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

After a while, Liu Wei took out a sword and played with it in the hall to see if he was comfortable with it.

"The Returning Wind Flushes the Willow Sword"

Meng Fan had heard of this sword technique, but he was a handyman disciple before and had never been exposed to this sword technique.

But when he saw Liu Wei practicing his sword, he subconsciously guessed that this was the Returning Wind Brushing Willow Sword.

He was even able to see through the loopholes and flaws in Liu Wei's swordsmanship.

That’s outrageous!

It was a swordsmanship he had never learned before, but he could see its shortcomings at a glance.

He even subconsciously used his fingers as swords and scratched them casually, actually improving the flaws in Liu Wei's swordsmanship.

For this reason, who dares to say that Meng Fan has a miscellaneous spiritual root?

In the Jiange lobby, Liu Wei frowned.

Because when he was using the sword, he always felt that it was not smooth, but he could not find where the problem was.

The top fifty outer disciples only have one chance to receive the sword for free.

If you want to change the sword, you need to hand in three spiritual stones.

So Liu Wei was quite cautious when choosing a sword for the first time!

"Not satisfied?" Meng Fan said to Liu Wei.

Liu Wei nodded and said, "I just tried to pick out several swords, and I think this sword is the most suitable for me. However, when I just used the sword, I felt a little uncomfortable. I couldn't think of where the problem was."

Meng Fan glanced at Liu Wei and smiled: "Actually, your arms are not the same length, your right arm is half an inch shorter than your left arm, so you should use a longer sword.

And the way you hold the sword is different from ordinary people. Your little finger likes to stagger the hilt and rest on the end of the hilt.

Therefore, you are suitable for swords with shorter hilts.

This sword is more suitable for you! "

Meng Fan took down a sword from the wooden stand, then casually pulled the sword away and glanced at it.

The reason why he drew his sword was because of the aura in the sword, the warm current that could help him practice.

He has never wiped this sword, so it cannot be wasted!

When a breath of air flowed into his body, Meng Fan threw the sword to Liu Wei.

Liu Wei took the sword and waved it tentatively.

Suddenly, surprise appeared on his face.

Meng Fan made the right choice, this sword really suited him.

After practicing the sword technique again with this sword, Liu Wei was immediately satisfied.

He bowed his hands to Meng Fan seriously and said, "Thank you, senior brother!"

In fact, he didn't know whether Meng Fan was a junior or senior brother.

But the term "Senior Brother" is an honorific title.

I am sincerely convinced!

"You're welcome, you can't stay in the sword pavilion for a long time. Now that you have chosen the sword, let's register and leave." Meng Fan said calmly to Liu Wei.

Liu Wei quickly started to register, and then left happily holding his beloved sword.

Senior Brother Luo appeared in front of Meng Fan carrying a wine gourd. He looked at Meng Fan with some surprise and said, "You boy, your eyesight and knowledge are good!"

Meng Fan smiled shyly and said, "Senior brother, you are so complimentary."

Senior Brother Luo shook his head and said: "It's not a ridiculous compliment, it's a real compliment. It's a pity for people like you to be in Jiange. You should have made a lot of achievements."

Meng Fan quickly said: "Actually, I feel that Jiange is very suitable for me."

"Yes, if you can survive in Jiange, your achievements will be higher than outside!" Senior Brother Luo patted Meng Fan on the shoulder and said: "Practice hard. When you reach the fifth level of Qi training, I will guide you." You go see Mr. Lin.”

"I will definitely work hard." Meng Fan nodded with a serious look on his face.

Then he stared at the wine gourd in Brother Luo's hand for several times, and asked a little uncertainly: "Brother, this seems to be the wine gourd in my room, right?"

Senior Brother Luo rolled his eyes at Meng Fan and said dissatisfied: "You still have the nerve to ask. I reluctantly gave up my love and gave you a gourd of wine, but you didn't drink it. The smell of wine was almost gone. What a waste of natural resources!"

"Uh, I'm a bit drunk, I only took one breath."

Hearing Meng Fan take a sip, Senior Brother Luo didn't mind it and continued to drink from the wine gourd.

"You don't know how to enjoy this magical brew, it's boring."

Senior Brother Luo despised Meng Fan, and then walked out of the Jiange Gate, not knowing where to wander.

To be honest, Meng Fan was a little envious of Senior Brother Luo.

Since he came to Jiange, he has not gone out once.

When Senior Brother Luo comes back this time, he has to ask if he can go out.

Meng Fan continued to clean his sword all afternoon.

He stopped after cleaning all forty swords.

After that Black Wind Sword, all the swords that followed were free of sword evil, which made Meng Fan breathe a sigh of relief.

The evil aura of the Black Wind Sword caused some damage to his vitality, and he has not fully recovered yet.

As the sun set, Senior Brother Luo came back only when the sword pavilion was closing.

Just like last time, he smelled of alcohol and had a wine gourd on his waist.

