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"Why did you come here?" Meng Fan was a little surprised. To be honest, he almost forgot about this little girl.

Now Zhang Youwei is wearing the clothes of the inner disciples of Shu Mountain. She is dressed in white, and she is full of aura. Her big eyes like black grapes fully show the greenness of a girl.

She has a cheerful personality and is eccentric, but she was depressed during that time because of the calamity suffered by the Demon Sect, and now she has recovered.

It seems that she is living a good life in Jianzong. Although she has only been here for more than a month, her foundation is very solid. Meng Fan can sense that her body is full of spiritual energy, and her strength has reached the third level of sword energy.

Qinglian Peak should have spent a lot of money on her.

"I'll come and see you. Your sword mound is so remote. It took me a few days to find it." Zhang Youwei said angrily.

"Didn't you say you would look for me? It's been more than a month, and you haven't come to me, and you haven't told me where you live, which made me look for so long."

Zhang Youwei pouted, pretending to be wronged.

Earlier, Meng Fan had promised her not to reveal Meng Fan's identity when she acted, so he knocked her unconscious and threw her into Jianzong without telling her where she lived. Jianzong was so big that she had to look for it everywhere.

She promised Meng Fan to keep it secret, but she didn't want to go to Meng Fan in a big way, especially not to let people know about his severed arm.

"Then how did you find it here?"

"Hmph, Sister Saintess said that my ancestors used to live in Jianzhong, and told me about you sending the ancestor's relics back to the family, so I knew you must be in Jianzhong."

"You came here alone?"

"Of course not, Sister Saintess brought me here."

As soon as he heard that it was the saint who came, Meng Fan became a little nervous. It is not the saint who knew that he was a mysterious strongman.

"You didn't expose me, did you?"

Zhang Youwei said crisply, "Of course not, this is a little secret between us, and I won't tell it."

"Where is the saint?"

"Go to the top!"

Zhang Youwei pointed to the peak of Jianzhong.

The saint entered the forbidden area of ​​Jianzhong.

Meng Fan thought for a while, his spiritual consciousness can cover the first to sixth floors of the entire Sword Tomb, but above the seventh floor, there is a formation barrier, so he can't sense it, so he didn't notice the saint at first.

What did the saint do in the forbidden area of ​​Jianzhong? Did he come to investigate the situation at Jianzhong, or did he have other intentions.

Meng Fan frowned and thought!

"Brother, where my ancestors lived before, Wei'er wants to pay homage."

"On the fourth floor, I'll take you there!"

Taking Zhang Youwei to the secret room where Zhang Lao retreated, Zhang Youwei took out the incense candle tribute and worshiped in front of the secret room.

Although she has never met this ancestor, she is very grateful to this ancestor in her heart. If it was not because of this ancestor, she would not have been rescued by Meng Fan. change destiny.

Half an hour later, Zhang Youwei finished worshiping.

And Meng Fan kept staring at the top, but the saint hadn't come down yet.

"Brother, do you also like saintesses?" Meng Fan's performance was noticed by Zhang Youwei, her big eyes were bulging, and she asked straightforwardly.

The Saintess is admired by many people in Jianzong, and Zhang Youwei thinks it is normal for Meng Fan to like the Saintess.

"I don't like it!" Meng Fan said very simply.

Now he only has the way of swordsmanship in his mind, and all kinds of powerful cultivation methods, and he doesn't have enough time, so he still has time to think about women.

"Then why do you keep staring at the mountain?"

"I wonder when you are leaving?"

"Oh, no, what I mean is that Jianzhong is too desolate, there is nothing to entertain the saintess."

"Brother, you just annoy me so much." Zhang Youwei said quietly. This big brother, how can he speak more straight than her. She could tell that Meng Fan was really annoying.

"It's not very annoying, hey, let's not talk about this, how is your cultivation, show me two tricks."

