Chapter 937: Heavenly Swordsmanship

Ten minutes later, Fang Yu walked out of the dimly lit cave.

The little wind chime, which was sitting on a small rock swaying her feet, immediately jumped down and moved forward.

"Master, can I continue..."

Xiao Feng Chime looked at Fang Yu eagerly and asked.

"No, you ask Shengxue to inform Zheng Ze and send this person back to the headquarters of the Order." Fang Yu said.

"Ah? Did you just send him away?" Xiao Fengling asked with his eyes wide open.

"The things that should be asked have already been asked, what is left of him for?" Fang Yu raised his brows and said.

"But...I haven't played enough yet." Xiao Feng Chin lowered his head and said grievedly.

"Do as I said, there will be opportunities in the future." Fang Yu rubbed Xiao Feng Chime's head and turned to leave.

...

Fang Yu walked slowly along the path to the small jungle ahead.

Shangqing told him two names, which surprised him.

Ma Sanhong, Fan Jinsheng.

Fang Yu had never heard of these two names before.

Fang Yu's surprise came after Shangqing revealed the identities of these two people.

Ma Sanhong, from the Ma family, one of the eight great families in the northern capital, was the head of the family.

Fan Jinsheng, from the Fan family, one of the eight great families in the northern capital, is also the head of the family.

The Patriarchs of the two top martial arts families in the northern capital actually followed the semi-spirit race.

What are they drawing?

This is what makes Fang Yu puzzled.

Patriarch of the top martial arts family in the northern capital, needless to say, his status and status are at the top class throughout the summer.

And the semi-spirit race is just an alien race that can't show up openly.

The gap between the two is one heaven and the other.

Why on earth did Ma Sanhong and Fan Jinsheng want to abandon the light?

Of course, there is a certain probability that the supernatant will lie, but the probability is very small.

In addition, he may have made a mistake.

What is the real situation, still needs to be investigated.

Assuming that Ma Sanhong and Fan Jinsheng really followed the half-spirit clan, then the Ma and Fan clan where they belonged may have also been infiltrated.

"It takes multiple drugs to stun people to this degree." Fang Yu shook his head slightly, feeling deeply in his heart.

Fang Yu was about to go out to find Huaixu.

At this time, Ye Shengxue appeared beside him.

"Mr. Fang, Miss Lin Zhilan from the Lin family, came to see you." Ye Shengxue said.

Fang Yu was taken aback, then remembered what he had promised Lin Zhilan this morning, and said, "Take her directly to the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. I will pass now."

"Okay." Ye Shengxue replied.

After half a minute, Fang Yu came to the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Ye Shengxue and Lin Zhilan were already waiting.

"Fang, Fang..." Lin Zhilan saw Fang Yu, her expression dull, and she didn't know what to call her.

"You can call him Mr. Fang." Ye Shengxue reminded with a smile.

"Mr. Fang." Lin Zhilan bent slightly.

"You came very quickly," Fang Yu said, giving Lin Zhilan a glance.

Lin Zhilan's dressing style at this time was completely different from the previous two meetings.

She was wearing a knee-length purple dress, her black hair was very straight, falling straight down to the waist, and her face was visibly transformed, and she even painted bright lip color.

Lin Zhilan is naturally beautiful, and after dressing up, she is more bright and moving.

Feeling Fang Yu's gaze, Lin Zhilan lowered her head, feeling uncomfortable.

Fang Yu stared at Lin Zhilan, actually trying to find something similar to Lin Batian in Lin Zhilan.

Unfortunately, I did not find it.

After all, more than a hundred generations have passed, it is normal to find no similarities.

"Come in, I have to find a sword book that suits you." Fang Yu said, walking towards the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Lin Zhilan is still in place.

"Miss Lin, please follow Mr. Fang in." Ye Shengxue reminded.

"...Okay." Lin Zhilan recovered, looked at Fang Yu in front of him, and followed.

"When I played against you this morning, I had already evaluated your physical fitness. At that time, I thought the Butterfly Dance sword technique would be more suitable for you." Fang Yu took Lin Zhilan up to the second floor and said, "But I thought later After thinking about it, the Butterfly Dance sword technique is a bit softer. If you want to use it in actual combat, you still have to be more offensive."

Lin Zhilan did not speak.

Fang Yu led her to the six bookshelves in the corner of the second floor.

Hundreds of sword books are placed on these six bookshelves.

