Two hundred and thirty-nine: The Struggling Heart Sword Pavilion (4)
Wanjian Mountain, one of the representative sects of Qianyuan Dao, has a decisive weight in Qianyuan Dao. The two most powerful sects of Qianyuan Dao are Wanjian Mountain and Tongtian Sword Domain, it can be said that Qianyuan Dao is the purest sword sect and one of the bases of the sword world. And on this day, Wanjian Mountain, after the cultivation of the end of the war, is rarely solemn today.
Wan Jian Gui, the sect master of Wanjian Mountain, stood at the gate of the mountain in plain clothes, as if waiting for someone.
At this moment, an old man with a sword on his back stepped in mid-air, and when he arrived in front of Leng Wuyue, he reported: "Sect Master, the Acting Pavilion Master of the Heart Sword Pavilion has arrived under the mountain gate. ”
Leng Wuyue nodded, took a step, and looked at the mountain with dull eyes, as if he saw something.
"Just stepped into congenital instability. ”
The old man stood aside and asked, "Why does the sect master need to meet in person, this time is different from the past, the Heart Sword Pavilion is no longer the Heart Sword Pavilion that dominated the world and intimidated Kyushu a hundred years ago." ”
Shaking his head, his hands behind his back, as if he was nostalgic: "The five elders of the Heart Sword Pavilion burned the true yuan, sacrificed their lives, and killed dozens of violent spirit qi masters with the moves of the Ming God. Under this state of affairs, many Sword Sects were grateful. As everyone knows, the losses of the Imperial Heaven Sword Sect led by the team were so heavy that the efforts of the Heart Sword Pavilion benefited all the Sword Sects of the Northern Offensive Route. Who would dare not respect it? If this is the case, then it is that dozens of sword sects have been eviled, and under the gossip of the sword world, there is no face?"
Although the old man is obsessed with swordsmanship every day, he is also a sophisticated person, once he mentions it, it is like an initiation, and he nodded instantly, with a look of shame: "It's old and stupid, thank you for mentioning it." ”
Then Leng Wuyue nodded: "It's steady, but it's a pity that in order to achieve the congenital injury to the foundation, I'm afraid that the imperial qi is the limit." ”
Leng Wuyue, who is also a master of the Mingshen Realm, the master of the Ten Thousand Sword Mountain, one of the Nine Great Sword Sects, is well-known in the entire Sword Realm Sect, and her words are naturally rarely refuted. Leng Wuyue said so, then unless there is a big opportunity, this white dew will stop at the innate imperial qi at most, and there is no possibility of refinement in this life.
But in fact, Bai Lu didn't care, as long as he had this innate strength, he would be able to preserve the Heart Sword Pavilion in a short period of time, and in the past, he would definitely wait until the real genius rose again and led the Heart Sword Pavilion back to the top of the world.
Although having said that, after all, he is a congenital master, a martial arts sect master, and one of the acting pavilion masters of the last Nine Great Sword Sects, if Leng Wuyue does not meet in person, then the reputation of Wanjian Mountain may be spread badly by the rivers and lakes, saying that Wanjian Mountain has no one in his eyes, ignores his peers, and regards the victim as nothing. This is the clamping of the Righteous Dao Sect, if it is a Demon Dao Sect, unless it is very intimate, it is more direct to respect the strength, and it will not be as pretentious as the Righteous Dao Sect.
However, after half the incense burning, Bai Lu brought several elders of the same generation to worship the mountain gate. There is no way, after all, you can't do everything yourself, and the senior brothers of the sect have also held important positions, especially the elders who have to be brought out. And they have also broken the line, and the oldest generation in the Heart Sword Pavilion is Bai Lu's generation of disciples, and they are all no more than fifty years old, but they have to take out their hands.
Bai Lu led people to the door, saw Leng Wuyue in plain clothes, and arched his hand: "Leng Sect Master!"
Leng Wuyue just smiled: "I didn't expect that the White Pavilion Lord was young and promising, and the weak crown was congenital, and the future was limitless." ”
Although Bai Lu was kind before, but for the sake of the Heart Sword Pavilion, Bai Lu also knew his own situation, and he knew more about Leng Wuyue, a Ming God master, and the existence of the pinnacle of the rivers and lakes could naturally see his own situation. Judging by this, this is also just a form of doing it for the sake of face, but it is not good to perform, just waving your hand.
"Hey...... According to the seniority, I should call Sect Master Leng Senior Sister Leng is. Senior sister really tormented me. ”
When Bai Lu worshiped the mountain gate, the master had already died in the 'mad demon incident', but according to the rules of the master's door, he still worshiped under the door, but he was an apprentice from the old age of the pavilion, so although the only remaining disciples in this session are not very old, but in terms of seniority, they are indeed very high, at least Leng Wuyue is the same generation as them.
Although innocently let some juniors be the same generation as themselves, but after thinking about the masters of these disciples, Leng Wuyue was indifferent, after all, their masters are all treasures and old-timers in the sword world, and they can build a great foundation with just one of them, and it is nothing to be the same generation as their disciples. However, Bai Lu said this, but he didn't know what he meant.
Welcoming them to the main hall and talking for a while, Bai Lu secretly calculated that the time was ripe, so he spoke: "I don't know how Sect Master Leng thinks of this battle and the follow-up of the storm spirit. ”
Bai Lu, who had always been commensurate with Senior Sister Leng, suddenly had a solemn face, and talked about the topic of the Spirit Dynasty again, Leng Wuyue naturally treated it solemnly.
"This battle is a great victory, destroying the arrogance of the violent spirit, taking all the paths, my sword world is united, and the prestige is terrifying to the world. Then he was a little sad: "Even though I have lost many excellent fellow swordsmen, the results achieved are remarkable. However, the storm spirit has accumulated strength, and although it has gone to half of its territory, it has not made a fatal move, at most it can be regarded as a broken muscle. ”
"That's right, now that Lingchao is looking around, there is a hanging hanging in my sword world. Looking at Leng Wuyue and listening expressionlessly, Bai Lu smiled: "Sect Master Leng doesn't believe it, then please listen to me one by one." ”
Leng Wuyue was speechless, she just listened quietly, because she wanted to know what this Bai Lu wanted to do, and what was the purpose of coming to Wanjian Mountain, and she knew that the strength of the Spirit Dynasty was not low, but if it was said that the Sword Sect was in danger of being overhanged, she would never believe it.