It's summer, and I know that the trees are creaking, telling the heat of the weather.

On the bus bound for Jiangbei City from Xiaotian County, the passengers were drowsy, half lying on soft chairs.

On the last row of seats, a boy with slender hair of about 1.7 meters sat quietly on a soft chair, holding a sword in his right hand and holding his arms, closing his eyes and resting.

Looking closely, the long sword in the young man's hand was an earthy yellow wooden sword, with rough workmanship and complex lines, but the sword body was extremely smooth.

The bus entered steep terrain and began to jolt.

Because of the violent bumps of the car, the boy suddenly opened his eyes.

"Where is this? How am I in the car?"

But in an instant, Zhang Fan's head seemed to explode, and a sharp pain stimulated his nerves, and a heart-wrenching pain quickly spread throughout his body.

Familiar pictures appeared in front of him, his face was pale, beads of sweat the size of beans kept falling, and the expression on his fair face was a little hideous.

"Unexpectedly, I actually walked out of the madness. Zhang Fan wiped a handful of sweat and looked happy.

For half a year, his consciousness was in a deep sleep, and it was difficult for him to wake up.

By chance, he has been wearing the ancestral sword of his family, and he finally woke up through the murmuring of the sword in the sword.

Zhang Fan is the thirty-second generation of the Zhang family's mad sword heir, a sword practitioner, once he enters the way of the sword, he must seek the superb realm of the unity of man and sword, otherwise he will not be a swordsman.

When the Zhang family arrived, Zhang Fan's vein was already extremely low.

His eldest brother Zhang Bosch was born smart, has an excellent memory, is a learning genius, and has been successfully admitted to Tsinghua University.

His second brother Zhang Niudun's hands-on innovation ability is very strong, in the sixth grade of primary school he built a remote control small flying saucer, so he was awarded the title of invention expert by the school, to this day, was recruited by the Aihua Academy of Sciences, became one of them.

And Zhang Fan inherited everything from his father Zhang Linshan, practiced swords since he was a child, and worked hard.

Heaven rewards hard work, and when he was fifteen years old, he was only one step away from the Great Swordsman.

Since then, Zhang Fan has been practicing hard, but his realm has not increased at all, but he has gone mad and almost lost his life.

During this period of madness, he went crazy and furious for half a year, and through treatment, he finally returned to normal, but during this time, he did not say a word, and his expression was melancholy, as if he was depressed.

The elders of the clan tried their best to cure it, so they could only arrange for someone to take Zhang Fan to the city hospital for treatment.

So now they're on their way to the city.

The old slave Fu Bo, who was taking care of him on the side, slowly opened his eyes, looked at Zhang Fan's cold appearance and couldn't help but sigh.

This good seedling, who was once the most talented and powerful in the clan, was destroyed like this, which is a pity.

Zhang Fan checked his body and found that his sword cultivation realm was not as good as before, and if he wanted to cultivate back to his previous realm, he was afraid that he would have to start over.

Sword cultivation is divided into six realms: entry, called Jiansheng: half realm, called swordsman: peak, called great swordsman: consummation, called Jianhao: incarnation, called sword master: unity, called sword master.

With Zhang Fan's current strength, he is only in the third stage of entry, that is, he is a little more powerful than ordinary martial arts practitioners.

Zhang Fan glanced at Fu Bo sitting in front of him, the look of genuine care on his face, he couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, and a wry smile on his face, has he caused chaos in his family during this time?

The pain gradually faded, Zhang Fan ran the sword technique, and the true qi in his body gathered scatteredly, and began to form Xiao Zhou Tian to nourish his body.

Because the reversal of the true qi of the madness was impacted, the muscles and veins were cracked, and it took a lot of effort in the family to help him recover.

After recovery, the condensation of true qi was easier, and the cultivation speed went to a higher level.

"Huh?" Fauber's eyes sharpened, and his cloudy old eyes burst into a gleam.

Fu Bo stroked his beard and looked at Chen Fan in the seat seriously.

How long has it been since he suffered from depression, I haven't seen him cultivate.

I just wanted to ask, but my mouth opened but I didn't make a sound, and it was best not to interrupt in the middle of my cultivation.

The bus moved quickly and reached the terminal before you knew it.

Zhang Fan opened his eyes, and there was a crackling sound like fried beans on his body, bubbling with wisps of white gas.

Fu Bo is overjoyed, this is a breakthrough!

Zhang Fan got up, his momentum was like a rainbow, and the whole person seemed to be reborn, looking radiant.

