Leaving the Imperial Soul Palace, Lin Fan returned to his residence alone.

Biyu has already apprenticed to Yuzhuo, although she has not returned to Yuhua Palace to register, but it is just a formality, so she should stay by Yuzhuo's side.

Lying leisurely on the wooden bed that he had slept on for more than ten years, he gave himself a rare day off, which was something that Lin Fan had never had since he stepped into the martial arts.

Looking back on his sixteen years, he has lived in the Burial Sword Pavilion since he can remember, and his masters Mu Qingyun and Qiu Ying have also been accompanying him in his growth.

And at this moment......

After sighing, Lin Fan's meaning sank and entered the Shenhai space.

"Elder Ling", Lin Fan called softly.

Under the metamorphosis tree, Ling Lao slowly opened his eyes and looked at Lin Fan.

"Ready?", Ling Lao asked with a smile.

Lin Fan scratched his head.

"Almost, as for saying goodbye or something, I don't like that atmosphere."

Seeing Lin Fan's natural expression and calm tone, Ling Lao nodded.

"Yes, it seems that you are ready, supplies are secondary, mentality is important.

"I didn't approve of you training alone because your strength was too weak.

And at this time, although it has only been a few months, your strength can already protect yourself, at least ordinary Dust Realm martial artists can no longer threaten your life.

But if you have been cultivating so tepidly in the Burial Sword Pavilion, it will be difficult for you to become a strong person in your life, and ...... Your life is only a dozen years now.

You and I don't have much time left.

Moreover, the materials of the five-element biodetermination must also be searched for one by one......".

"And Qiu Ying......", Lin Fan suddenly interjected.

"Within three years, I want to have the strength to influence the will of the martial arts and resist the fourth-order forces.

And that must be achieved within three years.

I want to break through the dust realm as soon as possible and get more life.

I also want to pursue martial arts, which is my life's pursuit......."

Lin Fan suddenly paused, his expression darkened, and he suddenly asked a little weakly, "Can ...... Elder Ling, you say I'm ......."

Ling Lao also interrupted him abruptly and said seriously, "Don't ask me, this ...... Ask yourself".

Lin Fan was puzzled.

Ask...... Myself......

Quietly looking at Ling Lao with a serious face, Lin Fan seemed to fall into deep thought......

"yes, who can answer such a question......

......

Myself......

He was buried in the Sword Pavilion at the age of 3 and was known as a genius of soul cultivation.

At the age of 6, he sensed his soul power and alarmed the Burial Sword Pavilion.

9-year-old mortal soul realm three stages.

10-year-old Fan Soul Realm 5th Stage.

The soul cultivation talent and cultivation speed have set a record for the Burial Sword Pavilion for thousands of years......

Countless halos and praises filled my childhood.

And after the age of 10, the fact that I couldn't condense my soul power knocked me off the altar.

But the next six years......

The regret of the sect and the ridicule of my fellow sects almost drowned my young heart......

But I didn't give up on myself for six years.

Failure to break through again and again did not hit me,

In the face of the ridicule of my peers, I did not give up on myself,

In the face of the pity of my elders, I just worked harder,

It is the indomitable momentum and perseverance that have made me who I am now.

And those experiences have become the best tempering of my will and heart.

can go through the ordeal at the same time......

I've also lost something, though only a few, subtle one......

Looking at Lin Fan, who was motionless in deep thought, Ling Lao did not disturb or remind.

Some shackles are brought by themselves, and the bell must be tied to the bell, and only they can be opened.

This...... Rely on yourself.

......

Time passed slowly, and Ling Lao and Lin Fan seemed to be frozen.

Can be ...... suddenly.

Ling Lao's gaze froze, looking at Lin Fan who was conscious.

There was a very frequent vibration in the space of the Divine Sea, and the metamorphosis tree trembled slightly and rose a little, and layers of green leaves sprouted from the branches......

Lin Fan, who was conscious, was even more shrouded in a faint halo.

"Right...... It's self-confidence, and it's self-confidence that is tormented by time and waves.

Although it is only a little bit, he has become a little hesitant, although he has achieved his own calm and wisdom, but he has lost a little arrogance and self-confidence."

Lin Fan suddenly looked up at Ling Lao, his eyes were shining, his illusory consciousness body seemed to be a little more condensed, and there was even more inexplicable feeling in his expression......

Looking at Lin Fan who was smiling in front of him, Ling Lao nodded with relief and said, "Found it?"

Lin Fan smiled heartily and bowed, "Hahaha...... Thank you Ling Lao, the lost things have been picked up again, and there is nothing missing."

"And your question...... But there is an answer", Ling Lao asked lightly with squinted eyes.

Lin Fan shook his head, his expression was grim, and he raised his head slightly.

"It's not that there is an answer to the question......

But there are no more problems!".

......

After being quiet for a while, Elder Ling seemed to let out a long breath, as if the question in his heart had also received the best answer at this moment......

