On the vast Lingshan Mountain, among the white clouds, a cold voice sounded.
Only a loud roar was heard, and two young warriors wearing dazzling black martial robes leapt down from Lingshan Mountain.
They stepped on the cliff like two spirit monkeys, and their movements were quite exquisite. After a moment, they passed through the cliff, stone forest, and ravine, and landed ten feet away from Zhang Ruochen.
One male and one female.
The man is extremely handsome and tall, giving him a domineering and majestic feeling.
The girl is younger, she looks about ten years old, with a round face and a pigtail. Although she is not a glamorous girl, she is very well-behaved and cute.
The so-called sword stele is the seventeen-foot-high blue stone stele next to Zhang Ruochen, with the four words "Holy Land of Divine Sword" engraved on it.
The rules of the Divine Sword Holy Land: Anyone who crosses the Sword Monument will die.
Of course Zhang Ruochen knew this rule, so he did not cross the boundary of the sword monument. Instead, he stood behind the sword monument and said in a neither humble nor arrogant tone: "Zhang Ruochen, a student from Xiawu City Academy, came to visit Master Lu."
Both Zhang Ruochen's identity and Lu Yuanzhi's identity are a secret.
Zhang Ruochen would never reveal his true identity before meeting Lu Yuanzhi himself.
That girl's name is Lu Xuan.
Her eyes rolled around, and she glanced at Zhang Ruochen's feet. Seeing that Zhang Ruochen had not stepped over the sword monument, she said: "Don't say you are a student of Wushi Academy. Even if you are a saint of the Holy Academy, you are not qualified.
See our ancestors. I advise you to leave this place immediately, otherwise, don’t blame me for being rude to you."
Zhang Ruochen seemed to have expected this outcome, and said slowly and unhurriedly: "Girl, you didn't even report it to Master Lu, so how do you know that he won't see me?"
Lu Xuan smiled and said: "I still need to tell you what kind of existence our ancestors are? Let alone you, even if a saint comes, he may not meet him."
Lu Fantian gave Zhang Ruochen a deep look and said, "We, brothers and sisters, saw that you were a student of Wu City Academy, so we didn't expel you. Brother, if you continue to be ignorant, don't blame us brothers and sisters for being rude to you."
Zhang Ruochen still seemed very calm, pondered for a moment, and said: "I have a poem, please help me pass it on to Master Lu. If Master Lu still refuses to see me after listening to this poem, I will leave immediately."
Lu Fantian advised again: "Brother, to tell you the truth, you will never be able to see your ancestor. In fact, it is not easy for us brothers and sisters to see him. Please come back!"
Since Zhang Ruochen came to the Holy Land of Divine Sword, how could he leave so easily?
Zhang Ruochen said again: "I am sincerely here to visit Master Lu, and I would like to ask you two to tell me that if you have any conditions, feel free to ask for them."
Lu Xuan was a little speechless and said: "We have made it very clear to you. Even if it is you, it is difficult for us to see our ancestors. If this is the case, how can we report it to you?"
Zhang Ruochen wrinkled and felt that he had thought of things too simply. After all, Master Lu was the master of the Divine Sword Holy Land. How could he meet a student from the Academy of Heavenly Realm?
The identity gap between the two is huge.
Lu Fantian saw that Zhang Ruochen still refused to leave, his eyes gradually became cold, he spread his fingers, waved his palm gently, picked off a blade of grass in the air, and held it between his two fingers.
The true energy was injected into the grass blades, and immediately turned into a sharp sword.
"Swish!"
Immediately afterwards, with Lu Fantian as the center, frantic sword energy spurted out.
Lu Xuan stared at Zhang Ruochen and said, "Why don't you run away? My brother's strength ranks among the top ten among the younger generation in the Eastern Region. He has defeated invincible opponents all over the world and is known as the 'little overlord who shakes the world'. He is already angry. Once he draws his sword,
You’re dead!”
The corners of Lu Fantian's mouth twitched and he glared at Lu Xuan fiercely, wanting to sew her mouth shut.
Zhang Ruochen could naturally feel the powerful aura erupting from Lu Fantian, but he was not afraid. Instead, he became more determined. He slightly cupped his hands and said politely: "I know that you two also have difficulties. But, today I
I have to see Master Lu, and in that case, I can only offend him."
Zhang Ruochen must understand what happened eight hundred years ago.
This is a knot in his heart, so he must see Lu Yuanzhi.
After saying this, Zhang Ruochen took a step forward and crossed the boundary of the sword monument.
Seeing Zhang Ruochen stepping over the sword monument, Lu Fantian's eyes shrank, a cold air came out of his body, and he stabbed out with his sword decisively.
There was just a blade of grass between his two fingers. Under the influence of the true energy, it was like a sharp sword, capable of cutting iron as hard as mud.
"Whoa!"
All the sword energy gathered at the tips of the grass blades, turning into a dazzling light shuttle.
Lu Fantian's cultivation level is extremely high, reaching the extreme level of Tianji Realm. His strength is countless times higher than Zihansha.
Zhang Ruochen's face became solemn, and he immediately gathered his true energy, concentrated it on the middle finger of his left hand, and shot out a sword wave.
"Zhongchongmai Sword Wave."
"call out!"
The middle finger of his left hand burned like a flame, and a red sword energy flew out, bursting out with powerful force and attacking like a path of fire.
The fire path was as thick as the mouth of a bowl, like a sword-qi fire python.
"Bang!"
When the blade of grass encountered the sword wave, it immediately burned and turned into ashes.
