However, the most important thing for Luo Zheng at this time was not to consider future problems, but the Jingyuan Sword Talisman that the two Supreme Elders of the Nanhai Sword Sect had penetrated into his body.
He knew in his heart that the Jingyuan Sword Talisman must not be that simple.
But in the past month or so, Luo Zheng has tried many methods, but he still can't find the sword talisman.
This matter was hanging in his mind, making him have a lot of worries.
"It seems we can only take one step at a time."
Luo Zheng thought about it for a long time, but he didn't have any countermeasures, so he could only decide like this.
In the sky, the clouds were dense, thick, and dark, and it seemed like a heavy rain was going to fall at any time.
However, the situation at sea changes very quickly, and the Nanhai Sword Sect has a large formation that cannot be blown through by the sea wind or wet by the rain, so no one cares.
The sky was light and dark, and the bright moon in the night was shrouded in dark clouds.
Outside the Nanhai Sword Sect, there are many magnificent buildings, all brightly lit, like daylight.
Luo Zheng left the small courtyard quietly and entered the deserted forest. His figure and facial features changed rapidly.
After a moment, his face completely transformed into the appearance of Thunder Sword, and almost even his figure was exactly the same.
"This method of refining blood and transforming nerves is really mysterious. It's a pity that I don't have time to practice it. Otherwise, the power will probably not be weaker than the top-grade techniques on the ground level."
After getting the blood-refining nerves from Xuemu, Luo Zheng only practiced one of the techniques to change his appearance. He could already feel that this technique of the blood demon clan was indeed no small matter.
Moreover, after all, it is a technique of the Blood Demon Clan, so Luo Zheng was also worried that there would be some hidden dangers.
After changing his appearance, he took out a set of clothes that he found in Lei Jian's Qiankun Ring. After putting them on, he became a living Lei Jian elder.
Unless he is someone close to Lei Jian, or his skills are revealed in battle, he will not be able to recognize him at all.
"The Yijin Evil Killing Formation is the protective formation of the Cheng Nanhai Sword Sect. The center of the formation is located. It is extremely well-defended. I'm afraid there are still strong people sitting in. If you want to enter it, you will definitely not be able to use force. It will happen that Lei Jian will die.
No one noticed it in the end, so I mistakenly used this identity to see if I could sneak in."
Luo Zheng murmured something, and his figure flashed towards a valley in the back mountain of the sect.
"Elder Thunder Sword!"
As soon as they arrived at the entrance of the valley, the two disciples on duty came forward and saluted.
"Um."
Luo Zheng glanced at the two of them lightly, nodded slightly, and walked directly into the valley.
"Elder Lei Jian has not been here for so long, but he is finally here this time. Master must be very happy this time. Let's pass the message to Master quickly, and we will be rewarded greatly by then!"
The two disciples looked at each other and hurriedly took out the teleportation talisman.
This valley, in addition to being the center of the Yijin Evil-Destroying Sword Formation, is also the location of the formation hall of the Nanhai Sword Sect.
According to the information Luo Zheng heard, the master of the Formation Hall is a woman, and her cultivation seems to be not weak.
Entering the valley, you can see a lot of buildings dotted in the valley, but these buildings are very strange and change their orientation from time to time, making people confused.
Luo Zheng's face was slightly surprised, "Sure enough, it is the territory of the Formation Hall, and it has actually set up a tracking array. If it is an ordinary person, it is not that easy to find the center of the formation and destroy the center of the formation."
He carefully looked at the formation in front of him, but he didn't think there was anything profound about it.
The Lost Tracing Formation in this valley is about the level of a fifth-level human being, so it is naturally difficult for Luo Zheng.
"Junior Brother Lei!"
Just as Luo Zheng was about to walk into the formation, a seductive voice came over.
He turned around and saw a woman with scantily clad clothes and a voluptuous figure walking out of the missing formation.
To be precise, this is an old woman. Although she has a good figure, she is a bit too old. She looks about forty years old, but her actual age is estimated to be over one hundred and eighty years old.
People who practice martial arts, especially those at the ninth level of Tianyuan, have their bodies nourished by vitality, and their flesh and blood are full of vitality.
Many warriors in their 70s and 80s, with good looks, look like they are only in their thirties.
And this woman, who has a cultivation level of Yuanjing Realm, looks so old. It is obvious that her Qi and blood have been exhausted, and her vitality cannot nourish her body, so she looks old.
"There are actually other strong men in the Founding Realm among the Nanhai Sword Sect. It seems that they are still worried about me. Fortunately, I borrowed the identity of Lei Jian this time. Otherwise, if I broke in rashly, I would be like
Trouble."
From the tone of the old woman's words, Luo Zheng knew that this woman must have a close relationship with Lei Jian. If he didn't deal with it properly, flaws might be revealed.
If a mature person like this is not careful, he will definitely be seen through, and he will be in big trouble.
Fortunately, the old woman called her Junior Brother, otherwise Luo Zheng wouldn't know how to respond, so he quickly smiled and said: "Senior Sister."
"Hmph, you haven't come to see her for more than half a year. Not only have you forgotten the way I taught you how to move the lost formation, but you've also forgotten her name?"
The old woman came closer and looked at Luo Zheng with a look of resentment.