Chapter 383 Demon Slaying Sword, Life Hangs by a Thread
Lin Fan looked stunned.
First place in the sect competition!
Not only is it related to Xuan Lingzi, it is also related to his life.
Although, he and Xuan Lingzi owed a big favor to the mountain guarding beast or bully.
But this kind of favor should be used once or less.
Lin Fan also didn't want to use Huo Qilin's favor against Xu Zhifeng.
"Master, don't worry, I am now at the tenth level of Qi training. Among all the disciples who have advanced to the finals, I am certainly not weak in strength."
"I am confident that I will get the first place in the Qi training period of the sect representative this time!"
Xuan Lingzi nodded happily.
"Master, I believe in you. You have been busy all day today, so go to bed early."
"From tomorrow on, you will take an hour to come here every day. I will review your battles in the past few days with you and accumulate combat experience."
The cultivation of immortals reaches the sky step by step.
If he could get careful guidance from a strong person, it would be of great benefit to Lin Fan.
Nowadays, Xuan Lingzi's attitude towards him has long been different from before.
I mean it sincerely, Professor Lin Fan.
Lin Fan would naturally not miss such a good thing.
"Yes, Master!"
Lin Fan happily agreed.
Then, Xuan Lingzi waved his hand and sent him down the mountain with a majestic wave.
When he returned to the thatched cottage again, Lin Fan was not busy practicing.
Carefully recalling what happened today, everything feels like a dream.
"Three months ago, I was still a little hunter in Linjia Village who was confused by the short-lived curse."
"Now, I am already a cultivator at the tenth level of qi training. As long as I break through to the foundation building stage, my life span will be more than two hundred years."
"Maybe my short-lived curse will be broken."
Thinking back on his earth-shaking changes, Lin Fan was extremely excited.
I felt that I had taken the right path by boldly leaving Linjia Village to seek immortality.
My mood also became more and more comfortable.
Only when the curse of life and death was mentioned, Lin Fan's expression visibly condensed.
"The curse of life and death is related to the lives of hundreds of people in our Linjia Village."
"Now, even though I am a tenth-level immortal cultivator, I am still not qualified to find a way to remove the curse of life and death."
"We'll talk about everything after I break through to the foundation building stage."
Lin Fan's expression became extremely solemn at this moment.
Finding a way to lift the curse of life and death for Linjia Village was his promise to the village chief Lin Qiang.
Although the world of immortal cultivators is full of intrigues and intrigues.
There are many cases where father and son turn against each other for the sake of cultivation resources.
However, Lin Fan insists on making a promise worth a thousand pieces of gold!
"Don't worry, village chief. Since I, Lin Fan, have promised you, I will not break my promise. When I break through to the foundation building stage, I will start looking for a way to lift the life and death curse." Lin Fan said.
There was nothing to say for a while, just waiting for Lin Fan to completely vent all the emotions in his heart before he finally calmed down.
Today, Lin Dan still did not waste time.
One-third of the time is spent meditating and cultivating to stabilize the state.
One-third of the time is spent practicing the manipulation of spiritual weapons and talismans.
The remaining one-third of the time is used to practice the Five Elements Sword Qi.
What makes Lin Fan happy is...
Since the realm has been promoted to the tenth level of Qi training, the power of the Five Elements Sword Qi has become much more powerful than before.
Especially today, after he completed washing the hair and cutting the marrow in the Five Elements Spirit Pond, he obviously felt that the speed of practicing the Five Elements Sword Qi had accelerated a lot.
Although, it is still not as fast as the cultivation speed of the real Xuan-level bloodline cultivators, it is at least comparable to the cultivation speed of the Huang-level bloodline cultivators.
Lin Fan was naturally very satisfied with this.
The time of cultivation always passes quickly.
In a blink of an eye, ten days passed.
The finals of the Qixuanmen Sect Competition have also begun again.
However, because Lin Fan's performance last time was very outstanding.
In addition, this time, he successfully advanced to the tenth level of Qi training.
No one dared to challenge him.
In order to compete for the first place in the sect's Qi training period, Lin Fan took the initiative to challenge.
As a result, all four people except Xu Zhifeng immediately admitted defeat.
This allowed Lin Fan to lock in the number one position in the Qi Xuan Sect Competition in advance.
This made Xu Zhifeng, who was silently paying attention to Lin Fan, finally couldn't bear it anymore.
With a smile on his face, he walked slowly towards the ring where Lin Fan was.
It gives people a feeling of gentleness and elegance, bathing in the spring breeze.
Lin Fan, who knew very well what Xu Zhifeng was, would naturally not be deceived by Xu Zhifeng's appearance.
"Senior Brother Xu? You've had a bad start these past few days. Are you going to take action yourself today?"
Lin Fan smiled coldly.
His ridicule did not make Xu Zhifeng angry.
On the contrary, Xu Zhifeng's expression became more humble and gentle.
"Junior brother Lin, we entered Qixuanmen at the same time. We are also the best among the immortal cultivators at the same time. We shouldn't be so hostile, right?"
"Besides, I only stepped into the ring this time to learn from my junior brother's methods. It complies with the sect's rules. Isn't it absolutely inappropriate for my junior brother?"
Xu Zhifeng chuckled.
He actually used the sect's rules to pressure Lin Fan, which made it difficult for Lin Fan to refute.
However, Lin Fan, who is already at the tenth level of Qi training, will naturally not be afraid of Xu Zhifeng, who is at the ninth level of Qi training.
"Want to fight with me? Then just fight."
Lin Fan sneered. When he spoke, he didn't hold back at all.
With a wave of his hand, the dragon flag appeared in his palm.
As pure spiritual power was injected into it, a dragon shadow about two feet long shot towards Xu Zhifeng in an instant.
The speed was so fast that Xu Zhifeng's expression changed slightly.
"Junior Brother Lin, you are quite capable of doing this! I am your fellow disciple!"
Xu Zhifeng's voice suddenly rose a lot.
The Qixuanmen disciples and elders nearby who were watching the battles in other arenas all looked towards the direction of the arena where the two of them were.
Seeing this, Xu Zhifeng couldn't help but sneer secretly.
"Lin Fan, I will play with you for now. But today, you will definitely die!" Xu Zhifeng said secretly.
While speaking, Xu Zhifeng was not polite.
A small red sword was activated by a spiritual weapon.
It turned out to be as good as the Jiaolong Banner.
Lin Fan was not in a hurry at this moment.
Anyway, he is at the tenth level of Qi training.
The spiritual power in his body is far more powerful than that of Xu Zhifeng, who is at the ninth level of Qi training.
Even if it delays time, he will definitely win.
However, Xu Zhifeng seemed not to be aware of Lin Fan's intentions.
After the two of them fought fiercely for a full meal, Lin Fan was out of breath.
After taking out a high-grade Yuan Hui Dan and swallowing it quickly, Xu Zhifeng suddenly looked at Lin Fan and smiled strangely.
"Junior brother Lin, you are very strong, and you deserve to be the first in the Qixuan Sect competition."
"So, I give up!"
Lin Fan's expression condensed.
Deep inside, there was an inexplicable tension.
"Admit defeat? This is not Xu Zhifeng's character! What on earth does this bastard want to do?"
Lin Fan thought secretly.
When he saw Xu Zhifeng standing on the ring, not only did he not get down, but when he looked at him, the expression on his face became brighter and brighter, Lin Fan couldn't help but his expression changed drastically.
The inexplicable pressure made him feel more stressed.