Urban Spirit Sword Fairy

Chapter 7 Makes sense

"How is it possible, who are you and what family are you from?" The boy surnamed Bai took a deep breath and introduced himself: "I am Bai Jingyun from the Bai family!"

When talking about the Bai family, the young man surnamed Bai gradually faded from the previous shock. He thought of the strength of their Bai family, and felt a little relieved.

"My name is Lin Fan, and I am not from your family." Lin Fan replied.

A look of shock appeared on Bai Jingyun's face, and then he asked cautiously, "Which sect do you belong to?"

With a stick of incense, Bai Jingyun didn't dare to be careless to take away the monsters that he couldn't deal with. Although the Bai family was powerful, he didn't dare to provoke the sect easily. Any sect, even if it was lonely, was not like their Bai family. His family can afford to offend.

Lin Fan continued to shake his head: "Don't think too much, I just learned a little three-legged cat kung fu from Master."

Bai Jingyun naturally didn't believe it in his heart. With such strength, if he wasn't from a sect, he might be from a family. This person is worth handing over!

Bai Jingyun changed his previous arrogant attitude, and said, "Brother Lin Fan is really powerful. He is about the same age as me, but he can easily drive away that monster just now."

"It's not that I'm too strong, but that you're too weak." Lin Fan said seriously.

The corners of Bai Jingyun's eyes twitched a few times, and he took a deep breath. Although he was a little angry, he didn't dare to offend Lin Fan because he didn't know Lin Fan's background: "Since the matter is over, let's say goodbye."

After finishing speaking, Bai Jingyun turned around and walked out without looking back.

Lin Fan looked at his back, and shook his head slightly. He didn't mean to humiliate him, but, this guy's strength was not good enough, so Lin Fan had to bite the bullet and praise him.

Yipin Layman opened the altar, and even a low-level demon couldn't deal with it.

"Little friend, no, little master Lin really has great powers." Du Yu who was at the side was even more shocked. He didn't expect that a student who followed along the street would be able to deal with evil spirits.

And stronger than the people from the Bai family.

Lin Fan didn't know about the Bai family, but Du Yu knew that there were four yin and yang families in the area around Qingcheng City, and none of these yin and yang families was easy to mess with.

One of them, as long as he becomes a layman, he will have 'supernatural powers', and his connections are many times higher than those of wealthy businessmen like the Du family.

This time, the Du family still spent a lot of money to invite Bai Jingyun, but this Lin Fan in front of him was about the same age as Bai Jingyun, but his strength was much higher than him.

Du Yu and Bai Jingyun thought the same thing, thinking that Lin Fan might be from that great family.

Du Yu also lost the look of contempt that he had before, and his attitude towards Lin Fan was even more respectful than that of Bai Jingyun before.

Lin Fan looked at Du Yu and blinked, but did not speak. Du Yu then slapped his forehead: "Look at me, this is the hard work of the little master this trip."

Looking at the cash that Du Yu handed over, it was 5 yuan in cash.

Lin Fan's eyes lit up, he took the money, and said with a smile, "Thanks, remember to call me when you have such a good thing."

"Forehead."

Seeing Lin Fan's happy appearance, Du Yu was taken aback. You must know that disciples from aristocratic families like Bai Jingyun take money very lightly.

Lin Fan didn't care what Du Yu thought, and carefully put the money into the bag: "Let's go first."

"Okay, I'll see you off." Du Yu came back to his senses and asked the driver to drive Lin Fan home.

Along the way, Lin Fan hummed a ditty and looked out the car window. This man was much more generous than that old bastard Xuan Daozi.

He gave 100 to a low-level demon. You know, he worked hard with Xuan Daozi for a year. He promised himself [-] million and donated it to him.

Thinking of this, Lin Fan couldn't help cursing in his heart, if that old bastard was still alive, he would definitely come to him and beat him up.

5 yuan, for him, is enough to spend a long time.

Lin Fan returned home, put away the money, cooked a bowl of noodles, ate casually, went to bed, meditated, and practiced inner skills.

In the world of Yin and Yang, there are demon monks who help the world, Taoist priests who are dedicated to Taoism, aristocratic families and sects in the secular world, and demon hunters who go around killing demons for money.

But Lin Fan is different, he is an onmyoji who has almost disappeared.

This Onmyoji is not a third-rate thing like the island country. In ancient times, Onmyoji was a collective name for the people of the Shushan Sword School.

Whether it is the Quanzhen Sect, or the Quanzhen Sect and other sects, they are far from being comparable to the ancient Shushan Sword Sect.

After Xuan Daozi was expelled from the school, he accidentally obtained a kung fu of the almost extinct Shushan Sword School, Yujian Jue.

It's a pity that Xuan Daozi's talent was dull, and he couldn't learn it for a long time. He even coaxed and lied to take Lin Fan away because he saw Lin Fan's talent, which is a good material for learning Yujianjue.

After Lin Fan meditated for a while, he opened his eyes, and let out a breath slowly. After practicing the internal skills of Yu Jianjue in the body, it can make people feel refreshed.

Of course, what he learned was not only Yujianjue, but also Quanzhen Kungfu.

The powerful sword celestial beings of the Shushan Sword Sect were the Orthodox Sect and the Quanzhen Sect looked up to in ancient times, but then for unknown reasons, those powerful sword celestial beings of the Shushan Sword Sect suddenly disappeared.

Even the mysterious skills of the Shushan Sword School disappeared.

In history, whenever the Shushan Sword School's skills appear, it will set off a bloodbath.

Yujianjue already belongs to one of the most quintessential skills of the Shushan Sword School. If people knew about it, Lin Fan would have no chance to practice it with peace of mind.

Thinking about this, Lin Fan looked out the window, not knowing when he would be able to set foot on the Quanzhen Sect, trample all those who looked down on Xuan Daozi under his feet, and fulfill his last wish.

But no matter how difficult it was, it did not shake Lin Fan's determination at all.

"sleep early!"

Lin Fan turned off the light, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The next morning, Lin Fan woke up, took his schoolbag, went downstairs and took a bus, heading towards the school.

After arriving at the school gate, Lin Fan bought two steamed buns, threw them in his mouth, and walked towards the school gate. As soon as he arrived at the school gate, Xu Dong yawned and stood at the gate.

"Brother Fan!" Seeing Lin Fan approaching, Xu Dong hurriedly raised his hand to greet him.

Lin Fan asked: "What are you doing standing at this door, not going in?"

Xu Dong: "Wait for you, lest you get blocked by Wang Zhengwei's group of guys, I inquired about it privately, and Wang Zhengwei has already found someone in private, and it's not from our school..."

"Don't worry, even if I'm blocked, it's useless for you to be here." Lin Fan smiled.

Xu Dongyi said indignantly: "That's not right, I can't beat them, at least I can call an ambulance for you."

Lin Fan was speechless immediately: "You're right, well, it seems to make sense."

(End of this chapter)