As that person appeared, the waves on the sea stopped and the North Sea calmed down again.

The old man Xuan Jian sat cross-legged by the sea with his chest covering his chest and began to recover the sword energy in his body.

Meng Jin held the sword, and the sword energy was still surrounding him, but when he looked at the man, he could not have any desire to fight. He was a swordsman who climbed the tower realm. This human cultivator, logically speaking, no matter whether he could deal with it or not, it should not be any threat to him. But the person in front of him was not a human cultivator.

He is clearly a saint sitting high in the clouds!

The Taoist, who was surrounded by golden light, stood with his hands behind his back, just looking at Meng Jin indifferently, without saying much, but just standing like this, Meng Jin could feel a powerful aura as vast as the ocean. If he was not a swordsman who reached the top of the tower, he would probably not even stand steadily.

The wrinkles on a man's face seemed to be shaking slightly by a gust of wind, like ripples on the lake, and the snow-white sword in his hand reflected the light of the sky. Meng Jin said with difficulty: "It turns out that it is the saint who is here, and it is a far-reaching welcome."

Although it was difficult, the voice was dull.

After all, Meng Jin was once the leader of Jianshan and one of the strongest monks in this world. How could he be like an ordinary monk?

The saint looked at Meng Jin and said indifferently: "Do you know who I am?"

During the battle of Luoyang City, a total of three saints fell in the entire clouds, two Taoist saints and one Confucian saint. Since this person is dressed as a Taoist, he is naturally one of the remaining Taoist saints.

The remaining four Taoist saints, Ye Sheng, have been living in seclusion. Ning Sheng and Chen Sheng were seriously injured in the battle between Yunduan. Now, who can still appear in the human world? Apart from the Zhao Sheng who did not show off in the war, who else can be there?

Meng Jin didn't know the details of the battle in the clouds, but he knew one thing very well, that is, after the battle in the clouds, the human landscape would change. But he never thought that a saint would walk down the clouds and come to him without going anywhere else, and it seemed that he was going to do something to him.

Meng Jin looked indifferent. He had been in Beihai for hundreds of years and had been very calm. Not only did he dare not reveal his identity, but he also never had any disputes with others. He wanted to kill people suddenly today, but he just wanted to reveal his identity. After killing people, he could leave Beihai and go to other places to continue living safely.

He was no longer the former head of Jianshan, and he had nothing else to do. He just wanted to live like this. Only in those last years would he think about whether he could break through the tower and go to the sea to see it.

Of course, going to Canghai is not for anything else, just to live a few more years. Many years ago, I came to Beihai to Qingqiu to see him. Seeing him like this, I didn’t do anything. I just asked some things and left. But at that time, he already thought that Meng Jin was an old dog.

If you only have such a kind of cultivation, but you just want to live and don’t want to do anything else, you will naturally be just an old dog.

Meng Jin stood with his sword, looking at the saint in front of him, silent.

It doesn't matter who he is, what matters is what he does.

Zhao Sheng looked at Meng Jin and said calmly: "Meng Jin, don't do it if you are good at Jianshan, and you have to live like an old dog in Beihai. What are you thinking about?"

Meng Jin didn't say anything. He just looked at the old man hanging his sword in the distance, and then said, "So what if you are an old dog? You won't become a lackey."

Both old dogs and lackeys are dogs, but the difference is huge.

The lackeys have to be driven by others and do a lot of things for the owner. They work hard and can only wag their tails and beg for mercy. However, the old dog can live safely. Even if it is not liked by others, it can live safely. Meng Jin is willing to be an old dog, but he doesn't like being a lackey, especially a lackey of a saint. That may be the most unacceptable thing in his life besides death.

Zhao Sheng said: "If you don't be a lackey, you can only be a dead dog. I know you understand how to choose."

Meng Jin was standing by the beach with a sword in his arms. The sea breeze blew his hair. He looked at the saint with a strange expression, and then became a little firm. He looked at the saint and said, "I don't want to be a lackey, and I don't want to be a dead dog, but I like to be an old dog the most. Today, Saint Zhao wants me to be a lackey, so I naturally wouldn't agree so simply. I want to try whether my sword can make Saint Zhao change his mind."

Now, Meng Jin naturally knew the identity of this saint.

Zhao Sheng looked at Meng Jin with an extremely indifferent look on his face, "I don't know what the meaning of an ant raising a sword to the sky. Even if you step into the sea, you are just a bigger ant. How could you have a half-point chance of winning?"

Meng Jin smiled slightly, "Since Saint Zhao needs me to be a lackey, naturally he would not think of turning me into a dead dog so soon. Since that's the case, why not take advantage of this opportunity to fight in the previous battle."

