Chapter 11: Sword Maniac Zhou Mania

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It can be seen that the True Martial Sect is powerful, and at this time, the True Martial Sect Sect said that it is better to let Yuexin introduce it to you. Chu Yuexin said happily, our True Martial Sect can be divided into the outer gate and the inner gate, the core, and the upper part is divided into Shangqing Mountain, Cloud Valley, Burial Sword Pool, Baicao Garden, and Bailian River.

They are respectively in charge of the five ancestors, Shangqing Mountain is in charge of Daoqing Shizu, Cloud Valley is in charge of Yunxinyu Shizu, Baicao Garden is in charge of Ziyu Shizu, and Bailian River is in charge of Xuanye Shizu.

Lin Fan asked about the burial sword pool, Chu Yuexin said with a smile. It is the ancestor of the sword madness Zhou Zhuang, and the True Martial Sect is in addition to the master.

There are also elders, which are divided into outer gates, inner gates, cores, protectors, and law enforcement;

In the sect, each performs its own duties, and now the country of Luo is in turmoil. Many brothers and sisters have removed their experience, and where they go is the Zhenwu Palace.

I saw a few voices coming out to welcome the Palm Sect back to the mountain, and I saw the True Martial Palm Sect Chu Jingzhi talking about the hard work for an elder.

I saw a few figures appear in the main hall, and I didn't dare.

Chu Jingzhi said that after I left, something important would happen to the sect.

Nothing happened, but I heard that something seemed to be happening in the Ghost Spirit Gate. I saw Chu Jingzhi's eyelids move, oh, what can happen. 、

Speaking of which, it seems like a pleasure to hear.

An elder said that it was like an elder of the Ghost Spirit Sect, a ghost Taoist, who was killed by someone.

Until now, I haven't found out who made it, Chu Jingzhi smiled and smiled at the cultivation of ghost Dao people. Only in the late stage of the Yuan Shen Realm can it be possible.

The herald elder told the disciples who were traveling abroad to keep an eye on all movements in the Ghost Spirit Gate. Found the whereabouts of a bronze ancient corpse, and rewarded a secret book of the sect.

One Tianxin Pill, and secretly keep an eye on that mysterious powerhouse.

In addition, such as the True Martial Sect, Taiyimen, Incense Valley, Luo Kingdom, and other forces.

Other countries and sects also heard the news, and the country of Luo was surging.

Lin Fan has no feelings for all this, and it has been more than a month since he came to the True Martial Sect. There is still no news from the sword maniac seniors, hey;

Knowing that Guo Shangwu had entered the sect, Lin Fan was also very happy.

But when I think of myself, I am also dimmed.

Where should I go?,At this moment, a knock on the door interrupted Lin Fan. Is Lin Gongzi in the house?

At;

The moment he opened the door, he saw a cyan figure. Speaking to Lin Fan, there was news from the master sect that the sword madness master had returned to the mountain.

I came to tell him, Lin Fan said happily when he saw this, thank you sister.

Senior sister can call me Lin Fan, you don't have to call me a son. The cyan figure blushed, and when it comes to it, I will call you Senior Brother Lin;

Senior Brother Lin come with me, and I'll take Senior Brother to the Burial Sword Pool.

Then thank you, sister;

In front of it is the burial sword pool, junior brother be careful. The ancestor has a strange temper, thank you for reminding me, my senior sister is about to break through the middle stage of the True Yuan Realm, and I happen to have a Steady Heart Pill here.

Just give it to my sister; The junior brother should keep it for his own use, and the senior sister will keep it, and the junior brother will still have a lot.

In that case, I'll take it first.

In this way, thank you for the elixir of junior brother, like Lin Fan to do that ten thousand blessings.

Looking at the calm burial sword pool in front of him, Lin Fanque didn't dare to take a step forward. Meditate with your eyes closed, and at the same time somewhere in the Burial Sword Pool.

There were two people talking about something, talking about how the senior brother was. knows how to advance and retreat, the qualifications are okay, and the understanding is not bad.

Judging by his perseverance, it is not bad, if he can comprehend the sword intent here, it is not impossible to see the previous one.

Senior brother, can't you still 、、、、 let go of the past? It's not your fault, it's his own choice, and you can't mention it.

I'm not going to take in disciples, brother, at the same time.

Lin Fan, who was meditating, suddenly felt a burst of pressure, and suddenly the entire burial sword pool. A giant sword was formed, with an incomparable sword aura.

Swept towards Lin Fan, what's going on, why can't I move that. Could it be that I, Lin Fan, are going to die here, and I will also be wronged by that.

When the giant sword passed through Lin Fan's body, it did not suffer any damage. The cold sweat on his whole body has already soaked his whole body, what is that giant sword.

Could it be that the giant sword is a sword intent, what is a sword intent. I am the sword, and the sword is me. The sword is born from the heart, I understand that.

I saw that Lin Fan seemed to turn into a giant sword, and let out a long roar, wandering in the sword burial pool. The Burial Sword Pond seems to have been affected by something;

Don't kill that, boy, huh;

At the same time, the scenery of the burial sword pond has changed, and there are abandoned swords, broken swords, broken swords, and fierce swords everywhere.

The sound of the sword revealed the sadness, and the wail. It reverberates all around, as if telling its own origins and history.

Lin Fan was shocked, and his heart showed sadness. Sorry, hey. I don't think this is the place where your sword is hidden, I know that;

This is the burial sword pool, what is the burial sword. It is the soul tomb of the sword.

Just when Lin Fan was in a deep mood, a pitch-black heavy sword flew towards Lin Fan. A sword aura struck Lin Fan.

Seeing this, Lin Fan's eyes closed, and his fingers condensed sword intent. In response to the sudden sword qi, the two sides come and go. There were no more than dozens of moves in a while, and the burial sword pool was in a mess.

Everywhere the sword intent wailed, knowing that the battle would not be won for a long time. He was already at a disadvantage, and his two fingers urged the true yuan to the extreme.

The sword intent was vertical and horizontal, and the surrounding sword intent slowly merged into Lin Fan's sword intent. One move, six ways, fast word decision, heavy sword feeling.

The sword qi of the entire burial sword pool merged into the sword body, and a white-clothed figure appeared beside the heavy sword.

As soon as he grasped the hilt of the heavy sword, he only heard a sound of remnants in the wind. When the two moves met, Lin Fan bore the brunt.

Zhenyuan collapsed, spitting blood from his mouth. Seeing that he was about to fall, a middle-aged figure stood in front of Lin Fan.

Nine tests of the imperial sword, one style of attention, extreme tricks encounter, shocked the entire burial sword pool. I saw that the heavy sword turned into a black shadow and merged into Lin Fan's body, and I couldn't imagine which one you would choose;

Whatever it is, it is the will of God;

Just let him stay here, why does Senior Brother plan to take him as an apprentice?

Let's wait until he wakes up;

I don't know how long it was, when Lin Fan woke up, he found himself lying in a grass house. Slowly got up and walked out of the grass house, and saw a middle-aged man not far away.

Dressed very plainly, meditating with an expressionless face.

Seeing Lin Fan coming, he said that you woke up.

Thank you for your life-saving grace and thoughtfulness. There is no need to be polite, at the moment when the middle-aged man is really in his eyes.

Lin Fan felt like all his secrets had been seen through, and there was nothing to hide. The reply is good, but it is too reckless.

Who is your master?

Lin Fanwen's expression was gloomy, and when he said that my master's Dao number is Qingwei, his real name is Qin Changyun. What, is he okay?

Master he 、、、 he has died, what; Even if it is time, it is possible to break through the Yuan Shen Realm, how can it be、、、

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