Chapter 620 Wanjian Mountain

Jianzong, in the north of the whole state, leads the vast area of the north state!

Although Beizhou is not as prosperous as Nanzhou, it is really not much worse than the dragon cloud from the 900 mountains.

This time, Long Yun did not come with Feng Qingyan. After all, Feng Qingyan was pregnant, and it was inconvenient to take her around, while the Wolf King picked up a treasure and pointed to Xiao Leng's cultivation.

There are only Long Yun, Long Moring and his son and Hai Wuya on this trip, so the speed is extremely fast, more than a million miles from south to north? Within five or six days, the three of them had already entered the territory of Jianzong.

The mountain gate of Jianzong, known as Wanjian Mountain, has not yet entered it, and has already felt the boundless sharp sword spirit, and Long Yun couldn't help nodding secretly.

The disciples of Jianzong should be cultivated swords. Such a sharp breath, after countless years of accumulation of swordsmanship, has infected the whole Wanjian Mountain with a sharp breath.

"Jianzong is not more luxurious than Yunmen. When I built the mountain gate, everything was simple. Up to now, it is still the same, but it is also a little less annoying and clean!" The sea is boundless.

Long Yun smiled and didn't say anything. He followed Hai Wuya and entered the territory of Jianzong.

Hai Wuya is the ancestor of the whole sword sect and the leader of the sword sect. Now he comes back with Long Yun. Although he is not a sword sect, no one dares to ask more about the disciples of the sword sect.

On the martial arts practice field of Jianzong, there is a huge stone sword. Long Yun's eyes are slightly narrowed. On this stone sword, there is a faint and rich breath, and there is no trace of axe chiseling. It seems to be made in the hands of the sea.

Hai Wuya had already sent the news to the elders and chief disciples of Jianzong, so when they arrived at the council hall, the council hall was already full of disciples of Jianzong.

Seeing Hai Wuya returning with Long Moling and followed by a beautiful young man, a group of senior officials of Jianzong speculated about the origin of the teenager one after another. They didn't know why Hai Lao brought him back.

Among the crowd, a young man's eyes suddenly flashed, but not towards Long Yun, but towards Long Moling. The fleeting sword spirit and murderous intent were not obvious.

But it was clearly captured by Long Yun. His understanding of sword meaning is that the sea is boundless and has to give a thumbs up. How can the young man's eyes and breath not attract Long Yun's attention?

Seeing that the young man's eyes were projected towards Long Moling, Long Yun couldn't help sneering in his heart. It's better to be obedient. If he dares to hit Long Moling's idea, he will not mind Jianzong losing a large number of masters.

Followed Hai Wuya to the main seat. On both sides of the main seat of Hai Wuya, there were two free seats, one left and one right. It was when Hai Wuya lived in seclusion in the store and ignored the affairs of Jianzong.

When the two elders dealt with the affairs of Jianzong, they did not move the throne of the sea, but placed two seats next to the throne to show their sincerity to the sea.

And since the return of Hai Wuya, the two elders have taken the initiative to retreat to the lower seats. Even if Hai Wuya gave them what they have given here, they have never had a seat.

But Hai Wuya did not remove these two seats. This time, he smiled and motioned Long Yun and Long Moling to sit on his sides.

Long Yun was not pretentious, and Long Moling didn't think much about it. He sat on both sides of the boundless sea one after another. However, he sat down, but it made the hearts of the people of Jianzong suddenly tremble. That was the place where even the elders did not dare to sit. Who is this teenager? Unexpectedly, the big horse sat down with a golden knife.

When he saw Long Moling sitting on the right side of Hai Wuya, the young man's face changed greatly and the resentment in his eyes deepened.

"This little brother, I think everyone has heard his name, which is the peerless genius disciple who recently rose from Yunmen in Nanzhou. His name is Long Yun. Mo Ling is his son!" Hai Wuya introduced it to everyone.

Hearing Long Yun's name, all the disciples of Jianzong were stunned. If anyone's statement in the current dragon world is louder, it is undoubtedly the teenager named Long Yun in front of him.