"Fauber, let's get out of the car. Zhang Fan smiled slightly.

Fu Bo was taken aback: "Say, say, speak, young master speak!?"

He checked Zhang Fan and found that there was no big problem, so he hugged Zhang Fan.

"Great! Wonderful!" said Fauber, weeping bitterly.

The passengers on the bus who had not yet gotten off looked at the two people behind them in surprise, and secretly cursed their mental retardation in their hearts.

"Hey, you two, get out of the car!" The driver at the front also noticed the situation behind.

"Alright, Fauber, let's get out of the car first. Zhang Fan nodded slightly towards the driver and gently pushed Fu Bo forward.

The two got off the bus with their packages, the sun was shining, and many people were holding up parasols.

Zhang Fan stood in place and waited, and Fauber was secretly on the phone at the ticket office.

"Master, master, great! Third Young Master, he is back to normal!" Fu Bo said excitedly.

Zhang Linshan on the other side of the phone was stunned, and then burst into tears, after so long, finally, has it finally recovered?

The boulder in his heart finally fell, and the long-lost sense of relief made him breathe a sigh of relief.

"That's right, master, the third young master has just broken through as soon as he recovered, and now he is already in the fourth stage of entry. ”

"Yes, yes, break and stand, this is the first time he has been out of the mountain in more than ten years, his two brothers have grown up, and he should be trained and experienced. ”

"So, sir, what are you going to do?"

"Looks like the plan is going to be ahead of schedule..."

The Zhang family's mad sword is a fierce sword technique, because of the loss of some of the sword techniques, the cultivation of sword cultivators has never been able to break through, and as a result, there are many people who are not strong in mind who have gone mad, and even the strongest ones are stuck in the bottleneck of the sword master and cannot go further.

And it is said that the Yan family in Jiangbei City has a set of immortal sword techniques, called Wuji Sword Technique, which is the famous practice of Yan Nantian, the former Wuji Sword Ancestor.

Coincidentally, when it came to the Yan family, there was no one to practice, the reason is very simple, the descendants of the Yan family are all women.

A woman's lack of talent is virtue, but it is said that although the Yan family's generation did not practice swords, there are many people who practice martial arts.

And Zhang Linshan's plan is to help his son find a daughter-in-law earlier, and it is best to get involved with Yan Qingxue, the most favored little granddaughter of the Yan family.

……

Outside the downtown station, Zhang Fan and Fubo took a taxi.

"Master, go to the big west exit of Hongshan Road. Fauber said to the driver.

Zhang Fan was confused: "Fu Bo, where are we going?"

Fu Bo said slowly: "Before I came, the master instructed me to let the young man experience in the red dust. ”

"Father already knew that I could recover?" Zhang Fan rolled his eyes, speechless.

"yes, I just didn't expect it to be so fast. Fauber said.

It seems that this ancestral sword really lives up to its name, and it cures itself in this way, Zhang Fanmo holds the sword body.

The mad sword technique was broken, and he couldn't continue to cultivate, if he wanted to go further, only the Yan family's Wuji Sword Technique that his father said was the right way.

Zhang Fan was helpless, he didn't expect that his father would want to please a girl by himself, how good is this.

Fauber shouted two words, pulling him out of his thoughts.

"The master said that successful people are self-made, so let me specially not give you financial support, just arrange for you to enter the school, and the rest depends on the young master to work hard. ”

"Don't worry, Fauber, I'll knock down any strong opponents one by one. Zhang Fan said seriously.

Fu Bo smiled helplessly, sure enough, as the old man expected, the young master is really ignorant, he has also been addicted to martial arts training all these years, and he has not learned a little way to deal with people, so it is time for him to suffer a little.

After thinking about it, Fu Bo still stuffed a few hundred yuan into Zhang Fan's bag.

But after a while, the two got out of the car and came to Jiangbei City No. 2 Middle School, Yuanze High School.

Jiangbei City, an extremely famous high school, once gave birth to a national martial arts champion here, and the college entrance examination student 'became famous'.

After Fu Bo arranged for Zhang Fan to stay in school, he left silently, leaving Zhang Fan to sit alone in the office.

Before leaving, Fu Bo told him that he must listen to the teacher, and that a teacher is like a father.

Zhang Fan hugged the ancestral sword: the sword of Qiu Hong, and there was an indescribable nervousness in his heart.

As the footsteps outside the door became louder and louder, the door was opened.

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