Chapter 74 The secret book in the Yitian Sword
"What?"
The white-browed Eagle King was shocked, and a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes: "Wuji, you are Wuji, Susu's child, Wuji?!"
When Zhang Wuji heard the White-browed Eagle King mentioned his mother Yin Susu's name, he couldn't help but shed tears and cried: "Yes, it's me, grandpa, it's me."
The White-browed Eagle King looked at Zhang Wuji at this moment, and could faintly see the shadow of his late daughter in Zhang Wuji's appearance.
Immediately, I burst into tears, grabbed Zhang Wuji's arms, and said excitedly: "It's Wuji, it's Wuji's child."
"Grandpa."
Zhang Wuji couldn't help but kneel down and pay homage to the White-browed Eagle King.
"Good boy, get up quickly, get up quickly, where have you been for so many years? It's easy for grandpa to find you!"
The White-Eyed Eagle King always thought Zhang Wuji was dead.
After all, Zhang Wuji also knew about the cold poison in his body.
Zhang Wuji wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said, "Grandpa, I will tell my child about this experience in detail later."
"Okay, okay" the White-browed Eagle King was excited.
A pair of big hands patted Zhang Wuji's shoulder.
"Wuji."
At this time, King Yin Ye also walked forward excitedly.
Back then, he loved his little sister Yin Susu the most. Yin Susu's death made him hate all the famous sects, so he has been causing trouble to all the major sects for so many years.
How could you not be excited to see your sister's child now?
"uncle."
Zhang Wuji shouted happily.
"Okay, good boy, I didn't embarrass Su Su." King Yin Ye excitedly patted Zhang Wuji.
I really didn't expect that one of the two young heroes who saved Mingjiao was his nephew.
"Brother Wuji."
Yang Buhui quickly ran to Zhang Wuji's side, his pretty face full of joy.
"No regrets, sister, long time no see."
A soft color flashed in Zhang Wuji's eyes.
"Brother Wuji, I miss you so much. You haven't come to see me for so long."
Five or six years have passed. Although when Zhang Wuji first appeared, Yang Buhui looked familiar to him, but did not recognize him.
At this moment, Zhang Wuji's identity was revealed, and she instantly overlaid the image of the young man in front of her with the image of the young man who had escorted her.
Xiao Zhao walked up to Lin Fan and whispered: "I didn't expect Master Zeng to be the son of Zhang Cuishan, the Five Heroes of Wudang."
Lin Fan smiled, glanced at Xiao Zhao, and thought to himself: "No one else would have thought that you would be the daughter of the purple-robed Dragon King Dai Qisi!"
Zhang Wuji had this relationship with Mingjiao.
After the persuasion of White-browed Eagle King and others, Zhang Wuji finally accepted the position of deputy leader.
That is to say, Lin Fan is the leader, otherwise, Zhang Wuji would never agree.
And Lin Fan didn't have to worry about what kind of threat Zhang Wuji could pose to his leader.
He was once an emperor.
His wrists and so on are not comparable to those of Zhang Wuji and others.
"Yang Zuoshi, Eagle King, Bat King, you go and heal your wounds first!"
"The rest of the injured members of the cult should also go to rest and heal. The remaining brothers should clean up the battlefield and let the brothers who died for our Ming Cult be buried as soon as possible."
Lin Fan issued the first order.
The rest of the people, naturally, follow suit.
It was not easy for Yang Zuoshi and others to persist until now. After hearing Lin Fan's order, they all apologized and returned to their residence to practice and heal their injuries.
"Brother Wuji, you should also heal your wounds!"
Lin Fan looked at Zhang Wuji: "Although you have the Nine Yang Divine Art to protect your body, your heart has been injured after all, so you can't ignore it."
Zhang Wuji nodded after hearing this.
Then, accompanied by Yang Buhui, he arranged for a place to stay to recover from his injuries.
In the field, only Xiao Zhao and Lin Fan were left.
Lin Fan smiled and said: "Xiao Zhao, let's go for a walk!"
"OK!"
Xiao Zhao readily agreed.
The second day.
Zhang Wuji recovered from his injuries and came out of isolation.
