Meng Fan really couldn't understand that a person with such strength could become famous and even found a sect!
Why do you want to be a thief?
In other words, whether a person is bad or not has nothing to do with strength.
No matter how strong you are, your nature will not change.
But from Meng Fan's point of view, he felt that even if he was a "bad guy", once he became strong enough, he would try to gain power and whitewash himself.
Of course, it is extremely naive and ridiculous to use your own ideas to speculate on others!
Meng Fan shook his head and stopped thinking about these unsolvable and complicated problems.
However, he still remembered the name Ximen Zhaixing.
There is no doubt that this is a big boss who can dominate one side.
If you encounter him by chance in the future, you must... walk around.
Can't afford it!
After a while, Senior Brother Jin returned to the Sutra Pavilion, and Meng Fan also returned to the Jiange Pavilion.
As soon as he arrived at Jiange, he heard Elder Lin's voice.
"Come up!"
Meng Fan spent ten days and ten nights studying at the Sword God Monument, and now that he is back, Mr. Lin is naturally eager to see what progress Meng Fan has made.
After all, he spent a lot of money and is still feeling a little sore.
Only when Meng Fan makes enough progress can he erase his physical pain and heartache.
Meng Fan said hello to Senior Brother Luo, and then walked straight to the second floor of the sword pavilion.
Elder Lin was still sitting cross-legged on the futon in the corner. Most of the time when Meng Fan came to the second floor of Jiange Pavilion, Elder Lin would sit like this, like an old monk.
At Mr. Lin's current state, he no longer needs to sleep. Meditation is the best way to rest and practice at the same time.
In fact, let alone Mr. Lin, Meng Fan is almost at the same level.
The monks are all basically the same.
"Master!" Meng Fan saluted Mr. Lin.
Mr. Lin smiled and gestured to Meng Fan, "Sit down."
Meng Fan sat down on the futon opposite Mr. Lin.
"What have you gained from studying the Sword God Monument for ten days and ten nights this time?" Mr. Lin asked straight to the point.
If Meng Fan's gains are not big enough, then he will really be disappointed.
But reason told him that Meng Fan's gains could not be small.
As a disciple, I have never let myself down.
"Master, this disciple has perfected the "Heavenly Sword" and "The Art of Ten Thousand Swords". You can study and discuss with the master." Meng Fan said.
It is said to be research and discussion, but in fact it is simply teaching Mr. Lin.
But Mr. Lin is his master, so he can only speak politely and be polite.
When Mr. Lin heard Meng Fan's words, his eyes were filled with surprise.
He was not polite to Meng Fan and said quickly: "Let's talk to my teacher!"
Next, Meng Fan did not hide his secrets, and completely shared his understanding of "Sword of Heaven" and "Jue of Ten Thousand Swords" with Mr. Lin.
"The Art of Ten Thousand Swords" is extremely complete because Meng Fan had been taught it by Mr. Wang before.
"Heavenly Sword" is purely his own perception. It is not as comprehensive and complete as "The Art of Ten Thousand Swords", but it still has some similarities.
A long time later, after Meng Fan completely shared these two sword techniques with Mr. Lin, Mr. Lin was completely immersed in studying the sword techniques and stopped talking to Meng Fan.
As for whether Meng Fan has made any other progress, he no longer cares.
Meng Fan saw that Mr. Lin was obsessed with studying swordsmanship and couldn't help himself. He could only stand up and salute: "Master, will that disciple go down first?"
Mr. Lin waved his hand without even raising his head to look at Meng Fan.
Meng Fan even felt that Mr. Lin didn't hear his words clearly at all, and his waving was also a subconscious action.
Meng Fan reluctantly left the second floor of Jiange and returned to his room.
He did not continue practicing, but lay on the bed and fell asleep.
Although meditation is said to be a practice, it also has the effect of sleeping, which can eliminate fatigue.
But after continuously comprehending the Sword God Monument for ten days and ten nights, Meng Fan no longer wanted to practice and just wanted to have a good sleep.
After sleeping until he woke up naturally, it was already bright. Meng Fan got up, washed up, and then went to the second floor of Jiange Pavilion again.
As a result, Mr. Lin was still addicted to the two sword techniques of "Sword of Heaven" and "Jue of Ten Thousand Swords" just like yesterday.
Meng Fan did not disturb Mr. Lin and quietly retreated to the first floor.
Looking at the state, Mr. Lin had to "retreat" for a few days to study these two sword techniques.
After all, Mr. Lin didn't have Meng Fan's talent, so it would definitely take a lot of time to study these two sword techniques.
Returning to the first floor of the sword pavilion, Meng Fan began to clean his sword.
The source of the sword in his body has been exhausted, and it's time to replenish it.
And even if he doesn't think about himself, he still has to think about Hongqi.
In fact, this girl Hongqi needs the origin of the sword more than he does!
After wiping a dozen long swords in a row, Meng Fan didn't encounter any sword evil spirits.
Meng Fan, who felt a little helpless, directly picked up a spiritual sword, hoping to find some excitement.
For Meng Fan, there is no longer any danger in coming into contact with the spirit sword, and he can touch it without any scruples.
He kept cleaning the mortal sword based on the principle of not wasting it.
Because he planned to clean all the long swords in the sword pavilion, and no sword essence could be wasted.
[Sword Name White Wind]
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Just as Meng Fan expected, the moment he came into contact with this spiritual sword, a sword spirit rushed towards Meng Fan.
Then the sword evil was absorbed and the memory of the sword evil appeared.
A young man in gorgeous clothes appeared inside a high wall of a deep palace.
Inside the palace!
This is the cold palace.
Meng Fan looked at the memory. This memory has always been from the perspective of a young man.
In other words, it is the perspective of the white wind sword in the young man's hand.
This is the imperial palace, but it is not the Dalong Dynasty that Meng Fan has had contact with before, but the more distant Daqing Dynasty.
Shushan Sword Sect and Dalong Dynasty both belong to the Northern Territory of Tianyuan World.
But this Qinglong Dynasty belongs to the Central Plains of Tianyuan World.
Northern Territory, Southern Territory, Eastern Territory, Western Territory, Central Plains!
Of these five regions, the Central Plains is the vastest and most prosperous region, and was once called China.
The land of China!
Suddenly seeing the memory information related to the Central Plains, Meng Fan was quite interested.
The Central Plains is a vast territory with many dynasties.
In addition to the imperial dynasty, there is also a terrifying divine dynasty, the Great Sun Divine Dynasty!
In the Central Plains, these dynasties and sects were all under the rule of the Great Sun Dynasty in a sense.
It can be seen from this that how powerful this Great Sun Dynasty is, it can be said to suppress the world!
Then the boy in his memory was named Zhao Buhui, a prince of the Daqing Dynasty.
His mother-in-law was thrown into the cold palace, and then he also lived in the cold palace since he was a child, completely unpopular with the Daqing Emperor.
This harsh living environment has developed Zhao Buhui's perseverance and a city that far exceeds his peers!
When he was seventeen, his mother-in-law died of illness.
Emperor Daqing took pity on him and released him from the cold palace.
In the following time, Zhao Buhui worked hard to manage his power, and then practiced harder.
In these years, he has been arrogant and arrogant, and like the Daqing Emperor, he is kind to his father and filial to his son.
