Ten minutes later, Fang Yu walked out of the dimly lit cave.
The little wind chime, which was sitting on a small stone and swaying its little feet, immediately jumped down and came closer.
"Master, can I continue..."
Little Fengling looked at Fang Yu eagerly and asked.
"No, you ask Shengxue to inform Zheng Ze and send this person back to the Orderer headquarters." Fang Yu said.
"Ah? Did you just send him away like this?" Little Feng Chime asked with her eyes wide open.
"The things that need to be asked have already been asked, so what are you still doing with him?" Fang Yu said with a raised brow.
"But...I haven't had enough fun yet." Little Wind Chime lowered her head and said aggrievedly.
"Do as I say, and there will be plenty of opportunities in the future." Fang Yu rubbed Little Feng Chime's head and turned to leave.
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Fang Yu walked slowly along the path towards 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 was surprised after Shangqing revealed the identities of these two people.
Ma Sanhong comes from the Ma family, one of the eight aristocratic families in Beidu, and takes the position of head of the family.
Fan Jinsheng, from the Fan family, one of the eight aristocratic families in Beidu, also serves as the head of the family.
The heads of the two top martial arts families in the northern capital actually followed the semi-spiritual clan.
What are they planning?
This is what makes Fang Yu puzzled.
Needless to say, the status and status of the head of the top martial arts family in the northern capital was at the top of the hierarchy throughout Yan Xia.
The Semi-Spirit Race is just an alien race that cannot show its face openly.
The gap between the two is one day and one place.
Why did Ma Sanhong and Fan Jinsheng abandon the light and turn to darkness?
Of course, there is a certain probability that Shangqing will lie, but the probability is extremely slim.
Alternatively, he might have made a mistake.
What is the real situation still needs to be investigated.
Assuming that Ma Sanhong and Fan Jinsheng really followed the semi-spiritual tribe, then the Ma family and the Fan family where they lived would probably have been infiltrated to every possible extent.
"It takes a lot of drugs to make people faint to this extent." Fang Yu shook his head slightly and sighed 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 is here to see you." Ye Shengxue said.
Fang Yu was stunned for a moment, then remembered what he promised Lin Zhilan this morning, and said, "Just take her to the entrance of the Sutra Pavilion. I'll go there now."
"Okay." Ye Shengxue replied.
Half a minute later, Fang Yu arrived at the door of the Sutra Collection Pavilion.
Ye Shengxue and Lin Zhilan are already waiting.
"Fang, Fang..." Lin Zhilan looked dull when she saw Fang Yu, not knowing what to call him.
"You can call him Mr. Fang." Ye Shengxue reminded with a smile.
"Mr. Fang." Lin Zhilan bowed slightly.
"You came quite quickly." Fang Yu glanced at Lin Zhilan and said.
At this time, Lin Zhilan's dressing style was completely different from the previous two meetings.
She was wearing a knee-length purple dress. Her black hair stood straight up and fell to her waist. Her face was obviously transformed, and she even wore bright lip color.
Lin Zhilan is naturally beautiful, and she looks even more beautiful after dressing up.
Feeling Fang Yu's gaze, Lin Zhilan lowered her head, feeling uncomfortable all over.
Fang Yu stared at Lin Zhilan, actually wanting to find some similarities between Lin Zhilan and Lin Batian.
But unfortunately, it was not found.
After all, they are separated by more than a hundred generations, so it is normal to find no similarities.
"Come in, I still have to find a sword manual that suits you." Fang Yu said, walking towards the Sutra Pavilion.
Lin Zhilan is still where she is.
"Miss Lin, please follow Mr. Fang in." Ye Shengxue reminded.
"...Okay." Lin Zhilan came back to her senses, looked at Fang Yu in front of her, and followed him.
"When I fought with you this morning, I had already evaluated your physical fitness. At that time, I thought that Diewu Sword Technique would be more suitable for you." Fang Yu led Lin Zhilan up to the second floor and said, "But then I thought
After thinking about it, Diewu swordsmanship is a bit soft. If you want to use it in actual combat, you still have to be more offensive."
Lin Zhilan said nothing.
Fang Yu took her to the six bookshelves in the corner of the second floor.
There are hundreds of sword manuals placed on these six bookshelves.
Among them, 70% of the sword manuals are at the top grade, 20% are at the top grade, and 10% are above the top grade.
