Chapter 1424: Langhuan Sword Master

Chapter 1424 Langhuan Sword Master
Ignorance makes one blind and brave, and only after understanding can one know how to awe. In many cases, even perceiving danger requires corresponding wisdom.
Tang Luo's eyes of the Nine-Layered Sword Pavilion were like a huge spirit sword condensing an unknown amount of majestic sword intent. Even if you didn't need to look at it with your eyes, just approaching, you were pressured to breathe.
However, the popular Xu Changge is like a okay person, and he keeps babbling and exhorting:
It’s either the Sword Saint or the Sword Sect who can cultivate in the sword pavilion. Take it, don’t get into conflict, your second uncle will send you here, and after a while, you will go in through the main entrance, and you will be seen by the swordsman."
Xu Changge, who had already stepped on the stone steps of the main entrance of the pavilion hall, turned his head in doubt and found that Tang Luo was falling behind him, looking up at the white jade sword pavilion, his sturdy figure trembling slightly.
For the Xu family, the sword pavilion is the greatest pride, because it is not only a show that Xu family can do, but also represents the all-inclusive capacity of the Master Wanshi.
There are many heavenly sects in the world, but there are a few kings who are willing to preach and preach, only the Xu family of Yuanzhou.
The king who is enrolled in the sword pavilion selflessly teaches his own swordsmanship to those who are qualified to enter the sword pavilion, regardless of whether they are Xu's swordsmen or others, they are treated equally.
Because of this, every sword master who is willing to enter the sword pavilion will be respected by Yuanzhou as a god, and loved by the people and sword repairers from the heart.
But after all, the sword is an ominous weapon, and it has its own edge to show others. Zhongying City without a city wall does not mean that it has no defense.
Each city’s sword pavilion is engraved with warnings from the city’s sword masters, so occasionally a strong person who visits Yuanzhou will be as rigid as Tang Luo.
Ordinary people may think that this is admiration and admiration, but only a few people understand that this is the message left by the sword kings and sword masters of each city.
"But how is it possible"
Xu Changge's heart shuddered, the expression in his eyes changed drastically, and he whispered: "Is it impossible that he is how old?"
After a few dozen breaths, the pressure was gone, Tang Luo regained control of his body, but he could no longer look directly at the nine-story white jade sword pavilion in front of him.
Just now the sword intent came, he actually had a way to escape, but as long as the fear fled, this mighty sword intent would cut a crack in his Dao heart, so he insisted on not fleeing, allowing the sword intent to rush.
And he also knew that the existence behind the billions of sword intents had already sensed him.
On the ninth heaven of the Baiyujian Pavilion, a group of chaos flowing chaotically like a streamer suddenly stopped, and the chaos aura was condensed and reshaped, showing a fuzzy human figure squatting down.
With the appearance of the human form, the sword world was brightened, and the sword intent wandering in the sword world turned into a unicorn phoenix, a golden lion and jade statue, a mysterious ape and a white deer, a crane and dragon python, and the roar of the spirit beast roused Jiugao.
The human form in the chaos opened his eyes and two divine light holes pierced the sky, and the figure soared after being frightened of the chaos. The round head was in the sky and the feet were on the ground. The cry of the spirit beasts in the sword world was louder and transformed. As the spiritual light rushed to the top, I saw the light and shadow entangled like a chaotic rainbow and the sky, and the giant had an extra piece of beast brocade robe.
The divine light in the eyes showed the innocent look of the giant, showing a bit of human expression, such as the eyes of Youtan, also showing a bit of curiosity, and the sword world whispered: "Qualification is better than the rumors. ."
The jade-white fingers lightly pushed the sword seal, the sword world collapsed into smoke, revealing the original appearance of the Nine-epee sword pavilion, an ordinary swordsmanship dojo, the only special point, no matter the number of futons or the lamp bulbs on both sides are exactly the same and perfectly symmetrical, and Langhuan The futon where the sword master sits is right in the middle of the dojo, not many points, not many points.
The sword master who was sitting on the futon again had more emotions on his face, his eyes looked at the empty space in front of him playfully, and a sword realm emerged from Shenguang Cave. Above it was Tang Luo who was standing under the stone steps of the White Jade Sword Pavilion. .
In front of Bai Yujian Pavilion, Xu Changge finally came back to his senses, patted Tang Luo on the shoulder with a complex expression, and asked, "Can I still go up?"
Of course there is a reason to ask like this. Usually, the people who can receive the messages 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 are like Tang Luo, shaking before the sword pavilion, and then turn their heads and leave. What's more, the first second they perceive the message, they will flee, as if the sword pavilion is What Longtan Tiger Den.
