Chapter One Hundred and Six, A Sword in the Night!

"How is the comprehension of sword intent, have you broken through that shackle!" Chen Jie said straight to the point, and at the same time, Caidie and the others also stretched out their heads and waited for Lin Fan's answer!

Lin Fan looked at the expectant looks of several people, shrugged his shoulders slightly, and said helplessly: "The comprehension of sword intent is really not so easy, it is always a little bit worse at a critical time!"

"Whew!"

Hearing this, including Chen Jie, several people were relieved, of course, it was not that they didn't want Lin Fan to comprehend the sword intent, but that Lin Fan's progress was too much pressure on them, sixteen years old, the fourfold transformation of the Yuan realm, and even in the past two months, he was promoted to the sixth order, which included a large class, comprehending the prototype of the sword intent, and in terms of strength, the first heavy of the Turning Yuan Realm was hard to connect with Sun Bai's sevenfold one move, and the fourth of the Turning Yuan Realm was only one step behind Zhang Long, of course, these are just what they know, Lin Fan may have many secrets that they don't know, even if such a talent is a colorful butterfly, a genius like Chen Jie in the sect feels inferior, If he easily comprehends the sword intent, the others simply don't live!

"You guys!"

Lin Fan looked at Chen Jie and the others one by one in embarrassment, and his face also showed a touch of helplessness, maybe his performance these days was a little too dazzling!

"Let's go, junior brother, you better rest, the second senior brother wants to take us to have a good rub, there are not many opportunities like this!" Zhuang Bi was also clever, and quickly changed the topic, and at the same time grabbed Lin Fan and said, "It's time for our senior brothers to get together!"

"yes!"

Senior Brother Chen Jie seemed to have thought of something, and sighed lightly: "Otherwise, there may not be another chance in the future!" Of course, everyone understands the meaning of this sentence, a month later, Lin Fan and Caidie will go to participate in the selection of the inner gate of the Ling Sword Sect, with the strength of the two of them, if there is no accident, they will definitely enter the inner gate!

The five of them immediately chatted and left, and went to the bamboo house where Zhu Tairan was located, and at this time, almost everyone was extremely happy, and the food was always exciting!

"Wait a while, Senior Brother Zhu, I'm very fast!" Zhu Tairan was completely different from his previous honesty, but showed an extremely confident expression

"Hurry, hurry, I can't wait!" Caidie is the most unbearable Zhu Tairan's food**, there is no ladylike appearance at all, and she looks at Zhu Tairan with bright eyes!

"Caidie, you are like this, if you let your mother know, you have to blame me for being a master!"

The soft voice outside suddenly sounded, however, this voice made Lin Fan's body shake slightly, and then he saw Zhen Lin walking in slowly in plain clothes, completely different from the usual sternness in the past, but showing a touch of love for children!

"Master!" several people stood up at the same time and said, of course, except for Lin Fan, who was tense, the other people were very casual!

"Master!" Caidie muttered slightly, glanced at Zhu Tairan who was staying in place, with a touch of crimson on her face, and said a little coquettishly: "The third senior brother is indeed very delicious!"

"Okay, okay, I don't blame you!" Zhen Lin chuckled

Looking at this scene, Rao is Lin Fan had a shocked expression on his face, when did this Rakshasa master, who usually had a cold face, become so gentle, it was completely like a different person!

"Sit down!" Then Zhen Lin said softly: "Calm, I'll leave the cooking matter to you!"

Immediately, all the disciples were used to it, and they still wanted to chat like before, but Lin Fan was stunned, and he stood there stupidly with a nervous feeling!

"Fan'er, sit down too!" Zhen Lin said softly

"Little junior brother, little junior brother called you!" Cai Die looked at Lin Fan, who was stunned, and then reminded

"Huh?"

Lin Fan looked at everyone embarrassedly, obviously not adapting to Zhen Lin's name for himself, scratched his head, and quickly sat down and said, "Yes, master!" For Lin Fan, who was used to Zhen Lin's strictness, he obviously couldn't accept it for a while!

......

After a long time, everyone enjoyed this dinner, and gradually Lin Fan also adapted to Zhen Lin's changes, and recognised this master, maybe she usually behaved like a hedgehog deliberately in order to protect herself, after all, a woman for so many years, to be able to take on such an elder position in the sect, must not be too weak! And from this day on, Lin Fan was recognized in the true sense of the word, becoming Zhen Lin's fifth disciple, and no one could take his place! And Lin Fan also knew that Caidie's true identity was the daughter of Elder Leng named Lengshuang here, but her father died young, and it was said that he was killed by the disciples of Xuantian Sect.

The night of the quiet bamboo forest always seems unusually quiet, at this time, Lin Fan stood quietly in the black bamboo forest with the heavy rhyme sword in his hand, and a sharp sword aura on his body emanated at will, constantly rubbing the surrounding black knotted bamboo, making a 'poof, poof' sound.

