Chapter 93, Cultivating Sword Intent

Time passed, the sky gradually brightened, Lin Fan and Lin Xiang had already left here, only in one part of this chaotic beast forest, leaving a trace of ash burning, showing that there were indeed people here last night.

It's just that it's dawn, this day is the last day of Lin Xiang's departure, and then he has to start his own journey, and Lin Fan also returned to the quiet bamboo forest, and didn't send Lin Xiang again, after all, everything that should be said has been said, and he has no ability to change anything!

At this moment, Lin Fan came to the Black Knot Bamboo Forest, holding an ordinary iron sword, which was not a spiritual weapon at all, so naturally there was no increase in the spiritual power of the sword itself, but the hardness of this iron sword was worthy of praise, even if it was split on the extremely hard Black Knot Bamboo, there was still no change,

Of course, Zhen Lin has set different tasks for each disciple every day, senior brother Chen Jie is the strongest, all must cut twenty black knotted bamboos every day, the second senior brother Zhu Tairan is second, completing the task of fifteen black knotted bamboos, and the third senior brother Zhuang Bi and the fourth senior sister Caidie are thirteen and ten tasks in turn, Lin Fan, as a newcomer, also needs to complete at least five tasks every day.

According to Zhen Lin, the difficulty of these tasks is arranged according to the strength of Lin Fan and the others, but Rao is like this, these are still the maximum measures that everyone can complete in a day, and although Lin Fan only needs to complete five tasks as a newcomer, he can use ordinary iron swords, which is still not something that Lin Fan can easily complete!

"Whew!"

Lin Fan looked at the black knotted bamboo in front of him, slowly closed his eyes, exhaled deeply, and the iron sword in his hand flipped suddenly, and an extremely strong yuan force permeated it.

"Whirling Sword Qi Technique!"

Suddenly, I saw Lin Fan swinging with a sword, and the iron sword seemed to be filled with sword qi, and it slammed on the black knotted bamboo, making a 'bang', and the sound of colliding with each other suddenly sounded,

"One-fifth of the depth of the sword mark is not bad!, but the consumption of this Yuan Force is indeed not something that ordinary people can bear!"

Lin Fan looked at the sword marks on the black knotted bamboo that were much deeper than before, and a smile crossed his face unconsciously, and then he straightened his posture again, ran the yuan force, and urged the sword trick again, every time he touched, the sword marks on the black knotted bamboo were much deeper, so that before it was afternoon, he successfully completed the task of cutting down the black knotted bamboo, and this time it was the first time he had completed the task ahead of schedule since Zhen Lin's teaching.

However, Lin Fan didn't seem to be happy about these, because he obviously felt that constantly chopping the black knotted bamboo like this didn't help much to improve his strength.

"Could it be that what Master Zhen Lin said is not correct!"

Lin Fan held and looked at the iron sword in his hand, indeed, it was far more agile than before, but it did not have the feeling of being like a heavy rhyme sword, and this feeling seemed to be incomparably illusory and mysterious!

"The sword has no blade, the sword turns into the wind, the weight is light, and the sword is like the wind!"

Lin Fan's mind suddenly sounded the words that the soul elder had just handed over the heavy rhyme sword to him, and the corners of his mouth murmured, and after a long time, Lin Fan's eyes, which had been confused, faintly revealed a gleam,

"Maybe I should make a suggestion to follow the Soul Elder!"

Lin Fan said softly, and then made a bold decision, resolutely threw down the iron sword that Zhen Lin had been, and stood alone in the black bamboo, constantly waving the huge heavy rhyme sword, each sword, swinging would emit a gust of wind and snort.

"Whirling Sword Qi Technique!"

Suddenly, Lin Fan swung the heavy rhyme sword and played this set of swordsmanship, but with such a heavy giant sword, it was absolutely impossible to swing it as casually as an ordinary sword, if someone did it again, they would definitely be laughed at by this lame swordsmanship.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the heavy rhyme sword slammed into the black knotted bamboo, and a huge collision sound sounded again, and this time the traces left on the black knotted bamboo were obviously not as obvious as before.

"Sure enough, it is much more difficult to use the heavy rhyme sword, but maybe the soul elder is right, when I can practice the heavy rhyme sword very proficiently, my comprehension of the sword will definitely have a qualitative leap!" Lin Fan gently licked the dry corners of his mouth, his eyes revealing a feeling of great anticipation!

The sky gradually darkened, and at this time, Lin Fan was still wielding the heavy rhyme sword as before, although it seemed that the movements were not very good-looking, but it was becoming more and more standardized!

