Sword Forging City,
In the sword-making palace,
In front of the lava pool.
A group of important figures in the Sword Forging City were gathered around.
Wang Ming looked calmly as he stared at the weapons forged in the lava pool.
The scorching temperature in the Sword Forging Palace has little effect on those who are successful in cultivation.
No one will feel unbearably hot.
Wang Ming asked: "How is the weapon?"
The Sword Lord looked respectful and said: "Alliance Leader! Because the Lingshuang Sword is integrated into the weapon you are forging, it has changed."
Jian Xiongxiang explained carefully: "Master's weapon was forged very smoothly. The seventh level of brilliance that was originally needed is no longer needed."
Wang Ming turned around and asked, "How long will it take for it to be successfully baked?"
Sword Master said cautiously: "I'm afraid it will take another ten years!"
Wang Ming sighed after hearing this: "If I have to wait ten years, I probably won't be able to use it this time."
Neither Jian Zun nor Jian Xiong spoke.
This sword refining was their task, but the progress was too slow, which obviously made their boss unhappy.
Naturally, he has to pretend to be dead and reduce his sense of existence.
Ren Qianxing said: "Dad! The day when Yinghuo guards his heart is approaching."
Wang Ming nodded and said, "Yes! The day when Yinghuo guards his heart is coming."
Lian Chixue hesitated for a moment and said, "Yinghuo Shouxin has arrived. Does Master really have to go to the appointment?"
Wang Ming's eyes moved slowly, and finally landed on Lian Chixue's face, and he said lightly: "Did you find out any terrible news?"
After hearing this, Lian Chixue still hesitated for a moment and said, "My disciple found out that the old man sweeping the floor in the chess saint's former residence may...maybe...maybe not from our era."
Bai Yuer asked doubtfully: "What do you mean you are not from our era?"
Lian Chixue replied: "As long as you live in this world, you will leave traces. But this old man left no traces at all."
Ren Qianxing said: "It's not because you didn't try hard to investigate, right? You say this to escape responsibility."
Lian Chixue snorted coldly and did not answer his words.
She was in a fight with the boss's own son. She would lose face if she lost, and winning would be even worse than losing. She was not stupid.
Lian Chixue continued: "The old man didn't find any information in the past fifty years. So I set my goal to the era a hundred years ago to investigate."
Wang Ming suddenly became energetic and asked, "How's it going?"
Lian Chixue said: "There is still no result."
Wang Ming "...!"
Lian Chixue said: "Later I found something in the library of Sword Forging City."
After speaking, Liang Chixue took out a scroll and slowly unfolded it in front of everyone.
Wang Ming glanced away at the withered and rustic scroll.
This picture is full of the vicissitudes of time.
Wang Ming looked at the scroll intently.
"That's him! That's him! That's why he gave birth to his father in the Supreme Alliance..." Ren Qianxing swallowed the next words.
Jian Zun and Jian Xiong also approached the scroll and looked at it.
Wang Ming smelled it: "This is something from your sword-making city. Do you know it?"
Jianxiong shook his head and said: "I don't know! There are many things in the library, and we can't check them all."
Sword Forging City is not the Supreme Alliance.
Sword Forging City is a force that has been passed down for many generations.
Sword Forging City has a strong foundation, but Sword Forging City has always been pursuing the Lingshuang Sword.
so,
People in the world will underestimate the strength of Sword Forging City.
The sword master suddenly said: "I know this painting."
In an instant, everyone turned their attention to the Sword Master.
After the sword master pondered for a moment, he said with a look of reminiscence on his face: "I remember that when I was only seven or eight years old, my grandfather accidentally mentioned this painting to Wu."
"What?"
Ren Qianxing was shocked.
Sword Master’s grandfather!
This one is not simple anymore.
"Grandpa told me that the person in this painting is the chess saint and sword ancestor."
"What!"
Gu "Chess Saint Sword Ancestor!"
Sword Master glanced at his fussing daughter Jian Xiong speechlessly and continued: "The disciple of Chess Saint Sword Ancestor."
"The disciple of Chess Saint Sword Ancestor?"
Lian Chixue was also shocked at this time, not just shocked.
There was also a strong sense of horror in my heart.
The founder of Chess Sword was a figure five hundred years ago.
So,
The apprentice of the Chess Saint Sword Ancestor is also an apprentice for five hundred years.
if,
This portrait is really the disciple of Chess Saint Sword Ancestor.
that is,
So the old man is more than five hundred years old.
"No! No...it can't be possible! The Chess Sword Master was a figure from five hundred years ago." Bai Yu'er said in disbelief.
Ren Qianxing also echoed: "Yes! There is no one in this world who can live for five hundred years."
The Sword Master also nodded in the same way and said: "That's right! Immortality is nothing but an illusion. It's probably just a resemblance to the apprentice of the Chess Saint Sword Ancestor.
Wang Ming suddenly shook his head and said: "This is really the disciple of the chess saint sword ancestor."
other people,
perhaps!
Will be suspicious, but Wang Ming will not.
Immortality!
Not that easy.
But there are many ways to survive for hundreds of years.
Wang Ming himself has several skills that can prolong life.
In this world, there are many ways to make people immortal.
For example: Nine Dragon Stone, Lingshuang Sword, Immortal Art.
The most important thing is...
The old man's strength was abnormal.
Wang Ming absorbed more than a hundred vital energy from the Evil Emperor's relics that he had endured in the "World of Legend of Two Dragons of the Tang Dynasty".
After exiting the level, kill Helianba instantly.
Wang Ming's strength was absolutely unrivaled at the time.
But this old man was actually able to defeat Wang Ming.
It shows that his martial arts is very profound.
and!
Wang Ming deeply felt that the old man's strength was not fully utilized.
Otherwise, Wang Ming would be defeated even more completely.
Bai Yu'er was shocked: "If he is really a person from five hundred years ago, wouldn't we definitely lose?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone couldn't help but feel a layer of gloom in their hearts.
Wang Ming's voice sounded: "Don't panic! Even if he has five hundred years of skill, there is nothing to fear."
Everyone's confidence was not ignited by Wang Ming's words, and they still fell into panic.
"Five hundred years!"
"A five-hundred-year-old monster."
"Yes! How can we defeat monsters?"
Wang Ming shouted with an ugly expression: "Why are you panicking? Even if he has five hundred years of skill, he can only use it for one or two years."
Ren Qianxing asked with a puzzled expression: "One or two hundred years?"
Wang Mingdao: "There may be something wrong with his method of immortality and it is not perfect. Although the other person is not dead, his body is getting older."
Lian Chixue said: "Master, are you saying that the old man's body cannot withstand the explosion of all his skills?"
Wang Ming nodded and said: "Yes, his body has long been decayed. If we attack with all our strength, the price will be very high for him."
The sword master said to himself: "Even if it is not five hundred years, no one can resist it in one or two hundred years!"
His soliloquy was heard by everyone.
The mood dropped again.
Wang Mingdao: "With one or two hundred years of skill, it is easy to catch up."
