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Chapter 242, here comes the trouble

Forget it, they are all crazy.

Lin Fan gave up asking for advice on swordsmanship.

"Anyway, the sword has been repaired, so I'd better send it away quickly." Lin Fan was nervous.

Unable to help, Lin Fan handed over the Canglong Sword: "Sect Master, I have repaired this sword. If you see there is no problem, take it back."

"Thank you sir!"

Sikong Ming was respectful and took the sword with his hands upright.

But just as Sikong Ming touched the Canglong Sword, a powerful and strange force suddenly surged into his body.

"Sword Spirit!"

Sikong Ming was stunned.

Different from the imagined sword spirit, it has the powerful power of sword art creation.

In an instant, the power of the rolling sword spirit, accompanied by mysterious creation, instantly rushed into the limbs and bones, and the body and spirit veins. In an incredible way, the creation of the essence sword vein was refining the essence of the sword vein.

Sword Spirit Creation?

Sikong Ming was extremely excited. Could it be that Lin Fan was secretly inheriting the sword art fortune?

It is rare to have the opportunity, and the power of fortune is so strong that it is expected to reach the second-level scattered immortal.

At this moment, Sikong Ming sat cross-legged, using his skills to absorb the creation of the mysterious sword spirit, and quietly realized the infinite true meaning of the sword spirit contained in the sword spirit.

"Sect Master?" Lin Fan was shocked.

Is this sword poisonous, or is it poisonous for humans?

After finally picking up the sword, Sikong Ming actually meditated directly.

Yun Hai was also confused and said to himself: "Is the Sect Master a sudden enlightenment? Could it be the opportunity brought by the Canglong Sword?"

"Old Yun, what's going on with Sect Master Sikong?" Lin Fan asked.

"Sir, the Taoist Dharma is infinite. Have some sect masters realized something?"

"Sudden enlightenment? Are you cultivators so simple in practicing? "

"It's not simple, but the Taoism we have learned is superficial. If you give some advice, you can benefit us ordinary people."

"Okay, then your imagination is really rich." Lin Fan didn't want to make fearless arguments anymore, so he handed over the Canglong Sword to Yun Hai: "The sect leader suddenly realized that he was in seclusion, so you can accept this sword."

"Yes, thank you for your good fortune." Yun Hai took the sword with respect on his face.

But just when Yunhai took over the Canglong Sword, Cang Rong was stunned at first, and then, like a demon, he actually sat cross-legged and started practicing.

"Old Yun?Old Yun?"

Lin Fan called out a few times, and the sea of ​​clouds remained motionless like a stone sculpture.

"I'll go! Don't tell me that you've always had an enlightenment?" Lin Fan was depressed and speechless. He stroked the Canglong Sword carefully, looking confused: "Why do I have no feeling at all? Is my understanding too poor?"

Very annoying...

These cultivators can understand and practice at any time, but they are still unable to practice any skills.

"I understand. They are here to humiliate me, the slag in the Qi Refining Realm." Lin Fan shook his head and sighed.

In fact, Sikong Ming and the others were unable to accept the Canglong Sword for the time being, so Lin Fan had to keep it for the first time.

Meanwhile, some room.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The sword energy is released, and the momentum is vigorous.

"Mahayana is perfect! Haha! I finally broke the state!"

"Mr. Taoism is like a god. I just realized it a little and then reached the perfect state of Mahayana."

"If you can devote yourself to practicing Taoism, you will be able to overcome the tribulation and ascend in less than a few years!"

The sword demon was ecstatic and laughed excitedly.

Thinking that it was because of his stupidity, Lin Fan would have the intention to secretly guide him.

"Although I have achieved sudden enlightenment and breaking the realm, I am afraid that it is far from the teacher's expectations." The sword demon knew very well. If his understanding was higher, it would not be just an improvement in the first level.

Therefore, the sword demon went out honestly and took the initiative to accept Lin Fan's criticism.

But as soon as I went out, I happened to run into Meng Xin who was also out of seclusion.

The two fathers and daughters looked at each other in front of each other.

What I fear most is that the air suddenly becomes quiet.

Meng Xin looked nervous, bit her teeth tightly, and struggled inside.

The sword demon felt guilty and had no face to face it.

After a long time, the sword demon finally plucked up the courage and broke the embarrassment with a smile on his face: "Xiaomeng, are you in a better mood?"

"Yeah, it's better." Meng Xin said indifferently.

The sword demon was stunned. After a few days, I felt that Meng Xin seemed to have become different.

I dare not expect Meng Xin to forgive herself, but in Meng Xin's eyes, the original hatred was obviously gone.

"That's good." The sword demon sighed with guilt on his face: "I know that I have misunderstood my master over the years, and I am ashamed of you. So you have enough reason to hate me and blame me."

"Just go over, but my grandfather has chosen to forgive you, and I will not hold a grudge against you anymore."

"Thank you, you are indeed a kind person."

"Don't be too happy too early. Even if I no longer hold a grudge against you, I will not recognize you!"

"What should be, I deserve it, and I deserve it." The sword demon smiled bitterly, "Even if you can never accept me, I will spend the rest of my life to make up for you..."

"Make up? How to make up? Have you made up?" Meng Xin suddenly became excited.

"I…"

The sword demon was speechless and indeed owed too much to Meng Xin.

Suddenly, the sword demon raised his eyebrows and felt a few auras coming.

"Xiao Meng, someone is here. It seems a bit troublesome. To avoid misunderstandings, please avoid it first." The sword demon said seriously.

"Who?" Meng Xin was stunned.

"They are several sword cultivators, they should be from the Sword Sect!"

"Don't worry, it's grandpa and the others."

“It doesn’t feel like it.”

"Grandpa actually forgave you, and he will definitely report to the master. It's just that the matter is important, so he will naturally come to the door to inspect and ask questions in person. As long as you have a clear conscience, you will be safe and sound." Meng Xin said calmly.

"I hope so." The sword demon was also mentally prepared.

Even if the master punishes the crime, the sword demon will willingly admit his guilt.

But the two of them didn't know that Sikong Ming and Yun Hai had already visited Lin Fan.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Several sword rainbows came from the sky.

In a blink of an eye, the four elders Xuanteng appeared in the air, stepping on the flying sword.

"Mengxi?"

Xuanteng and the elders were stunned.

But when they saw the sword demon beside them, the old people's faces changed.

That's right, it's the sword demon.

They were curious for a moment, especially Xuan Teng was unwilling to accept it, so they persuaded several elders to secretly follow him and explore.

But following, I can't keep up.

Just as they were about to return home, they suddenly sensed a mysterious swordsmanship from the world. They thought that a magic weapon was born, so they realized it all the way.

Little did they know that in a small village in an unknown mountain, they actually bumped into the sword demon.

If it were before, maybe they would be afraid of the sword demon.

But after realizing the mysterious sword art that spread from heaven and earth, the sword art arts of the Xuanteng elders have made great progress.

In addition, with a large number of people and powerful people, the elders of Xuanteng also have enough confidence to face the sword demon.

Meng Xin was also surprised and thought it was summoned by Sikong Ming and others, so she bowed respectfully: "Greetings to all elders."

"Don't be afraid of Meng Xin. With me waiting, this demon will not be rampant!" Xuan Teng shouted with justice and said, "Sword Demon! You are so ruthless, why don't you surrender quickly and return to the master's sect to question the crime!"

The sword demon sighed helplessly: "Xiaomeng, now I know it's a problem, right?"

Meng Xin was shocked. If she really wanted to punish the sword demon, at least she would have her own grandfather.
Chapter completed!
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