eaten all dry food in the past few days, and it could even be said that under the control of the thief, he had eaten the last meal without the next meal, and now he had not eaten for three days, even if he was a martial arts cultivator, he still couldn't help but starve.

They were also embarrassed to ask Zhuge Zilai for money to eat, after all, Zhuge Zilai saved their lives, which had made them feel very nostalgic, and now they had to stretch out their hands to this noble son to ask for money to eat, which was really embarrassing.

Zhuge Zilai lowered his head and smiled slightly, and immediately conjured up a hardware amethyst from the ring and handed it to the red-faced man's hand, "You must have suffered some sins these days, and this money is enough for you to support my Divine Sword Sect for half a month!

As soon as the words fell, Zhuge Zilai raised his left foot and just wanted to take off, but he suddenly remembered something, turned his head again, and ordered for the last time: "Among the spies you captured for me, there must be five of them, and they must be from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect!"

After finishing speaking, Zhuge Zilai took off in the direction of the northwest "Divine Sword Altar".

The red-faced man looked at Zhuge Zilai's back, and watched the other party away with a respectful expression, until Zhuge Zilai's figure disappeared out of the sky, he turned around, and immediately looked at the two brothers and sighed, "It's really a blessing for Sai Weng to lose his horse, I don't know if it's a blessing! I didn't expect that in the end we would be able to follow such a young genius, it's really a blessing from God!"

"Yes, that's it!" replied the weeping man with a smile, not thinking too much, just thinking that he could finally have a full meal, and his heart was grateful.

The other person faced the red-faced man and bowed with his hands, "From now on, we will recognize you as the eldest brother, fortunately, what you said just now saved our lives, otherwise we would have become the ghost of that son's knife!" Thank you so much!"

The other person also looked solemn, and thanked him with both hands: "Thank you for saving our lives!"

The red-faced man patted them on the shoulder and looked at them with a solemn expression, "It's not me who saved you, it's you who saved yourself!" No matter when and where, as long as you don't lose your duty as a human being, I think this God will still open his eyes, and he won't be so ruthless!"

This sentence is meaningful, the three of them actually glanced at each other, tears gushing out of their eyes, and then they hugged each other and cried, what kind of pain and joy these tears were mixed with, only they knew in their hearts.

The red-faced man weighed the heavy amethyst coin in his hand, and ordered: "We were looted by the thief before, and we have been living a life of pigs and dogs in the past few days, but although we have money now, we must also do what Gongzi said, since we have the heart to join the Divine Sword Sect now, we must not eat too much, and we have to save some flowers, where we shouldn't spend, we must not spend!"

The rather steady black-faced man said: "I think the Divine Sword Sect is so economical, it must be the Ning Yiwu Sect Master who uses the saved money for armaments!"

The other two looked at each other, then nodded, admitting that the sentence made sense.

"This, we understand! We are also martial arts cultivators, these five amethyst coins are enough for us to eat flatbread for three years!"

The red-faced man was full of relief when he saw that these two understood him so well, and nodded and said: "Well, just eat the big cake, although this Zhuge Gongzi only gave us two tests, but there is still one test, maybe on this amethyst coin, if we only use one amethyst coin after three days, I think we can gain the absolute trust of that son! So these days, it seems that we still have to live a hard life!"

The other two looked at each other, then nodded, and resumed their actions and lives.

The "Divine Sword Altar", a glorious building with thousands of years, is located in the northwest corner of the "Divine Sword Capital", the capital of the Divine Sword Sect, which was originally a place of sword mounds left by the ancestors, and after being developed by Ning Yiwu, it became the center of the Divine Sword Sect to show itself to the outside and promote the indomitable will of the Divine Sword Sect.

The general structure of the "Excalibur Altar" is like the Colosseum in ancient times, and it is divided into a "central square" and a circular sightseeing area, as well as a "podium", "VIP area", "guard area", "throne", etc., and the entire "Excalibur Altar" is like a huge crater.

At this moment, the seats were full, and those guests who could not sit on the seats sat on the ground, because as the master of a sect, Ning Yiwu, as the host, had not yet appeared on the throne, and the crowd began to boil.

As a maintenance order, the "flying shadow" is arranged in a circle, standing in the aisle like a statue that does not move like a mountain, holding a unified blue-white spear in his hand, and the silver-white battle armor on his body exudes a dazzling blue light in the scorching sun, and the blue light scatters away, which adds to the majesty and * of the "Divine Sword Sect" at this moment.

"It's really a magnificent building, just seeing this building, this trip to the Divine Sword Sect is worth it!"

"It is rumored that the Divine Sword Sect is poor, and even the sect master does not have a dress to attend the banquet, I think it is just a rumor deliberately spread by those people with ulterior motives!"

