Ignorance makes people blind and brave, and only after understanding will they know how to be in awe. In many cases, even the perception of danger requires corresponding wisdom.

The Ninefold Sword Pavilion in Tang Luo's eyes was like a huge spirit sword that condensed an unknown amount of majestic sword intent, even if he didn't use his eyes to see it, just getting close to it would be overwhelmed.

And Xu Changge, who was passing, seemed to be a nobody, and kept chattering: "The one who can cultivate in the Sword Pavilion is either the Sword Saint or the Sword Sect, and most of our family is related to each other, if you encounter some elders making things difficult, you just have to bear it, and don't have conflicts..... Okay, the second uncle will send you here, and when you enter through the main entrance, there will be a sword attendant to lead you to you. ”

After the instructions were given, but there was no answer, Xu Changge, who had already stepped on the stone steps of the main entrance of the pavilion, turned back in confusion, and found that Tang Luo was behind him, looking up at the White Jade Sword Pavilion stupidly, and his strong figure was still trembling slightly.

For the Xu family, the Sword Pavilion is the greatest pride, because this is not only a display of what the Xu family can do, but also represents the inclusive and eclectic instrument of the master of the world.

There are many Heavenly Sects in the Holy Land of the World, but there are a few human kings who are willing to preach, and only the Yuanzhou Xu family.

The king who was enshrined in the Sword Pavilion selflessly taught his sword path to the strong people who were qualified to enter the Sword Pavilion, regardless of whether it was the Xu swordsman or others, without discrimination.

Because of this, every sword master who is willing to enter the Sword Pavilion will be respected by Yuan Zhou as a god, and loved by the people and sword cultivators from the bottom of their hearts.

But the sword is an ominous weapon after all, and it has its own blade to show people, and the victory city without a city wall does not mean that it is defenseless.

On the sword pavilions of each city, there are warnings from the sword masters of each city, so the strong people who occasionally visit Yuanzhou will be like Tang Luo, stiff and unable to move.

Ordinary people may think that this is admiration and reverence, but only a few people understand that they have felt the message left by the sword kings and sword masters of various cities.

"But how can this ......"

Xu Changge's heart froze, the expression in his eyes changed greatly, and he murmured in his mouth: "Impossible... No way... How old is he?"

After ten breaths, the pressure was gone, and Tang Luo regained control of his body, but he could no longer look directly at the nine-layer White Jade Sword Pavilion in front of him.

Just now, the sword intent came, and he actually had a way to escape, but as long as he was afraid to escape, this majestic sword intent would cut a crack in his Dao heart, so he didn't run away, and let the sword intent wash away.

And he also knew that the existence behind the hundreds of millions of sword intent had already sensed him.

In the ninth heaven of the White Jade Sword Pavilion, a chaotic flow like a streamer suddenly stopped, and the chaotic aura condensed and reshaped, revealing a vague human form that was squatting with eyes and eyes.

With the appearance of the human form, the sword world was bright, and the sword intent wandering in the sword world turned into a unicorn phoenix, a golden lion and a jade statue, a white deer of the ape, a crane and a dragon python, and the roar of the spirit beast vibrated Jiugao.

The human figure in the chaos opened its eyes and two divine lights pierced the sky, and the figure after exhausting the chaotic qi skyrocketed, with a round head on the sky, and a square foot, the spirit beast in the sword world screamed even higher, turning into spiritual light and rushing to the sky, only to see the light and shadow entangled like a chaotic rainbow in the sky, and the giant had an extra ten thousand beast brocade robes.

The divine light in his eyes showed the strange appearance of the giant, revealing a bit of human expression, such as Youtan's eyes, he also showed a little curiosity, and the sword world even sounded in the empty whisper: "The qualifications are better than the rumors." ”

The white fingers as white as jade lightly brushed the sword mark, and the sword world shattered into smoke, revealing the original appearance of the Nine Sword Pavilion, an ordinary swordsmanship dojo, the only special thing is that both sides are perfectly symmetrical regardless of the number of futons or lamps, and the futon where the Langhuan Sword Master is sitting is in the middle of the dojo, not much for a point, not a lot for a point.

The sword master who sat on the futon again had more emotions on his face, his eyes looked at the emptiness in front of him playfully, and the divine light revealed a sword realm, and it was Tang Luo who was standing at the foot of the stone steps of the White Jade Sword Pavilion without an inch.

In front of the White Jade Sword Pavilion, Xu Changge finally came back to his senses, patted Tang Luo's shoulder with a complicated face, and asked, "Can you still go up?"

Of course, there is a reason to ask this question, usually the people who can receive the message left by the sword master and the sword king are all powerful people who are famous all over the world.

But most of these arrogant powerhouses, like Tang Luo, trembled in front of the Sword Pavilion, and then they would turn their heads and leave, and even more, the first second they perceived the information, they would run away, as if the Sword Pavilion was some kind of Longtan Tiger's Den.