"Sword intent, sword intent!"

Lin Fan's eyes were faintly shining, he lifted the heavy rhyme sword, and realized this feeling, his body moved slowly, and a sword was swung out, with a sharp sword wind constantly surrounding his body, and then it was a sword, the movement was extremely slow, but it gave people an extremely ethereal weirdness.

For a while, Lin Fan's mind was constantly depicting the swordsmanship displayed by the Sword King Ling Tian in the Lingquan Mountain Range, the sword wind was agile and the swordsmanship was erratic, but that sword will was always a little bit worse!

"Fan'er!"

At this time, Zhen Lin's figure appeared here at some point, and the light voice immediately pulled Lin Fan back from that state.

"Master!"

Lin Fan saw that it was Master Zhen Lin, and immediately arched respectfully

"You're wrong," Zhen Lin looked at Lin Fan with a confused look on his face, and then said, "The real sword intent is not what you portrayed!"

Lin Fan shook his head lightly, revealing a puzzled look and said, "Disciple, I don't understand!"

"The swordsman does what he wants, the will of the sword is the will of the swordsman, maybe you have seen the real sword intent, but if you insist on portraying it, you can only forcibly comprehend the will of others, not your own, so you will enter a misunderstanding!" When Zhen Lin explained these words, a trace of pain appeared in the depths of her beautiful eyes, but it was very well concealed, and she said lightly

Immediately, I saw Zhen Lin come to Lin Fan's side and pick up Lin Fan's heavy rhyme sword with his backhand, without the slightest feeling of discomfort.

"Fan'er, you're watching!"

Zhen Lin's pale face showed a touch of solemnity, and said softly, suddenly Zhen Lin's white hand gently flipped the heavy rhyme sword, and there was a buzzing sound, and the sword wind suddenly flowed, radiating towards the surroundings, stabbing on the black knotted bamboo like a blade, making a 'poof' collision!

"Sword Intent!"

Zhen Linxiu's eyebrows moved slightly, and suddenly stabbed forward with the heavy rhyme sword, with a light sound, the sword momentum suddenly increased, as if a momentum that was enough to break the world and destroy the earth emanated from the heavy rhyme sword, like a dreamlike sword slowly stabbed forward, the sound of the sword seemed to be heard throughout the whole heaven and earth, for a while, the whole world was full of swords, piercing people's hearts and spleens, moving.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

......

The sound of a sonic boom suddenly sounded, the black knotted bamboo was completely as if it had no toughness, along the point of the sword blade, one by one the undulating pieces were cut off by this sharp sword force, and finally, with the sound of the last black knotted bamboo breaking, this powerful sword momentum containing sword intent stagnated!

"Sword intent, this is sword intent!"

Lin Fan looked at the damage caused by Zhen Lin's sword in a daze, his eyes revealed a sense of excitement, this sword intent was different from the sword intent displayed by the sword king Ling Tian's remnant soul, although it was not as powerful as Ling Tian, but it was extremely real, and it was not a scene portrayed by the will at all.

Zhen Lin took a deep breath, gently raised his sleeve to wipe the sweat stains on his forehead, looked at Lin Fan as if he had understood, with a satisfied smile on his face, nodded gently, slowly inserted the Chongyun Sword in place, and quietly left!

"Brother Yun, he is really similar to you!"

At this time, Lin Fan seemed to have completely forgotten the concept of time, and stayed quietly in place, repeating the sword that Zhen Lin had stabbed before in front of him, with a smile on his face, as if he had caught something, and he was a little excited and trembling!

"Haha, the meaning of the sword! pin your own comprehension and your will on the sword in your hand, and this is the essence of the sword intent!"

At a certain moment, Lin Fan seemed to be smiling madly, and the last trace of confusion in his eyes finally disappeared completely, he stepped forward, lifted the heavy rhyme sword inserted in the ground, and suddenly stabbed forward.

"Whoop, whoa!"

The sword wind circulating on the Chongyun Sword suddenly seemed to condense into the sound of the sword body with his own will, turning into an incomparably illusory sword shadow, and in the blink of an eye, it had already hit a black knotted bamboo in front of him.

"Devouring ......"

The sword wind wrapped in the heavy rhyme sword rubbed against the black knotted bamboo, like a sharp blade cutting on tofu, making a sound that made people's scalp tingle.

After a long time, Lin Fan stood quietly under the blowing of the night breeze with the heavy rhyme sword in his hand, and the black knotted bamboo behind him fell with a bang, and there was no stagnation on the thick black knotted bamboo at the mouth of the bowl.

The first order of sword intent, melt into the sword, blunt the sword wind, and breathtaking!

"Haha......"

Under the night sky, an unbridled laughter was heard in the distance, indicating this man's achievements in kendo!

Lin Fan was sixteen years old, the fourfold transformation realm, and comprehended the first order of sword intent!