Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 814 Xie Lingzang

Those drinkers admired not only Jiang Mo's courage, but also Jiang Mo's strength. The moment Qin Zhan released his momentum just now, the white-haired young man didn't move at all, which is enough to show his strength .

Jiang Mo sat in front of the window, quietly sipping a cup of fragrant tea, then slowly got up, and walked out of Mingyue Restaurant under the awe-inspiring eyes of those drinkers.

There is a very famous Sword Dao Holy Land in Central Region. Almost everyone in Central Region knows about it. It is said that even the rulers in Central Region treat this Sword Dao Holy Land with courtesy.

This holy land of swordsmanship is called the Jing Family Sword Tomb!

According to legend, on this continent, there are many sword cultivators who come here admiringly. They went to the Jing Family Sword Tomb to challenge, but most of them were defeated. All living beings are sword slaves of the Jing family.

No one knows how strong the Jing Family Sword Tomb is. Anyway, those sword cultivators who are famous in the Tianwu Continent go away one by one, hoping to use the name of the Jing Family Sword Tomb to rise to the top, but the result is Almost all sword cultivators stayed there and became sword slaves who could not take half a step in their lives.

Jiang Mo heard that the swordsmen in the Jing Family Sword Tomb would be famous in the mainland if they were not born.

Besides, what concerned Jiang Mo the most was the Jing family's sword forging technique. Many famous swords in the world were forged by the sword masters in the Jing family's sword mound.

The reason why Jiang Mo found the Jing Family Sword Tomb was simply to restore his ancient sword of Heavenly Punishment.

It's just that the sword masters in the Jing family's sword mound all seem to have eccentric tempers. Only those sword masters in the Jing family's sword mound can challenge and win the chance to get these sword masters to make swords.

Although Jiang Mo was very confident in his own strength, if he was to fight against those withered swordsmen who used their swords as their companions all day long, he would inevitably feel a little lost.

Those withered swordsmen are different from ordinary monks. What they use swords is not fancy, but real killing skills.

During the massive invasion of the barbarians in the Middle Ages, the Jing Family Sword Tomb dispatched nine powerful swordsmen. At that time, it seemed that some kind of ancient sword formation was activated, directly resisting the barbarians outside the territory, and they could not enter!
It can be seen from this that the Jing Family Sword Tomb has a profound heritage.

Moreover, the rules set by the Jing Family Sword Tomb are such that ordinary people dare not challenge them at all. Once they fail, they must stay in the Sword Tomb for the rest of their lives as a sword slave of the Jing family.

At that time, after someone failed, it wasn't that they didn't think about disobeying the rules of the Jing family. After taking over the person who violated the contract, the body was hung up the next day. Since then, few people have dared to disobey the rules.

"No matter how strange the rules of the Jing Family Sword Tomb are, I have to give it a try." Jiang Mo clenched his fists lightly and said firmly.

In this world, there are many things that are unknown, if they all retreat in spite of the difficulties, then this world will be much less wonderful.

After making up his mind, Jiang Mo went to the place where the sword mound of the Jing family was. The sword mound was built on a barren hill, and the place was shrouded in gray clouds all the year round. Open the thick dark clouds, so that the sun shines in.

Jiang Mo came to the foot of the Jing Family Sword Tomb, looking at the peak with sword-like spirit, he couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

"How many years of accumulation has it taken to achieve such a grand occasion!"

After feeling a lot of emotion, Jiang Mo went up the stairs, along the steps, and walked up to the sword mound step by step.

"who are you?"

When Jiang Mo was halfway up the mountain, a sword servant stopped Jiang Mo's way.

"Go up the mountain to find a famous sword master and repair a sword for me." Jiang Mo said bluntly.

"If you want to enter the sword mound, you must challenge a dry swordsman of comparable level. If you can win, you will be able to find a famous swordsman to repair the sword for you." said the sword attendant.Then, he added another sentence, "If you fail, you must keep your sword and be my sword slave of the Jing family for the rest of your life!"

Jiang Mo was clearly prepared, and after nodding, he asked, "Can you arrange a dry swordsman for me now, I want to challenge him."

Jiang Mo's current cultivation, in the eyes of outsiders, is only a four-star martial master, but if he really wants to fight, he can kill an ordinary six-star martial master with confidence.

After all, those hidden hole cards are not something that ordinary monks can have.

Now it was the sword servant's turn to be surprised. Judging from the expression of the white-haired young man in front of him, he had a sharp gaze like a falcon, and his face was resolute. It was obvious that he was not a weak monk.

"Since you want to challenge, then I will arrange it for me now, but you have to be mentally prepared." After explaining, the sword servant entered the sword mound.

The rules of the Jing family's sword mound are not unreasonable. Jiang Mo only needs to challenge dry swordsmen of the same level. It would be very unreasonable to fight at a higher level.

About half an hour later, the sword servant came back, and he took Jiang Mo into the sword mound. Jiang Mo had never seen such a place before. There were swords everywhere, including ordinary iron swords. There are also very famous spirit swords, without exception, they are all inserted diagonally into a pool of swords.

When Jiang Mo passed there, he could feel that these famous swords of the past still released extremely powerful sword energy, causing the surrounding space to present a slightly distorted feeling.

After sighing with emotion, under the leadership of the sword servant, Jiang Mo came to a bare mountain.

On the top of the mountain, there was a thin man in a gray robe, facing Jiang Mo and his hands behind his back.

"This person's name is Xie Lingzang. When he was defeated by my Jing Family Sword Tomb, he was at the level of a one-star warrior. Now ten years have passed, and he has reached the level of a four-star warrior, which is exactly in line with your strength." The sword servant slowly introduced that in the previous inquiry, he already knew Jiang Mo's martial arts skills, so he arranged for Xie Lingzang to come.

It took Xie Lingzang ten years to break through from a one-star Martial Master to a four-star Martial Master. It seemed very slow, but in fact, his cultivation speed was already very fast. After all, not everyone is like Jiang Mo. Possesses rare and precious cultivation resources, as well as his insights on the journey of martial arts in his previous life.

"Are you ready?"

The indifferent voice without the slightest emotion came from the top of the mountain, like a gust of cold wind blowing, chilling the tip of one's nose.

Not only Xie Lingzang, but all the dry swordsmen in the sword mound have this virtue.

"Please advise."

Jiang Mo didn't talk too much nonsense, and the Ancient Heavenly Punishment Sword flew out, slashing straight at Xie Lingzang with a tricky arc.

Seeing this situation, Xie Lingzang turned around slowly, and saw him reach out and grab the blade of grass beside him, and then the soft blade of grass became as hard as fine iron in an instant.

Xie Lingzang flicked it with his fingers, and the blades of grass joined together, as if turning into a sharp sword.

(End of this chapter)