Chapter 888 The secret realm of time, wielding the sword for ten years
The reason for this choice was that Chen Fan sensed a sharp aura on this scratch.
This is the power that comes from the origin of one’s own swordsmanship.
The people who can be listed on it are either immortals or demon kings.
In other words, the person who left such a mark is a peerless master who has completely mastered the art of swordsmanship!
For Chen Fan, other ways are just auxiliary to kendo after all, and kendo does not have an ultimate existence, which is also the goal of Chen Fan's efforts.
But I saw the Ice Saint Emperor laughing and saying:
"You are really good at choosing. Old Jian is a famous geek. If you follow him, I'm afraid you won't learn much..."
"I sensed a hint of ice from you, you might as well follow me... In a hundred years, I will ensure that you achieve the third level of immortality!"
As soon as these words came out, Chen Fan's eyes flashed.
I have to say, he was very tempted.
When promoting to immortality, the structure and selection of the basic path are very important. It can be said that the path chosen to advance to immortality determines a person's future.
If it's anyone else, forget it.
Ice is not even the way of the four elements, let alone compared to the way of the sword.
But the problem is, who said this is an immortal!
Moreover, Chen Fan is guaranteed to be promoted to the third level of immortality within a hundred years, which is really attractive.
And because of his past experiences, Chen Fan also knew that the Holy Emperor of Ice had a good impression of him, and he would naturally try his best to cultivate him.
At the moment when Chen Fan's heart was moved, he used his great willpower to suppress this imminent move.
"Yang" created the "Hongmeng Sword" in order for the Immortal Series to challenge the "Ultimate". Although "Yang" itself has not fully understood the five avenues, this swordsmanship still has endless possibilities!
"Hongmeng Sword" and Wanjian Kendo are Chen Fan's basic skills. He cannot abandon the near for the distant.
So what if I can reach the level of the Ice Supreme Saint Emperor in the future?
Can it be compared to an ordinary swordsman?
It's just that beings like the Ice Supreme Emperor spoke in person, and the other party had shown kindness to him more than once, but Chen Fan couldn't refuse it directly.
And at this moment, the Blood God also spoke bluntly:
"Chen Fan, don't listen to Senior Bingji's jokes. Since you have inherited the sword from Shenting, you should choose swordsmanship. For you, this path is not wrong!"
Bingji "hummed", his golden eyes still filled with amusement, but in fact he was not dissatisfied.
His suggestion just now was just a whim, and it was indeed not forced.
In fact, although he has a slight liking for Chen Fan, in his eyes, the current Chen Fan is still no more than an outdated ant, and he may not be able to reach the same level as him in the future.
Chen Fan breathed a sigh of relief when the Blood God spoke out his words. Without the Blood God, he really didn't know how to do it well.
He nodded and pointed to the sword mark: "I will choose this senior!"
Bai Fengyu narrowed his eyes slightly: "Senior Beiming is not here either, please wait a moment."
Chen Fan nodded silently.
Bai Fengyu looked at Zhou Bolan again...
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Chen Fan took advantage of the waiting time to send a letter to Chen Tianqian and others, telling them that he would not be returning in a short time, so that they could rest assured.
After all, he doesn't know the ratio between the time secret realm and the outside world.
In the Secret Realm of Time, even if the ratio is one hundred to one for a hundred years, it still takes a year, so naturally it is better to tell it in advance.
And he didn't wait too long after that, when a young man in green clothes with an unattractive appearance descended from the sky.
"Who is Chen Fan?"
He only asked this question lightly.
Chen Fan then realized that this person might be the "Senior Beiming" mentioned by Bai Fengyu and the "Old Man Jian" mentioned by Bingji.
In fact, he doesn't look old.
Chen Fan immediately stood up, cupped his fists and said, "I am Chen Fan."
The man raised his eyebrows slightly: "Let me see your sword skills."
Chen Fan nodded immediately and then summoned the sword realm.
"Huh?" The man sensed Chen Fan's sword skills and nodded slightly: "You haven't entered immortality yet, but your sword skills have some rudiments of a great way. You are an interesting person... Then I will teach you for a hundred years."
As he spoke, he turned to look at Bai Fengyu: "Xiao Bai, send me into 'there'."
Chen Fan's expression was also quite subtle.
In fact, this Bei Ming may look young, but he may actually be a big shot who has lived through countless eras. He is called Bai Fengyu. Xiaobai thinks highly of him.
Bai Fengyu nodded solemnly, naturally he did not dare to talk nonsense when facing such existence, then he waved his big sleeves, and a golden light surged and spread.
The next moment, Chen Fan only felt that the stars were moving in front of him, but when he reappeared, he entered a special place.
The sky is full of stars above your head, but beneath your feet is a smooth, mirror-like ground.
This place presents an illusory beauty.
Here, Chen Fan did not cut off his connection to any Taoist artifacts, Xumi Ring, or Mustard Seed Stone.
After entering this place, Chen Fan's various idle skills also began to enter a state of soaring.
The immortal known as "Beiming" stood not far in front of Chen Fan.
"I don't care what's special about you. Since you're learning swordsmanship from me, let's start from the basics..."
He stretched out his hand, and a long sword as clear as crystal appeared in his hand.
"You can start from wielding a sword for ten years."
Chen Fan couldn't help but be startled, and then said in astonishment: "Senior, you...are talking about wielding a sword..."
"That's it." Beiming waved the crystal sword forward in his hand. It was just a purely physical sword swing, and it did not involve any use of Tao!
"Don't show any of your swordsmanship!"
Chen Fan couldn't help but said: "I have learned many, many basic swordsmanship..."
Halfway through Chen Fan's words, he was interrupted by "Bei Ming": "My sword...are you going to learn it or not?"
The corners of Chen Fan's mouth twitched, and a deep look of helplessness appeared on his face.
He was imprisoned in the Yuan Shang Secret Realm for ten years and learned thousands of sword techniques, including countless basic sword techniques.
Not talking about the level of Immortal, just talking about the level of ordinary swordsmanship, there is no requirement for such basic swordsmanship.
When he had the sword intention, he had already broken through the physical constraints, not to mention that now Chen Fan had broken through the Dao Fruit and realized his own way of swordsmanship.
As for Chen Fan, given his current state and cultivation level, wielding a sword for ten years would be a huge waste of time and resources.
After all, I only have one hundred years of opportunity to practice hard!
However, facing the strength of this "Northern Ming" Immortal, Chen Fan had no choice at all and honestly began to swing his sword.
With his current physical strength, even an ordinary sword swing, which does not involve the use of any force, is still quite intimidating.
"Beiming" frowned and said: "There is no need to suppress yourself, swing the sword with the fastest speed and power, but... never use your own sword."
Chen Fan took a deep breath and swung the sword in his hand quickly!
With his power, even if he doesn't use any Tao, the frequency of his sword swings is extremely terrifying, like an afterimage. If he is outside, ordinary warriors may not be able to see the speed of his sword swings clearly.
However, Chen Fan smiled bitterly in his heart and felt a little regretful.
"The Bingji Holy Emperor is right, this 'Beiming' is indeed a freak!"
He could guess that "Bei Ming" had a deeper meaning in his move, but he didn't know what the deep meaning was, and the waste of ten years made him feel uncomfortable.
Fortunately, although he himself was wasted, he still had an idle slot and two other sprites, so he could continue to think about other skills.
But his true spirit and his true self put aside other distracting thoughts and silently wielded the sword.