2027: C2027 Tomb of Domoto

C2027 Tomb of Domoto

Compared to the astonishment of Hattori Shaya and the others, the old man beside her was even more frightened. "There's really someone here?"1

The old man had no idea that he had always lived here and had never seen anyone living there. But he never would have thought that there was someone inside. The old man was completely unable to understand. Since there was someone here, then it was simply impossible for anyone to notice a trace.

Hattori Shaya entered the frozen bamboo forest once again. There was a clear trace of a melted path.

The crowd walked forward, and the frozen bamboo forest melted immediately after them.

Everyone followed the tracks on the road, walked through the bamboo forest, and once again entered the forest. This was already a completely different world.

"Everyone, please follow me!" A middle-aged man dressed in a gray blademaster's robe, with a long blade by his waist, was already waiting quietly in front of him.

"You are?" Yuanlai Zhengming revealed a puzzled expression.

"I am teacher's useless disciple. I am currently cultivating!" The man said softly, "Teacher has been in closed door cultivation the entire time. Please lower your voice."

"Alright, I understand!" Yuanlai Zhengming said without a care.

Since he was here to meet Sword Sovereign, Yuanlai Zhengming's etiquette naturally had to be sufficient. Whether it was facing Hiramiya Amasawa or his disciple.

Hattori Shaya, on the other hand, was slightly puzzled when she saw the man's appearance. She seemed to have seen the man's appearance before. However, it was rude to mistakenly recognize the person. Hattori Shaya could only silently ponder and find the man's identity.

The man with the sabre was extremely humble as he bowed and led the way.

"The place where teacher is training is up ahead." The man smiled, "Teacher has been cultivating recently. He has already reached the pinnacle in the path of the sword, and has no way of improving himself. And so, borrowing the power of other cultivation methods to view one's own body, it has been a long time since one has shown up. "

"Sword Sovereign Ping Gong hasn't been born for 40 years." Yuanlai Zhengming pity, if he lived in seclusion for 40 years, Yuanlai Zhengming absolutely could not stand it.

"To those who train in the Dao of the Sword, only the Dao of the Sword is what you seek. Whether or not you will be born, is all because of the sword. " The man continued to explain.

Yuanlai Zhengming saw the man's respectful attitude and relaxed a little, "Don't tell me you also have no intention of coming to this world."

"No!" The man's expression was resolute, "Donmotsuka's aptitude is too poor, and he is also teacher's worst disciple. Ten years ago, Master thought that I wasn't even close to the Cultivation Level and wanted me to return and continue to cultivate in the sword hut. I naturally had to follow Teacher's orders. "

Wu Tie nodded, "I have been cultivating for forty to fifty years, and my aptitude is indeed not good. However, you do not need to worry. Since you are Sword Sovereign Ping Gong's disciple, you will definitely become famous in the future. "

Donmotsuka nodded humbly, "Mr. Yuanlai is right!"

Yuanlai Zhengming couldn't help but nod his head when he saw Donmotsuka's modesty. Warriors had always been violent. It was rare to find someone as humble as Donmotsuka, but this was probably because the Cultivation Level s of Donmotsuka were not here yet.

However, this was also good. After all, being humble was easy to negotiate with.

"You're Donmotsuka!" Hattori Shaya suddenly exclaimed.

"Donmotsuka?" Doubt arose in Yuanlai Zhengming's heart as he didn't know of this name. Although Ueno Kari was Hiramiya Amasawa's disciple, his reputation shook the world. However, Ueno Kari had been a genius in cultivation since he was young. It was not only because he was a disciple of the Pinggong Genius.

"Yes!" Donmotsuka, the sword genius from ten years ago. He defeated a grandmaster level expert from the Northern Nine Prefectures in just one battle. "

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