Sticky blood lines flowed on the bluestone slab, and the splashes of blood stained the spirit stones on the ground with a few Yin Hong.

In the surrounding crowd, no one could see how Lin Fan locked Wang Zhimin's throat.

felt that Lin Fan's figure flickered, and Wang Zhimin was lifted high and fell to the ground fiercely.

The sound of gasping was heard in the mouths of everyone, and the people who were about to move just now quietly took a big step back.

Lin Fan looked at Wang Zhimin, who was unconscious on the ground, his heart was a little refreshed, and a pair of round tiger eyes swept outward.

"I don't know which other senior brother wants to fight, my fists are a little itchy."

Lin Fan's momentum was like a dragon at this time, his eyes were like a lone wolf, and his immature cheeks were hideous and distorted.

Seeing that Lin Fan's posture was still fighting, it was clear that he was fighting for his life, and everyone who was watching felt that it was a few spirit stones and that Lin Fan's actions at this time were a little worthless.

Several teenagers who came with Wang Zhimin trembled a little with their legs, and they picked up their unconscious companions and drove away under Lin Fan's sneering gaze.

Lin Fan let out a long sigh in his heart, don't look at his blow just now, in fact, he is just in vain now, and the joints of his body are like rusty parts that don't obey the call at all, thinking that it is caused by just grabbing the house.

Randomly putting the spirit stones on the ground in the storage bag, Lin Fan slowly walked down the mountain, and he remembered that his residence was at the foot of the mountain not far from here.

In a forest in the verdant mountains, Lan Mei'er fell into the arms of a young man with a shy face, her clothes were messy and her green silk hung low, and her mouth let out bursts of "delicate" gasps from time to time.

The young man's eyebrows were clear, his face was pleasant, and a slender palm dug deep into Lan Mei'er's loose placket.

This young man is the Wu Qianshu in Lan Meier's mouth.

He looked proud, looked at Lan Mei'er in his arms and said softly: "It's better Mei'er, your idea is good, that stupid stupid hat will be leveled by you in a few clicks, you must know how many bigwigs in the sword sect left by his father are staring."

Lan Mei'er raised her hand and pressed Wu Qianshu's hand on his chest, and asked puzzledly, "Why does Wu Lang have to get his father's sword?"

Wu Qianshu slowly twitched the palm on Lan Mei'er's chest, and said with a somewhat solemn face: "Back then, Lin Fan's father was the most outstanding disciple of the Feixian Sect of the Immortal Mountain, he only took fifteen years to cultivate to the Jindan realm, and was known as the most likely fourth ancestor of the Feixian Sect, but it is a pity that the earth-shattering bloody battle ten years ago made him die of exhaustion, otherwise his status is still above my father."

Lan Mei'er asked in a coquettish voice: "Why is his father so outstanding, why haven't I heard of it in the door for many years, is his father's sword really a treasure?"

Wu Qianshu seemed to think of something, and hurriedly admonished: "This matter is forbidden in the door, and it must not be mentioned, otherwise there will be disasters, these are all heard from my father, and you and I can know where it is, but my father once said that there is a sword trick in Lin Fan's father's sword, if you get it, you will be able to soar into the sky, but these years the sect elders have been staring very strictly, and it is really not easy to get it, but fortunately, Mei'er, you will get the sword in your hand, so that the elders have nothing to say, otherwise I am afraid that you will not be able to save your life as soon as you get the sword."

Lan Mei'er sat up, tied the green silk behind her head and asked, "Could it be that the sword can still kill people on its own?"

Wu Qianshu smiled and said: "There are some things that you can't know now, but it's okay for you and I to get married and tell you soon, just don't spread the word."

Lan Mei'er leaned close to Wu Qianshu's arms, put her jade hand between Wu Qianshu's neck, and said coquettishly: "People are all your pulls, what are you afraid of."