Among them, 70% of the sword spectrum ranks are top grade, 20% are top grade, and 10% are top grade.

The higher the grade, the higher the quality. At the same time, the difficulty of learning is also higher.

The Butterfly Dance Sword Book that Fang Yu wanted to give Lin Zhilan before was a top-grade cheat book.

But now, Fang Yu changed his mind.

With Lin Zhilan's temperament as a sword idiot, it would be more appropriate to choose a more difficult book for her.

"Let me see..." Fang Yu went directly to the bookshelf of Peerless Sword Book, and slowly scanned the books of Sword Book.

Lin Zhilan stood behind Fang Yu, her beautiful eyes widened, she looked at these sword books in front of her without blinking.

She hadn't even heard of the various sword books on the shelf before.

But she knew in her heart that these swordsmanship... must be better than what she had learned before!

"A lot..." Lin Zhilan's cheeks flushed with excitement, and her gaze swept across every sword book.

Biting her red lips, she resisted the desire to take out a sword book to look through.

Before going out, Lin Zhengxiong repeatedly emphasized that she must be polite and respect Fang Yu, otherwise she would not be able to learn stronger swordsmanship.

"If you want to see it, just flip it, but you have to remember to put it back to its original position, otherwise the little wind chime will be crazy again." Fang Yu said without looking back.

Obtaining permission, Lin Zhilan immediately stretched out her hand, pulled out a sword book called'Heaven Sword Technique', and looked down.

The pictures drawn in the book, as well as the recorded cultivation methods, made Lin Zhilan's eyes wide open and shocked.

The above statement is completely different from the swordsmanship she learned before!

For a moment, Lin Zhilan fell completely into the sword book.

On Fang Yu's side, he was still looking for a suitable sword book.

After all, he was a descendant of Lin Batian, and Fang Yu couldn't just do it at will.

"The best sword score for her..."

Fang Yu touched his chin, his eyes suddenly swept across a sword book.

Heavenly swordsmanship.

Fang Yu's eyes flickered slightly, stretched out his hand, and pulled out the sword book of Heavenly Dao Sword Technique from the book collection.

He didn't even remember, he put this sword book here.

After reading it, Fang Yu's eyes showed a reminiscence.

When killing seven days and seven nights in Ziyan Palace, the one he used the most... was the sword of Heaven.

Heavenly Dao's swordsmanship advances both rigidly and softly, both offensive and defensive... Fang Yu's strongest swordsmanship.

It's just... its rank is semi-celestial, and it is extremely difficult to train.

At that time, Fang Yu once thought about giving up practicing this heavenly sword technique, but was forced to practice hard by the master...

Fang Yu glanced at the side, widening his eyes, staring at Lin Zhilan who was in the hand of the sword.

Let her practice Heavenly Dao sword...is it appropriate?

With Lin Zhilan's sword idiot, perseverance should be sufficient.

The only thing to worry about is whether her talent has reached the level that she can comprehend the sword of heaven.

After careful consideration, Fang Yu made a decision.

"Come here." Fang Yu said.

Lin Zhilan was completely immersed in the sword book and did not respond.

Fang Yu had to step forward and pat Lin Zhilan on the shoulder.

Lin Zhilan raised her head and stared at Fang Yu blankly.

"This is the sword book I chose for you." Fang Yu handed the Heavenly Dao sword book to Lin Zhilan.

Lin Zhilan took the sword book and looked at the four characters on the cover.

"Heavenly Swordsmanship."

"I think it is the most suitable sword book for you...but ~www.readwn.com~ is extremely difficult to practice." Fang Yu said, "So, I give you the opportunity to choose. You can now flip this slightly. I decide whether to learn this sword book."

"If you think it's not suitable, then change one."

Lin Zhilan nodded blankly and opened the sword book in her hand.

After reading a few pages, Lin Zhilan was a little confused.

Compared with the Heaven Slashing Sword Technique that she had just seen, the cultivation method of the Heavenly Dao Sword Technique was even stranger, even obscure.

Fang Yu glanced at Lin Zhilan's Sword of Heaven Sword, and said, "Let’s put it this way, the difficulty of the sword you practiced before is counted as one star, so the difficulty of Sword of Heaven is 20 stars, and the sword of Heaven is... …The difficulty has reached a hundred stars."

"But if you can practice, the harvest will be a hundred stars."

"You choose yourself."