"Mr. Lin?" Meng Fan asked curiously.
Senior Brother Luo smiled and said: "Mr. Lin is upstairs. You will see him when you have time in the future. You can practice this Lingfeng Xuan Gong, and there is no need to worry about anything."
"Okay, thank you, Senior Brother Luo."
"No need to thank me, even if I don't pass it on to you, Mr. Lin will pass it on to you in the future. After all, you are also a disciple of Jiange."
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In the afternoon, someone came to Jiange.
"What's the matter with entering the sword pavilion?" Meng Fan asked the visitor.
"Are you Meng Fan?" The visitor glanced at Meng Fan with an unkind look on his face.
Meng Fan raised his eyebrows.
Know your own name?
And this tone seemed to come specifically to him.
Meng Fan probably guessed who the visitor was.
He is probably the real owner of the broken sword that Yang Fei dropped yesterday, Yang Shi.
Meng Fan said expressionlessly: "I am Meng Fan, are you looking for me?"
"Where's my sword?"
"What sword?"
"Yesterday I asked Yang Fei to help me change my sword. You not only beat Yang Fei but also took the sword away. What's the point of this?"
Sure enough, this guy is Yang Shi.
Meng Fan smiled, with a hint of indifference on his face.
"Yang Fei took the initiative to attack me, but when I taught him a lesson, he threw his sword in the sword pavilion and left in a hurry. This is his problem.
He lost the sword. If you want to find the sword, you should go to him and ask for it.
If you want to come to the sword pavilion to get a sword, you must hand over ten spirit stones. This is the rule! "
Yang Shi immediately glared at Meng Fan and said in a cold voice: "My sword is obviously with you. You only need three spiritual stones to replace it."
"It's true that you only need three spiritual stones to change your sword, but where is your sword?" Meng Fan said in a cold tone.
"You clearly know that my sword is with you!"
Meng Fan looked at Yang Shi expressionlessly.
"Then you don't have a sword. If you don't have a sword, you can't change the sword. You can only take the sword and ten spiritual stones."
Yang Shi stared at Meng Fan angrily and said in a cold voice, "Are you kidding me?"
Meng Fan said: "I'm just telling you the rules of the sword pavilion."
Yang Shi said: "You, a handyman disciple, dare to be so disrespectful to me. Do you want to die?"
Meng Fan shook his head and looked at Yang Shi coldly.
"I am now the sword guarding disciple of Jiange."
"Still a loser!"
At this moment, Senior Brother Luo walked out of the room and shouted dissatisfied: "Why are you noisy? This is the Jiange, not the canteen!"
He came to Meng Fan and asked, "What's going on?"
Meng Fan explained the whole story, including the fact that yesterday Yang Fei took the initiative to attack him, and then he was abused by him, and in the end he even lost his sword.
After hearing this, Senior Brother Luo looked at Yang Shi coldly and said in a cold voice: "You should keep your sword by yourself, how can you just hand it over to others? If you lose it, you still have the shame to blame others?"
Yang Shi said unwillingly: "But the sword was clearly lost in the sword pavilion."
Senior Brother Luo said coldly: "You have lost it wherever you throw it. You need to be responsible for it. Get the sword again and ten spiritual stones. If you don't have any spiritual stones, get out of here!"
After saying that, Senior Brother Luo turned back to Meng Fan and said, "You have a problem too, you are too merciful. That guy dared to attack you yesterday. Haha, if he went to Jiange to run wild, you wouldn't have any problem just killing him!"
Although this was said to Meng Fan, when Yang Shi heard it, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
He felt that the old man was threatening him.
The key is that he is indeed threatened by this!
So this guy turned around and left without saying a word.
If Meng Fan was alone, he would definitely have a discussion.
But this old man is not easy to mess with at first glance, so it’s better not to ask for trouble!
After Yang Shi left, Meng Fan asked Senior Brother Luo one question.
"Senior Brother Luo, if I killed that Yang Fei yesterday, would I really not be punished?"
Senior Brother Luo smiled.
He glanced at Yang Shi's back, then turned to Meng Fan and said: "You kid, you just came to Jiange not long ago, you don't know how scary Jiange is. Anyone who dares to come to Jiange to act wild will be dead!"
"I can responsibly tell you that if anyone dares to come to Jiange to cause trouble in the future, you can just kill them. There won't be any problems."
“Even if it’s the Law Enforcement Hall of Shushan Sword Sect, you have to walk around when you get to the sword pavilion!”
"Of course, the premise is that you must have this strength, otherwise if you die in the hands of others, there will be no excuse."
Senior Brother Luo's words made Meng Fan feel a little excited.
Unexpectedly, I was inexplicably tricked into Jiange, and actually hugged a thigh.
However, this thigh is not about Senior Brother Luo.
It's the one Senior Brother Luo calls "Mr. Lin" upstairs!
Soon, the sun set and the sword pavilion closed again.
Meng Fan returned to his room and began to practice "Lingfeng Xuan Gong".
This was his first official contact with the immortal cultivation technique, and he was still a little excited.
After practicing the wind attribute technique, the attack power is not too strong, but the speed is extremely fast.
Meng Fan was already very satisfied.
If you are practicing the Shushan Qi Refining Technique, not only is your attack power not strong, but your speed is also not fast, and there is no advantage at all.
While practicing, a warm current appeared again in Meng Fan's lower abdomen.
This thing obviously increased Meng Fan's cultivation speed.
Under normal circumstances, with Meng Fan's aptitude for miscellaneous spiritual roots, he would definitely be able to practice very quickly.
It can even be said that practicing for a night will almost never produce any results.
But at this moment, with the blessing of this warm current, Meng Fan could clearly feel that the ray of true energy in his body was slowly growing.
However, this kind of growth only lasted for half of the night, and it had no effect in the second half of the night.
Because the warmth in Meng Fan's lower abdomen has been completely exhausted!
Meng Fan opened his eyes, his eyes clearly filled with unfinished emotions.
After experiencing the accelerated training in the first half of the night, the almost zero-speed training in the second half of the night really made Meng Fan a little desperate.
"That warm current is obviously the breath that rushes into my body every time I draw the sword. I didn't expect that these breaths actually have the effect of accelerating my cultivation!"
Meng Fan was immediately full of energy, and he decided to clean forty long swords every day starting from today.
What people fear most is not seeing hope. Once they see hope, they will be motivated to do things.
Early in the morning, Meng Fan began to clean his sword.
When it brushed against the thirteenth long sword, the long-lost sword demon appeared.
When cleaning the long sword, Meng Fan deliberately avoided some obviously powerful long swords, planning to wait until he became stronger in the future before cleaning these long swords.
But there are always surprises.
Occasionally, some swords that don't look good may have hidden evil spirits.
After all, even the most ordinary mortal sword will be filled with evil energy if it drinks too much blood and kills too many people.
Just like the White Night Sword that Meng Fan wiped before, it was suspected to be the earliest sword worn by Yong Ye Shenhou when he was a boy.
The long sword that Meng Fan wiped this time, like the White Night Sword, looked ordinary, but it had experienced countless bloodlusts and was stained with blood!
[The name of the sword is Black Wind. 】
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