And at this moment, Lin Fan suddenly raised his eyebrows, "Hehe...... It's finally here, Elder Ling, I'll go out first."

After that, Lin Fan withdrew from the Shenhai space and stood up, walked to the door, and said with a smile, "Hehe...... Master, please come in".

Gently pushed open the door, but saw Mu Qingyun standing at the door.

Looking at Lin Fan, who was a little proud, Mu Qingyun walked into the house and said with satisfaction, "I'm still vigilant, and I don't waste my teacher's teaching."

Lin Fan raised his eyebrows, "That's it, I don't see whose apprentice it is."

"Hey...... You stinky boy", Mu Qingyun scolded with a smile, and then said with a straight face.

"When are you going to leave?"

Lin Fan had already expected his master's words, and his own mind ...... The master will not be wrong either.

Lin Fan smiled and rubbed his hands together and said with a smile, "I can't hide anything from your old man, I plan to leave tomorrow morning."

Mu Qingyun was slightly stunned, but he wasn't too surprised, just said slowly.

"It seems that you have no worries after settling Jasper, but don't you plan to say goodbye to your classmates and friends, Su Qin ran to the Imperial Soul Hall twice in three days, and Cheng Ping'er also shouted to thank you for your kindness."

Lin Fan was stunned for a moment, not understanding what the master meant by mentioning Su Qin and Cheng Ping'er, but he still said honestly.

"Farewell...... It's free, I really don't like that atmosphere."

Mu Qingyun nodded and seemed to feel the same way, and continued.

"Well, it's okay, it's not like I'm not coming back anyway."

"Since it's going to be experienced, there's nothing to give to you as a teacher.

But before you go, there are a few words you need to remember.

The practice of martial artists is to go against the sky, and the martial arts journey is arduous and dangerous, so you must always move forward cautiously.

But compared with the danger of martial arts, the sinister of people's hearts is even more exaggerated.

And we can't lose our sharpness in our cultivation, we must fight for what we should fight, and we will never be soft on what we should take.

The spring of grace reciprocates, and the one who should be killed is cut down and eradicated.

But seeking to be enlightened is worthy of the heart.

My disciple Mu Qingyun can not do good, but he must not do evil, and he can do it without taboos if he has good thoughts in his heart."

Lin Fan listened carefully to every word of his master, these words were not the first time he had taught himself, but every time Lin Fan listened very seriously.

......

......

After sending Mu Qingyun away, Lin Fan carefully cleaned up his room, stacked the bedding neatly, and carefully closed the door before walking towards the back mountain.

Once again, I came to the big bluestone in the back mountain.

At this time, it is already late at night, and it is always easy to rain in late summer and autumn.

A crescent moon shines a faint moonlight through the gap between the clouds, sparse dark clouds drop intermittent raindrops, and the evening breeze of late summer night blows a cool breeze on the body.

The thin raindrops were dripping on his body, and the gentle evening breeze was slowly blowing, and Lin Fan stood with his hands on the big bluestone looking at the faint moonlight.

The two figures frolicking on the bluestone in the past seemed to be yesterday, and the two people looking at the stars in the moonlight seemed to have just fallen asleep.

"Hum~"

With a light tremble, Lin Fan slowly pulled out the Silver Snake Sword, and with a flick of his wrist, an electric light shot straight into the air.

"Boom~"

The silver snake sword with white electric light was impermeable to Lin Fanwu's airtightness, and the fine raindrops evaporated in an instant, and Lin Fan blocked a distance of two meters around his body.

After evaporation, the fog surrounding him set off Lin Fan quite strangely.

Lin Fan held the sword in his right hand, and after mixing the power of thunder and lightning with the true element, he swung it vigorously above his head.

"Hum~"

A half-moon arc with a length of feet was immediately formed by the true element, but this time the half-moon arc did not fly out.

Lin Fan's eyes froze, and his left hand condensed the true yuan and slapped it hard at the half-moon arc.

"Whoosh~"

The half-moon arc that was a long half moon shattered into hundreds of tiny rays of lightning, and shot out into the air in a fan-shaped manner.

The rain that fell in mid-air evaporated, and hundreds of electric mangs flew out in a fan-shaped distribution of nearly 100 meters, and the sky was as dazzling as fireworks......

"Squeak squeak~"

With the help of a thousand electric lights in mid-air, Lin Fan held the silver snake sword and swung it on the big bluestone......

With the sword as the pen, the stone as the base, the sword walks the dragon and the snake, and the stone chips are flying......

And when the energy of the hundred electric rays was exhausted and disappeared into the sky, Lin Fan also slowly put away the Silver Snake Sword.

With a wave of his right hand, Zhenyuan stirred up a strong gust of wind to blow, and Lin Fan suddenly turned around and strode down the mountain, leaving only a cyan back......

And the four-line poem appeared on the bluestone......

Xiaoxiao night rain Mu mortal love,

The evening breeze makes a shadow.

Don't sigh that the crescent moon is cold today,

Autumn is looking forward to the glory of Gui Ying.

......