The higher the grade, the higher the quality. At the same time, the difficulty of learning is also higher.
The Butterfly Sword Manual that Fang Yu wanted to give to Lin Zhilan was a top-grade secret book.
But now, Fang Yu changed his mind.
With Lin Zhilan's temperament as a swordsman, it would be more appropriate to choose a more difficult sword manual for her.
"Let me take a look..." Fang Yu went directly to the bookshelf of the exquisite sword manuals, and his eyes slowly scanned the sword manuals one after another.
Lin Zhilan stood behind Fang Yu, her beautiful eyes wide open, looking at the sword manuals in front of her without blinking.
She had never even heard of the various sword manuals on the bookshelf.
But she knew in her heart that these sword manuals... were definitely better than what she had learned before!
"There are so many..." Lin Zhilan's face flushed with excitement, and her eyes kept scanning each sword manual.
She bit her red lips and resisted the desire to take out a sword manual and read through it.
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 read it, feel free to flip through it, but you have to remember to put it back in its original position, otherwise the little wind chime will go crazy again." Fang Yu said without looking back.
After receiving permission, Lin Zhilan immediately reached out and took out a sword manual called 'Sword Technique of Cutting the Sky', and lowered her head to read through it.
The pictures drawn in the book and the recorded cultivation methods made Lin Zhilan's eyes wide open and shocked.
The statement above was completely different from the swordsmanship she had learned before!
For a moment, Lin Zhilan was completely immersed in the sword manual.
Fang Yu, on the other hand, is still looking for a suitable sword manual.
After all, he is a descendant of Lin Batian, and Fang Yu cannot just deal with it casually.
"The most suitable sword manual for her..."
Fang Yu touched his chin, and his eyes suddenly glanced at a sword manual.
Heavenly Sword Technique.
Fang Yu's eyes flashed slightly, and he stretched out his hand and pulled out the sword manual of Tiandao Swordsmanship from the book.
He himself didn't even remember that he put this sword manual here.
After flipping through it, a look of reminiscence appeared in Fang Yu's eyes.
When he was killing people for seven days and seven nights in the Purple Flame Palace, what he used the most... was the Heavenly Sword Technique.
Tiandao swordsmanship is both hard and soft, good at both offense and defense... it is the strongest swordsmanship in Fang Yu's mind.
However... its grade is half-immortal level, and it is extremely difficult to master.
Back then, Fang Yu once thought about giving up practicing the Heavenly Sword Art. But his master forced him to practice hard...
Fang Yu glanced at Lin Zhilan, who was staring at the sword manual in his hand with his eyes wide open.
Is it appropriate to let her practice Tiandao swordsmanship...?
With Lin Zhilan's appearance as a swordsman, perseverance should be enough.
The only thing that needs to be worried about is whether her talent is enough to comprehend the swordsmanship of heaven.
After careful consideration, Fang Yu made a decision.
"Come here." Fang Yu said.
Lin Zhilan was completely immersed in the sword manual and did not respond.
Fang Yu had no choice but to step forward and patted Lin Zhilan on the shoulder.
Lin Zhilan raised her head and looked at Fang Yu blankly.
"This is the sword manual I selected for you." Fang Yu handed the Tiandao sword manual to Lin Zhilan.
Lin Zhilan took the sword manual and looked at the four big characters on the cover.
"Tiandao Sword Technique."
"I think it is the most suitable sword manual for you... However, it is extremely difficult to practice." Fang Yu said, "So, I give you a chance to choose. You can now look through this sword manual and decide for yourself.
Do you want to learn?"
"If you feel it doesn't suit you, change it."
Lin Zhilan nodded blankly and opened the sword manual in her hand.
After reading a few pages, Lin Zhilan was a little confused.
Compared with the Heaven-Destroying Sword Technique she just watched, the method of practicing Tiandao Sword Technique is even stranger and even obscure.
Fang Yu glanced at the Heaven-Destroying Sword Technique in Lin Zhilan's hand and said, "Let's put it this way, the difficulty of the sword technique you practiced before is counted as one star, then the difficulty of the Heaven-Destroying Sword Technique is twenty stars, and the Tiandao Sword Technique...
…The difficulty has reached 100 stars."
"But if you can practice it, you will gain one hundred stars."