Lingxu, Sword Coffin, Blind Swordsman

Wei Changming's aura gradually calmed down, and when he looked at the man, his eyes were filled with respect.

He knelt on one knee, lowered his head, and said in a deep voice.

"Yes, Master."

Long Cheng took a deep breath and slowly took off his black robe.

That face was utterly ordinary...

Only the short golden hair and pupils were eye-catching.

But Wei Changming still didn't dare to look up.

The blood moon mark on his brow had a strange Dao rhythm of a contract within it.

It was like a master-servant contract; as long as the other party wished... they could kill him with a single thought!

But... following a strong person was also the right choice!

Long Cheng wore a black robe, then thought for a moment and took out a slightly sinister black mask, putting it on his face, revealing only a pair of golden eyes.

Wearing the mask, Long Cheng rode the Candle Dragon and sped towards the Sword Pavilion's main hall.

Behind him, Wei Changming looked at the many elders and disciples who had been manipulated, their minds controlled like puppets, and a trace of sorrow flashed in his eyes.

However, this expression was only fleeting on his face.

What replaced it was a desire for strength!!

It was just a few elders and disciples, so what?

Wasn't the whole point of him creating the Candle Dragon Sword Pavilion to increase his strength?

As for how to improve... he, Wei Changming, didn't care.

His back straightened unconsciously, the increase in strength making him extremely confident at this moment.

But when he saw the man not far ahead, it was as if an invisible pressure was being applied to him!

Wei Changming's back bent unconsciously before the pressure gradually dissipated.

At this moment, Wei Changming lowered his head and looked back at the crowd behind him, who were like walking corpses.

There was some bitterness in his eyes.

It seemed...

That while gaining strength, he had also lost himself and his dignity.

Now, he was just a pawn in the other party's hand, ready to be discarded at any time.

Perhaps only if he was still useful would the other party not discard him casually.

His life and death were completely in the other party's hands.

Thinking of this, Wei Changming couldn't help but feel down.

Inside the main hall of the Candle Dragon Sword Pavilion, Long Cheng leaned back on the throne, his feet resting on the armrests.

Below, Wei Changming bowed and asked softly.

"Master, what are your plans next?"

Long Cheng, wearing the mask, lay on the chair, casually pointing his finger at Wei Changming.

Bang!!!

Wei Changming's expression suddenly changed, and his body uncontrollably knelt on the ground with a bang!

The bluestone tiles under his knees shattered.

Wei Changming's expression changed slightly as he raised his eyes to look at the throne.

The masked man lying on the chair slowly turned his head.

The golden pupils beneath the mask calmly looked at Wei Changming.

"Remember this."

"From now on, when speaking to me, you are only allowed to speak while kneeling, and you are not allowed to look up."

Wei Changming's forehead broke out in some cold sweat, his body trembling slightly as he nodded repeatedly.

Long Cheng turned his head, looked up at the ceiling, and casually asked softly.

"How many people are there in the Candle Dragon Sword Pavilion in total?"

Wei Changming answered truthfully...

In the enormous main hall of the Sword Pavilion, only the two of them were there, asking and answering.

No one in the Void Heaven Realm knew that this reclusive Candle Dragon Sword Pavilion had now changed hands.

At the same time.

In the Floating Jade Land, Tianju Prefecture.

Tianju Prefecture was not large, not even half the size of Qin Prefecture.

This place bordered the Void Heaven Realm, with continuous mountains and numerous demon beasts, making it a place where many sects in the Floating Jade Land purchased beasts for taming.

In the northern border of Tianju Prefecture, Spirit Beast Pavilion.

The sect was not large, only occupying three mountain peaks.

The mountain gate was imposing, with a huge mountain gate carved with stone carvings of hundreds of beasts standing halfway up the mountain.

At the platform wharf, many sect cloud boats came and went.

One cloud boat after another carried away large demons, each person's face filled with an excited smile.

One huge beast egg after another was carried out, the eggshell with flowing light, and even some spiritual patterns flashing constantly, with extremely deep pressure!

When the half-person-high giant egg appeared, the demon beasts locked in cages all trembled and lay on the ground, not daring to move.

A gorgeously dressed man laughed loudly.

