Chapter 669: What? Lost?

The incident involving the Kunlun sect's idiot seventh brother wasn't a big deal.

In the context of the previous demonic disaster in the West Sea, the disappearance of a sword cultivator in the divine realm was just a trivial matter.

In the battle to suppress the Sin Abyss, there were no less than fifty law enforcement officers at the Cultivation Realm who died in the Mingli Academy alone.

The number of evil cultivators who were caught up in the demonic tide and suffered casualties is too numerous to count. In addition, the two dragon palaces have been exterminated almost silently since the day of the West Sea Demonic Disaster until now.

This was helped by Jiang’s nuclear bombs, but more importantly, the Mingliyuan began to settle scores.

Those tough law enforcement men were really ruthless.

In recent days, the movement of divine talismans in various places in the West Sea has been shut down. The law enforcement army of the Mingli Yuan left the headquarters and rolled through the West Sea with the momentum of closing the door and beating the dog.

Except for some monsters taken in by the Cold Abyss Dragon Palace, all the monsters of the West Sea that had any connection with the Water-Bidding Palace were killed. The monsters of the Great Sun Palace were exiled to the vicinity of the Sin Abyss, and some of them were taken in by Madam Ba.

They will then be forced to work until death as prisoners to repair the seal.

All in all it's pretty scary.

After the demonic disaster, the majesty of the Immortal Alliance was re-established.

In short, the disappearance of the swordsman Sha Lao Qi is not a big deal. Except for the Kunlun Sect, basically no one cares about his life or death.

However, Lao Jiang was still somewhat surprised that this Heart-Slaying Sword Immortal came to him so directly.

In the stone pavilion under the main peak, he blinked and looked at the colorful fairy in front of him. The latter's makeup was somewhat seductive, and she should have some demon blood.

In his hand he held a strange green snake sword, which did not look like the swords used by ordinary sword practitioners, but with the perception of his soul, he could tell that the spiritual aura of this sword was unusually active.

It has already left the level of magic weapon and is transforming to the level of spiritual treasure. As expected of the world's number one sword sect, a messenger sent by them has such a magical item in his hands.

Lao Jiang rolled his eyes, coughed, and said:

"Well, since the fairy's eyes can see the remnants of sword energy, then I won't hide it. I did meet a handsome swordsman in white clothes in the West Sea, but his mind was a little muddled.

But I just exchanged sword skills with him for a while, and then left. As for where he went, I really don't know?"

"Just you?"

Zhu Yunong's eyes widened at Lao Jiang's words, and he said bluntly:

"You are a cultivator who has not yet entered the sword path practice, and you are still trying to learn sword path from my Seventh Junior Brother? Stop joking, Brother Jiang. If we really fight, I'm afraid you will be killed by my Seventh Junior Brother with one sword."

"Hey! You!"

Boss Jiang didn't like what he heard. He widened his eyes and said:

"Why are you so direct? No need to be subtle? Is there no one left in the Kunlun Sect? Why did they send someone like you who can't speak to be the messenger?"

"Oh, this is an old problem of mine. If I have offended you, please tolerate it."

The Sword Immortal Zhanxin knew that he had said the wrong thing again.

He awkwardly performed the sword cultivation etiquette to Lao Jiang, and explained helplessly:

"In fact, I was very good at talking when I was little. Everyone called me a little fox, and I lied without blinking an eye. But after I became a disciple of a master, I don't know what the master was thinking, but I insisted on learning this 'heart-cutting sword art'.

The most important of the seven swords is to question one's conscience.

I can see through the underworld and interrogate hidden secrets. Ordinary cultivators cannot keep any secrets from me. My power is amazing, but it also has a side effect, which is that I can no longer lie.

I didn’t mean to say those rude words, but I just couldn’t help it.”

“So amazing?”

Boss Jiang opened his eyes again today. He squinted and said:

"But this kind of magical skill should be paired with the practice of silent meditation."

"Oh, I don't want to learn."

Heart-Slaying Sword Immortal Zhu Yunong touched his cheek with a melancholy look on his face and said softly:

"If I learn it, I will become a taciturn person, which is not in line with the life of cultivation I want. Learning it makes me unhappy. Anyway, my sword art is to cultivate my mind, whether I am outside or in the sect.