With the help of Nine Yang Magic, Zhang Wuji's internal injuries have been healed, except for the flesh injuries that require time to recover.
"Brother Lin, I want to go down the mountain."
Zhang Wuji bid farewell to Lin Fan.
Lin Fan smiled and said, "You want to go to Wudang Mountain, right?"
Zhang Wuji smiled: "I can't hide anything from Brother Lin."
Lin Fan nodded: "In that case, brother Wuji will go and come back early to say hello to Master Zhang on my behalf."
"Wuji will definitely bring it."
Zhang Wuji smiled and nodded, then went down the mountain.
Then, Lin Fan returned to his small courtyard.
This is arranged by Xiao Zhao, the exclusive residence of the leader.
With Lin Fan behind his back, no one in the Ming Cult dared to offend Xiao Zhao.
Even if Yang Buhui saw Xiao Zhao now, he would not dare to say anything harsh.
Lin Fan told Xiao Zhao to watch the small courtyard and not let anyone disturb her if she had nothing to do.
Then, Lin Fan entered his room with the Yitian Sword.
The Yitian Sword and the Dragon-Slaying Sword have mysteries in them, and Lin Fan naturally understands them.
Among them, the Yitian Sword contains the essence of the Eighteen Palms for Subduing the Dragon and the Nine Yin Manual.
And hidden in the dragon-slaying knife was Wu Mu's suicide note.
The reason why Lin Fan delayed returning the Yitian Sword was to retrieve the secret book from it.
It's not always good to rob it openly, so I made an agreement with Zhou Zhiruo to return it within one month.
Of course, Lin Fan himself also has a Heavenly Sword.
However, before coming to the Yitian World, he had asked the system that his Yitian Sword was just a peerless sword like the Yitian Sword, and there was no secret book hidden in it.
Think about it, a Yitian Sword only costs 400,000 points. Just the Secret Book of Nine Yin Scriptures will cost hundreds of thousands of points to redeem, not to mention the essence of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
Lin Fan looked at the Yitian Sword in his hand, and then with a thought in his heart, he made a move with his right hand, and the Yitian Sword produced by the system appeared in his hand.
The next moment, the two swords clashed violently.
The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded.
Immediately afterwards, Master Miejie's Heavenly Sword suddenly broke.
As for the Yitian Sword that Lin Fan exchanged, it was naturally not damaged under his deliberate protection with Jiuyang's internal power.
The principle is like a master taking a brick and knocking on another brick. The one that is broken will always be the one that was knocked.
…
As the Yitian Sword breaks.
Then.
Lin Fan saw that there were indeed two secret books hidden in the Yitian Sword.
He took it out and browsed it through, his eyes flashed with surprise.
It is worthy of being called the Nine Yin Manual, which is comparable to the Nine Yang Manual, and its content is indeed profound and mysterious.
And the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, known as the most powerful palm technique in the world, also opened Lin Fan's eyes.
Lin Fan has a photographic memory. After reading it once, Lin Fan will know it all by heart.
Then he spat out his palm force, and the brocade silk that recorded the essence of the Eighteen Palms for Subduing the Dragon and the Nine Yin Scriptures was shattered into pieces, and then burned to ashes by the internal power of the Nine Yangs.
"Xiao Zhao."
Lin Fan shouted.
Soon, Xiao Zhao pushed open the door and walked in.
"Son."
The next moment, Xiao Zhao couldn't help but look surprised when he saw the Yitian Sword broken into two halves.
"Xiao Zhao, send the Yitian Sword to Zhuang Zheng, the commander of the Ruijin Banner, and tell him that he must restore the Yitian Sword to its original state within a month." Lin Fan ordered.
"Okay, sir."
Although Xiao Zhao didn't understand why his young master broke the Yitian Sword.
But he didn't ask any more questions, nodded obediently, picked up the Yitian Sword, and went to the Ruijin Flag.
Looking at Xiao Zhao, Lin Fan's eyes flashed with a soft color.
Such an obedient and cute little girl, I really don’t know what’s wrong with Zhang Wuji’s head in the original work, so he was willing to give it up.
However, now that I have become Xiao Zhao's son, if the Persian Ming Cult comes to cause trouble in the future, then don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless.
(End of chapter)
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