It seems that this Senior Brother Luo is still a drunkard.

This will be easy to handle. If you have anything to do in the future, please ask Brother Luo for help. Go get some good wine and it will be easier to talk.

That night, Meng Fan continued to practice Lingfeng Xuan Gong.

After wiping so many swords and absorbing so much aura during the day, a warm current appeared again in my lower abdomen during practice.

Relying on these warm currents, Meng Fan believed that he would soon reach the second level of Qi training.

This time, I persisted until dawn before the warm current was completely consumed.

As usual, Meng Fan got up early.

Then, as usual, Senior Brother Luo didn't walk out of the room sleepily until three o'clock in the morning.

"You kid, don't be so diligent. Even if you sleep until the afternoon, no one will care about you." Senior Brother Luo said with a yawn.

Meng Fan said awkwardly: "What if a disciple comes to receive the sword in the morning?"

Senior Brother Luo said indifferently: "Then let them wait, when will we open the door, and when will he receive the sword.

The rule of Jiange is to close the door on time every day when the sun sets.

As for the opening time, it all depends on our mood! "

After hearing what Senior Brother Luo said, Meng Fan had some new understanding of Jiange.

"Okay, Senior Brother Luo, I have a question that I don't know whether to ask or not."

"Ask!" Senior Brother Luo looked indifferent and always looked lazy.

"Senior Brother Luo, if I have something to do, can I leave the sword pavilion for a while?" Meng Fan asked with some confidence.

After all, he had only been in Jiange for a few days.

This is like a new employee of the company who just wants to skip work and be lazy.

Senior Brother Luo said nonchalantly: "Of course, as long as you come back before the sword pavilion closes. If I am in the sword pavilion, you can just go out. If I am not here, remember to close the sword pavilion door before going out!"

Meng Fan was a little confused after hearing what Senior Brother Luo said.

So casual?

It was completely beyond his imagination.

Meng Fan continued to ask: "Senior Brother Luo, the outer disciples of the Shushan Sword Sect can practice in the Kung Fu Hall for one hour every day. As a sword guarding disciple of the Sword Pavilion, my status is the same as that of the outer disciples. Can I also practice in the Kung Fu Hall for one hour? ?”

"Of course you can. You have just entered the Qi training realm. You can indeed go to the Qigong training hall to practice more." Senior Brother Luo said to Meng Fan.

A place like the training hall is obviously useless to people like Senior Brother Luo.

If Meng Fan hadn't mentioned it, he would have forgotten about such a place.

In the training hall, a small spirit gathering array was arranged.

However, this place is generally only useful to disciples in the realm of Qi training.

And after reaching the sixth level of Qi training, the effect is already minimal.

"Senior Brother Luo, should I go out now and visit the training hall?" Meng Fan said to Senior Brother Luo shamelessly.

Senior Brother Luo smiled and said: "Go ahead, it just so happens that I am not planning to leave the sword pavilion today."

Meng Fan walked out of the gate of the sword pavilion feeling refreshed.

He had been holding back in the Jiange for several days. When he walked out of the Jiange, he felt that the air outside was fresher.

Soon, he came to the training hall of the Shushan Sword Sect.

The training hall is very large and can accommodate thousands of disciples without any problem.

A small spirit gathering array has to be shared by thousands of disciples, which is actually very useless.

Therefore, people like Senior Brother Luo have long forgotten about a place like the Kung Fu Hall.

But for a warrior like Meng Fan who has just entered the first level of qi training, the training hall is still a treasure.

Meng Fan took out the Sword Guard disciple's token, registered and entered the training hall.

He found a place, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to practice.

After a moment, he frowned.

Because of the warmth in the lower abdomen, it had been exhausted last night.

He is currently practicing, and even in the training hall, there is no effect.

He could barely notice the operation of Lingfeng Xuan Gong. It was almost the same speed as when there was no warm current in the Jiange room, and there was no improvement.

"If you have this time, why not wipe a few more swords to accumulate some warmth."

Meng Fan has lost interest in the training hall. There is no doubt that he will not come again tomorrow.

For other outer sect disciples, being able to increase their cultivation speed in the training hall is a little bit, after all, it is better than nothing.

But for Meng Fan, it was really a waste of time.

Meng Fan stood up and prepared to leave the training hall, not wanting to waste time.

Instead, he ran into an acquaintance.

Well, I'm not too familiar with him. In fact, we only met him once.

Yang Shi!

The outer disciple ranks forty-one.

This guy actually came to the training hall to practice, which proved that he had not reached the sixth level of Qi training.

Once you reach the sixth level of Qi training, you will generally not come to the Qigong training hall again.

Meng Fan now has a general understanding of the outer disciples.

Among the top fifty outer sect disciples, they have not even reached the sixth level of Qi training. To be honest, they are a little out of place.

In the past, Meng Fan felt that the outer disciples were superior, and they were completely different from the handyman disciples like them.

But now it seems that the outer disciples are nothing more than this!