Even though Meng Jin has been an old dog for many years, he is still a rare smart person in this world. It has never been difficult to understand the situation.

Zhao Sheng stopped talking, but just looked at Meng Jin indifferently.

Meng Jin held the sword, and his aura continued to rise, and soon reached the peak. Countless sword auras surrounded him. In his eyes, the sword intent was constantly emanating from the sword. In the world, except for those two sword immortals, if Meng Jin wanted to say that he was the second person, no one dared to say that he was the first. Even if Chao Fengchen and Chao Qingqiu had the knowledge of the sword, he was still not Meng Jin's opponent in the climbing tower realm.

After Meng Jin's sword energy reached its peak, he quickly handed out a sword. The sword was handed out, and the entire beach was filled with sword light. Only then did the calm beach become turbulent again from now on.

The strange phenomena triggered by this sword are more than that.

This surprised the old man Xuanjian, who had been sitting cross-legged by the beach for a long time.

Countless sword energy rolled over the sea water, forming a huge water dragon attacking Zhao Sheng. Meng Jin's sword could no longer be found in the human sword path.

Countless violent sword energy emerged here, and countless violent sword intents appeared here, but when they rolled towards Zhao Sheng who was standing on the coast, they still had some things missing.

Zhao Sheng looked at the beach and then pointed it out.

A golden light left his fingers and soon fell into the sea. The water dragon immediately broke and countless sword energy sprinkled on the ground, as if countless swords were shattered.

Meng Jin looked at the sword with expressionless expression and said nothing more.

No. You are the most powerful genius in the world, and No. You are the most powerful swordsman in the world, but when facing the saints above the clouds, there is no way.

This is the fact, the fact that cannot be changed.

Meng Jin accepted this fact calmly.

He stood by the beach, with no expression on his old face. It was normal to kill people or saints. He would not care too much, but he was a little surprised. It seemed that there was still one step left between the saints, but in fact he still had tens of millions of steps to go.

It was not until this time that he realized how ridiculous the so-called half-step sea was.

After Zhao Sheng pointed out his finger, the battle ended. He looked at Meng Jin and said indifferently: "Now it's time to tell me whether I want to be a dead dog or a lackey."

Meng Jin said calmly: "What do you want me to do?"

When someone comes to him, naturally he doesn’t do things that others can do. What he needs to do is only something that Meng Jin can do.

Zhao Sheng said indifferently: "Let's go towards Qingqiu. Jianshan is now a young man making the decision. I think you should get your things back."

Meng Jin raised his eyes and felt a little bit muffled. He was the head of Jianshan back then. If he hadn't thought about seeing what Canghai was, he wouldn't have left Jianshan, he wouldn't have given up the position of Jianshan, nor would he become such an old dog. After climbing Canghai, he had no hope. After climbing to Canghai, Meng Jin's only goal in his life was to live for a long time. Therefore, he did not care about anything other than living in Beihai for so many years, but now someone wants to make him care.

Someone wants him to return to Jianshan to be the leader of Jianshan who he thinks is meaningless.

Meng Jin looked at the saint and frowned and said, "You want me to be the one who will leave me with eternal infamy."

Zhao Sheng looked at him and said nothing. This matter was the case. Will it be a stigma for eternity and whether it could be regarded as a swordsman anymore? It was not Zhao Sheng’s concern. This saint looked at Meng Jin in front of him. There was only one question, whether you should do it or not.

If you want to do this, you can live. If you don’t do this, you have to die.

A very simple thing.

Meng Jin asked, "Xu Ji handed over the head of Jianshan to Wu Shanhe. He was justified. What should I fight for?"

Zhao Sheng didn't speak. A long time ago, the Taoist sect planned to use Bai Weng to disturb Jianshan. However, Bai Weng was not a person from Jianshan, and the sword art realm was not that high, so he could only lose to Shengjing's sword in the end. However, Meng Jin was different. He was the former head of Jianshan and the master of his ancestor Xu Ji. His entire generation was incomparable to all swordsmen today.

So he wanted to be the head of Jianshan, which was justified. At least he should look much more suitable than Wu Shanhe. As for why he didn't appear before, it's easy to explain.

Anyway, no matter what, as soon as Meng Jin appears in Jianshan, he will appear a prosperous Jianshan, and even the swordsman lineage, will become a little different.

This strike against the swordsman was extremely powerful.

Meng Jin looked away and said with some fatigue: "Do I have any choice?"

"Since you don't want to die, you have no choice."

As Zhao Sheng spoke, he walked towards the sky, and soon there was only one back.

Meng Jin turned his head, looked at the old man hanging swordsman by the beach, and said self-deprecatingly: "Now you and I are both lackeys."
Chapter completed!