To be honest, this is one of the few times I have come down the mountain to wander in the past five hundred years. If it weren't for the emergency, my brothers wouldn't have sent me here.

But precisely because of my heart-cutting sword technique, I can’t help but panic.

So it would be more sincere for me to talk to Brother Jiang."

At this point, the expression of the charming female swordsman in colorful clothes also became serious. She casually threw out three sword-shaped flying blades, and the three colors of gold, silver and bronze flowed like fish swimming in water, circling around her and Lao Jiang, supporting a secret sword move.

Block out prying eyes from all sides and cut off the ears of the wall.

Then he said in a deep voice:

"I told you the truth, Fellow Daoist Jiang, how that dandy Fang Qingyun died, and at whose hands, the eight elders of Kunlun Sect don't care at all.

We are not in the mood to pick a fight because it is a feud between the Fang family where the head of the sect is and the evil cultivators, and has nothing to do with the Kunlun sect. The reason why we sent Lao Qi to the West Sea is just to go through the motions and show the head of the sect that we are willing to do something.

I don't really mean to get to the bottom of this.

After all, fellow Taoists should know that for a sect to give birth to a devil like Fang Qingyun is simply unlucky.

Although the seventh brother was in a daze.

But he has always had very good luck and can always turn bad things into good fortune, so that's why he was sent.

But the West Sea Demon Tide came too suddenly, and the Seventh Elder received a letter back to the clan, but he disappeared on the way, which made us elders worried. We must find him.

He is the seventh elder of the sect and a recognized swordsmanship genius. Without him, the future of our sect will be bleak."

"Is that so?"

Old Jiang stroked his chin, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

After a few breaths, he suddenly asked:

"Do you have a Taoist partner, fairy? When was the last time you had sex with your Taoist partner?"

"!!!"

Zhu Yunong was stunned by this question.

Her hands were on the hilt of the snake sword, and she looked at Lao Jiang as if he was a piece of garbage.

"Don't draw your sword."

Boss Jiang waved his hand and said innocently:

“I was just testing whether what the fairy said about the Heart-Severing Sword not being able to lie was true… After all, this matter, as you know, is related to the ruthless sword art of Fang Lu, the head of your Kunlun sect.

It is said that once he comes out of retreat, he will become one of the most powerful swordsmen in the world, and a swordsman with the most astonishing destructive power.

I can’t help but take it seriously.”

"Then why are you asking this? I think you have bad intentions!"

Zhu Yunong scolded fiercely.

It's true that she can't lie, but she can choose not to answer.

"Wait a minute."

Lao Jiang made a pause gesture, and in front of Zhu Yunong, he took out the communication stone and asked Xiao Yaer from the Hongyan Society about the Heart-Slaying Sword Immortal Zhu Yunong.

Hongyan Club really sells everything.

Ten or so breaths later, news came back that gave a brief description of Zhu Yunong's life and confirmed that the Heart-Severing Sword Art was indeed one of the supreme sword arts passed down by the Bitter Sea Sword Immortal Zhuge Wanli five hundred years ago.

The sword cultivators who practice this sword art have strange magical powers and powerful strength, which are very similar to the magical powers of Liu Chu's destiny as the punishment of Bi'an. Fighting against enemies of higher levels is as easy as eating and drinking.

But if one breaks the rules and tells a lie once, the swordsman's heart will immediately collapse and become a useless person.

Only then did Boss Jiang believe it.

He turned around and looked at the angry Zhu Yunong, thought for a moment, smiled and said:

"Since Kunlun Sect has given me such respect and sent an elder to ask me to help find someone, then I can do it. But before we find someone, let's talk about the reward first.

You said before that if I help you find your silly old seventh, I will give you a treasure?"

"Whoosh"

Zhu Yunong didn't waste any words and reached out to take out a set of shining spiritual swords from the storage ring.

His precious sword had a scabbard and a scarlet tassel. When he took out the storage ring, purple air lingered around it and the magic sword vibrated in the scabbard, overflowing with spiritual energy as if it was about to break out of the body.

"This is one of the twenty-seven sacred swords of my Kunlun sect, named 'Qian Chong'. It is a treasure of swordsmanship. It only needs a person to hold the sword and nurture it carefully, and then it can..."

"I don't want it!"

