Swordsman of the World

Chapter 187 Three Profound Sword Sect
Remarks: The chapter directory is wrong, but this is really chapter 236

Chapter 236 Three Profound Sword Sect

After leaving the half-day sea area, Yunmengluo showed the way, and the group went through the vortex of the water channel several times, and the journey was relatively smooth.

After the waterway at the back comes out, you will always encounter some mountains and plains, and then there will be some sword gates similar to the Bone Dao Palace, and some even have more. The strongest sword gate in the entire sword gate is only the Great Sword Master.

Even if Yang Dong crosses the river like a dragon, he naturally dare not underestimate him.

For a sword gate to exist for a long time, it must have its support.

On this day, a group of people passed through a mortal country on a continent.

Song Muqing looked at the mortal capital under the clouds, very happy and curious.

Everyone could see that she wanted to go down to play, but after a while, she rushed to a nearby place called Oath of Immortals Terrace, which was the only way for ordinary people in this place to get in touch with sword cultivators.

Behind the Oath to Immortal Terrace is a strong sword sect called Sanxuan Sword Sect. Its sword sect inherits a sect of Sanxuan swordsmanship, which is extremely powerful and is the best swordsmanship among the best.

Yun Mengluo suggested to rest there, it seems that the Wood Spirit Clan had some contact with that sword gate before.

And she doesn't seem to like staying in the mortal world very much, after all, she grew up among the wood spirit clan, so she is out of tune with the mortal world.

But Yang Dong doesn't care about her, the younger sister seems to want to go to the capital to play.

Yang Dong patted Lei Ying and asked him to stop on a hill outside the capital, and then recalled the spirit beast bag, he said: "According to the days, we have been driving for half a month, and it is time to rest. I used to be a sword cultivator in the mortal world, and I really want to experience life in the mortal world."

Yun Mengluo frowned in displeasure, it was too obvious that she was taking care of Song Muqing, she felt sour.

When everyone entered the capital, they found that all the people here spoke Wei Wenyu, and no one could speak it except Yang Dong, so Yang Dong was the only one who communicated.

After some inquiries, I learned that this place is called the Great Jin Dynasty, which is the capital of the Jin Dynasty.

Since it is the capital of a country, it is possible to meet a sword cultivator at the level of a great sword master.

Yang Dong is not afraid now, thinking back to Leizhou City in the Qin and Ming Dynasties, when he heard the name of the Great Sword Master, he felt a trembling feeling. He never thought that he would become a Great Sword Master a few years later.

He found a quiet and elegant inn, arranged for everyone, and took his sister out for shopping.

Zhao Long'er practiced behind closed doors, while Yun Mengluo watched Yang Dong and Song Muqing go out very unhappy.

She thought that Yang Dong was pursuing Song Muqing, and he did it in order to break away from the Wood Spirit Clan and take root in the Bone Dao Palace.Therefore, his heart was sour, and he felt that Yang Dong was going to leave the wood spirit clan, and he might not see him again in the future.

In her heart, she had already had feelings for Yang Dong, but she never expressed it.

But how did she know that what she knew was all lied to by Yang Dong.

In the market, the two attracted a lot of attention because they were wearing Jianmen costumes, and Song Muqing was so beautiful, she walked past, leaving behind a wisp of fragrance, which made the local hooligans on the roadside salivate.

But such a beautiful woman is holding Yang Dong's arm, pointing east and west, marveling at the rare things of the Great Jin Dynasty, and there are some strange clothes.

Yang Dong accompanied Song Muqing to buy some nice clothes and jewelry. Although they were all mundane items, Song Muqing was very happy. She liked whatever Yang Dong bought.

But the two brothers and sisters played happily, and soon attracted a few flies.

Not to mention Yang Dong, even Song Muqing realized that they were being followed.

"Brother, who is it? Dare to follow us, don't you know that we are sword cultivators?"

Yang Dong sneered: "Maybe he came to apprentice."

"Bah, have you ever seen someone so old come to apprentice?" Song Muqing gave him a blank look, feeling that Yang Dong was very serious.

There are three people following the two, all of them are older, and their breath is restrained, making it difficult to detect anything.

Yang Dong looked back at them, and after thinking about it, he said, "Maybe it's people from the imperial court in this mortal country. After all, we belong to foreign sword cultivators, so it's not unusual for them to be wary."

Song Muqing said coquettishly: "It's boring to be stared at, brother, can I let them carry my things?"

Yang Dong nodded. He knew that his sister's sword spirit was very good at bewitching and controlling people.

Song Muqing ran up and down in front of the three who were following them.

"Hey, you've been following me for a long time, maybe you like me?" Song Muqing didn't show any stage fright, she was full of confidence.

The three of them were so embarrassed that they were discovered. One of them bit the bullet and said: "The girl is beautiful, which man won't be tempted by it? We, we were obsessed with sex for a while, secretly watching the girl, forgive me, forgive me."

"If you like to watch it so much, then just click and watch it. This girl is not that kind of stingy person, uh-huh."

Song Muqing's words made these people stunned for a while, but soon they saw Song Muqing take out a sword, and she flicked her right thumb.

The dharma sword was unsheathed, and a special sword light flickered, as if a special light had been caught in the eyes of the three of them.

Yang Dong watched from the side, very surprised, the sister's illusory sword soul, the sword energy emanating from it, could be real or fake, even though he is a great sword master, his divine sense is very powerful, but he was also affected to a certain extent .

The three people following them were not as strong anymore, their eyes became hollow, staring straight at the magic sword in Song Muqing's hand.

Qiang, the magic sword was back in its sheath, Song Muqing triumphantly led the three attendants back, and said, "Brother, look, I also have three younger brothers."

Yang Dong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "First ask why they followed us."

"They think I'm pretty." Song Muqing curled her hair with her small hands in shock, and covered her face, feeling a little smug.

Yang Dong patted her on the head dotingly: "Okay, don't be serious."

"Hey." Song Muqing stuck out her tongue shyly, and asked, "I ask you, why did you follow us? Who ordered it? Or did you do it yourself?"

The three of them said in unison: "We are low-ranking guests of the imperial court. We found out that you are a stranger, so we were ordered to follow you."

The answer was just as Yang Dong thought, there was nothing special about it.

Song Muqing also felt very boring, and snorted: "In this case, follow up generously, promise, what are the interesting and beautiful things in this city, you must be familiar with them, take me there quickly."

"Yes."

The three of them were like loyal servants, leading them to tour the capital of the Great Jin Dynasty.

But at this time, in a certain majestic Taoist palace in the capital city, a crow landed. The crow spit out a talisman and flew away with flapping wings.

The talisman floated lightly into the Dao Palace. A middle-aged man was sitting on the futon in front of a stone statue.

He took the talisman paper lightly, and after reading the content in the talisman paper, his expression immediately became worried.

"The three spies are under control, tsk tsk, who are they? Is it a coincidence or the second elder's helper to come to Dajin at this critical moment?"

(End of this chapter)