The reason why he was able to break through so quickly was not only because of the pill given to him by the junior sister, but also because of the effect of the origin of the remnant sword.

The origin of the remnant sword not only has the effect of restoring the foundation of the sword, but also increases the cultivation speed.

The most important thing is that as more and more remnant sword origins are absorbed, it can even improve Meng Fan's physique!

This is outrageous.

As we all know, a person's physique and talents are fixed and cannot be promoted.

And these remnant sword origins can improve Meng Fan's kendo physique.

Of course, tracing back to the origin, this is also the anti-heaven point of the Yuan Shi Sword Body.

When Meng Fan absorbs enough of the Remnant Sword Origin, then while he has the Origin Sword Body, he may also evolve other amazing [Sword Body].

In other words, this Origin Sword Body is a special sword body that can evolve and upgrade.

"Huh?" Meng Fan, who was practicing, heard footsteps in the distance.

He suddenly looked up.

A young man with a delicate face, who looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old, gritted his teeth and walked towards the depths of the sword mound.

Meng Fan saw that the other party was wearing the clothes of a miscellaneous disciple and knew that this was a miscellaneous disciple.

This kind of miscellaneous disciple has a low level of cultivation, and it can be said that it is difficult to move an inch in a place like the sword shrine full of sword evil.

If you are not careful, your life may even be in danger.

Looking at the other party's posture, he should have wanted to go to the Sword Pavilion to find Lin Lao.

Meng Fan shook his head and felt compassion.

The Sword Pavilion is still a long way away, and if this young man walks to the Sword Pavilion under so many sword erosions, he will have to lose half his life if he doesn't die.

Even if this young man can get out of the sword mound alive, he will be tortured by the sword in his body in the future, and finally die of depression.

Meng Fan got up and came to the young man's side.

Strange to say, the sword of this sword mound seemed to be afraid of Meng Fan, and he didn't dare to approach Meng Fan's surroundings at all.

When Meng Fan came to this disciple's side, these sword demons naturally stayed away from this disciple and did not erode the other party again.

"Thank you for your help!" That disciple felt that the swords around him no longer invaded him, and he knew that it was Meng Fan, who came to him, who helped him.

"Why did you come to the Sword Shrine?" Meng Fan said to this disciple.

"Deacon Zhao asked me to send this sword to the sword mound and give it to the tomb guard." This miscellaneous disciple hurriedly said to Meng Fan.

"I'll take you there." Meng Fan said, and then walked in front to open the way.

"This senior brother, my name is Li Yihang, I don't know what senior brother is called?"

"Meng Fan."

Hearing Meng Fan's answer, this Li Yihang's face was suddenly shocked, and he exclaimed incredibly: "You are Senior Brother Meng?" ”

As a senior disciple of the Sect Leader, Meng Fan was naturally thunderous to the people of the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect.

Coupled with such a big news some time ago, everyone knows about it.

"I'm Meng Fan, what's the matter, is it unexpected?" Meng Fan glanced back at this miscellaneous disciple named Li Yihang.

"No, it's just that I didn't expect Senior Brother Meng to be so kind and approachable." Li Yihang said a little overwhelmed, with an embarrassed face.

"It seems that now that I am in the Heavenly Sword Immortal Gate, my reputation is already heinous." Meng Fan sighed, a little helpless.

He was not surprised that the wall was falling and everyone was pushing it.

Even if someone deliberately smeared themselves inside the Immortal Gate now, it is not something incomprehensible.

Although this was not unexpected, he was still a little melancholy, even faintly sad.

It's human nature, it's inevitable!

"Senior Brother Meng, you are a good person, even I, a miscellaneous disciple I have never met, you are willing to help, those people outside must have misunderstood you!" Li Yihang hurriedly explained.

"Good guys?" Meng Fan smiled bitterly.

I was actually issued a good person card by a teenager, and I felt even more sad.

Soon, Meng Fan led Li Yihang to the Sword Pavilion.

"Tomb Guard, this is the sword weapon that Deacon Zhao asked his disciple to send." Li Yihang held a broken sword in both hands and said to Lin Lao.

"Huh?" Lin Lao opened his eyes, his brows furrowed slightly.

Under normal circumstances, these remnant swords are thrown directly at the sword shrine, and there is no need to ask about it yourself.

It must be a bit unusual to send it to yourself.

He looked at the broken sword in Li Yihang's hand.

In the next second, his eyes were split, and his whole body invisibly exuded an extremely terrifying aura.

Although these breaths were not aimed at Meng Fan and Li Yihang, the two of them couldn't help but take more than a dozen steps back, and blood overflowed from the corners of their mouths.

This is faintly already suffering some internal injuries.

Lin Laoshi is too strong, just an instant anger, and the aura that exudes is very lethal.

If it weren't for his extreme restraint, this invisible aura would have been able to shatter Meng Fan and Li Yihang and wipe them out.

"Nebula Sword!" Lin Lao squeezed out three words from his mouth.

He stared at Li Yihang, wanting to ask something, but then gave up.

Then, his figure disappeared from the sword pavilion in an instant.

Obviously, he also knew that a miscellaneous disciple wouldn't know much information, so he had to leave the Sword Shrine and ask the person who should ask.

However, at the same time that Lin Lao disappeared, Meng Fan and Li Yihang both had an extra pill in their hands.

This was given by Lin Lao.

After all, it was Lin Lao's aura that injured them, and he compensated them with Lin Lao's pattern.

"Senior Brother Meng, ...... this elixir" Li Yihang looked at Meng Fan and asked with some hesitation.

If Meng Fan wanted to occupy this pill, he would not dare to resist, so he could only take the initiative to supply Meng Fan.

As a miscellaneous disciple, he was bullied a lot, this was already his subconscious thought.

Meng Fan said calmly: "This is given to you by Lin Lao, I believe you understand the truth that wealth is not exposed when you collect it." ”

"Thank you, Senior Brother Meng!" Li Yihang said excitedly.

As a miscellaneous disciple, this is definitely a rare opportunity for him.

It's ironic to say, if others don't rob him, he will be grateful from the bottom of his heart.

"Do you know whose saber this Nebula Sword is? What happened to the owner of this sword? Meng Fan couldn't help but be a little curious when he thought of Lin Lao's angry appearance just now, and asked Li Yihang.

Li Yihang shook his head and said, "I don't know who the owner of this Nebula Sword is, but from Deacon Zhao's tone, it seems that the owner of this Nebula Sword has fallen. ”

Meng Fan's brows furrowed when he heard this.

Judging from Lin Lao's performance just now, the owner of this Nebula Sword should be very important to Lin Lao.

If a very important person falls......

This is undoubtedly a huge blow!

Meng Fan had a good impression of Lin Lao and felt that he was a good senior.

In the face of such a change, he also felt a little helpless.

It can only be said that the festival mourning has changed.

"Senior Brother Meng, my task has been completed, so I'll go back first?" Li Yihang said to Meng Fan.