He once asked his elder brother Xu Changfeng why this is the case. Changfeng Sword Saint's answer is: "The strong are not necessarily proud, but they must be sharp. If you step into the sword pavilion, you will be surrendering the right to dominate your destiny. So absolutely. Most powerhouses will leave even if they know that the sword master will not embarrass them."
Obviously, what Tang Luo faced now was the same choice as those who had visited Yingcheng Jiange.
"This feeling is really bad."
Complaining to the second uncle, Tang Luo shook his head, raised his leg and stepped onto the stone steps of the sword pavilion.
The majestic and majestic man walked several steps in just one step, and walked to the front of Xu Changge.
"Nephew!"
Xu Changge suddenly stopped Tang Luo from behind: "If you really feel unwell, you can visit again another day, the sword master will not blame it!"
"Since I'm here, I can't go back."
Tang Luo didn't turn his head, he raised his hands and said: "Second uncle, just send it here!"
After speaking, he took a deep breath, his eyes were like a knife, and without stopping, he stepped on a few feet high platform and stepped into the gate of the pavilion hall.
The young Sword Servant who was waiting a long time ago looked at Tang Luo, who was particularly huge, and opened his mouth in surprise. After realizing his impoliteness, he quickly apologized: "You are Lord Tang Luo, sorry, I am here. Jiange grew up and has never seen a man as tall as you, so"
"It's alright, I understand."
Although he was nervous, Tang Luo didn't feel offended because of this incident. He waved his hand to the embarrassed young man: "The Sword Master said he wants to see me, take me up."
The young sword servant with red lips and white teeth nodded, and then led Tang Luo to the ladder room. He also introduced the white jade sword pavilion and some rules: "This grassroots pavilion is the guide for the sword masters and sword masters to win the city's outstanding swordsmen. From the ladder room, it’s the real Langhuan sword pavilion."
"Langhuan sword pavilion? Isn't it the white jade sword pavilion?"
With the idea of ​​asking if you don't understand, Tang Luo asked directly.
"Foreigners call this, Master Sword Sect in the sword pavilion, Master Sword Saint all know this is Langhuan sword pavilion!"
The Sword Servant spoke in a serious manner: "Also, the Sword Master dislikes filth the most, so before I meet you, I have to take you to take a bath and then change your clothes."
Speaking of this, the young man seemed to have suddenly thought of something, his feet stopped and his face was pale, and he kept whispering: "It's miserable, it's miserable!"
"Ok?"
Tang Luo, who was blocked by the little chicken, scratched his face and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"
"There is no clothes for Young Master Tang Luo in the pavilion!"
The desperate young Sword Attendant turned his head, with an expression of hopelessness.
"The largest and largest shoulder gown can't hold your shoulders, let alone wrap your arms."
The boy who looked at Tang Luo's thick arms swallowed 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 can just take me to shower and change clothes."
With that, Tang Luo's arm turned into a vortex, spitting out a set of special black silk robe.
Seeing that the young sword attendant in the new clothes had no worries, his steps lightened up, and then continued to introduce the strong in the Langhuan sword pavilion.
"The sword pavilion has nine floors, and each floor has twelve dojos. On the first floor is the Scarlet Sword Sect Master, the Yichou Room is the Greenwood Sword Sect Master, the Bingyin Room is the Flowing Sword Master, and Ding Mao is Yanyang. Master Jianzong, Wuchen is Master Pure Yang Jianzong, Jisi is Master Xuanyin Jianzong, Gengwu is Master Sword Sect of Ice, Xin Wei is Master Thunder Jianzong, Renshen is Master Xiaguang Jianzong, Guiyou is Master Geng Lord Jin Jianzong."
"On the second floor, Jiazi Daochang is the Master of Sword Sect of Liangyi, Renshen is Master of Changfeng Sword Saint, and Kuiyou is Master of Jiuyou Sword Saint."
"On the third floor, the Jiazi Dojo is Master Tianfeng Sword Sect"
"On the fourth floor, the Jiazi Dojo is Master Chenxing Sword Sect"
"On the fifth floor, the Jiazi Dojo is Lord Dragon Slashing Sword Sect"
"On the sixth floor, Jiazi Daochang is Master Broken Cangjian Sect"
"On the seventh floor, Jiazi Dojo is Master Xuanzhen Sword Sect"
"On the eighth floor, Jiazi Daochang is the master of Baiyi Sword Sect who has cultivated an eternal sword body"
After walking all the way to the introduction, the young waiter took Tang Luo to the ninth floor of Langhuan sword pavilion in a blink of an eye. As soon as he entered the staircase, Tang Luo realized that the ninth floor was not an ordinary pavilion at all, but by the spirit world. The sword world composed of fragments.
