Chapter 146: Sword Demon Memory, Prince of the Cold Palace

Meng Fan really couldn't understand that someone with such strength could become famous and even establish a sect!

Why would he become a thief?

Or in other words, whether a person is bad or not has nothing to do with strength.

No matter how strong one is, one's nature will not change.

But from Meng Fan's perspective, he felt that even if he was a "bad guy", once he was strong enough, he would think about seizing power and clearing himself.

Of course, it is extremely naive and ridiculous to use one's own ideas to speculate on others!

Meng Fan shook his head and stopped thinking about these unsolvable and complex problems.

But he still remembered the name Ximen Zhaixing.

There is no doubt that this is definitely a big boss who can dominate one side.

If you meet him by chance in the future, you must... go around him.

Can't afford to offend him!

A moment later, Senior Brother Jin returned to the Sutra Pavilion, and Meng Fan also returned to the Sword Pavilion.

As soon as he arrived at the Sword Pavilion, he heard the voice of Elder Lin.

"Come up!"

Meng Fan spent ten days and ten nights comprehending at the Sword God Monument. Now that he is back, Elder Lin is naturally eager to know what progress Meng Fan has made.

After all, he spent a lot of money and still feels a little pain.

Only if Meng Fan's progress is big enough can he erase his pain and heartache.

Meng Fan said hello to Senior Brother Luo, and then went straight to the second floor of the Sword Pavilion.

Old Lin was still sitting cross-legged on the futon in the corner. Most of the time when Meng Fan came to the second floor of the Sword Pavilion, Old Lin was in this posture, like an old monk sitting still.

At Elder Lin's current level, he no longer needs to sleep. Meditation is the best way to rest and practice at the same time.

In fact, let alone Elder Lin, Meng Fan's level is almost the same.

All cultivators are basically the same.

"Master!" Meng Fan saluted Elder Lin.

Old Lin smiled and gestured to Meng Fan: "Sit."

Meng Fan sat down on the futon opposite Elder Lin.

"What have you gained from the ten days and nights of comprehending the Sword God Monument this time?" Elder Lin asked straight to the point.

If Meng Fan's gains were not big enough, then he would really be disappointed.

But reason told him that Meng Fan's gains could not be small.

This disciple of his had never disappointed him before.

"Master, I have perfected the "Heavenly Sword" and "Ten Thousand Swords Techniques". I can study and discuss with you." Meng Fan said.

It was called research and discussion, but in fact it was just a simple teaching and instruction to Elder Lin.

But Elder Lin was his master, so he could only speak politely and in a more formal manner.

When Elder Lin heard Meng Fan's words, his eyes were suddenly filled with surprise.

He was not polite to Meng Fan, and hurriedly said: "Tell me about it quickly!"

Next, Meng Fan did not hide anything and shared his own "Heavenly Sword" and "Ten Thousand Swords Techniques" with Elder Lin.

"Ten Thousand Swords Techniques" was extremely perfect, because Meng Fan had been taught by Elder Wang before.

"Heavenly Sword" is purely his own perception, not as comprehensive and perfect as "Ten Thousand Swords", but it also has some details.

After a long time, after Meng Fan thoroughly shared these two sword techniques with Elder Lin, Elder Lin was completely immersed in studying sword techniques and no longer paid attention to Meng Fan.

As for whether Meng Fan had made other progress, he no longer cared.

Seeing that Elder Lin was obsessed with studying sword techniques, Meng Fan could only stand up and salute, saying: "Master, then I will go down first?"

Elder Lin waved his hand without even looking up at Meng Fan.

Even Meng Fan felt that Elder Lin did not hear his words clearly at all, and this wave of his hand was also a subconscious action.

Meng Fan reluctantly left the second floor of the Sword Pavilion and returned to his room.

He did not continue to practice, but lay on the bed and took a nap.

Although meditation practice also has the effect of sleeping, it can eliminate fatigue.

But after comprehending the Sword God Monument for ten consecutive days and nights, Meng Fan did not want to practice anymore, and just wanted to have a good sleep.

After a long sleep, it was already bright in the sky. Meng Fan got up, washed, and then went to the second floor of the Sword Pavilion again.

As a result, Old Lin was still obsessed with the two sword techniques, "Heavenly Sword" and "Ten Thousand Swords", just like yesterday.

Meng Fan did not disturb Old Lin and quietly returned to the first floor.

Looking at the state, Old Lin had to "close down" for a few days to study these two sword techniques.

After all, Old Lin did not have the talent of Meng Fan, and it would definitely take a lot of time to study these two sword techniques.

Back to the first floor of the Sword Pavilion, Meng Fan began to wipe the long sword.

The origin of the sword in his body had been consumed, and it was time to replenish it.

And even if he didn't think about himself, he had to think about Hong Qi.

In fact, Hong Qi, this girl, needs the origin of the sword more than him!

After wiping more than a dozen long swords in a row, Meng Fan did not encounter the sword evil.

Feeling a little helpless, Meng Fan directly picked a spiritual sword, thinking of finding some excitement.

For Meng Fan, there is no danger in touching the spirit sword, and he can touch it without restraint.

He keeps wiping the ordinary sword based on the principle of not wasting.

Because he is going to wipe all the long swords in the sword pavilion, and no sword essence can be wasted.

[Sword name Baifeng]

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As Meng Fan expected, the moment he touched the spirit sword, a sword evil rushed towards Meng Fan.

Then the sword evil and the sword evil memory appeared.

A young man in gorgeous clothes appeared in a deep palace with high walls.

The palace!

This is the cold palace.

Meng Fan watched the memory, which was always from the perspective of the boy.

Or it could be said that it was from the perspective of the White Wind Sword in the boy's hand.

This is the palace, but it is not the Great Dragon Dynasty that Meng Fan had contacted before, but the more distant Great Qing Dynasty.

The Shushan Sword Sect and the Great Dragon Dynasty both belong to the Northern Region of the Tianyuan World.

And this Qinglong Dynasty belongs to the Central Plains of the Tianyuan World.

The Northern Region, the Southern Region, the Eastern Region, the Western Region, and the Central Plains!

Among these five regions, the Central Plains is the most vast and prosperous region, once known as Shenzhou.

Shenzhou Land!

Meng Fan was quite interested when he suddenly saw the memory information related to the Central Plains.

The Central Plains is vast, and there are many dynasties.

In addition to the dynasties, there is also a terrifying dynasty, the Great Sun Dynasty!

In the Central Plains, these dynasties and sects are, in a sense, under the rule of the Great Sun Dynasty.

From this, it can be seen how powerful the Great Sun Dynasty is, and it can be said to suppress the world!

Then the boy in the memory was named Zhao Buhui, a prince of the Daqing Dynasty.

His mother was banished to the cold palace, and he lived there since he was a child, and was not favored by the Daqing Emperor.

This harsh living environment cultivated Zhao Buhui's strong character and his scheming far beyond his peers!

When he was seventeen years old, his mother died of illness.

The Daqing Emperor took pity on him and released him from the cold palace.

In the following time, Zhao Buhui worked hard to build up his power, and then practiced diligently.

Over the years, he pretended to be kind to the Daqing Emperor and was filial to him.