Chapter 744: Poor Understanding

"I always feel something is weird." Bai Ze also expressed confusion and moved closer to Ge Tian.

Soon, Bai Ze's eyes lit up, scanning Getian like a scanner.

"The two hearts are as completely symmetrical as the organs. What a weird biological structure."

"As a protoss, why do you need two hearts?" Ye Fan frowned, and soon he reacted: "Their hearts should become the same as ordinary people's organs. Two hearts, even if one of them fails, the other One can work without dying."

"This would greatly increase the lifespan of their race."

"It's so strange, how can there be a humanoid race with such a structure." Bai Ze shook his head: "There are traces of biological changes. I have seen two-heart beasts, but this one is so perfect. It’s unheard of that it can be the same as the internal organs.”

Bai Ze is a wise divine beast, and he has always maintained a questioning attitude towards this divine clan.

"When anything is perfect, it's an anomaly."

As he spoke, Bai Ze turned his eyes and was shocked when he saw Getian's head.

"Their skulls are connected, which actually blocks my sight and exploration."

"There should be a secret!"

clang!

Before he finished speaking, Qiongqi from the side had already slapped Getian on the head with his paw.

What's surprising is that Qiongqi's body and such a casual claw failed to smash Getian's head.

"How can it be so hard!" Qiongqi was also stunned. This time, it increased its strength.

Snap.

A sound like an egg breaking was heard. This time, Getian's skull was shattered, and the white things fell to the ground.

Then, a blue light bead rolled out from these things.

The light bead was not big, about the size of a bullet, but in such a scene, it seemed particularly abrupt.

"This is this?" Qiongqi picked up the light bead, and on the side, Ye Fan came over, one person and one beast were confused.

Suddenly, the light bead vibrated.

Buzz buzz.

Strong emotions came from it, and then, it actually made a strange and twisted sound.

"Let me go!!!"

"Damn it, you monster!!!" Qiongqi was startled, "I am the chief protector of the killing beast, and I will save you, a monster like you!!!"

With that said, Qiongqi slapped him down.

Snap.

"Eh."

There was a shattering sound, and before Ye Fan's outstretched hand could stop it, the light beads had turned into white powder.

“What kind of salvation are you doing???!!”

"My son is dead! Queen! My son is dead!"

At noon, on the towering tree where the Queen lives, the soldiers from before arrived holding a crystal ball.

Wow.

The palace door opened directly, and the queen walked out of the palace. She was shocked when she saw the crystal ball broken into several pieces in the soldier's hand: "This is the life ball that was dug out of the brain! Kill him completely!"

"How could anyone know how to kill the gods!"

"It's Ye Fan!" The soldier was emotional. The pain of losing his son made him unable to remain calm anymore, and the hand holding the crystal ball was trembling.

"The last message Getian sent back was only two words, Ye Fan!"

"He must be the murderer of Getian!"

"Queen! I must avenge my son!"

"Why would anyone know the secrets of the Gods?" The queen had no intention of caring about the soldiers at this time. Looking at the broken crystal ball, fear flashed in her eyes.

They will tolerate Ningxiachuan and even wait until now without taking action, mostly because Ningxiachuan has not caused real losses to them.

The Gods are perfect and have the most secret ways of escape. Ordinary people cannot really kill them.

The corpse is still there, the life beads are still there, and the gods are immortal. But now this secret is at risk of being exposed, and the immortality of the gods is on the verge of being shattered.

Death is the greatest fear, and this fear can shatter the self-confidence of a god.

"Ye Fan... who is he? Did he smash Getian's body and find the life beads?" The queen realized the seriousness of the matter, looked at the soldiers, and quickly made a decision: "This person named Ye Fan , he must die!"

"Where did Getian die!"

"Jiange." The soldier replied, his eyes unable to remain calm any longer: "He went to study in a sect called Jiange in the interior, very close to the misty forest. There is a strong man named Jiang Wuyin in Jiange, and his strength is the top king."

"Go, ask a few strong men to take action in the Hall of Heroes, and then go to the Divine Tree to ask the elders, saying that someone has discovered the secret of the Gods." The Queen ordered: "You enter the human race from the gap in the north, and go to this sword pavilion. Kill this human named Ye Fan."

"North." The soldier paused: "North, Ning's people are stationed there and we..."

"Find a few more people. If Ning stops him, you can force your way through! No matter what method you use, you must kill him!"

"Okay!" the soldier responded. The fertility of the protoss was extremely poor. Especially now, Getian's death was extremely sad for him.

He may never have an heir again, he will never have an heir with such a bloodline.

…

"Today, I will tell you the simplest thirteen basic sword skills: draw, bring, lift, block, strike, stab, point, collapse, stir, press, split, cut, and wash."

"

In Longquan Hall, on the second day, Jiang Wuyin began to demonstrate the most basic swordsmanship for his disciples. His loud voice echoed in the hall.

Ordinary martial arts schools can also teach these sword skills, but the same basics have a completely different taste in the mouth of a master. Just like the same clear water, in the hands of an experienced chef, there are millions of variations.

Ye Fan also participated in it and fully recognized Jiang Wuyin's teachings.

At least at the level of kendo, Jiang Wuyin can be said to be the strongest kendo master in the world.

The disciples listened with rapt attention. Even the spirit swords in Longquan Palace were bent like these disciples, listening to Jiang Wuyin's explanation like children in school.

They are spiritual swords. They were sword cultivators in life, and they are eager for the knowledge of sword masters.

"Where is the disciple who asked yesterday?" The disciples were practicing. Jiang Wuyin was walking among the disciples and soon noticed Ge Tian's disappearance.

"It seems he didn't come back yesterday." Next to him, Yutaka replied. As Goda's roommate, his words were credible: "I didn't see him this morning either."

"Did you leave because of what happened yesterday?" Jiang Wuyin nodded without thinking too much.

He knew the identity of this foreigner. Although he was well-educated, he still had some grudges in his heart.

Yesterday's rejection was a test for Ye Fan, and it was also Jiang Wuyin's hesitation towards Ge Tian.

Now that he was gone, it made him feel much more relaxed.

"King Ye, what are you doing?" Turning around, Jiang Wuyin saw Ye Fan. At this time, Ye Fan had memorized the thirteen basic sword moves in his heart and was trying to perform them continuously.

Not to mention, when these basic sword styles are combined, they have a special flavor and power.

"Dancing like a mess."

With just one glance, Jiang Wuyin gave his own judgment: "Didn't you listen when I just lectured?"

"There are thirteen movements in total. You have problems with seven of them. What are you learning?"

"This is me." After being criticized in public again, Ye Fan was a little helpless, but now as an apprentice, he was polite: "There are indeed some mistakes, and I may need Pavilion Master Jiang to explain it to me."

"The attitude is very good, but next time, you have to listen carefully." Jiang Wuyin nodded, came to Ye Fan's side, and began to disassemble the sword postures for Ye Fan one by one and explain them carefully.

Ye Fan studied very seriously and was obviously making progress, while Jiang Wuyin also kept making suggestions.

Within a short time, Ye Fan had already danced in a decent manner, and the thirteen sword postures were displayed very smoothly.

"Not bad." Jiang Wuyin nodded, watched Ye Fan go over his sword style demonstration, paused slightly, and commented:

"Your understanding is a bit lacking, but fortunately you are diligent enough. You may need to work harder in the future."

When the voice fell, many disciples in the field, especially many who had not even used the pick yet, looked at Ye Fan who was dancing with his sword and showed strange expressions.

"This is called poor understanding??"