The flying sword didn't know where to fly, but the distance was obviously very far, and Liu Lang didn't notice the intention of stopping at all.

However, he finally calmed down and began to experience this rare experience with his heart, looking around curiously.

"Huh, how do you have a ring?"

It was only then that Liu Lang discovered that there was a ring on the tip of the sword, which looked like a storage ring.

Liu Lang wanted to take off the ring to check, but found that there was invisible protection on the ring, and his hand couldn't touch the ring at all.

"Forget it!" Liu Lang shook his head regretfully and did not insist.

Looking at the posture of this flying sword, it is obvious that it belongs to a super strong person, and if he moves the ring without permission, the consequences will be very serious.

The flying sword keeps flying, straight forward!

When Liu Lang began to get bored, the flying sword finally landed and plunged headlong into a magnificent architectural complex.

The flying sword shuttled through the building, and the speed slowed down, allowing Liu Lang to see the situation outside clearly.

This is obviously a sect station, and it is a big sect, there are many people, most of them are carrying long swords, but they just glanced at the flying sword curiously, and then they didn't pay attention to it, it seems that they didn't see Liu Lang on the flying sword.

Eventually, the sword burrowed into a building and stayed on the edge of a hot spring.

The mist lingers in the hot springs, and there is a person with skin like snow and long hair like cloth, lazily leaning on the edge of the pool, holding a wine glass in his hand, drinking himself, so comfortable.

If this is a woman, then Liu Lang feels that he must be a feast for his eyes, but unfortunately, this is a man, and his eyes are a little spicy.

"Who are you?"

The people in the pool were half-squinted, and they didn't even look at Liu Lang, but they knew about Liu Lang's existence.

"Junior Liu Lang, I didn't mean to offend my senior!" Liu Lang hurriedly bowed down and replied, his eyes not daring to put his eyes on the man.

"Liu Lang?" the man pondered for a while before saying, "Is it Liu Hao's son?"

Liu Lang was shocked and became more and more respectful: "My father is Liu Hao!"

The man finally looked at Liu Lang: "Why are you here?"

"The junior fell from a high altitude, landed right on a flying sword, and then was brought here!"

The man showed a look of surprise, and then stretched out his hand and made a move, and the flying sword that stopped by the pool was in his hand.

The flying sword disappeared, and he disappeared, but the ring was in the man's hand.

"Ben Jun and the flying sword passed on, but he brought you over, your luck is enough!"

Liu Lang said with deep sympathy: "The younger generation also feels that his luck has not been good recently!"

"Huh!"

The man shook his head with a smile, got up and dressed without mind, and then said, "I didn't say anything back, I really think you are lucky!"

Liu Lang was excited: "Are the seniors ready to bring the juniors and give me a lot of treasures?"

The man was stunned and stared at Liu Lang for a long time before laughing: "Hahahaha, you kid, it's funny!"

After speaking, the man's lips moved slightly, but he did not make a sound.

Just when Liu Lang was puzzled, a woman in Tsing Yi hurriedly ran in from outside, glanced at Liu Lang curiously, and then bowed to the man.

"Master!"

The man pointed at Liu Lang and said, "This is Liu Lang, a disciple of Tianxia Mountain! ”

"Is it arranged in the reception house?" the woman asked.

"No!

"Yes!"

Liu Lang listened to the two of them make arrangements for him without saying a word, and then silently followed the woman away.

There is no part for him to speak here, and it is already considered to be burning incense if he is not regarded as an intruder, so Liu Lang is still very happy.

The woman brought Liu Lang to a simple small building: "You can rest here!"

Liu Lang said gratefully: "Thank you! Excuse me, what do you call it?"

"My name is Qin Lian!" Then, the woman pointed to the small building next to her and said, "I live here, what can you call me!"

"Then thank you Senior Sister Qin Lian first!"

Qin Lian nodded, leaving Liu Lang alone, and then turned around and walked towards his small building.

"By the way, Senior Sister, where is this?" Liu Lang shouted at Qin Lian's back.

Qin Lian paused, then turned to look at Liu Lang, her face full of puzzlement: "You don't know?"

Liu Lang touched his nose and said, "I don't know! I was brought here by a flying sword from your master." ”

Qin Lian said suddenly: "No wonder! This is the Haotian Sword Sect! It will take two more days for your people from Tianxia Mountain to arrive!"

"Haotian Sword Sect?"

Liu Lang felt incredible, and even couldn't believe it.

He thought that he was too late to rush to the Haotian Sword Sect, but he didn't expect that he was already in the Haotian Sword Sect, which was amazing.

After knowing that he had arrived at the Haotian Sword Sect, Liu Lang was relieved, and he was not in a hurry, and rested in the small building for a night.

The next day, when the genius was bright, Qin Lian knocked on Liu Lang's door.

"Master wants to see you!"

Opening the door, before Liu Lang could say anything, Qin Lian dropped a sentence, and then turned around and left.

It was very depressing, but Liu Lang had to follow closely, and was even a little nervous.

It's still in the building, but it's not the bath, it's in the hall.

The beautiful man Liu Lang saw yesterday sat on the chair casually: "My name is Jun Mo, I can be regarded as your uncle!"

Liu Lang hurriedly saluted: "I've seen Uncle Jun Mo!"

"Let's go, it's time to test your luck!"

Liu Lang was very puzzled, and couldn't keep up with Jun Mo's train of thought at all, but he still followed Jun Mo out of the hall, and then turned left and right, and came to a closed cave.

Jun Mo pointed to the cave and said to Liu Lang: "Kneel!

This time, Liu Lang was disobedient, but asked, "Why?"

Kneeling is a very serious matter for him, and only people who are rarely recognized can make him kneel willingly.

Jun Mo didn't get angry, but said a little stunned: "The people inside are worthy of your knees!" As for the reason, I'll explain it to you later!"

Seriously looking at the look on Jun Mo's face, Liu Lang hesitated for a long time before slowly kneeling down reluctantly.

However, his knees were only slightly bent when a force appeared that made him unable to kneel anymore.

"Senior brother, what are you doing here?"

A cold voice came out of the cave, which was unusually nice, but I didn't feel any emotion.

Jun Mo smiled bitterly, and then looked at Liu Lang: "You're right! Your luck is really not good!"

Then, Jun Mo looked at the cave apologetically: "I'm sorry, Senior Sister Jun Luo! I just think that he is your son, since he is here, why should he come and kowtow to you!"

Liu Lang was shocked, his face instantly lost his blood, pale, and roared in panic: "Why did a mother suddenly appear? If you see it, Lao Tzu will be done playing!"

"He's not my son!"

Jun Luo's voice did not fluctuate, but Liu Lang heard hatred, and it was extremely strong.

Although he didn't know the reason for hating himself, Liu Lang was relieved.

Since this cheap old lady hates him, it is naturally impossible to check the situation, and the possibility of exposure is very small.

Jun Mo said earnestly: "Senior sister, his father is Liu Lang, how can he not be your son? What happened to you, you don't even want your own flesh and blood?"