Land Sword Immortal's Sword Pavilion has guarded the sword for eighty years

The foundation of Shushan Sword Pavilion is much stronger than Meng Fan imagined.

As for the responsibility and pressure that Mr. Lin mentioned, Meng Fan can't feel it for the time being.

Because now is not the time for him to take responsibility, and he does not have the ability now.

The sky is falling, but Mr. Lin is holding it up!

But at the same time, Meng Fan is also confident that when it is his turn to take responsibility in the future, he believes that he will also have the ability.

After all, he is a jerk!

I still have this bit of self-confidence.

Anyway, at this moment, Meng Fan could only feel happy after knowing that there were so many divine swords and fairy swords in the sword pavilion.

The origin of the future sword has been found!

The sword origin of one divine sword is comparable to the sword origin of a thousand spiritual swords.

As for the fairy sword, it is even more outrageous.

Meng Fan once absorbed the essence of the Demon Suppressing Sword, but it was a sealed Demon Suppressing Sword. Compared with the real fairy sword, it was a world of difference and couldn't be compared to the same.

If one day, Meng Fan can come into contact with a real fairy sword, the origin of the sword obtained there will be at least comparable to ten thousand spiritual swords.

But that's too far away!

If you want to pull out the fairy sword, you must not only have the strength of the master, but at least have the strength of Mr. Lin, right?

When he returned to the first floor of the sword pavilion, Meng Fan was still thinking about the divine swords and fairy swords on the fifth floor of the sword pavilion.

He had never even touched these swords.

It's not that Mr. Lin won't let him touch it, but that he doesn't dare to touch it.

If you touch it, you will most likely die!

Even with Mr. Lin protecting him, there is still a risk of death.

"You have to practice hard and strive to be able to control these divine swords as soon as possible. No, you don't need to control them, as long as you can barely touch them!" Meng Fan murmured to himself in the room.

I was very motivated and started practicing.

Now he is at the fifth level of Tianyuan. Rounding up, he is almost at the realm of condensing pills.

"Strive to cultivate to the realm of condensing pills as soon as possible!"

Meng Fan set a goal for himself.

In fact, Meng Fan was too greedy, otherwise he might have been at the seventh or eighth level of Tianyuan by now.

Because he practiced Lingfeng Xuan Gong, Pure Yang Transformation Thunder Sutra and Red Blood Sutra at the same time.

If he concentrated on practicing one skill, for example, only practicing the Pure Yang Transformation Thunder Scripture, then he would now be far beyond the fifth level of Tianyuan.

After all, when practicing three techniques, the training resources and other resources are divided into three parts, which naturally slows down the pace.

Not to mention anything else, the origin of the sword was given to the Red Blood Sutra for cultivation, and the Pure Yang Transformation Thunder Sutra had no influence at all.

"Should we suspend the practice of the Spiritual Wind Mysterious Technique and the Scarlet Blood Scripture, and first devote all our efforts to practice the Pure Yang Transformation Thunder Scripture to the realm of condensing pills, and then continue to practice other techniques after condensing the pure Yang Transformation Thunder True Essence?"

Meng Fan, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, murmured to himself.

If you want to cultivate to the realm of condensing pills as soon as possible, this is the most suitable way.

After all, neither the Spiritual Wind Mysterious Technique nor the Scarlet Blood Sutra is theoretically as important as the Pure Yang Transformation Thunder Sutra!

"Just do it." Meng Fan made up his mind.

Cultivation to the realm of condensing pills as soon as possible will also help to cultivate the soul.

Originally, Mr. Lin thought that Meng Fan had hope of cultivating his soul before entering the realm of condensation.

Well, Meng Fan himself feels the same way.

But now it seems that this is too inefficient. If he enters the realm of condensing pills as soon as possible, he can also cultivate his soul as soon as possible.

"There is no need to pursue cultivating a soul in the Tianyuan realm. Efficiency is the king."

