When night falls, the bright starlight coats the snow with a layer of starlight, and the entire snow-covered mountain seems to be dressed in the cloak of a god, shining in the dark night.

Lin Fan came to the mountain road with a broken sword, and waited under an old tree that had long since dried up, hoping that the gold lord he had pinned his hopes on could arrive.

The gold lord is undoubtedly the Ren family association, a very famous figure among the official disciples of the Snow Cover Gate.

The Ren family will receive Lin Fan's letter, and after reading it carefully, he was skeptical of the content of Lin Fan's letter, but Lin Fan's identity was Ye Ningshuang's attendant, and Ye Ningshuang was the senior sister of the Snow Covering Gate.

When they came to the mountain road, the Ren family would step on the starry white snow and make a heavy 'creak, creak' sound.

Lin Fan knew that Ren Jiahui's weight would be two hundred pounds just by hearing this, and he couldn't help but think that if this guy was a fat man, why would he be famous for his clever and weird swordsmanship?

Ren Jiahui is indeed a fat man, and the cyan formal disciple clothes he wears are very tight, which sets off his round belly.

In the starlight, his harmless face looked ordinary, as if only the calluses on the inside of his fat hands could prove that he was truly a master of swords.

The voice came from far and near, Lin Fan turned his head, although he couldn't see the appearance of Ren Jiahui, but he already knew that he was standing in front of him.

The Ren family looked at Lin Fan, and went straight to the point: "Is it the meaning of the senior sister, or is it your own meaning?"

Lin Fan said honestly: "What I mean." ”

After hearing this, a look of disappointment appeared on Ren Jiahui's immature cheeks. If it wasn't Ye Ningshuang's meaning, then why would this little blind man in front of him help him defeat Xiang Tian.

So he turned around and left, and the heavy sound of stepping on snow came into Lin Fan's ears again.

Lin Fan was not in a hurry, but leaned against the mottled trunk, shook off the falling snow on the treetops, and said slowly: "The Seventy-two Swords of Snow Cover is the strongest method that a formal disciple can learn, and you haven't learned the last style?"

Ren Jiahui's pace was slow, but thinking that this kind of thing was known to everyone in the Snow Gate, it naturally couldn't be a reason for him to stop, so he continued to step forward.

Lin Fan opened his mouth and said: "The realm is the same, the means are slightly weaker, this is not a thing that is difficult to cross in a short period of time, I have a way to break the last form of the Seventy-two Swords of the Covered Snow!"

Anger appeared on Ren Jiahui's fat cheeks, and he turned around and wanted to roar, because Lin Fan's words were too bragging, and he even despised the powerful sword skills of the Snow Covering Gate!

Lin Fan is indeed suspected of bragging, although he is familiar with "Seventy-two Swords Covered with Snow" and has been studying the methods of cracking and improving various moves in recent years, but he has not personally gone to the real thing after all, but he believes that his theory is absolutely valid in principle.

He was also extremely confident, so he ignored the Ren family's angry face and said quickly: "The Seventy-two Swords Covered with Snow are originally a spirit-level sword technique, even if the people in the Yuan Realm wield it well, it will not be perfect, and the flaws in it can naturally be grasped, but the only way is to break through." ”

Ren Jiahui, who was originally a little angry, frowned.

"Seventy-two Swords Covered with Snow" is the most powerful means that a formal disciple can learn, and the last sword among the seventy-two swords is naturally the strongest sword.

He had never learned the sword, but he had been defeated by it, so he had been thinking hard about how to crack it.

It was concluded that unless he also learned the sword to fight, he would not be able to crack it at all.

However, if theoretically speaking, the cultivation of the Yuan Qi of the formal disciple is not enough to make the last sword qi of the Seventy-Two Swords of the Snow Covered Snowy Tree majestic and complete, it is possible to adjust the pace and break through a little level, and the hard break is indeed the only way to crack it.

However, how to break through, it requires a lot of accurate calculations to force this sword qi out of the time and level in layers, and then adjust the pace of self-adjustment and so on.

Although the Ren family association didn't think that Lin Fan had this ability, since Lin Fan had such an opinion, what did it matter if he listened to his words more?

But Lin Fan didn't speak again.

He really needs Yuan Shi, and he also hopes to get a pot of gold on Ren Jiahui, but if Ren Jiahui can't understand after he says the assumptions of this theory, it means that even if he teaches him, he can't do it.

Ren Jiahui looked at the little blind man with black cloth in front of him, took a deep breath, put down his face and asked, "How to break in?"

Lin Fan replied: "This varies from person to person, if you accept the transaction, I will send the answer to your hands in a few days, but I said, if you don't succeed, there is no charge, why not die a horse and become a live horse doctor once?"

Ren Jiahui said neatly: "Okay, how many yuan stones?"

Lin Fan leaned against the old tree and stretched out two fingers in the starlight.

"Two hundred, good, deal!" Ren Jiahui did not hesitate, in his opinion, the price of two hundred yuan stones for himself to obtain a hope of blocking Xiang Tian, this transaction was acceptable.