Going upstairs from the ladder room is just a corner, but his eyes are suddenly wide, and he sees an independent mustard world.
The mountains are beautiful, the forests are deep, and there is a dojo built by white jade in the distance, and the word "langhuan" is written on the plaque.
"Young Master Tang Luo, I will take you to shower and change clothes first."
When entering the ladder room, the young sword attendant who looked back at Tang Luo's expression from time to time found that after arriving in the sword world, the former's face was not boring, and even his voice became low.
Nodded and followed the sword servant to the opposite direction of the dojo to a place that was covered by wooden boards but was constantly steaming, the sword servant stopped.
"This is the Earth Fire Spirit Spring. It was intercepted by the Sword Master from one of the spiritual worlds and planted into the Sword World. Although it is not as effective as some sects’ spiritual springs, it is also very beneficial to physical cultivation. Master Tang Luo can Soak for a while!"
"Thank you."
After smiling and nodding towards the young sword servant, Tang Luo opened the door and stepped sideways into the hot spring.
In fact, cleanliness is like him, and there is no such thing as personal cleanliness, but it can be seen from the layout of Yingcheng and the sword world with beautiful scenery like a fairyland.
This Langhuan Sword Master may have a more serious cleanliness than himself, so Tang Luo didn't need to be awkward about such trivial matters.
The existence of human kings is even rarer than that of sacred beasts. So far, he has only seen three human kings, two of which are only Dharma images.
To be able to see the existence of Wang Zhongchun and Qiu in person today, bathing and changing clothes is actually not an excessive requirement.
After carefully cleaning the body with the ground fire Lingquan, Tang Luo put on his new clothes and walked out of the Lingquan, while the sword servant was still standing outside.
The only difference is that the boy changed a pair of shoes, a pair of white shoes that are not so slender.
'It seems this man's cleanliness is really serious. '
The young sword servant with red lips and white teeth went around Tang Luo unexpectedly, and when he was satisfied, he led the man to the distant dojo.
Without waiting for Jian Shi to call the door, the closed door opened automatically. Jian Shi stood outside the door cleverly and said to Tang Luo: "Young Master Tang Luo, please go in by yourself."
"Thank you."
Thanks again to 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.
Just like two fierce beasts meeting in the wild, the weaker side will blow up immediately, and then bark its teeth fiercely.
And martial artists who are good at physical skills will have this similar feeling. When they encounter existence that can pose a great threat to themselves, the spiritual power contained in the gong body and meridian will quickly become active and enter the best battle state.
But Tang Luo, who can perfectly control his physical body, suppressed this instinct, calmly stepped forward, and bowed his hands to the Lord Langhuan Sword: "Junior Tang Luo, I have seen senior!"
The handsome Langhuan Sword Master did not respond to Tang Luo's courtesy, but looked up and down Tang Luo with interest.
"In the realm of the grandmaster of the incarnation of the flesh, or use the void energy to cast the spirit, how did you cultivate?"
This was the first sentence of the sword master Langhuan, and it was this sentence that made Tang Luo's heart sink.
"Ordinary martial artist, who is born with a sea of ​​dual energy like the Bu family, is impossible to cultivate to this level at your age. How did you do it?"
Xu Lang, who did not hear the answer, asked again, and this time, there was some aggressiveness in the language.
But the sword world seemed to feel the master's emotions, Tang Luo only felt that there were countless thorns on his back, as if countless sword auras would break through the air in the next moment.
"The juniors practice very fast!"
Without waiting for Langhuan Sword Master's reply, Tang Luo straightened up and replied lightly.
"sit down."
After the sword intent was dissipated, the sword hall returned to calm, Langhuan Sword Master had no expression on his face, and pointed to the futon road at the bottom of the left side.
Tang Luo didn't squeeze, stepped a few steps to the right futon and sat down cross-legged.
Obviously he pointed to the left, but he wanted to do to the right. Xu Lang smiled, knowing that his imperative questioning just gave Tang Luo a very bad impression, and the other party was using this behavior to express his dissatisfaction and uncooperativeness. .
In fact, everyone who can walk into the sword pavilion is a dragon and phoenix, but facing the command of the sword master Langhuan, who can express his anger so straightforwardly.
The representation behind this made Xu Lang find interesting: "Willing to obey the rules, but not afraid of the rules. Do you know who is the one who expresses his emotions like this without fear of power? Han Wu, a sad loser ."
"So the sword master wants to say that when he is not strong enough, he has to learn to hide his 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. Therefore, I have no plans to recognize my father, let alone multiple grandpas."
(End of this chapter)