"With the bluntness and heaviness of that special texture sword, it's really a good idea to practice the comprehension of the sword!" At this time, in the bamboo house, Zhen Lin looked in Lin Fan's direction, lightly opened his red lips, and said lightly: "But if I'm not mistaken, this kid should have carried that special sword on his back when he entered my Ling Sword Sect!, in addition, faintly, I seem to be able to feel that there seems to be a special aura on this sword, although it is very weak, but I am sure that it should be a trace of the residual breath of profound sword intent!"

"This boy must have his own secrets! I believe he should have understood!"

Lin Fan practiced sword practice until late at night as usual, but the thing that was originally called sword intent still had no clue.

"Sure enough, comprehending the sword intent is definitely not something that happens overnight!"

Lin Fan gasped heavily, lying flat in the black bamboo forest, looking at the stars in the sky, after a long time, Lin Fan did not continue to practice the sword, but cultivated the soul heaven technique as at this time in the past, after all, everyone has an irritable psychology, and if you practice the sword for a long time, it will not do you any good, but one by one, it is the right way to cultivate!

"Conform to the way of heaven, capture the soul and forge the soul......"

Lin Fan closed his eyes tightly, his hands slowly sealed, the corners of his mouth murmured, and the strange souls hidden in his body gradually condensed and formed, turning into tadpole-like things, surrounding Lin Fan's body, one, two, three......

Gradually, the whole seventy-four alien souls were condensed, like lonely and weak wandering souls, floating around Lin Fan, obviously, Lin Fan's soul power has been increasing, but it is increasing very slowly, at this time, Lin Fan's alien soul power is like a successor is powerless!

As Lin Fan urged the Soul Heavenly Technique, the sound of Wuzi muttering seemed to come from an ancient chant, and for a while, the depths of the entire Black Festival Bamboo Forest lit up with white crystalline things, of course, these things were naturally the soul fragments that Lin Fan needed the most that remained in the heavens and the earth.

"Huh?"

Lin Fan felt these suddenly rising points of light, and his heart was surprised and delighted, in the past, he had cultivated the Soul Heavenly Technique in the bamboo house, but today he cultivated here for the first time, but he found such a thing, and then couldn't help but say: "I really didn't expect these to have so many soul fragments left!Haha, it's really good luck!"

Lin Fan licked the corners of his mouth slightly, under normal circumstances, the distribution of soul fragments is not very even, there are more soul fragments in some places on the continent where massacres or battles have occurred, relatively speaking, there are fewer distribution in other places, obviously there are far more soul fragments here than in other places, and a large number of living beings have died tragically in the past.

The hands suddenly sealed again, and the alien souls suddenly pounced on these soul fragments one by one like hungry wolves, and in just one hour, Lin Fan felt that he had been devoured and saturated.

Lin Fan once again withdrew all the alien souls into his body, urging the Soul Heavenly Technique to refine these devoured fragments, and time was lost little by little, and gradually the soul fragments in his body became fewer and fewer, and finally he was completely absorbed by Lin Fan, and in turn, Lin Fan's soul power became much stronger after being devoured overnight.

"Whew, it's time to go back and rest, rest!"

After a long time, Lin Fan exhaled deeply, feeling the feeling of this soul power becoming stronger, which made his spirit become unusually high-pitched at all, and then slowly got up, stretched his waist, and walked towards his bamboo house.

Every day of the following month, Lin Fan practiced like this, practicing qi in the morning, swallowing Yuan Force, and then practicing swords, but Lin Fan did not use the iron sword again, but used the heavy rhyme sword given by the soul elder, and was alone here in the middle of the night to cultivate soul power, of course, in addition, Lin Fan did not relax in the slightest for the cultivation of the gods and demons, and now he has reached the level of the middle level of a martial artist, and the power of one punch is even fifteen thousand catties.

On this day, Lin Fan swung the heavy rhyme sword to chop the black knot bamboo as before, and suddenly his soul fluctuated slightly, feeling the sudden fluctuation of the breath behind him, the corners of Lin Fan's mouth unconsciously slowly revealed a trace of arc, and the heavy rhyme sword in his hand was slightly thrown, making a clattering sound.

"Little junior brother, take it!"

At this moment, a slender yellow figure behind Lin Fan suddenly swung towards Lin Fan with a sword, and his ethereal posture, combined with the movement of the sword, could be said to be speechless and incomparably smooth.

However, Lin Fan had obviously already discovered this ghostly Fourth Senior Sister Caidie, her body was gently rotating in place, and at the same time, she waved the huge heavy rhyme sword and turned into a black shadow in front of her, protecting her body from death!

Caidie's sword collided with the huge sword body of the Chongyun sword, making a clanging crisp sound.

Seeing that the blow was unsuccessful, Cai Butterfly did not continue to attack Lin Fan, and then slowly withdrew his spirit sword, and said with a chuckle: "Oh, that's good, the imperial sword is obviously much stronger than before, and it is worthy of being my little junior brother!"

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