"Hahaha, Old Zhao, it was worth waiting for more than half a year! Worth it! Too worth it!!"

"I really don't know where you got this earth dragon egg containing a dragon vein!"

The old man in white robe chuckled, cupped his fist and smiled.

"Hahaha, how did we get it... naturally it's the means of our Spirit Beast Pavilion, you shouldn't ask about it."

The man didn't ask any further upon hearing this.

He carefully instructed his men to carry the giant egg onto the cloud boat, and took out a storage ring to hand to the old man.

"There are 17 million immortal crystals in here, 2 million more than the original, just consider it a happy bonus."

"Old Zhao, we've been friends for so many years, if there is such a good thing next time, be sure to think of me."

The old man smiled without saying a word, accepted the storage ring and laughed.

"That's natural, that's natural."

"Brother, take care on the way, haha, I won't see you off."

The cloud boat slowly left the wharf, and another group of cultivators quickly surrounded him.

"Elder Zhao, we've been here for two months, can you give us a chance? The price is negotiable!"

"That's right, we are also very sincere, Elder Zhao, can you make it convenient... otherwise I won't be able to explain when I go back."

"Yes, Elder Zhao..."

"Elder Zhao, please, our Heavenly Dragon Gate also wants a branch of a great demon containing true dragon blood."

Zhao Jinze raised his hand, and the noisy crowd around him immediately quieted down.

The white-haired old man looked kind and smiled as he pressed his hand down.

The old man folded his hands in his sleeves and bowed slightly.

"Everyone."

"I'm really sorry, the sect needs to close its doors for a period of time recently, if you want a branch of a great demon with true dragon blood, it still depends on fate."

"It's not easy for our Spirit Beast Pavilion to obtain one, so... please wait a little longer!"

After speaking, the old man crossed the mountain gate barrier and disappeared halfway up the mountain.

The crowd around him did not disperse because of the old man's words.

"Hey, let's wait a little longer..."

"This is the fourth descendant of a great demon with true dragon blood this year... it would be a pity to miss it."

Another man in a gorgeous robe sighed and nodded in agreement.

"Yes, there have been less than ten times in the past three years, the opportunity is too rare!"

"It would be a pity to miss it."

"Hey... I don't know when the next time will be."

A man with pointed ears and a monkey-like face leaned against the cloud boat and sneered.

"I don't know what dog luck this Spirit Beast Pavilion has stepped on, that they can find so many descendants of great demons with true dragon blood."

"Hey, do you think they found some ancient secret realm space?"

As soon as this was said, it immediately attracted a lot of speculation.

However, no one knew exactly what was going on, even those who left.

Zhao Jinze walked all the way to the sect.

One huge jungle mountain range after another existed in this small sect.

These were all special space magic weapons, and there were many demon beasts inside.

But without exception, these demon beasts had golden beast control rings on their necks.

There were many sect disciples busy shuttling around Zhao Jinze.

The old man himself also rolled up his sleeves, took the water bucket and cloth from the disciple beside him, and trotted all the way to a mountain depression in the back mountain.

A huge thunder dragon was coiled up in the mountain depression.

There were five or six giant pythons paralyzed on the ground around it, the giant pythons were carried out of the valley by many disciples with huge nets.

Zhao Jinze was overjoyed, carried the water bucket and trotted to the giant dragon.

"Yo yo, Ninth Master, you've worked hard, Old Zhao is here to scrub your back."

At this time, there were as many as a hundred disciples wiping the giant dragon's body.

Among them was also a white-haired old man wearing the sect master's robe.

"Old Zhao, have you sent away everyone outside?"

"Ah, I've chased them all away."

"Then hurry up and go to the treasure house to get some ginseng and other supplements for Ninth Master, and also bring all the tiger whips that were left before."

[Brothers, after 12 o'clock tonight, at zero o'clock on the 15th, the song: 'The Sword-Bearing Man' will be launched simultaneously on major music platforms!]

[We've been preparing for this for more than two months, and finally we're meeting all our fans and friends! Hahahaha, if you feel it's not done well, please bear with me, Pigeon has tried its best. The Bridge of Dimensions has made me feel excited and feel the long-lost blood, you have all tried your best! So this song is dedicated to all the sword-bearing people! You are the best!!]