Wu Qianshu put his hand on Lan Mei'er's waist and slowly slid down, and said: "My father once warned me after a drink that anyone in the door can be messed with but can't be messed with Lin Fan, because back then, his father exchanged his life for the lives of eighteen fellow disciples, my father was one of them, and the remaining seventeen people are now all big guys in the door, otherwise a waste like Lin Fan, who has only practiced the third layer of qi for ten years, can still be free in the door?"

Hearing that there were so many big guys behind Lin Fan, Lan Mei'er's face turned pale, and she said with some fear: "How can this be good, you and I are afraid that we will draw out the Jindan Monk to stand up for him, you have the Great Elder as your father, what can I do then!"

Looking at the panicked Lan Mei'er, Wu Qianshu chuckled and said: "It's okay, just now I praised your intelligence, why are you afraid now, you must know that the sword is Lin Fan's compensation for peeping at your bath, even if you go to the punishment hall, it is not ashamed, I am saying that my Feixian Gate pays attention to natural selection, otherwise you have seen that big guy help Lin Fan over the years? If he fights for his own anger, then someone will help him, but it is a pity that you see that he is just a rotten wood all these years, and it is a great pity not to drive him out."

After listening to Wu Qianshu's words, Lan Mei'er was relieved, and at this time, Wu Qianshu's palm rubbed between her legs, and Lan Mei'er collapsed in his arms.

Lin Fan walked down the stone steps in the mountain and looked into the distance.

In the early morning, the mountains are lightly covered by clouds and mist, the wind and clouds are like rippling blue waves, the early sun has just licked out the sea of clouds, and the red sun will light up the sky.

Looking at the beautiful scenery in front of him, Lin Fan's eyes seemed to be a little moist, the previous life was gone, and he wanted no regrets in this life.

After turning a few mountain corners, there is a waterfall that rushes down hundreds of zhang in front of you, and there is a bamboo building built with green bamboo in front of the waterfall.

In his memory, this was his residence, and one of the few possessions his father left him.

Nudge the bamboo door and step in.

A dilapidated futon came into view, and when I looked around, only a few green books were scattered on the ground.

Walk around the house a few times at will, only find a dozen unknown herbs in a bamboo basket, it is said that the walls of this huge bamboo building are empty, but fortunately, there is a change of linen robe on the window, and it is decent to wear on the body.

Holding the dilapidated futon in his hand with his hand, Lin Fan smiled helplessly and said in his heart: "Being a man is called failure if he does this, what should he call it when he does this as a monk."

Sitting cross-legged on the futon, Lin Fan looked through the green books on the ground.

The cover is made of green cloth, but the pages inside are cut from fine brocade.

The content is not very much, just a few thousand words, and what is written is Lin Fan's "Purple Qi East Decision" that Lin Fan is familiar with.

casually put aside the "Purple Qi East Decision", and picked up a green book, this book is a "Basic Swordsmanship Thirty-six Styles" thought to be an enlightenment work.

Looking at its contents, Lin Fan was fascinated.

You must know that when he was a combat mech, he had a titanium alloy giant sword on his back, and the moves he used were also ancient swordsmanship on earth.

Lin Fan thought that he also knew how to use the sword, but when he read the preface of this book, he was attracted by its profound content.

"The small method of the sword is the way of technical attack, which can be divided into the method of fast sword, the method of heavy sword, and the method of technical attack. The sword courage can break the sky with a sword, also known as sword cultivation, looking at the thousands of cultivators in the world, there are very few people who can be sword cultivators, the "big" law of the sword is the meaning, and the sword intention can break the void, but the sword intent is mysterious, and the great one can be the sword god. The way of the sword is the rule, and above the rule is nothing, and the road is slowly grown up like climbing a mountain, and staying at the top of the mountain, immortal!".

Looking at the short preface of a few lines that made Lin Fan's blood boil, the first step in the long journey was to practice this basic swordsmanship.