In a short period of time, the lightning-like rise of Longyun's reputation has already shaken the whole state. The demon realm with the disciples of Yunmen, and other earth-shaking events are all amazing.

However, they expected that Long Yun should be 27 or 28 years old even if he was young, but they were surprised to see him at this moment. They didn't expect him to be so young.

"Everyone knows that no disciple has been able to enter the inheritance in the sword tomb and take it out. Now I bring Long Yun back, asking him to help him with this, take Mo Ling into it, and take out the inheritance of the Gemini Sword God!" Hai Wuya did not pause at all and went straight to the point.

Everyone couldn't help but be shocked when they heard the words. Is Hai Lao really confused? Although Jianzong was created by him, in fact, it is the inheritance of the twin sword gods among the seven masters of the heavenly path.

Sword tomb is also known as a forbidden place. Even the disciples of Jianzong are only a few who are qualified to enter it. Now Hai Lao actually wants to take an outsider Long Yun in, and everyone shows an unbelievable look.

"The little brother Longyun has been recognized by the Dragon God, the Buddha and the Lord of Reincarnation. He is the most promising young master in our whole state. This time I invited him to stimulate the inheritance seal to be unlocked through the power of other sources, so that Mo Ling can accept the inheritance!" Hai Wuya continued to say.

"It turns out that he really wants to pass on the position of teaching to that little child Long Moling. Thanks to my sword and clothes, I have paid so much for the sword sect. I have been the chief disciple for so many years, and I don't even have any hope of inheritance!" The young man who had released the killing chicken to Long Moling secretly shook his head.

He is Jian Zhanyi, the chief disciple of the Sword Sect, who has the same status as Yun Zhongyue in Yunmen. However, a new sword cultivation of swordszong is not like Yunmen, and his skills are mixed. Therefore, this sword stained clothes actually had to pass through the truth and break through to the state of stagnation in the age of magic. He is actually the same as Long Xuan of Shenlong Island. Level.

It can be seen that the genius of swords is absolutely horrible, otherwise how can there be such a strong cultivation?

Originally, Jian Zhan Yi also thought that once his cultivation broke through the state of stagnation and reached the realm of selflessness, he would be the next well-deserved sword patriarch.

However, the arrival of Long Moling and the return of Hai Wuya have made all his dreams come to nothing, especially that Hai Wuya has accepted Long Moling as the only personal disciple, which is enough to make people imagine.

Naturally, the arrogant sword will not be so willing to give up. He has always buried his resentment in his heart, but he has never died.

At this moment, when he heard Hai Wuya's words, his sword stained clothes was like a thunderbolt. Until this time, all his hopes were 100% dashed, especially Hai Wuya actually let Long Yun, an outsider enter the forbidden land of Jianzong, which was also unacceptable to him.

"In charge of teaching, this matter will not work. Although the clothes is only a disciple, the Sword Sect also has the rules of the Sword Sect, and when the head of the Sword Sect was founded, he also said that if you violate the rules of the sect, you will also deal with it in the way of disciples, but now, you will be the first to take outsiders into the sword tomb. People are absolutely not allowed to wear clothes!" The sword stained his clothes and said slightly.

Hai Wuya knew that the sword was unwilling to stain his clothes, so he immediately smiled and said, "Why don't you allow it?"

Jian Zhanyi took a deep breath and said, "Although Long Yun's reputation is loud, his cultivation is not as loud as their name. The master let him enter the sword mound like this. I'm afraid that although the disciples dare not say anything, they will definitely feel unhappy. He is just a disciple of a small sect. What qualifications to enter it? ?"

Hearing the words of Jian's contempt, Long Yun looked at Hai Wuyi with some gloating. He can't solve this matter, will he?

Hai Wuya smiled faintly and said, "Why is he not qualified?"

"Because the rules say that except for the disciples of this school who can enter the sword mound for cultivation with the permission of the master, Long Yun is not a disciple of our Sword Sect. Of course, it is not possible to enter the forbidden place!" The sword snorted coldly.