He once asked his eldest brother Xu Changfeng why this was the case, and Changfeng Sword Saint's answer was: "A strong person is not necessarily proud, but he must be sharp." If you step into the Sword Pavilion, you will be tantamount to handing over the right to control your destiny. Therefore, the vast majority of the strong people, even if they knew that the sword master would not embarrass them, would leave. ”

Obviously, Tang Luo was now facing the same choice as those who had visited the Winning City Sword Pavilion powerhouses.

"It's a terrible feeling. ”

Complaining to the second uncle, Tang Luo shook his head and raised his legs to step onto the stone steps of the Sword Pavilion.

The man with a heroic demeanor like a god stepped a few steps in just one step, and walked in front of Xu Changge in a few steps.

"Big nephew!"

Xu Changge suddenly stopped Tang Luo from behind: "If it's really the Bu Clan, you can come back to visit another day, the sword master won't blame you!"

"Now that you've come here, you can't go back. ”

Tang Luo didn't look back, raised his hand and said, "Second uncle will be sent here!"

After that, he took a deep breath, his eyes were like knives, and he didn't stop any longer, and stepped on a few feet on the high platform and walked into the gate of the pavilion hall.

The young swordsman who had been waiting on the side for a long time looked at Tang Luo, who was extremely huge, opened his mouth in surprise, and after realizing his impoliteness, he quickly apologized: "You are Tang Luo's son, I'm sorry, I grew up in the Sword Pavilion, and I've never seen you like this.... Tall man, so..."

"Okay, okay, I understand. ”

Although he was nervous, Tang Luo didn't feel offended because of this little thing, and waved his hand at the embarrassed young man and said, "The sword master said that he wanted to see me, take me up." ”

The young swordsman with red lips and white teeth nodded, and then led Tang Luo to the ladder room, and introduced this white jade sword pavilion and some rules in his mouth: "This grassroots pavilion hall is the dojo of the sword saints and sword masters who instruct the outstanding swordsmen in Win City, and walking up from the ladder room is the real Langhuan Sword Pavilion." ”

"Langhuan Sword Pavilion, isn't it the White Jade Sword Pavilion?"

In line with the idea of asking if you don't understand, Tang Luo asked directly.

"Outsiders are called like this, the Sword Sect Lord in the Sword Pavilion, and the Sword Saint Lord all know that this is the Langhuan Sword Pavilion!"

The sword servant said solemnly: "Also, the sword master doesn't like filth the most, so before the audience, I have to take you to bathe and cleanse yourself, and then change your clothes." ”

Speaking of this, the young man seemed to suddenly think of something, his footsteps stopped and his little face turned pale, and he kept whispering: "It's miserable, it's miserable!"

"Huh?"

Tang Luo, who was blocked by the little chick, scratched his side face and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"There are no clothes in the pavilion that Tang Luo Gongzi can wear!"

The desperate young swordsman turned his head with a loveless expression.

"The biggest and biggest robe can't fit your shoulders, let alone wrap your arms around the pillars. ”

The young man who looked at Tang Luo's thick arms swallowed his saliva and said with difficulty.

It turned out that because of this incident, Tang Luo suddenly realized: "It's okay, I brought my own clothes here, you just take me to the bath and change clothes." ”

As he spoke, Tang Luo's arm turned into a swirl and spit out a set of special black silk robes.

Seeing that the young swordsman in the new clothes had no worries, his steps became brisk, and he continued to introduce the powerhouses in the Langhuan Sword Pavilion just now.

"There are nine floors in the Sword Pavilion, and there are twelve dojos on each floor, the first floor of the Jiazi Dojo is the Lord of the Scarlet Sword Sect, the Yichou Room is the Lord of the Aoki Sword Sect, the Bingyin Room is the Lord of the Flowing Water Sword Sect, Ding Mao is the Lord of the Yanyang Sword Sect, Wu Chen is the Lord of the Pure Yang Sword Sect, Ji Si is the Lord of the Xuanyin Sword Sect, Geng Wu is the Lord of the Cold Ice Sword Sect, Xin Wei is the Lord of the Thunder Sword Sect, Ren Shen is the Lord of the Xiaguang Sword Sect, and Gui You is the Lord of the Gengjin Sword Sect. ”

"On the second layer, the Jiazi Dojo is the Lord of the Liangyi Sword Sect........ Ren Shen is the Lord of the Changfeng Sword Saint, and Kwai You is the Lord of the Nine Shadows Sword Saint. ”

"On the third layer, the Jiazi Dojo is the ......... of Lord Tianfeng Sword Sect."

"On the fourth floor, the Jiazi Dojo is the Lord of the Chenxing Sword Sect ........."

"On the fifth floor, the Jiazi Dojo is the ......... of the Lord of the Dragon Slaying Sword Sect."

"On the sixth floor, the Jiazi Dojo is the ......... of Lord Broken Cang Sword Sect."

"On the seventh layer, the Jiazi Dojo is the ......... of the Lord of the Xuanzhen Sword Sect."

"On the eighth layer, the Jiazi Dojo is the Lord of the Hundred Intentions Sword Sect who has cultivated the eternal sword body........."

Along the way, the young waiter took Tang Luo to the ninth floor of the Langhuan Sword Pavilion, and as soon as he entered the ladder room, Tang Luo realized that this ninth floor was not an ordinary pavilion at all, but a sword realm composed of spiritual fragments.