Old Jiang didn't even look at this magic sword that was obviously a treasure. He said in a sarcastic tone:

"I haven't lived enough, I don't want to be your Kunlun Sect's spiritual sword slave, you really have no sincerity at all! Besides, it's a sword, right?

No matter how many things you have collected, can they be as powerful as the sword I carry with me?"

As he spoke, Boss Jiang leisurely took out the Xuantian Sword, leaned it in his hand, and said to the bewildered Zhu Yunong:

"If you want me to do something for you, go find a magic sword first. Otherwise, don't use these fierce and devilish magic swords to fool people."

When the magical treasure Xuantian Sword appeared, the Zhanxin Sword Immortal was completely defeated.

Lingbao...

This is a spiritual treasure!

It’s not some cabbage from the street. Can’t I just find one for you?

Zhu Yunong silently retracted the magic sword in her hand, and glanced at the Xuantian sword in Lao Jiang's hand. Her eyes were full of envy and a hint of jealousy.

If such a fine spiritual sword fell into the hands of a true sword cultivator, it would immediately make his swordsmanship advance greatly and create a legend of immortal swordsmanship. How could it fall into the hands of a cultivator who had not even entered the swordsmanship?

It's such a waste of resources.

But now that things have come to this, Zhu Yunong thought for a moment and then asked:

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, please tell me what you need."

"readily!"

Old Jiang laughed, patted the hilt of the Xuantian Sword in his hand, and said:

"I heard that the Kunlun sect has a supreme sword cultivation secret technique that can make a person and a sword become one, saving the pain and entanglement of practicing swords for many years. Give me a copy of the sword cultivation method, and I will help you find someone.

Don't try to fool me with your sword slave tricks...

In addition, I have some "friends" who accidentally "picked up" the forty-nine spirit swords lost by your Kunlun sect during the West Sea Demon Disaster, and they have all resonated with the spirit swords.

They are all talented practitioners who are interested in practicing swordsmanship.

I asked Fairy Yunong for a favor again, and promised that my "friends" could practice in your Kunlun Sect."

"ha?"

Zhu Yunong widened his eyes and said:

"All forty-nine people are in harmony with the spirit sword. Are you sure it's the people who are controlling the swords, rather than the spirit swords controlling the people?"

"I sent them over, and the elders looked at them in person and didn't know?"

Old Jiang waved his hand, and the matter was settled.

Zhu Yunong also knew his problem, and fearing that he would make mistakes if he spoke too much, he reached an agreement with Lao Jiang, then flew away on his sword, and disappeared in the sky and sea of clouds.

Watching the colorful swordsman leave, Boss Jiang looked at the elegant sword-riding posture with a look of longing. He lowered his head to look at the Xuantian sword in his hand, and before he could speak, the noisy loli voice weapon spirit screamed in his soul:

"What do you mean by that look? Do you want me to take you flying? You dare! If you dare to step on me, I will chop off your feet first!"

"Oh, how dare I?"

Boss Jiang carried the Xuantian sword on his shoulder with a melancholy look, curled his lips, and took out the small armillary sphere. He used his mind to locate the location of the MAGA world in the starry sea and activated his magical power of travel.

"Whoosh"

With a slight sound, he disappeared from the spot and entered another world, landing in the luxurious office of the superhero Mr. Tokamak in New York City.

As a result, when I came here, I saw things that I shouldn't have seen.

Hearing the woman's screams, Lao Jiang immediately covered his eyes and turned around, listening to the chaotic noise coming from behind him. A bastard grin appeared on his face, and he said something like "Don't look at anything inappropriate."

After several minutes, the superhero, who had put on his clothes, said to Lao Jiang with a sullen face:

"What's wrong with you? Boss Jiang, can you come over and knock on the door next time?"

"Who is that woman?"

Lao Jiang raised his eyebrows, looked at the suspicious water stains on the sofa behind him, and asked:

"You have a nice figure and a great temperament. Look at the life you lead."

"That's my secretary."

Tokamak straightened his collar and wiped the lipstick marks on his neck. He didn't want to talk about this fucking problem. He said:

"What do you want?"

"I also like to play this game with my secretary, but we never do this in the office...Okay, I won't say it anymore. Don't glare at me."

Boss Jiang flicked his fingers to explain his purpose:

"I want to take away the swordsman I asked you to capture earlier."

"Well, I'm afraid I can't take this with me."