"Go God, please rest assured. During the time you are away from Tianjian Sect, if there is any thief who dares to cause trouble in our Tianjian Sect, I will definitely let him never come back!" "In that case, thank you, Mr. Bai." This is Lu The last conversation Mo heard before stepping into the Sword Tomb was precisely because of this conversation that made Lu Mo understand why the head of Yu Shen would let him come to the Sword Tomb to choose weapons. "I'm afraid that the head of the Royal God doesn't think that I can obtain the divine weapon within three days. Is it true that Bai Lao is deceived to guard the Tianjian Sect in my name?" Lu Mo was lifted up by the guard formation of the sword tomb and flew into it lightly. At the time, I couldn't help but say with infinite contempt in my heart. It’s just that Lu Mo has really wronged Master Yushen. Although Master Yushen came to Sword Tomb this time to seek help from the white-robed old man to guard Tianjian Sect, sincerely, Master Yushen does not think that Lu Mo Will return empty-handed within three days. Based on the Master Yushen’s understanding of Lu Mo, since Lu Mo dares to agree to Mr. Ji’s words, then Lu Mo must have a perfect plan, at least the ability to save his life. Doing this himself is just the icing on the cake. Of course, the head of Yushen also thinks that Lu Mo cannot be treated with common sense. Although three years is too short, is it possible that Lu Mo can create miracles in these three days? The sky is filled with yellow sand and the wind is blowing with residual clouds! When Lu Mo set foot on a vast desert, looking at the clouds rolling in the sky and the weapons scattered in the yellow sand, he seemed to hear the cry from ancient times. "Every sword here comes from the bloody battles of our Tianjian Sect through generations of men. Each sword has its own tragic story." When Lu Mo scanned the surroundings with his spiritual consciousness, the white robe The old man's figure faintly appeared in front of Lu Mo. "Old Bai, why are all the weapons I see made of mortal iron?" Lu Mo cooperated with his spiritual sense to look far into the distance. Although he could see many long swords with shining cold light scattered within a hundred miles, almost all of them were forged. Although the mortal iron used in the physical realm can be obtained by Lu Mo, this is obviously not the result Lu Mo expected. Lu Mo had never thought about being able to obtain legendary swords such as Zhu Xian, Destroy Immortal and Jue Immortal in three days, but in Lu Mo's opinion, he should at least get a sword that was not inferior to Dayan. A long sword of the Excalibur level, right? "The reason why our Tianjian Sect has been able to sit firmly in the top ten sects for tens of thousands of years is that, in addition to outer disciples like you competing for the top ten sects, it is also because of the countless outer disciples who are bleeding on the front line. After fighting and fighting desperately, the long swords they lost after their death are naturally worthy of entering the Sword Sect for future generations to worship." The old man in white robe smiled lightly when he heard this, looking at the vicissitudes of life, and said in an extremely proud tone. As soon as these words came out, Lu Mo was immediately moved. With a wave of his sleeves, three sticks of long incense appeared in Lu Mo's hand. "This incense does not respect heaven and earth, nor does it worship ghosts and gods. I, Lu Mo, only burn it today to be listed as an ancestor of the Tianjian Sect." Lu Mo put three sticks of long incense on the ground and said solemnly. Boom—— As the incense burned and Lu Mo's words settled, Lu Mo felt that people in a hundred miles radius began to tremble violently, and the long swords continued to tremble, as if every long sword wanted to fall into In Lu Mo's hands, he was ashamed that his rank was too low to be worthy of Lu Mo. "Thousands of swords ringing in unison?" The old man in white robe who had been standing tall like a mountain with his hands behind his back was immediately moved when he saw this shocking scene, and he looked at Lu Mo formally for the first time. The old man in white robe has the highest ranking in Tianjian Sect and is even above the master of the gods. He is a great monk who has seen through the realm of life and death. During the long years of guarding the sword tomb, the old man in white robe has seen too many talented monks. . Every disciple of the Tianjian Sect has one opportunity to enter the Sword Tomb to choose weapons when he first advances to the Spiritual Sea Realm, and there is only one chance. Moreover, not every monk who has just advanced to the Spiritual Sea Realm can go to the Sword Tomb. Come and choose weapons. Only those disciples of Tianjian Sect who have made outstanding contributions to Tianjian Sect, or are extremely talented and have no problems with their character can enter the Sword Tomb. But in the impression of the white-robed old man, among those disciples who were many times more powerful than Lu Mo in terms of cultivation and talent, none of them could cause thousands of swords to roar in unison. When he was buried in the grave, it only caused Bai Jian to tremble. But today, Lu Mo, a little monk whose cultivation level is no more than Baoyuan Realm and whose talent is no more than average, can lead the Tianjian Sect to enter the sword tomb to select weapons, a feat that none of the previous monks have accomplished. How can this make the old man in white robes unable to do it? Do you think highly of Lu Mo? "In the ancient records of our Heavenly Sword Sect, only the peerless strongman who revived my declining Heavenly Sword Sect thirty thousand years ago to its glory can cause thousands of swords to roar in unison. Could it be that another immortal sword is born this time?" 1At this point, the face of the old man in white robe suddenly became extremely flushed, and his eyes looking at Lu Mo were full of expectation. Although the old man in white robe who gave him the gift clearly understood that Lu Mo would never gain anything even if he encountered the fairy sword, the old man in white robe was still looking forward to it. Although