Chapter 656 Master, You Also Want to Have a Clear Sword Heart, Right?

In Yuhe Temple, Xu Xin watched the colored empty sword return to its sheath, and then looked at Fan Qinghui, the master of Jingzhai, with a different look in his eyes.

This woman is indeed a remarkable woman. Although her talent is not peerless, she is indeed very thoughtful. In a game that is bound to fail, she has achieved this step, which seems to be a defeat but is actually a victory.

The previous "competition" was a unilateral decision of Xu Xin. The four great monks and Fan Qinghui were just forced to accept the attack. With Xu Xin's martial arts, their failure was doomed.

The four great monks took more than one move from Xu Xin on average, and only the strongest Jiaxiang lasted a little longer.

When Fan Qinghui made a move, he made two moves and three swords.

With sharp words, he frankly said that Xu Xin could go to Cihang Jingzhai to view the Cihang Sword Classic. Such a boldness and mind are indeed extraordinary.

Of course, this is also because the Cihang Sword Classic is different from ordinary martial arts. Once a man falls into it, it is normal to vomit blood.

Here, a certain San Zhenren is mentioned. His operation made the Cihang Sword Classic famous in the world.

Fan Qinghui's second sword was to draw the sword from its sheath. This was also her real sword move. She used her mind to control the sword energy to test it, but the result was like a drop in the ocean. She could not find out anything about Xu Xin.

So in the end, she decisively put the sword back into the sheath. Knowing that she was bound to lose, she could decisively let go and admit defeat. It also required sufficient determination, and she did it very perfectly.

These three swords were enough to make Xu Xin look at them with new eyes. He became more and more interested in this Fan Zhai master.

It seems that I really need to go to the Emperor Stepping Peak of Cihang Jingzhai in the future. This name is not very good, and I should change it.

"Fan Zhai master, good swordsmanship."

"You are polite, sir."

"Donor, I have some doubts? You are about to transcend, why bother with worldly affairs?"

Fan Qinghui said with doubt. Although Cihang Jingzhai has never perfected its skills, it has been collecting information in this area for hundreds of years. It has also been in contact with the group of people who successfully broke the void two hundred years ago, and has a very high understanding of the subject of breaking the void.

According to their understanding, the masters who are expected to be broken will have a kind of "eagerness", basically abandoning everything and pursuing transcendence. But Xu Xin is uncharacteristically...

"I am happy with it!"

Xu Xin just smiled and did not look at Fan Qinghui more, although Fan Qinghui's claim of being a poor nun made him more...Xu Xin then waved his hand, and a yellow crystal ball with a strange light and evil spirit floated in the air, wavering.

"Holy Relics!"

Fan Qinghui and Shi Fei'an's eyes were instantly locked on the yellow crystal ball, and the rest of the Buddhist sect also looked over, but their eyes were not as eager as theirs. Li Shimin didn't know what it was until he heard Shi Fei'an's scream.

"That's right, it's the Xie Emperor Relics of the Xieji Sect."

Xu Xin heard Shi Fei'an's name for the Xie Emperor Relics, and he felt a little funny in his heart. Cihang Jingzhai is worthy of being the ninth branch of the Demon Sect, and it maintains corresponding respect for all the ancestors of the Demon Sect.

On the surface, they call the other party the Demon Sect, but secretly call their treasure the Holy Relic.

Fan Qinghui frowned as he watched Xu Xin casually throw the Evil Emperor Relic into the Buddhist hall of Yuhe Temple and it fell into the hands of a certain Buddha statue.

Xu Xin said to himself: "I met Shi Zhixuan last night. He already knew about the appearance of the Evil Emperor Relic and will find it here sooner or later."

"What does Mr. Xu mean by this?"

Fan Qinghui frowned. From what Xu Xin said, he was going to keep the Evil Emperor Relic. Wasn't he afraid that they would steal it?

"This Evil Emperor Relic is of no use to me. I can give it to you for safekeeping temporarily, but it can only be placed in Yuhe Temple. If you have the ability to destroy it, I will accept it."

Xu Xin's words made everyone in the Buddhist sect frown. Xu Xin handed the Evil Emperor Relic to them, which was a very difficult thing to deal with.

"Master Fan, are you interested in talking to me alone?"

"Please follow me, benefactor."

Fan Qinghui agreed to Xu Xin's proposal to talk alone, took him into the Buddhist temple in the backyard, and personally made tea for him.

Fan Qinghui watched Xu Xin take a sip of hot tea, his mouth slightly opened, but in the end he did not speak.

Xu Ziling sat on one of the chairs on the south row to her left. The reception room was full of chairs and tables. He sat next to Fan Qinghui, and there was a faint sandalwood scent in his nose, which was very pleasant.

Xu Xin slightly leaned forward. From his perspective, Fan Qinghui's simple and pure jade face blended into the beautiful scenery outside the window, without a speck of dust.

Fan Qinghui showed a trace of imperceptible sadness, and said in a low voice: "Sir, do you blame us monks for not letting go of worldly desires?"

"We really have other difficulties. Since our ancestor Dini founded the fasting, he has established a rule that those who practice sword classics must practice in the world for three years. We have been involved in the turbulent and treacherous human affairs of the world and cannot extricate ourselves."

"Alas! Some people think that we intend to control the rise and fall of the country. This is just a misunderstanding. Feiyan and the young master are destined to be together. If the young master has anything to say, just say it. There is no need to be so cautious because I am Feixuan's master. We are considered a family, right?"

Xu Xin was stunned by Fan Qinghui's words. It must be said that the fasting master is the fasting master, much more powerful than the young master Shi Feiyan.

Xu Xin has many ways to grasp Shi Feiyan's words, but this Fan fasting master is very difficult. It is difficult to make her submit with ordinary means and play with her feelings...Song Que more than 20 years ago, the ending is still vivid in his mind!

Xu Xin put down the teacup and smiled, "Master, you are joking. I have no opinion on Jingzhai, but I am quite interested in the sword book. After all, at my level, what I want is to break the void. I have the ultimate yang, but I still lack the ultimate yin."

Xu Xin looked at Fan Qinghui with a smile, and then said, "As far as I know, the Cihang Sword Book points directly to the ultimate yin created by heaven and man, but the secret book has not been perfected, and even the realm of sword heart enlightenment has not been fully explored."

Fan Qinghui showed a slightly bitter look again, which flashed away, and her jade face quickly returned to calmness, and she said softly, "Mr. Xu just said..."

"I am really not interested in the Cihang Sword Book on Emperor Tafeng. How can a dead secret book compare to a living beauty."

"I plan to invite my concubine to travel, and I hope that the nun can help me."

Xu Xin suddenly changed the subject at the end, but combined with the meaning of his previous words, Fan Qinghui understood.

She was silent for a moment, and said softly: "This is the opportunity of the concubine. As a master, I will certainly not hinder it."

"Master!"

Xu Xin suddenly called Fan Qinghui, who subconsciously looked at him and suddenly trembled.

Xu Xin grabbed her hand, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and his low voice, like the devil's whisper, echoed in Fan Qinghui's heart.

"Master, you also want to be enlightened by the sword!"