Urban Spirit Sword Fairy

Chapter 778 Yan Beiyu

"Yeah." Lin Fan nodded.

The two walked into the hall.

In the main hall, the statues of Sanqing and some other gods in Taoist mythology are enshrined.

In this hall, there are no wooden chairs, and it doesn't look like a hall for business meetings, but rather like a hall for worshiping gods.

Nan Zhanxiong led him to the back of the main hall, behind which was an office like a study.

An old Taoist in his 70s, wearing a Taoist robe, was sitting at a wooden table, looking at some documents in his hands.

He has gray hair and many wrinkles on his face. He wears reading glasses, so the documents are almost stuck on his face.

"Hallmaster." Nan Zhanxiong said out loud.

"what."

Yan Beiyu heard Nan Zhanxiong's voice, put down the document in his hand, stood up, and looked at Nan Zhanxiong with great difficulty: "You are, Nan, Nan Zhanxiong."

Originally, Lin Fan thought that this Yan Beiyu should be very imposing, but he did not expect that he was such an old Taoist priest.

"Hall Master, I brought Lin Fan here." Nan Zhanxiong cupped his hands, and then looked at Lin Fan who was beside him.

Lin Fan felt sorry, bowed respectfully and said, "Sit Lin Fan in the Jiangnan provincial capital, and pay homage to the Palace Master!"

Although the current Lin Fan is no longer the seat of the mansion, he deliberately mentioned it, and his intention was very simple, to remind this Yan Beiyu that, strictly speaking, he can be regarded as his own person in the Ten Directions Forest.

"Lin Fan?" Yan Beiyu had a sad expression on his face, as if he was thinking hard but couldn't remember.

"I'm sorry." Yan Beiyu said with an apologetic look on his aged face, "I'm getting old, sometimes I can't remember things clearly, it's okay, sit down, let's talk slowly."

"Yes." Lin Fan was extremely respectful, and he didn't dare to be careless.

Lin Fan and Nan Zhanxiong walked to the wooden chair opposite him and sat down.

Just sitting down, at this moment, a girl walked in pretending to be a girl. This girl should be around 21, about the same age as Lin Fan.

He has short hair that just reaches his neck.

Holding a bottle of medicine in her hand, she said, "Grandpa, it's time to take medicine."

She ignored Lin Fan and Nan Zhanxiong, poured a glass of boiling water, came to Yan Beiyu's side, and fed him the medicine in her hand.

"Here, Lord Palace Master is not feeling well?" Lin Fan became curious.

The girl frowned and glanced at Lin Fan, but said nothing.

Yan Beiyu said with a chuckle: "I'm old, I have a little dementia, this person is old, and his brain won't work."

After he took the medicine, his previously sluggish spirit seemed to be better.

And Nan Zhanxiong also introduced to Lin Fan in a low voice: "This is the granddaughter of Lord Hall Master, Yan Yiyun."

Lin Fan nodded slightly.

"Grandpa isn't feeling well, I'll stay and talk with you guys." Yan Yiyun looked at Yan Beiyu with helplessness, as if she also had some headaches about her grandfather's dementia.

"Sit down." Yan Beiyu pointed to a chair not far away.

Yan Yiyun pulled a chair and sat next to Yan Beiyu.

Then Yan Beiyu thought about it hard, not sure if the medicine had an effect, or this guy just remembered.

He looked at Lin Fan and said, "By the way, you must be Lin Fan who won the martial arts contest to recruit relatives in Quanzhen Sect a few days ago."

Speaking of this, he showed a happy smile on his face, and said to his granddaughter: "Look, my dementia is not too serious, and I can still remember things."

Yan Yiyun rolled his eyes at him, but didn't speak.

Lin Fan was a little embarrassed, nodded his head, and said, "Report to Lord Palace Master, it's my servant."

"That's right, as a member of our ten-direction forest, being able to teach that boy Wang Jin a lesson in the Quanzhen Sect has not insulted the prestige of our ten-direction forest." Yan Beiyu paused, staring at Lin Fan, and said: "However, I am quite interested in the rumored Wanjian Jue. I wonder if what you are using is the legendary Wanjian Jue?"

Lin Fan didn't hide the slightest bit, and nodded briskly and said, "That's right, what I'm using is indeed the Wanjian Jue."

Thousands of pairs of eyes were staring at me at that time, how could I not admit it?

And Yan Yiyun also showed a look of shock. In the past few days, things about Lin Fan have been widely circulated in the world of Yin and Yang.

What became a confidante in a rage, defeated all the geniuses and masters, and even did not hesitate to fight Wang Jin to the death.

All kinds of version rumors became more and more outrageous.

In the past few days, Yan Yiyun had heard many people discussing Lin Fan, but she never thought that this person would suddenly appear here.

At this time, she began to look at Lin Fan in front of her again.

"Okay, okay." Yan Beiyu was as happy as an old urchin. He nodded and said, "Boy, where did you get your Wanjian Jue? Is it the relic of the Shushan Sword School?"

He didn't beat around the bush, and directly asked his purpose.

But Lin Fan shook his head: "Report to the Palace Master, I don't know about the Shushan ruins, and the Wanjianjue technique on me was given by Senior Chess Master Gui Bihai."

"Given to you by Bihai?" Yan Beiyu frowned, and he said, "What's the relationship between the two of you? Why would he give you such a precious thing as Wan Jian Jue?"

It's normal for Yan Beiyu to ask such a question. After all, it's not easy for someone like Bi Hai to meet him.

When he reached the level of practice like Gui Bihai, he would no longer be troubled by things in the secular world and the world of yin and yang.

Lin Fan said respectfully: "I also asked Senior Gui Bihai about this question. Later, Senior Gui Bihai said that he and my father are close friends, that's why it happened."

"Best friend?" Yan Beiyu asked curiously, "Then who is your father?"

"I don't know either." Lin Fan smiled wryly.

He couldn't laugh or cry, the Palace Master Yan Beiyu was really inquisitive, trying to figure out everything.

Yan Beiyu stroked her chin, as if thinking.

It was Nan Zhanxiong who said, "Hall Master, before Lin Fan was born, his father left, and later..."

Nan Zhanxiong briefly explained Lin Fan's life experience. When Lin Fan joined the Ten Directions Forest, these matters had already been thoroughly investigated in the Ten Directions Forest.

"So that's how it is." Yan Beiyu said, "I thought you knew where the Shushan Sword Sect ruins were."

He didn't shy away from speaking at all. Of course, a character like him didn't need to shy away from Lin Fan.

Yan Beiyu said to Lin Fan: "Anyway, you are also a person in our ten-square forest. In the past few days, many forces in the Yin-Yang world have been staring at you. I will release news later to tell the entire Yin-Yang world. The Wanjianjue on your body is given by Bihai, if you don't have any troubles later, you just go away."

Hearing Yan Beiyu's words, Lin Fan nodded: "Thank you, Palace Master, for protecting you."

(End of this chapter)