Meng Fan pulled out the white feather sword.
Just like when he pulled out the herring sword before, a stream of light that was imperceptible to the naked eye entered Meng Fan's body along the blade.
Meng Fan didn't have the ability to look inside at the moment, so he didn't know that this stream of light traveled around in his meridians and then got into his Dantian.
He frowned, and his intuition told him that it shouldn't be a bad thing if this breath entered his body.
It should be another benefit brought to him by the talent of [Sword Mastery].
As for what this benefit is, he should be able to understand it when his cultivation level improves and his horizons broaden.
Meng Fan wiped the White Feather Sword and put it back on the wooden stand.
He still remembered the mission that Senior Brother Luo said. Within a year, all the hidden swords on the first floor of the sword pavilion should be wiped clean.
Thinking of this, Meng Fan couldn't help but feel excited!
If you were to touch all the swords here, how many swordsmanship would you have to learn?
When the time comes, by combining the swordsmanship of hundreds of schools, you may be able to find your own way of swordsmanship!
Meng Fan was excited and ready to pick up the third sword.
Senior Brother Luo had already calculated it for him before. If he wanted to clean these long swords within a year, he would need to clean about twenty swords every day.
Meng Fan was very self-aware, so he chose inconspicuous "weak chicken" long swords.
But sometimes, things still go wrong.
For example, the Feiyu Sword just now looks inconspicuous, but it contains amazing evil energy.
However, with his talent in swordsmanship and divine communication, he is not afraid of these minor accidents.
But when he was about to choose the third sword, a big accident happened.
There was a long sword. Meng Fan clearly didn't choose it, but it flew up and landed in front of Meng Fan.
This is a...spiritual sword!
Only the Spirit Sword can move on its own.
Meng Fan's expression suddenly changed, knowing that he was in trouble.
From his previous insinuations against Senior Brother Luo, Meng Fan already understood that there was danger in this sword pavilion.
Now, the danger falls on himself.
Just when Meng Fan was about to call for help from Senior Brother Luo, he found that the environment around him had changed.
He was no longer in the sword pavilion, but appeared in a dim space that seemed to have no boundaries.
Hallucination?
Meng Fan frowned.
The next second, a woman in red appeared in front of Meng Fan.
The woman has a delicate face, long flowing hair, and flaming red lips. She is extremely beautiful.
"Mr. Lang, am I beautiful?"
The woman in red stood in front of Meng Fan, her red lips parted slightly, and she smiled at Meng Fan, her voice full of charm.
"Beautiful!" Meng Fan said seriously.
This is true, it is indeed beautiful.
Although he was in an illusion and a little confused, he didn't panic too much.
Because he could judge from his previous chat with Senior Brother Luo that he should not die on the first day he came here.
The danger in Jiange is gradual and subtle, rather than killing you as soon as you enter!
So although Meng Fan was a little nervous, he was still able to maintain a certain level of calm. He wanted to see what the woman in red was up to.
The surrounding scene suddenly changed!
A bed appeared in front of Meng Fan. A woman in a red dress was lying on the bed, with her Luo Shang half-undressed, exposing her shoulders.
"Since Mr. Lang thinks I am beautiful, a spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold. Why don't you come over quickly?"
The woman in the red dress was lying on the bed and waved to Meng Fan, posing in a very charming manner.
Meng Fan's heart beat faster and his throat couldn't help but move.
This is……
Seducing yourself?
There is a saying that teenagers are full of energy.
Who can withstand this?
Meng Fan can withstand it!
Another person would definitely not be able to withstand it, but Meng Fan watched countless films in his previous life on earth.
To be honest, there are only two words to evaluate this small scene - that's it?
What's more, Meng Fan knew very well that this scene was not an affair, but a life-threatening crisis.
Meng Fan took a deep breath, looked at the woman in red and said, "You are very beautiful, but you can't seduce me."
"Oh why?"
The woman in red got up, walked barefoot from the bed, and walked to Meng Fan.
She hooked Meng Fan's chin with her slender jade fingers, with a teasing look on her face.
"Mr. Sir, do you think I am too ugly and not attractive to you?"
Meng Fan shook his head and said: "That's not true. You are a very beautiful goblin, but if you want to suck my Yang Qi, I can't bear it!"
The woman in red looked at Meng Fan in surprise.
"I didn't expect that your kid has no cultivation, but his concentration is better than others, and he can stay calm at this time."
Meng Fan said quickly: "I really don't have much cultivation, so even if you suck me, you won't be able to suck in much yang energy."
"I'm not a goblin, and I don't want to suck your yang energy, but your life force." The woman in red chuckled.
Her fingers roamed around Meng Fan's cheeks and neck. To be honest, they made Meng Fan feel itchy.
"But you can rest assured, because if you don't cooperate, I won't be able to suck your life force."
In Meng Fan's view, Yang Qi and vitality mean the same thing.
In the legend, a man who was sucked in too much yang energy by a female temptress would not survive long either.
"Girl, if that's the case, please let me go back." Meng Fan said to the woman in red.
The woman in red smiled and said: "You are much better than that kid before. He stayed here for less than three months and died completely. It seems that you can live a few more days than him!"
Meng Fan's heart skipped a beat.
He heard from Senior Brother Luo that the previous Sword Guarding disciple lasted for three months and only left a few days ago.
At that time, he thought that the guy had left Jiange and changed his job.
As a result, when Senior Brother Luo said he was gone, he meant he was dead!
Suddenly, Meng Fan felt a little creepy and deeply felt the terror of the Jiange.
"Are you scared?" Hongyi asked Meng Fan with a smile.
The smile was a bit showy.
Meng Fan said with some embarrassment: "Girl, since you already know that I have strong concentration and can't seduce me, don't be so... coquettish."
The woman in red sat on the bed with a dignified look and said, "Why, young man, do you like this style?"
Meng Fan coughed lightly and did not answer the question.
From beginning to end, this woman never gave up teasing herself.
"Girl, please respect yourself!" Meng Fan looked solemn and serious.
Of course, it’s actually just pretending!
He must show that he will not be tempted by beauty, so that the other party can let him go.
As long as you show a hint of lust, the other party will definitely try to knock you down and suck out your yang energy!
Must hold back!
"I didn't expect that there is such a serious boy like you among the Shushan Sword Sect."
"Haha, interesting."
"Remember, don't call me girl from now on, call me Hongqi."
Meng Fan nodded and said, "Okay, Miss Hongqi!"
Hong Qi rolled her eyes at Meng Fan, then waved her hand.
The long red sleeves brushed in front of Meng Fan's eyes, and Meng Fan's eyes returned to normal.
After the illusion was solved, he returned to the first floor of the sword pavilion and stood in front of the wooden frame.
In front of him, there was a long sword with a faint red light.
In Senior Brother Luo's room, Senior Brother Luo, who was practicing with his eyes closed, opened his eyes at this moment, with a smile on his lips.
"This boy's character is quite amazing, and he has not been damaged at all."
"Much stronger than the guy before, he should be able to live for two more months."
"not bad!"
Meng Fan, who was praised by Senior Brother Luo, was looking at the long sword in front of him with a faint red light.
Unable to hold back for a moment, he put his hand up!
