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

Meng Fan immediately rolled his eyes.

Waiting for the bed, what kind of bed should you, a spirit body, serve?

Is this because you want to absorb my yang energy?

"Get back into your sword quickly." Meng Fan said angrily.

"Isn't my family beautiful?" Hongqi had floated in front of Meng Fan. Her small face was only an inch away from Meng Fan's face, almost touching her face.

There is no doubt that this is pure teasing.

Meng Fan simply closed his eyes and continued practicing, out of sight and out of mind.

"Boring guy!" Hongqi muttered, then turned into a red light and got back into the Hongqi sword.

Soon, it was dawn.

Meng Fan walked out of the room, washed up and began to wipe his sword.

After polishing forty long swords, only one of them contained evil energy.

After Meng Fan refined the evil spirit, he learned a sword technique from the memory of the evil spirit.

"Ling Yun Sword Technique"

Mediocre swordsmanship.

In fact, Meng Fan had seen this sword technique before when he was observing swordsmanship in Wujian Hall.

Although Meng Fan didn't care about this swordsmanship, he had perfected his Wanjian Guizong.

"Boy Meng, I'm not going out today. If you want to go to the Sword Enlightenment Hall, just go directly."

It was almost noon when Senior Brother Luo got up as usual.

Yesterday he went to drink a lot of wine, enough for him to drink for a few days.

Meng Fan was not polite when he heard this, and after saying something to Senior Brother Luo, he left the Jiange.

Anyway, his sword has been polished today, so there is nothing wrong with him staying in the sword pavilion.

Senior Brother Luo looked at Meng Fan's back, and his face showed surprise.

"This boy is really amazing. Jiange seems to have picked up a treasure by mistake this time."

When Meng Fan came to Jiange, he was just a handyman disciple. Not only had he not reached the state of Qi training, he didn't even have the first ray of Qi in his body.

How long has it been?

He directly broke through to the second level of Qi training!

To be honest, it's a bit outrageous.

"Isn't Jiajian Pavilion a bit underwhelming for such a talent?" Senior Brother Luo couldn't help but have this thought.

"No, this kind of talent has a real bright future in Jiange!"

For ordinary people to be sword-guarding disciples in the sword pavilion, this is a dead end and will not lead to a happy ending.

But it is easier for truly outstanding geniuses to soar into the sky when they arrive at Jiange!

Danger is often accompanied by amazing opportunities.

It's just that ordinary people don't have the ability to survive dangers and get opportunities.

"It seems that we can find an opportunity in advance to take him upstairs to meet Mr. Lin." Senior Brother Luo murmured to himself.

However, although Meng Fan has never met Mr. Lin, this does not mean that Mr. Lin has not met Meng Fan.

Perhaps Mr. Lin has been paying attention to this boy Meng Fan for a long time.

I wasn't qualified to be Mr. Lin's direct disciple at the beginning, maybe Meng Fan has a chance!

After Meng Fan left the Sword Pavilion, he went straight to the Sword Enlightenment Hall.

As a result, there were no disciples practicing sword practice in Wujian Hall today.

This is how the same thing?

Meng Fan frowned.

On weekdays, Wu Jian Tang has a very large number of people, but today there are not even a single disciple, which is obviously extremely abnormal.

After a while, Meng Fan slapped his forehead.

Only then did he realize that today was the day for the Shushan Sword Sect disciples’ competition.

Regardless of whether they are handyman disciples, outer disciples, or inner disciples, they must participate in the ranking competition and update their rankings.

In the past, Meng Fan always ranked at the bottom every time he participated in the handyman disciple qualifying competition.

Therefore, this sect disciple competition can be said to be Meng Fan's shadow.

But now that Meng Fan has become a sword-guarding disciple of the Sword Pavilion, he no longer needs to participate in such competitions.

"In the sect competition, you can actually see more swordsmanship, and the effect is better than in the Wujian Hall." Meng Fan muttered to himself and left the Wujian Hall.

Since he doesn't have to participate in the sect competition, he just has time to watch other people's sword competition.

Ninety-nine percent of the disciples of Shushan Sword Sect use swords as weapons and learn swordsmanship.

It's rare for someone to practice other weapons.

So if Meng Fan wants to watch swordsmanship, this sect competition is indeed a good choice.

Soon, Meng Fan arrived at the Tianjian Square of the Shushan Sword Sect.

This square is extremely wide and occupies almost half of Shushan Mountain. It can be said to be the flagship of Shushan Sword Sect.

Tianjian Square can accommodate tens of thousands of people at one time.

Even if everyone from Shushan Sword Sect comes to Tianjian Square, they can still stand.

Meng Fan arrived too late, as many disciples had already started competing.

Tianjian Square is now divided into three areas.

The area for handyman disciples, the area for outer disciples, and the area for inner disciples.

Although the status of handyman disciples is the lowest, the area they occupy is the largest.

There is no way, the number of handyman disciples is more than the inner disciples and outer disciples combined!

Since he was watching the battle, Meng Fan naturally chose the strongest one to watch.

He calmly came to the area where the inner disciples were.

Although he is only a monk on the second level of qi training, he is somewhat out of place among the disciples in the sect.

But today is a big day, and naturally it is impossible for anyone to jump out and ridicule Meng Fan, saying that Meng Fan does not deserve to be here.

Everyone is very honest!

"Meng Fan, why are you here?" Not long after he arrived at the inner disciple area, Meng Fan heard a familiar voice.

Little rich woman Liu Yanping!

Meng Fan was naturally impressed by this rich man who gave him eleven spiritual stones in one go.

"Senior Sister Liu." Meng Fan greeted him quickly.

Liu Yanping came to Meng Fan and said a little strangely: "Shouldn't you be with the outer disciples? Oh, I remembered, you are not the outer disciples, you are from Jiange, so you shouldn't need to participate in the sect competition. ,right?"

Meng Fan nodded and said, "Yes, Senior Sister Liu."

"Then what are you doing here? Watching everyone compete with swords?" Liu Yanping knew Meng Fan's hobby and liked to hide in the corner and watch others practice swordsmanship.

Nowadays, a "peeping tom" like Meng Fan will definitely not miss the sect competition.

Meng Fan smiled bitterly and said: "Senior Sister Liu, you are asking and answering your own questions, and you have robbed me of all my words. What do you want me to say?"

"Haha!" Liu Yanping laughed, extremely free and easy.

She saw Meng Fan watching a pair of inner sect disciples competing for swords. She shook her head and said, "Don't watch them competing. There's nothing interesting to see. You should take a look at this first."

Then she dragged Meng Fan to another direction, where another man and woman were competing with each other with swords.

"Is there anything special about these two people?" Meng Fan asked curiously.

He didn't understand why Liu Yanping dragged him over to watch the two men compete with each other.

"This woman, named Yang Xiaohua, has been ranked one higher than me in the inner disciple rankings for the last two times. I have long been unhappy with her and want to kill her." Liu Yanping said angrily.

Meng Fan asked a little strangely: "Then what's the use of pulling me over?"

Liu Yanping said: "I see that you are very proficient in many sword techniques. Have you learned the "Thirteen Swords of Cloud and Mist" she practiced?"

Thirteen Swords of Cloud and Mist?

To be honest, Meng Fan himself didn't know if he had ever learned it.

He had seen many sword techniques at Wu Jian Tang, but he didn't know the names of those sword techniques.