Swordsman of the World

Chapter 125

Yang Dong took out the map and looked at the location of the Wood Spirit Clan, but the map provided by Mu Lingsha did not extend to the edge of the tribe. He only knew that if he got closer to the interior of the Wood Spirit Clan, he would encounter a lantern tree.

The lantern tree produces lantern grass, illuminating the entire underground world, and its body is a strange spiritual tree.

Yang Dong and Mo Xiaolang ran along this remote path to the Wood Spirit Tribe.

Soon he saw a stream of underground water, warm and steaming.

Ok?Yang Dong went deeper and deeper, and found a lot of strange spirit grasses, although they were relatively common, but they were scattered like weeds, and he secretly sighed that the wood spirit tribe is really a rich place.

It's no wonder that there are eight sword sects. This is not counting the people who have been in the Yunhai sect. This is really a big clan.

Soon, Yang Dong saw three or two members of the Muling tribe carrying medicine baskets, and Yang Dong's clothes were the same as theirs.

As he ran over, he shouted in Wen Chuan dialect: "Help, help, there is a sword sect coming in, hurry up, tell Elder Yunkong!"

Elder Yunkong is the foreign affairs elder of the Wood Spirit Clan, with the cultivation base of Jianzong.

Mo Xiaolang was taken aback, he didn't expect Yang Dong to do his homework so well, he didn't sneak in just because he meant to sneak in.

He also yelled: "The guarding sword masters are all dead, and the great sword master is also dead. Run, Jianzong has come in."

Mo Xiaolang also spoke Wenchuan dialect, which surprised Yang Dong very much. My dear, how can you know this language?
"You can also say it?" Yang Dong hurriedly asked, "Why didn't you tell me?"

Mo Xiaolang patted his chest proudly: "You didn't ask. Who is my father? One of the deacons of Wanbao Pavilion, he often goes to various places to collect the natural materials and treasures of Wanbao Pavilion branch. Not to mention proficient in more than [-] languages, Wenchuan dialect, hehe, one of my mother tongues."

Yang Dong touched the cold sweat, this Mo Xiaolang can be multilingual, it is also a rare advantage, I wonder if he can speak tadpole?
And what this kid said was smoother than himself.

Mo Xiaolang was still terrified by the three young medicine collectors, he rushed forward, touched the thigh of one of them, and cried out: "Brother, help, my buddy Yang Dong was killed, he is dead!" It's so miserable, he had his tendons and hamstrings broken, his little dick was cut up, his intestines were pulled out, and then wrapped around his neck and suffocated to death, woo woo woo...Yang Dong, you died so miserable .”

"..." Yang Dong was depressed, this bastard, he lied to others as soon as he lied, and he even wanted to bury himself, so your penis was cut off.

Mo Xiaolang spoke miserably, with a stern voice, and also spoke the internal language of the Wood Spirit Clan, and his clothes were correct, and there was blood on Yang Dong's right hand, which was obviously from a fight, which is an example.

Moreover, Yang Dong has the aura of Taiyi Divine Body, and he is one of his own. As for Mo Xiaolang, his cultivation level is too low, he is only a swordsman, and he is also young, which is also suitable for not practicing Taiyi Divine Body.

In a panic, the three young herbalists couldn't help but believe it.

The young man who was hugging his thigh immediately shouted: "Hurry up, Dalang, go back and inform the elders, hmph, a mere sword sect, how dare you come here to act wildly? Elder Yunkong will be able to deal with him."

After hearing this, Yang Dong met Mo Xiaolang's eyes and gave him a thumbs up. This kid has some skills.

In a short while, three majestic old men appeared in the Wood Spirit Clan, about five or sixty years old.

But the sword sect of the wood spirit clan can't measure his age by his appearance.

Generally, a talented swordsman will become a sword master at about 60 years old, and those who are slightly worse will be a hundred years old.

His appearance is already very old, just like that Leng Yetian, an old man who is dying.

However, the elders of the Sword Sect of the Wood Spirit Clan are quite young, and it is easy for people to misunderstand that their cultivation base is insufficient.

Just like Yang Dong, although he is already in his twenties, he has practiced "Taiyi Divine Physique" and has undergone a body tempering, and his appearance is only sixteen or seventeen. It is easy for people to misunderstand his strength.

"Who saw the Sword Sect invading?" Elder Yunkong stood in the middle and shouted, "How did the escape secret realm be discovered? Where are the guards?"

Yang Dong knew that this was Elder Yunkong, because Mu Lingsha said that he had a mole on his chin, and there was a hair growing on that mole.

Yang Dong immediately stepped forward, clasped his fists and bowed slightly formally.

This is also a necessary rule for Jianzong in the Wood Spirit Clan, otherwise it will be considered disrespectful, and Mo Xiaolang will follow suit.

Yang Dong immediately said: "Elder Yunkong, we were going to gather medicine at the edge, and suddenly we heard screams, and felt a sword sect-level aura, and I was bitten by a demon spirit, so I fled back in fright. , report immediately."

What he said was very simple, so as not to show flaws in Wen Chuanyan, who was not so fluent.

"Jianzong? Hmph, if you dare to offend my upper clan, you will die!" Yun Kong waved his sleeves, very disdainful.

He turned his head and said to an elder: "My dear brother, you activate the trapping fairy formation to prevent the other party from using the secret method to escape. You must keep it. I will go to the patriarch to pick up a Brahma tripod. The sword embryo of the sword sect is a good thing, you can't wasted."