However, Lin Fan hurriedly shook his head and said, "Two thousand!"

An incredible look appeared on Ren Jiahui's fat face, and he couldn't help asking, "Why?"

Lin Fan explained: "Because what I give you is not a hope, but a two-way choice of success and failure, you successfully defeat Xiang Tian, it is naturally worth two thousand yuan stones, if you don't defeat him, I won't take a penny, I think it's fair." ”

Ren Jiahui raised his eyebrows and asked softly, "How confident are you?"

Lin Fan shook his head and said, "It depends on how flexible you are." "Obviously, in the final form of cracking the Seventy-Two Swords of Snow Cover, the attribute of flexibility is crucial.

"Among the official disciples of the Snow Covering Sect, there is no one more flexible than me. "The Ren family will be proud.

Lin Fan smiled: "But you are very fat." ”

Ren Jiahui's face suddenly became a little ugly, and he could only say: "Being fat does not hinder flexibility." ”

Lin Fan first let out an 'oh', and then said, "Okay, then do you accept this deal?"

Ren will ask, "When will I get an answer?"

"Five days later. ”

"Okay, then five days later. "The Ren family will think about the rhetoric released when they lost at the end of last year, and finally decided to bleed.

Lin Fan smiled, and the dimples on the corners of his left cheek were slightly deeper.

Ren Jiahui looked at his smile and said, "Has anyone told you that the way you laugh is hateful, little blind man?"

Lin Fan continued to smile, but replied, "Has anyone ever told you that you are not very old, but you look very serious, little fat man?"

At this moment, the stars suddenly brightened in the sky, illuminating the cheeks of the two people in the snow-covered mountain road, and they were silent for a few moments, and then parted ways.

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The next morning, Lin Fan woke up on time to prepare breakfast.

But as soon as I walked into the courtyard, I heard the sound of the big house opening the door, and I couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Ye Ningshuang's voice came quickly, and she said, "Yesterday, Master Zun took some good medicine, come and try it." ”

Lin Fan was suddenly dejected.

In the past four years, Ye Ningshuang has been using external plasters to try to dispel Lin Fan's toxins from inside and outside to refine qi, but it seems that the effect is not obvious, and a lot of black cloth has been wasted.

The reason why Lin Fan was depressed was because before taking the medicine, he had to wash his eyes with some kind of liquid, which was extremely painful in the process.

"Quick, don't grind. Ye Ningshuang's voice came again.

Lin Fan had no choice but to walk into the big house and sit on the wooden bench honestly.

Ye Ningshuang untied the black cloth in front of him, then carefully washed his hands, and then took a basin of red liquid and put it in front of Lin Fan.

"Open your eyes. ”

Lin Fan opened his eyes.

"Don't scream. ”

Lin Fan screamed wildly, because it was really painful.

The tingling sensation didn't last long, it was obvious that Ye Ningshuang was extremely skilled in this, and after she finished cleaning Lin Fan's eyes, she tied up the black cloth that had been prepared for a long time.

After bringing the black cloth, Lin Fan hurriedly wiped his cold sweat and said, "It's over?"

"Well, remember to come back in the evening and tell me how you feel about the medication. ”

Lin Fan nodded and stood up, walked out of the big house, and started the morning as usual.

It's just that after breakfast, Lin Fan didn't go to Wanshu Pavilion, what he was going to today was the official disciple practice site Yanwu Tower.

Yanwu Building is located in the second layer of the cliff of the snow-covered mountain, because the snow-covered gate is located in the extreme north, the disciples naturally need a relatively warm place to practice martial arts, so it was built.

Lin Fan had taken over the cleaning work when he started studying the Moves' Technique Classics a year ago, because he needed to corroborate each other so that he could learn more intuitively.

Therefore, Lin Fan's appearance here was not abrupt, as usual, he picked up the broom and rag and started cleaning, but now he needs to go to the top floor of the first room to stay for a while.

There are many separate spaces on the top floor of the Yanwu Building, most of which are forbidden by the elders of the Covered Snow Gate, and can be practiced by the disciples.

Jia Yi is naturally the serial number, and the master is Xiang Tian, who is the first official disciple.

Lin Fan pushed open the door of room A's No. 1, then reflexively closed the door, and began to grope, easily touching a lot of sword marks on a hard stone wall.

So Lin Fan condensed, the colors condensed, and a vivid picture appeared in front of his eyes.

He didn't look at the person who displayed his sword skills, but carefully looked at the moment when the red tape long sword forced out the sword qi, and his heart swayed.

The last form of "Seventy-two Swords Covered with Snow" was extremely powerful, and the sword qi urged by the vitality slammed into the wall, adding nearly a thousand new scars.

Lin Fan could distinguish the order of each sword qi after watching it contemplatingly and repeatedly, and the scars on the wall were deep and shallow, which meant that the sword qi was strong and weak.

At these two points, Lin Fan was able to make some judgments, and words began to come out of his mouth.

"One zhang from the left, second from the left, third from the right, lift the sword and break the air, take a step forward, turn around, jump, protect the body......"

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