Meng Fan hurriedly changed the subject. In fact, what he was worried about was that Zhang Youwei and the saint were involved in the matter of Jianzhong.

Now that the spies of the Devil's Cult are only staring at the Sword Tomb, the identity of the saint is the key, and her appearance here will definitely attract the attention of the spies. To be honest, Meng Fan's view of the strength of the saint is just that.

The most important thing is that in this way, it is dangerous for Zhang Youwei to follow her.

The traitors of the Devil's Cult will not be sympathetic to others. Zhang Youwei's talent is so good, if the people of the Devil's Cult can't get it, they will definitely be destroyed if they have the opportunity.

Zhang Youwei began to practice swordsmanship. She learned the Qinglian Sword Code, and she has already developed a blue sword energy.

Meng Fan's kendo sky eye was opened to observe Zhang Youwei's swordsmanship.

Under the kendo sky eye, one can see the flaws and deficiencies in Zhang Youwei's swordsmanship in detail.

Meng Fan has practiced the Qinglian Sword Art, and has a certain understanding of the Qinglian Sword Art.

Although Zhang Youwei has just started, but the swordsmanship is well practiced, and she can't find any problems purely from the sword moves.

But Qinglian swordsmanship emphasizes endless life and continuous progress.

The coherence of Zhang Youwei's sword moves is not enough, the sword energy cannot be superimposed, and she has not mastered the essence.

"How is my swordsmanship?" Zhang Youwei looked at Meng Fan expectantly after practicing once, hoping to wait for his praise.

In Qinglian Peak, she is the fastest to master Qinglian swordsmanship. Everyone praises her for her talent, and she herself doesn't feel any problems.

Meng Fan didn't look at her, but said flatly, "Practice again."

Looking at Meng Fan's serious face, Zhang Youwei dared not speak, she pouted and continued to practice sword.

This time, Meng Fan made a move, and when Zhang Youwei switched sword moves, he used Qi to control her sword and sword to help her connect.

Zhang Youwei froze for a moment, feeling as if someone taught her by hand.

"Don't stop, keep going!"

"Think carefully!"

Meng Fan reminded in a deep voice.

Zhang Youwei continued to practice swords, and Meng Fan made consecutive shots, helping her perfectly perform Qinglian swordsmanship.

"call out!"

The sword move was continuous until the end, the sword energy that had been stored for a long time was cut out, and a thin cyan sword energy pierced the air.

The sword qi cut out a hundred meters, but still left a sword mark on the steps in the distance.

This sword qi already has a hint of Qinglian sword intent!

"This... is this the sword energy I shot?" Zhang Youwei looked at the sword in her hand in disbelief.

The one just now is the real Qinglian Sword Qi after the mastery of Qinglian swordsmanship. In Qinglian Peak, only brothers and sisters who have reached the state of sword art can use such fierce Qinglian sword Qi.

And she is only at the third level of sword energy now!

Sword Qi Realm, unexpectedly can also achieve such an extent.

This is more than ten times more powerful than the first time she practiced just now.

The gap is too obvious.

"Thank you brother!"

Zhang Youwei feels that she has gained a lot. According to the points that Meng Fan instructed just now, as long as she makes up for it, she can do it.

It's very detailed, but the masters who specialize in practicing Qinglian Sword Code didn't see it.

"Cultivate well, since God has given you such a good talent, don't let it down."

Meng Fan himself also came here through hard training. Although he had the talent of a clear sword heart at the beginning, it is not easy to practice swords with one arm. It takes a long time of hard work to let his body adapt to the sword.

"Okay, let's stop here today. The saint has come out. I will guide you when I have time. Don't come to the sword mound when you are free. This place is desolate and there is nothing interesting." Meng Fan sensed that the saint came from the first Come out from the seventh floor and say to Zhang Youwei.

"Brother, why are you hiding your strength!"

"You don't understand, this will save a lot of trouble, remember, don't expose it."

"Understood, then I will also hide my cultivation."