Meng Fan always does whatever comes to his mind.

That night, he stopped practicing the Lingfeng Xuan Gong and the Red Blood Scripture, and used the sword's origin to practice the Pure Yang Transformation Thunder Scripture.

The speed of cultivation suddenly increased significantly!

Then the consumption was too intense, and the essence of the sword was exhausted in the middle of the night.

Meng Fan did not choose to rest idle, but came to the first floor of the sword pavilion and continued to absorb the origin of the sword.

The mortal swords on the first floor of the sword pavilion have been basically wiped away by him.

There are probably more than a hundred spiritual swords left.

"If we continue at this pace, in a few days, I will have to go to the second floor of the sword pavilion to clean the sword." Meng Fan frowned.

Mr. Lin is sitting on the second floor of the Sword Pavilion and goes to the second floor of the Sword Pavilion to clean his sword. Will Mr. Lin discover something unusual about himself?

"Haha!" Meng Fan laughed to himself.

If you discover it, discover it.

What's more, although Mr. Lin was on the second floor, he was wiping the sword on the first floor, so Mr. Lin couldn't find anything unusual?

I must have discovered it long ago!

But Mr. Lin has never explored his "secret".

Thinking of this, Meng Fan felt relieved.

When Meng Fan wiped the seventh sword, a memory of sword evil made his heart skip a beat.

This is another special sword!

Meng Fan has seen too many famous people among the swords in Shushan Sword Pavilion.

Even the powerful men who dominated the world at that time had used spiritual swords and even mortal swords.

Shushan Sword Pavilion collects famous swords from all over the world. It is not an unbelievable thing to encounter these swords. Meng Fan even felt that it was extremely unusual.

The memory of Jian Sha is a scene of a young man practicing his sword day after day.

The young man's qualifications are extremely good. He entered the realm of Qi training at the age of thirteen, the realm of Zhenwu at the age of eighteen, and the realm of Tianyuan at the age of twenty-five.

This is a disciple of Shushan Sword Sect named Lin Tianxing.

From childhood to adulthood, he practiced swordsmanship in Shushan and never left Shushan.

Just when he had just reached the Tianyuan realm, that is, at the age of twenty-five, he was called over by his father.

When Meng Fan saw Lin Tianxing's father, his heart beat wildly and his face was filled with shock.

Because he knew Lin Tianxing's father.

Not only that, but extremely familiar!

Lin Tianxing's father's name is Lin Bianyun.

Mr. Lin! ! ! !

"Mr. Lin actually has a son. Why have I never heard him mention it?" Meng Fan was shocked and a little dumbfounded.

Since Mr. Lin has a son, where is his son now?

Why have I never seen it?

Also, Mr. Lin has children, but where is his wife?

Meng Fan had never met Mr. Lin's relatives and always thought that Mr. Lin was alone.

Since an old man like Mr. Lin has a wife and children, he should enjoy family happiness with his wife and children.

Meng Fan continued to watch Jian Sha's memory, feeling a bad premonition in his heart.

The memory of Sword Demon is intermittent. There are only some fragmentary memories of sword practice. It is impossible to see a person's life.

So it wasn't until Lin Tianxing was twenty-five years old that Meng Fan "happened" to see Mr. Lin from his memory.

"Dad, are you looking for me?" Lin Tianxing in memory asked Mr. Lin.

Mr. Lin looked at Lin Tianxing and asked with a very complicated expression: "Xiaoxing, are you hiding something from me?"

"Dad, do you know everything?" Lin Tianxing's expression changed and he was a little nervous, but soon the nervousness disappeared and was replaced by determination.

"Of course I have to know. Are you crazy? You actually want to go to Fengyun Demon Sect without telling me?" Elder Lin said with anger in his tone.

Lin Tianxing looked at his father with an extremely calm expression, especially the determination and persistence in his eyes.

"Dad, you never told me how my mother died, but do you think I won't know if you don't tell me?"