The original Lin Fan had also practiced this "Thirty-six Styles of Basic Swordsmanship" in his memory, but he felt bored, and after practicing for a few days, he gave up practicing the introductory disciple's swordsmanship "Qingfeng Eighteen Swords".

"Eighteen Swords of Qingfeng" is not only gorgeous in swordsmanship, but also a swordsmanship for introductory assessment.

Lin Fan flipped in his hand, and quickly remembered the "Thirty-six Styles of Basic Swordsmanship" in his heart, he was originally reborn from a supercomputer, and his brain power was overwhelming.

Stretch and stand up, pushing open a bamboo window, letting a damp air pour into the room.

At this time, there were several knocks on the door, and he pushed the door and walked out.

Several young men in gray robes appeared in front of them.

"But Something"

Lin Fan was a little puzzled, in his memory, the original Lin Fan was withdrawn and abnormal, and he didn't have any friends at all, but through the fusion of memories, he still knew a few people in front of him.

One is called Shen Jinghua, the other is Guo Jiaxing, and the other is Shi Qingxiu.

Several people were a little excited when they saw Lin Fan's impatient expression.

Shi Qingxiu took a step forward and pointed at Lin Fan's nose and said: "At the beginning, you borrowed thirty spirit stones from me and the other three people, saying that you wanted to learn alchemy, and this time there are more than a year, you don't want to pay back any spirit stones that you haven't refined, you must know that it is the net worth of me and a few others, in the past, you always said that you would pay me back in a few days, but now you don't have the intention of repaying the money for more than a few years."

Lin Fan was stunned for a moment, and he didn't think that a few people were his creditors.

He arched his hand in embarrassment and thought back hard, vaguely as if there was such a thing for a moment.

In order to please Lan Mei'er, the original Lin Fan mortgaged the bamboo building to these three people, borrowed thirty spirit stones, and whimsically wanted to refine a few Zhuyan Pills and give them to Lan Mei'er.

Na Cheng thought that he was a guy with low eyes, and the spirit stones were used up, but Zhu Yan Dan didn't see any of them, and a few elixirs were thrown in the bamboo basket in the house.

Sorting out the whole ins and outs, Lin Fan sighed helplessly, he still had a huge amount of arrears waiting in front of him.

Looking at Lin Fan, who bowed his head and was silent, Shi Qingxiu was even more energetic, and he spat and said: "At that time, I said that if you can't repay the money, you will use this bamboo building to pay off, and now if you don't repay the fifty spirit stones, you will use the bamboo building to pay off the debt, and the three of us will wait for you to say a word."

In Lin Fan's memory, this bamboo building was the best place among the entire Qi cultivation disciples, it was full of spiritual energy and pure and elegant, it was the face of the sect that looked at his dead father that he was left to himself, you must know that most of the disciples like him were crowded in the wooden house at the bottom of the mountain.

Looking at the emotional teenager in front of him, Lin Fan was embarrassed.

He touched the storage bag on his waist with his hand, but there were only twenty spirit stones, which made him despise the original Lin Fan in his heart.

It's really strange to be like this, a girl can make him waste so much precious time, and it is ten years, I think it was his father's death that hit him hard.

But why didn't he have his mother's appearance in his memory, he quickly looked through the fused memories and found something weird.

"Why is there nothing to say, then today this bamboo building is the residence of my three brothers."

After Shi Qingxiu finished speaking, he wanted to push Lin Fan away and walk into the bamboo building.

Lin Fan's face sank and said: "I remember that I said that I would repay the money in one year, but now there are still three days left, are you here a little early?"

Seeing that Lin Fan was still stiff-mouthed, Shi Qingxiu had no choice but to say: "Okay, okay, it's unreasonable for me to wait, and my brother will see what else you have to say when he comes three days later."

In the middle of the foolishness, Shi Qingxiu led Shen Jinghua and Guo Jiaxing to disappear from Lin Fan's sight.