"Okay, just listen to the elder brother's advice." The virtuous brother immediately set off with the other elder.

Yunkong glanced at Yang Dong and Mo Xiaolang, he asked Yang Dong strangely: "Why is your hair so short?"

Yang Dongcai found out that the people of the Muling tribe all salute and wear crowns, their hair grows to the back, which is more ancient, not as good as the customs of Yunhaizong.

"Puchi, hehe..." Mo Xiaolang couldn't help laughing, and explained: "Elder, that was a bet between me and him. He lost the bet, so I shaved his head."

Yun Kong nodded, waved his hand and said: "Well, forget it, you go back, don't spread the things here, you know?"

Phew, this explanation works too.

Yang Dong looked at Mo Xiaolang with a smile, and the latter puffed out his chest in embarrassment, saying, you know I'm good, little brother.

The two sword sects went to pester Leng Yetian, Yunkong went back to borrow a magic weapon, Yang Dong didn't know where to go, and the three young herbalists he met just now were discussing with each other whether they should join in the fun.

They didn't even feel a little nervous?

Is it because I am too confident in the elders, or because I am not deeply involved in the world, and the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers?
In the end, Yang Dong thought it was the latter!These people live underground all the year round, young lads don't know how terrifying Jianzong's murder is.

"Hey, do you want to go and have a look?" The three young boys suggested.

Yang Dong's heart moved, he pretended to be scared, and said: "It's not very good, Jianzong is very powerful."

"What are you afraid of? There are Elder Yunfan and Elder Tian Zinong. They are the two most powerful opponents. They will definitely trap that foreign sword sect." The three of them disagreed.

"Okay, let's join in the fun." Yang Dong was so scared that his legs trembled when he wanted to go to Mo Xiaolang, expressing his unwillingness.

But is he unwilling to be useful?He was forced to be dragged away by Yang Dong.

A group of five people came to the place of the tombstone. The place was in a mess, and many lantern plants were destroyed, making it seem that the light in the underground world was not so bright.

Six very special pillars of spiritual light formed a Liuhe trapped fairy array, and six mysterious energy sources impacted Leng Yetian who was trapped in it.

Leng Yetian was trapped in the formation and couldn't escape, but it was just a trapping formation and it didn't seem to have caused him any harm.

"Ha, look, the elder made a move and immediately caught that guy." The herb-gathering boy said proudly.

Yang Dong and Mo Xiaolang looked at each other from a distance, with a smile on their lips.

Mo Xiaolang boasted: "Yang Dong, you are amazing, you can use a knife to kill people, oh, and you can hide from the sky, haha, this old bastard, he arrested me for half a month, but he didn't give me good fruit to eat, hehe, this time Is he finished?"

"This old man is the elder of Tiandang Mountain Shocking Sword Sect, Leng Yetian! Fellow Daoist, this is a misunderstanding, please talk about it." After being trapped, Leng Yetian found that the other party also had a master of the sword sect, so he had to succumb.

Suddenly, Yang Dong shouted: "Elder, he killed all the guards, it's not a misunderstanding."

Leng Yetian was startled, and when he saw Yang Dong, his sharp eyes were full of murderous intent, and he said angrily, "You slipped through the net!!! I'll kill you."

boom!An extremely strong sword energy hit him in front of him, blocking his resistance.

Elder Yunfan disdainfully said: "Dare to break into my wood spirit clan territory, kill my clan members, and still be so arrogant, do you really think my wood spirit clan has no one? Die."

"Shocking swordsmanship!" Leng Yetian had to exert all his strength to resist, but his eyes were fixed on Yang Dong.

Yang Dong took a deep breath, enjoying the killing intent, and smiled evilly.This smile scared Mo Xiaolang almost to the point of peeing, it was so evil.

In a short while, all eight elders of the Wood Spirit Clan came!

After all, the secret path used by the Wood Spirit Clan to escape was invaded. This is not a trivial matter, and most of the other men and women in the clan were watching the fun.

Eight sword sects, against Leng Yetian and one sword sect, the result is self-evident.

Leng Yetian was forcibly drawn out of the sword embryo, robbed of his pocket, had his limbs broken, locked in a cage, chose a day to refine his soul, and tortured him about the secrets of the Shocking Sword Sect.

Yang Dong and Mo Xiaolang also followed the large army in a low-key manner and returned to the interior of the Wood Spirit Clan.

After walking for about half a stick of incense, Yang Dong saw the lantern tree, which was so tall and big that 15 people could hug it.

The black bark is a kind of hardwood, and every branch and leaf extends and wraps around the wall of the cave, and then hangs a lantern plant upside down, and the lantern plant will glow.

The work and rest of this tree also follows the sun outside. When the sky gets dark, the lantern tree will gradually become dim, but not completely dark.

Instead, it emits a soft light, like moonlight.

It allows people to vaguely see the road and walk in the underground world.

As they gradually deepened, a more extensive and a larger home of the underground race appeared in front of the two of them.

High bridges, underground water, sloping rock wall houses, and neat steps.

The flat floor tiles and the glittering golden elders look like a royal court from a foreign land.

I have to say that Yang Dong was an eye-opener. He is worthy of being a big family who has lived for thousands of years. The underground world he operates is so large and magnificent. Just looking at it is shocking, as if he has entered a foreign land.

At the same time, Yang Dong also found a lot of people wearing coarse clothes and chains on their hands and feet, looking at every member of the Muling tribe in fear.

What do these people do?slave?

(End of this chapter)