The scorching sword energy spread towards Lu Fantian's arm.
Lu Fantian let out a light sigh, immediately mobilized his true energy and injected it into a silver bracelet on his wrist.
Wisps of inscriptions appeared on the surface of the bracelet.
"Wow!"
From the bracelet, pieces of armor the size of fingernails popped out, extending toward the arms and fingertips.
After a breath, Lu Fantian's arm was completely wrapped in silver armor, forming an arm guard to resist the attack of the sword wave.
"Bang!"
Although the silver arm guard resisted the attack of the sword energy, Lu Fantian was still knocked backwards by the powerful impact.
However, because of his strong cultivation, he just released the body-protecting Tiangang, and instantly stabilized his figure, falling to the ground lightly without looking embarrassed at all.
"Brother, you are too inferior. Didn't you claim that you can be ranked among the top ten in the Eastern Region? Didn't you claim that you are the 'earth-shaking little overlord'? How come a warrior can just appear and defeat you?"
Lu Xuan put her hands on her hips, shook her head and sighed, feeling very disappointed.
"What do you know?"
Lu Fantian glared at Lu Xuan and said with some displeasure: "What he used was the 'Ten Meridian Sword Wave' of Tai Chi Tao, and the ten meridians have been fully developed, which is comparable to a low-level ghost-level martial arts. I just used a piece of grass."
Ye, of course, is slightly inferior."
"What? Low-grade ghost-level martial arts?"
Lu Xuan stared at Zhang Ruochen, with a curious expression on her face, and her eyes completely lit up, as if she was looking at a rare animal.
Even some masters in the Fish and Dragon Realm have not been able to develop a ghost-level martial skill.
A warrior in the Tianji realm has succeeded in cultivation.
How can it not be surprising?
After seeing Zhang Ruochen's strength, Lu Fantian put away his contempt and said solemnly: "Are you a student of Wucheng Academy or a disciple of Tai Chi Tao?"
With Zhang Ruochen's strength, the younger generation in the Eastern Region is definitely at the top level.
Such a proud man must have a very high status whether in Wushi Academy or in Tai Chi. He is by no means an ordinary person.
Zhang Ruochen said: "It's the same sentence, I just want to meet Master Lu."
Lu Xuan's impression of Zhang Ruochen also changed somewhat, and she said, "Hey! Why do you have to see your ancestor?"
Being able to repel her usually coaxing brother, he was definitely not an ordinary person, so Lu Xuan took the initiative to ask Zhang Ruochen and gave Zhang Ruochen a chance to speak.
Only strength can gain respect.
It is naturally impossible for Zhang Ruochen to reveal his true identity, and if he did, they probably would not understand the relationship between the Holy Sword Holy Land and the Zhang family.
So, Zhang Ruochen pulled out Shen Yuan's ancient sword, put it flat in his hand, and said, "I have a broken sword, and I hope to ask Master Lu to help repair it."
"Hey! I thought it was a big deal, but it turns out it's just sword repair."
Lu Xuan clapped her hands and boasted: "Our Lu family is a family of weapon refiners. The Holy Land of Divine Sword is also a holy land of weapon refiners. I am not bragging. Everyone in our Holy Land of Divine Sword is a master of weapon refiners.
It's just a simple matter of repairing a sword, I will help you with this."
With that said, Lu Xuan stretched out a small snow-white hand and took the broken sword from Zhang Ruochen's hand.
With the reputation of the Holy Land of Divine Sword, it was naturally impossible to snatch other people's swords. Zhang Ruochen naturally did not have any worries and directly handed over Shen Yuan's ancient sword to her.
As the saying goes, "As soon as an expert makes a move, he will know if there is any." Lu Xuan is indeed a descendant of the Holy Land of Divine Sword, but as soon as she took over Shen Yuan's ancient sword, she immediately put away her smile and her face changed.
"This...how is this possible..."
She quickly held Shen Yuan's ancient sword with both hands and observed it carefully. The more she looked, the more shocked she became, with an incredible look in her eyes.
"Girl, I wonder if you can repair this sword?" Zhang Ruochen said.
Lu Fantian is quite confident in his sister's weapon refining skills. Although Lu Xuan is only sixteen years old, she is the number one spiritual genius in the Holy Sword Holy Land for thousands of years. Her spiritual power has reached the thirty-eighth level and has become a fifth-level talent.
Weapon Refiner.
The sixteen-year-old fifth-grade weapon refiner would definitely make those weapon refiners in Tianmoling hit the wall with shame.
Lu Fantian glanced at Lu Xuan and saw that she was still observing the broken sword. He was suddenly a little confused and asked: "Can you do it? Isn't it just a broken sword? I don't need to observe it for so long?"
"What do you know?"
Lu Xuan raised her head, glared at Lu Fantian, exposed two small tiger teeth, and said: "This broken sword is made of the Divine Iron of Creation. Do you know the Divine Iron of Creation? "Book of Instruments" records
, in the entire Kunlun world, only Queen Chi Yao obtained a piece eight hundred years ago and forged it into a bloody sword that swept across the world and was unrivaled."
Hearing this, not only Lu Fantian was suddenly shocked, but even Zhang Ruochen was shocked.?? (Recommended "The Ancient Mad God" by Jiujin Tianchen: In the Soul Continent, there are thousands of races, and Ye Ye, who came from the Age of Ending Law,
Yun, integrated into the jade butterfly of good fortune, possessed a fool, and started the counterattack.)