today's Tianjian Sect is still ranked among the top ten sects, it seems to be infinitely prosperous. Outside, there are powerful people such as the master of the gods and fighting demons, and there are some like the old man in white robes who dare to guard Tianjian Sect silently and secretly. A great monk who had a glimpse of the realm of life and death, but the white-robed old man knew very well that if the current trend continues, it is inevitable that the Tianjian Sect will decline again. "If this boy can really capture the Immortal Sword, I am afraid that our Tianjian Sect can regain its glory thirty thousand years ago." When the old man in white robe thought of this, he looked at Lu Mo with a hint of appreciation. After pondering for a moment, the old man in white robe smiled slightly. He smiled and said: "Lu Mo, although the sword tomb is vast and majestic, finding high-grade weapons is not without knocking on the door. As long as you don't regard these swords as weapons, but as loyal souls, then you may be able to find unexpected things. Harvest, remember you only have three days." After saying this, the old man in white robe seemed to feel that he had said something that Lu Mo should not know, and the figure slowly disappeared in front of Lu Mo. "Don't treat the swords in the Sword Tomb as swords, but treat them as loyal souls." The words of the old man in white robe hit Lu Mo's heart like a heavy hammer, and suddenly something in Lu Mo's heart had been touched, but Things that I have been unable to understand for a long time are revealed. "So that's it. When I lit the incense, I didn't look down on them because they were ordinary irons. Instead, I regarded each long sword as a sage from all generations who dedicated their lives to our Heavenly Sword Sect. I did it unintentionally. Finally, the spectacle of thousands of swords ringing in unison was achieved." With this in mind, Lu Mo stepped forward, saluting every sword passing by from the bottom of his heart. Every time he got close to a long sword, Lu Mo could feel the vicissitudes of life coming from these long swords, the thickness, and the chill that permeated the air from ancient times. "One general's success is not only the cause of an emperor, but also the success of a sect that has lasted for tens of thousands of years." Lu Mo felt as he walked, and seemed to have forgotten to come to the Sword Tomb several times. The purpose is general. A day passed in the blink of an eye. With Lu Mo's cultivation at the ninth level of the Yuan Realm, he finally walked a full eight hundred miles and understood the artistic conception contained in almost all mortal iron weapons. On the second day, when Lu Mo stepped into the center of the desert, he suddenly felt that the aura of heaven and earth around him became extremely violent. Every time a strong wind fell on him, he felt as if he had been scraped by a blade. "If I'm not wrong, the deeper you go into the desert, the higher the grade of the weapons will be, and the more violent the spiritual energy of heaven and earth will be." At this moment, Lu Mo had to rejoice at how lucky he was to practice the Immortal Body Training. Without the powerful physical body brought to Lu Mo by the Immortal Body Forging Chapter, it would have been impossible for Lu Mo to walk so far in such a violent aura of heaven and earth. What Lu Mo didn't know was that the depths where he was at the moment were completely inaccessible to even those monks in the late stages of the Spiritual Sea Realm, but he, a monk who was only at the ninth level of the Baoyuan Realm, was still walking forward. "How could he go so far!" Not long after Lu Mo entered the depths of the desert, the figure of the old man in white robe suddenly appeared between heaven and earth. Looking at Lu Mo who was about to disappear at the end of the horizon, his old eyes burst out with brilliance. of light. Even with the ability of the old man in white robe, he can only reach his current position. If he goes further, it is impossible for a monk who is more powerful than the old man in white robe. "According to the ancient records of our Heavenly Sword Sect, only monks who have penetrated the realm of life and death can choose weapons in the Sword Tomb, and the lower the cultivation level, the greater the chance of obtaining divine weapons. We can ask the monks who have cultivation level to resist the spiritual sea realm. , whether it can withstand the desert storm is a question, let alone looking for a sword. This Lu Mo, I wonder if he can perform a miracle." The old man in white robe looked excited, understanding that Lu Mo's chance of obtaining the divine sword is probably higher than that of those holding Yuan. Although he was still a powerful person in this realm, the old man in white robe still felt worried about Lu Mo. The grades of weapons in the depths of the desert are indeed getting higher and higher. But according to the experience of the old man in white robes, the more likely a monk is to enter the depths of the desert, the more likely he is that the innermost weapons must be better than what he sees. idea. This is actually the greed of the monks. When you want to see better weapons and go deeper inside, you suddenly find that you can't walk or go back. By that time, these monks will either be rescued by the white-robed old man using special means and waste the opportunity to enter the sword tomb to choose a sword, or they will completely perish between heaven and earth. "Not good!" Suddenly, the old man in white robe counted his fingers and felt that Lu Mo had disappeared behind him.Within the sensing range, the face of the old man in white robe could not help but become extremely ugly. "Lu Mo unexpectedly entered the Immortal Sword Realm. According to the ancient records of our Heavenly Sword Sect, any monk who enters the Immortal Sword Realm will never be able to come out unless he obtains a weapon. That is a place that even monks who have penetrated the realm of life and death cannot enter. Why would Lu Mo get into it!" Thinking of this, the old man in white robe understood that he could not save Lu Mo even with his own abilities, and his expression became extremely ugly.