From the stairwell is just a corner to go upstairs, but the eyes suddenly widen, and the eyes are an independent mustard seed world.

The mountains are beautiful, the forest foothills are deep, there is a dojo built by white jade in the distance, and the word "Langhuan" is written on the plaque.

"Tang Luogongzi, I'll take you to bathe and change clothes first. ”

When he entered the ladder room, he looked back from time to time to observe Tang Luo's expression, and found that after coming to the sword realm, the former's face was unwavering, and he suddenly felt bored, and even his voice became low.

Nodding, the swordsman stopped as he walked in the opposite direction of the dojo to a place that was covered by wooden planks but was constantly steaming.

"This is the Earth Fire Spirit Spring, it is the Sword Master who intercepted it from one of the Spirit Realms and planted it into the Sword Realm, although the effect is not as good as the Spirit Vein Hot Spring of some sects, it is also of great benefit to physical cultivation, Young Master Tang Luo can soak for a while!"

"Thank you. ”

After chuckling at the young swordsman, Tang Luo opened the door and stepped sideways into the hot spring.

In fact, if he is as clean as he is, where will he not pay attention to personal cleanliness, but it can be seen from the layout of Zhongying City and the sword world with beautiful scenery like a fairyland.

This Langhuan Sword Master may have a more serious cleanliness habit than himself, so there is no need for Tang Luo to make any awkward things about such a trivial matter.

The existence of the human king is even rarer than the divine beast, and so far, he has only seen three human kings, two of whom are only law ministers.

Today, I can see with my own eyes the existence of the Spring and Autumn Festival in the king of people, and bathing and changing clothes is actually not an excessive request.

After carefully cleaning his body with the Earth Fire Spirit Spring, Tang Luo changed into new clothes and walked out of the Spirit Spring, while the sword attendant was still standing outside.

The only difference is that the boy changed his shoes, a pair of white shoes that are not delicate.

It seems that this person's cleanliness habit is really serious. '

The young sword attendant with red lips and white teeth circled around Tang Luo in a hurry, and only after making sure that he was satisfied did he lead the person to the distant dojo.

Without waiting for the sword attendant to call the door, the closed door automatically opened, and the sword attendant stood obediently outside the door and said to Tang Luo: "Tang Luo Gongzi, please go in by yourself." ”

"Thank you. ”

Thanking the young man who led the way, Tang Luo stepped into the sword hall, and at first glance he saw the man sitting in the distance.

It's like two fierce beasts that meet in the wild, the weaker one will immediately blow up its fur, and then bare its teeth fiercely.

And martial artists who are good at physical skills will also have this similar feeling, when they encounter an existence that can bring a great threat to themselves, the spiritual power contained in the body and meridians will quickly become active and enter the best state of battle.

But Tang Luo, who was able to perfectly control his physical body, suppressed this instinct and stepped forward calmly and decently, bowed to the Langhuan Sword Master, and said, "Junior Tang Luo, I've seen my seniors!"

The handsome and heavenly Langhuan Sword Lord did not respond to Tang Luo's salute, but looked Tang Luo up and down with interest.

"How did you cultivate the realm of the Grandmaster who transformed into a physical body, or how did you cultivate a spiritual body with void energy?"

This was the first sentence that the Langhuan Sword Lord said, and it was this sentence that made Tang Luo's heart sink.

"An ordinary martial artist, even if he is as talented as the Bu family, is born with a sea of two qi, and it is impossible for him to cultivate to such a realm at your age, how did you do it?"

Xu Lang, who didn't hear an answer, asked again, and this time, there was some aggressiveness in the language.

And the sword world seemed to feel the emotions of the master, Tang Luo only felt that there were countless thorns in his back, as if there would be countless sword qi breaking through the air in the next moment.

"Juniors cultivate very quickly!"

Without waiting for Langhuan's sword master's reply, Tang Luo straightened up directly and replied lightly.

"Sit down. ”

Dissipating the oppression of sword intent, the sword hall returned to calm, and the Langhuan sword master was expressionless, pointing to the futon road at the lower head of the left side.

Tang Luo didn't twist either, stepped a few steps to the futon on the right, and sat down cross-legged.

Obviously, he pointed to the left, but he wanted to do it to the right, Xu Lang smiled, knowing that his commanding question just now gave Tang Luo a very bad impression, and the other party was using this behavior to express his dissatisfaction and non-cooperation.

In fact, all of those who can enter the Sword Pavilion are dragons and phoenixes among people, but in the face of the instructions of the Langhuan Sword Master, who can express their anger so bluntly.

The things behind this make Xu Lang find interesting: "Willing to abide by the rules, but not afraid of the rules." Do you know who was the last person in Xihe who was not afraid of power and expressed his emotions like this? Han Wu, a pathetic loser. ”

"So the sword master wants to say that when you are not strong enough, you have to learn to hide your emotions. ”

Tang Luo shrugged: "But I think that if you pretend to be a grandson for a long time, you will become a real grandson." So, I didn't plan to recognize my father, and I didn't need multiple grandfathers. ”