Land Sword Immortal's Sword Pavilion has guarded the sword for eighty years

"When I entered the Sword Pavilion three years ago, I was just an ordinary outer disciple. I was only 25 years old at that time. Senior Brother Luo twisted the white hair at his temples and said with some sighs.

Three years ago, he was 25 years old. Doesn't that mean that Senior Brother Luo is only 28 years old now, not yet 30?

How come you look so old?

"Then you, Senior Brother..." Meng Fan asked hesitantly.

He didn't finish asking, because it was like exposing someone's scars.

But Senior Brother Luo obviously understood Meng Fan's question. He shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Why am I in such a mess? It's because I guard the swords in the Sword Pavilion!"

"Many of the swords stored in the Sword Pavilion have experienced countless fights and drank countless blood. They were taken back to the Sword Pavilion after their masters died, but how could they be at ease here?"

"Once their evil spirits erupt, we, the disciples who guard the swords, will be in trouble."

"This is also the reason why I asked you before if you offended someone and were arranged here. "

Brother Luo sighed, his face full of helplessness.

"Sword Guarding Disciple, you are suffering!"

He patted Meng Fan's shoulder, with a comforting meaning.

After all, they are in the same boat.

"Thank you Brother Luo for teaching me these." Meng Fan thanked Brother Luo.

It was very helpless. If someone else knew these, they might run away, but he was trapped by Deacon Wang in this situation, and he couldn't leave even if he wanted to.

But then again, Deacon Wang and I had no grudges, why did he trap me?

This point must be figured out when we have a chance!

In the following time, Brother Luo introduced the Sword Pavilion to Meng Fan, as well as some things and rules that a Sword Guarding Disciple needs to do.

Soon, the sun set.

Brother Luo closed the door of the Sword Pavilion and said to Meng Fan: "At this time every day, the Sword Pavilion is closed and no one will be received. This is the rule of the Sword Pavilion. Even if the Sect Master comes, it will be useless! "Of course, that's what I said. If the sect master really came, would anyone dare to stop him? After closing the door of the Sword Pavilion, Senior Brother Luo led Meng Fan to a room, which was the residence arranged for Meng Fan. Meng Fan glanced at the room. Although it was small, it was very clean and tidy. "Thank you, Senior Brother Luo!" "You're welcome. I live next door to you. If you have any questions, just come to me directly. "

After saying that, Senior Brother Luo returned to his room and ignored Meng Fan.

Night had just fallen. Converted to the time on Earth, it was only about seven o'clock in the evening. Meng Fan was naturally not sleepy.

He walked out of the room and came to the hall on the first floor of the Sword Pavilion.

Rows of wooden racks and rows of swords exuded a chilling chill.

From now on, he would have to deal with these swords.

It had only been two days since he traveled to this world, and Meng Fan had almost no formal contact with this world of cultivation.

Not to mention, in the Shushan Sword Sect, he didn't even have a sword of his own.

Meng Fan picked up an inconspicuous long sword and prepared to feel it.

He didn't dare to touch those swords that looked very strong, for fear that I couldn't defend myself, so I picked an inconspicuous one.

The moment Meng Fan touched the sword, he didn't know if it was an illusion, but a piece of information suddenly appeared in his mind.

[The sword is called Qingyu. ]

[Weight is three pounds and two ounces, and the sword body is three feet and one inch. ]

[It is made of black iron and cast with earth fire. ]

When he touched a sword, he could get some information about the sword.

This should be a little benefit brought to him by the talent [Sword God].

However, this information has no real effect.

The ability of the talent of Sword God is far more than this!

"Clang——"

Meng Fan pulled out the Qingyu Sword.

The moment he pulled out the Qingyu Sword, a stream of energy surged into his body.

Meng Fan His brows furrowed slightly.

He seemed to have sensed something, but he didn't feel anything.

A very strange feeling!

What was it that entered his body?

Meng Fan put the green fish back on the wooden rack, and then picked out another sword.

The moment he touched the sword, another message appeared in Meng Fan's mind.

[The sword is called Feiyu. ]

[Weight is one pound and seven ounces, and the sword body is two feet and six inches. ]

[Feiyu wood is used as the material, and the silk-pulling method is used for carving. The sword is soaked in the blood of the blood jade beast for seven days and seven nights. ]

This is a wooden sword, which has not been forged by hammering and fire, but is purely carved.

But such a wooden sword is more powerful than the hundred-refined black iron sword [Green Fish] just now.

However, what is unexpected is that a murderous aura suddenly Suddenly, it burst out from the Feiyu Sword in Meng Fan's hand.

The previous Qingyu Sword was a brand new sword that had just been refined. It was not stained with blood from killing people, and there was no evil spirit.

But this Feiyu Sword was collected in the Sword Pavilion after its owner died in battle.

This sword was stained with countless blood, especially after its owner died, the evil spirit contained in this sword became more intense.

The moment Meng Fan touched this sword, the evil spirit burst out and began to attack Meng Fan!

If it was a cultivator with high cultivation, he would naturally be able to crush this evil spirit easily.

But Meng Fan's cultivation was almost zero, and he had no ability to deal with this evil spirit!

Once this sword evil spirit entered his body, Meng Fan would lose half his life if he didn't die.

He was too weak!

Just when Meng Fan was anxious and a little desperate.

[Swordsmanship] This talent has officially shown its power!

The sword evil that rushed into his body immediately disappeared.

As the sword demon was eliminated, a woman in flowing white clothes suddenly appeared in Meng Fan's mind.

This woman is holding a flying feather sword and dancing with it.

The swordsmanship is extremely elegant!

Not only is his swordsmanship elegant, but his steps are even more impressive.

"Flying Feather Sword Technique"

"Jinghong Step"

After the sword evil was eliminated, Meng Fan saw the "memory" remaining in the sword and learned two martial arts.

With the blessing of the talent of [Swordsmanship and Spirituality], the Feiyu Sword Technique learned by Meng Fan was more proficient and mellow than that performed by the woman in white.

But he had only scratched the surface of the "Jinghong Step" footwork.

Because the talent of Swordsmanship only benefits swordsmanship.

Therefore, although Meng Fan saw two martial arts through Feiyu Sword's "Sword Demon Memory", only the sword technique could be learned and mastered immediately.

"However, this is enough!"