"I never imagined that I would be able to witness such a majestic building once in my lifetime!

"Now those Martial Sect Sect Masters are dedicated to cultivating the Martial Realm, and all the money is used to collect secret methods and mental methods, just like Ning Yiwu, there are not many sect masters who are willing to spend some effort to continue the civilization of my Heavenly Domain!"

"Maybe this is also the reason why Ning Yiwu convened this conference, now only he and Zhao Dinglong have raised the banner of civilization in my Tianyu, pay attention to cultural traditions, pay attention to the beauty of architecture, architecture is the core of my Tianyu culture, you look at the Qinglong Sect in the northwest, actually learned from the barbarians, and even the basic buildings in the sect were hastily done!"

"What my brother said is extremely true, it is rumored outside that the Divine Sword Sect is a barbarian land that does not understand etiquette, I never believe that Ning Yiwu is such a person, so I came here to witness it with my own eyes, I didn't expect it to be really worth it! Ning Yiwu is still the same Ning Yiwu forty years ago, and he has not changed at all. ”

"But isn't it, I think the Divine Sword Sect that has come all the way to this remote corner must also be a person with lofty ideals in my Heavenly Domain, I think this time it will make me very happy!"

Everyone began to talk to each other, everyone seemed to be in good spirits, and everyone felt that they could see such a majestic building, such a grand atmosphere, and such a * army in their lives, and they all felt that they had come to this Divine Sword Sect.

Most of the martial cultivators who can travel thousands of miles to come here are some middle-class and upper-class figures.

Tickets for this grand event were also relatively expensive, and it was difficult for ordinary people to enter the venue, so although the crowd was noisy, everyone sat in their seats and never moved half a step, and even those martial arts cultivators who were sitting in the air did not get up.

There were forty minutes left before the time of the conference, twelve o'clock, and due to the unique etiquette and rules of the Heavenly Domain, Ning Yiwu, as the host, had to walk on the throne in the last twenty minutes, and the last person to demonstrate solemnity, and then face all the guests to deliver a speech, proclaim the sect master of the sect, and announce the purpose of holding this grand event.

A sister of the Xiahou family sat in the northwest corner of the "Divine Sword Altar", the naughty Xiahou little sister couldn't sit still, looking at the east for a while, looking at the west for a while, the assassin saw this scene, especially the "flying shadows" of the Divine Sword Sect who could stand still in such a noisy environment, and admired Ning Yiwu's predecessors even more.

"Sister, we came to the Divine Sword Sect this time, it seems that it is really worth it!"

Second Sister Xiahou nodded her forehead, motioned for her to sit upright, and took out the aristocratic temperament of a Xiahou woman, "You little ghost, didn't you say that you want to leave a good enough impression in the hearts of Ning Yiwu's seniors? Why did you forget it now!"

Xiahou Xiaomei then remembered that it was important to get down to business, so she no longer looked around, and sat straight on the seat, but she sat for a while, but she felt uncomfortable, and she faced Xiahou Sister on the left, and smiled lightly, "Sister, anyway, this Ning Yiwu senior hasn't arrived yet, let's chat, you see they are so lively, but we have to be straight like a soldier, not at all comfortable!"

Sister Xiahou sighed, she really didn't have a problem with this little sister, thinking about it, Ning Yiwu was not present, and this little sister Xiahou has never liked restraint, so she had to follow her thoughts, "You little sister, what do you want to talk about!

Second Sister Xiahou saw that her eldest sister was so accustomed to this little sister of her own, and sighed helplessly, "Eldest sister, you are so afraid of spoiling her, I have heard that this Divine Sword Sect has a lot of rules, if we come to this Divine Sword Sect in the future to develop, she still has such a personality, what should I do if she gets into trouble!"

Xiahou Xiaomei heard her second sister talk like this, but she was not angry, "Hehe, why did my sister say this? I heard that although the Divine Sword Sect has many rules, Ning Yiwu's predecessors are an exception for women, and besides, we girls themselves yearn for freedom!"

Second Sister Xiahou knew that she couldn't talk about this ghost elf, and it was okay, "Then it's up to you, but when Ning Yiwu's predecessor steps on that throne, you have to pay attention to restraining yourself! Before, I also said, your little sister also said, Ning Yiwu's predecessor had a certain holiday with our Xiahou family in the past, and he must leave a good impression on him, so that he can gain a firm foothold in the Divine Sword Sect in the future!"

Xiahou Xiaomei couldn't stop thinking about it, but it was also very cute, "I know, I know, let's not talk about this, let's talk about something else! I heard that Ning Yiwu's predecessors were frugal on weekdays, and they didn't even have a dress to participate in the banquet, and it was rumored outside that the Divine Sword Sect was so poor that they couldn't open the pot, and now it seems that it is really crowded!"