Beast Mastery

In the hall of Lin Fan's cave, Gao Dakuan and Lin Fan stood there with serious faces. At this time, Zhang Nuo had returned to the room to rest, and they were the only two left in the hall.

On the stone table, there are two identical bronze mirrors, which are the "streaming mirrors" used by Zhao's younger brother. When Gao Dakuan came back, he brought back these two magic weapons.

"Is what you just said true?"

Lin Fan frowned and stared blankly at the magic weapon on the stone table. As soon as Gao Dakuan and Zhang Nuo returned to the cave, he saw that both of them were injured. After questioning, he found out that they were trying to save Song.

Only the second young lady of the family would be like this. Gao Dakuan asked Zhang Nuo to go back and rest first, and then told Lin Fan the whole incident, including the fact that Zhang Nuo killed two monks in the early stages of foundation building in a violent rage.

As soon as he heard about this, Lin Fan didn't believe it at all. After all, he knew Zhang Nuo's cultivation very well. Not to mention killing two foundation-building monks, even a ninth-level Qi-refining monk.

He can't even beat him.

But Gao Dakuan said it very sincerely, and it didn't look like he was lying at all, and with Gao Dakuan's character, he would never fabricate such a thing.

"I don't know the specific things. I was in a coma at the time. These are what Song Ziyu told me later!"

Lin Fan nodded slightly and suddenly fell silent. He held his chin with one hand and fell into deep thought. According to what Gao Dakuan just said, the pure spiritual energy in Zhang Nuo came from the "Nine Dragon Sword Box", but Zhang Nuo was

While using it, I had no idea about it.

The entire hall fell silent, and the only sound that could be heard was Gao Dakuan's heavy breathing due to his injury.

"Dakuan, don't talk to anyone about this matter yet, including Qu Yuan and Ling'er! You go back and rest first!"

After being silent for a long time, Lin Fan finally sighed and said.

"I understand, master!"

Gao Dakuan agreed, then turned around and returned to his room.

Lin Fan was the only one left in the hall. He picked up the wine gourd at his waist, drank a few sips of wine helplessly, looked at the two bronze mirrors on the stone table, and then turned around to face Zhang Nuo.

Walk towards the room.

The stone door opened, and Lin Fan stepped into Zhang Nuo's room. At this time, he saw Zhang Nuo sitting cross-legged on the stone bed. He was surrounded by a faint aura, as if he was doing exercises to heal his injuries.

Hearing the voice, Zhang Nuo opened his eyes from his trance. Seeing that the master had come in, he was about to get out of bed to greet him, but Lin Fan gently waved his hand to signal him not to use it.

"How are you feeling?"

Walking to the bedside, Lin Fan asked. Zhang Nuo was not injured in the first place, but his body was filled with powerful spiritual power, which caused excruciating pain for a while. Now that he has practiced his martial arts for a while, he feels much better than before.

"Thank you for your concern, Master! It's no longer a serious problem!"

"You don't remember anything about what happened before?"

Lin Fan looked at his youngest apprentice in front of him. No matter how he looked at it, he did not believe that he had killed the two Zhao brothers.

"I only remember that a lot of pure spiritual energy came from the 'Nine Dragon Sword Box', which was poured into my body crazily. At that time, I only had one feeling, which was to kill the Zhao brothers! As for what happened next, I don't know

knew!"

As Zhang Nuo spoke, he picked up the sword box from the bedside. The sword box was still the same as before, and there was nothing special about it at all. The corner of Lin Fan's mouth twitched, and he reached out and took the "Nine Dragon Sword Box"

, this magic weapon has been in his hands for a long time, but nothing like what Zhang Nuo said has ever happened.

"Could it be that the magic weapon has repaired itself and undergone new changes?"

Whispering in a low voice, Lin Fan looked at the sword box carefully, narrowed his eyes slightly, and a ray of consciousness was released, and he sneaked into the sword box silently, except for the eighty-one swords lying quietly in the sword box.

Apart from the flying sword, there is nothing here.

Just when Lin Fan wanted to pull out his spiritual consciousness, he suddenly felt another breath, which was an existence other than spiritual energy.

"This is……"

His face became a little ugly, and Lin Fan increased the search range of his consciousness in the sword box. Suddenly he shouted "Ah", and his consciousness exited the sword box as if bitten by a snake. His hands were trembling.

The sword box was thrown to the ground.

"The breath of killing!"

Lin Fan's move shocked Zhang Nuo. He had never seen his master behave like this before. He jumped out of bed, ran to Lin Fan's side and said:

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

At this time, Lin Fan took a few deep breaths as if waking up from a big dream, and then said:

"This sword box is an ancient artifact. It has experienced countless fierce battles and killed countless cultivators. As the number of cultivators killed increases, a lot of murderous intent will remain in the magic weapon of the sword box. Over time,

The murderous aura contained in it is also quite heavy. If these murderous auras are not properly dealt with, the user of the magic weapon will suffer the backlash of the murderous aura. I just didn't expect that the sword box has been abandoned for nearly a thousand years, but there is still murderous aura inside!"

Lin Fan sighed, looked at Zhang Nuo and continued:

"Because the sword box has been abandoned for a long time, most of the murderous aura inside has slowly dissipated over time. Fortunately, the murderous aura is not too heavy, otherwise you would have been dead!"

Zhang Nuo looked at the "Nine Dragon Sword Box" on the ground and was a little scared when Lin Fan said this. Although he didn't know what he was doing, his body filled with spiritual energy still ached slightly.