It is said that Zhang Fan's master Sword Soul began to look around for a breakthrough to rescue Zhang Fan when he arrived at the Hidden Scripture Pavilion. His purpose was not to restore Zhang Fan's memory, but to repair his Dao body.

A person who can't practice in the Sword Pavilion is a waste person and a trash, so he must find a way to help Zhang Fan recover his ability to cultivate. Otherwise, the propeller of the Sword Pavilion would definitely sweep away Zhang Fan's garbage, or even die......

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Elder Du came out of the Heavenly Peak and immediately transferred to the Hall of Elders of Ten Thousand Swords Peak.

Twenty elders were summoned to begin the proceedings......

Elder Du was the first to speak: "Zhang Fan's cultivation has regressed, I don't think he is qualified to stay in the position of the seventh son of the Sword Pavilion, so we should find someone to replace him as soon as possible." ”

"No, the pavilion master hasn't spoken yet, aren't we in a hurry. An old man spoke.

"Hmph! Without Zhang Fan in the Heavenly Absolute Peak, there will be no threat, what are you still hesitating about?" said an old man beside Elder Du.

"Hmph! The ghost knows what hole cards the old man of the Sword Soul of the Heavenly Absolute Peak has. ”

"Yes, the relationship between the old man of the sword soul and the pavilion master seems to be unusual, in case the pavilion master does not agree, we will not be able to steal chickens and rice. ”

"The Pavilion Master has long ignored him, otherwise how could the Pavilion Master not know about our little actions today. ”

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Zhang Fan is still like that, staying on the Heavenly Peak every day, except that people will come to see him from time to time, nothing has changed......

He can't practice now, and the Medicine Saint can't do it, the secret technique of the Sword Pavilion is too strong, so powerful that it can't be reversed.

Zhihai has been destroyed, so his divine sense has become very weak, and due to the secret arts, his cultivation is constantly regressing, and even he can't even save his spiritual power......

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The once proud man has become like this.

"Senior Brother Zhang, where's your sword?" Xiao Xuan looked at Zhang Fan.

"Sword, I don't know......" Zhang Fan was very confused, he heard that he was very powerful before, he was a genius of kendo, a genius admired by everyone, and no one in the sword pavilion did not know him. But now, he doesn't know anything, even the most basic exercises have been forgotten.

"Don't know?" Xiao Xuan looked surprised, Zhang Fan's sword was of course the "Soul Slaying Sword" given to him by his master, and it was also his most precious thing. "No, you forgot to kill the soul?" Xiao Xuan couldn't believe it.

Zhang Fan didn't speak......

These days, he has heard many people say, if it is very important, how can it be lost, and if it is lost, why does everyone not know about it, and still bring it up?

"Senior brother, have you really forgotten, can't you remember anything?"

"Well, I forgot all the things before......" Zhang Fan was faintly sad, why do people want me before, what's wrong with me now......

"Senior Brother Zhang, it's okay, I'll protect you in the future, look at those ones, who dares to come here to challenge again." ”

Zhang Fan didn't know what to say, and finally popped out three words: "Thank you!"

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In fact, Xiao Xuan and Zhang Fan had no friendship before, and if there is anything, it can only be said that Xiao Xuan has always admired Zhang Fan.

She was still a little restrained when she came here, but after seeing Zhang Fan so easy to get along with, she let go.

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Xiao Xuan didn't mention the matter of the Soul Slaying Sword again, but the two chatted happily, although most of them were Xiao Xuan talking.

Before leaving, Xiao Xuan left a sword "Soul Death", but it was not a famous sword, but it was also a spiritual treasure, which had already surpassed ordinary swords too much.

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"How is it, are you done talking?" Wu An walked in and looked at Zhang Fan with a smile, with a strange color in his smile. He was followed by Elder He, and his smile was also so strange.

Zhang Fan was a little confused, what's wrong!

"It's over, two...... Second Senior Brother. "Zhang Fan has not seen Wu An since he woke up, Wu An went to the country of Hua before this, knowing that he had just come back, and as soon as he came back, he heard that Zhang Fan was seriously injured, although he was cured, he had lost his memory. And Zhang Fan's cultivation has been declining, there is no sign of improvement, it is rumored that Zhang Fan will not be able to practice in this life, and some people have begun to plot to let Zhang Fan withdraw from the position of the seventh son of the Sword Pavilion and let others take his place.

Hearing the news, he was really angry and even his liver and lungs, smashed the teeth in his mouth, and rushed directly to the Heavenly Peak, only then did he bump into the scene just now.

The planner didn't expect that Wu An would come back at this time, so the young man in black was almost killed......

"You little devil is quite powerful, compared to me back then!" Elder He smiled meaningfully.

Wu An has a white eye, and the old man also has a youth, hahaha......

"Elder He, I want a book of exercises and try to practice, is it okay?" Zhang Fan finally spoke, this was the first time he heard others say that he couldn't do it, he had this idea. Until he chatted with Xiao Xuan just now, there seemed to be a strange aura everywhere, that is, his abolished breath.

"This ...... This is not that it will not be given to you, but that you can't practice now, and the Medicine Saint Venerable said that you will definitely not be able to practice until the end of the backlash. "Elder He told him truthfully that the backlash of the Sword Pavilion Secret Technique was too powerful, and if he insisted on cultivating, he would face death.

"When will the secret anti-devouring technique end?" Zhang Fan asked anxiously.

"This, this...... It's hard to say, if there is a way, it can be ended at any time, but if there is no way, then you can only wait......"

"Can't you even practice now?" Wu An was anxious and roared loudly, "Isn't that a wasted person...... "Doesn't that mean that he has said the wrong thing, he secretly glanced at Zhang Fan, and only when he found that he didn't move, he put his mind at ease.

"It turns out that only I don't understand anything...... Zhang Fan shook his head, "Elder He, thank you for taking such good care of me these days." ”

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In the evening, everyone was gone, and he was the only one left in the room......

"Why don't you tell me how to cultivate, just say that I can't cultivate? Am I so weak?" Zhang Fan was very painful in his heart at this time.

"Since you say that I am a rare genius in a hundred years, why don't you believe me and cultivate...... Cultivation ......"

Zhang Fan remembered the feeling of catching the sword at the door during the day, the feeling of throwing the sword out, and the feeling of dodging the spiritual attack of the young man in black......

At that time, he could hook the aura of heaven and earth with a casual throw, so now he had to find that feeling......

He was angry then......

No, that's not how it feels......

Kill, kill, kill...... Ha, ha......

If you want to hold a murderous sword, you can go to the end of the world with a sword.

How high is the sky?

It's not tall, it's just as tall as my chest

I'm taller than the sky......

It was the awakening of the power of anger, and in the depths of my heart, there seemed to be a boundless black wave surging up......

Some people say that cultivation is to change his life against the sky, so he wants to change his life against the sky now.

"What is my word?"

"What am I practicing for?"

"I don't have the greed for immortality, I don't have the determination to become the most powerful person in the world......"

"And what is my word?"

"I don't want to worry about the people who have guarded me, I want to protect the people I want to guard, so I ......"

"My Word is the Way of Guardianship......

"Our goal is not to become the strongest in the world, but there is no way, if I want to protect, then I must become the strongest......"

My way is to be the strongest in the world.

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Before the amnesia, Zhang Fan had no way of his own, he just practiced silently, cultivating to be the strongest, but he was aimless.

Without one's own way, it is difficult to achieve positive results after all.

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And now Zhang Fan has his own way.