Chapter 937 Heavenly Sword Technique

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..."

Xiao 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? Are you just going to send him away like this?" Little Feng Chime opened her eyes wide and asked.

"The things that need to be asked have already been asked, why are we still keeping 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 Ling's head and turned to leave.

…

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 serves as the 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 of the head of the top martial arts family in the northern capital was in the top echelon throughout Hot Summer.

The Semi-Spirit Race is just a foreign race that cannot show its face openly.

The gap between the two is as big as the sky.

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 be mistaken.

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 were located would have been completely infiltrated.

"It takes a lot of drugs to stun someone 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, "Take her directly 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 Scripture 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 made up, 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 Scripture Deposit 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 little too soft. If you want to use it in actual combat, you still need 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 it.

Before leaving, 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 must remember to put it back to its original position, otherwise Xiao Fengling will go crazy again." Fang Yu said without looking back.

After getting permission, Lin Zhilan immediately reached out and pulled out a sword manual called "Zhan Tian Jian Fa" and looked down to read it.

The pictures drawn in the book and the recorded practice methods made Lin Zhilan's eyes wide open and shocked.

The descriptions on it are completely different from the swordsmanship she had learned before!

For a while, Lin Zhilan was completely immersed in the sword manual.

On the other hand, Fang Yu was still looking for a suitable sword manual.

After all, he was the descendant of Lin Batian, and Fang Yu could not be perfunctory.

"The most suitable sword manual for her..."

Fang Yu touched his chin, and his eyes suddenly swept across a sword manual.

Heavenly Sword Manual

Fang Yu's eyes flickered slightly, and he reached out his hand and pulled out the sword manual of the Heavenly Sword Technique from the pile of books.

He himself didn't even remember that he put this sword manual here.

After flipping through it, Fang Yu's eyes showed a look of reminiscence.

When he was killing for seven days and seven nights in Ziyan Palace, he used the Heavenly Sword Technique the most... It was the Heavenly Sword Technique.

The Heavenly Sword Technique is both hard and soft, and it is good at both offense and defense... It is the strongest sword technique in Fang Yu's mind.

However... Its grade is half-immortal level, and it is extremely difficult to practice.

At that time, Fang Yu once thought about giving up practicing this Heavenly Sword Technique, but was forced by his master to practice hard...

Fang Yu glanced at Lin Zhilan, who was staring at the sword manual in her hand with wide eyes next to him.

Let her practice the Heavenly Sword Technique... Is it appropriate?

With Lin Zhilan's sword obsession, her perseverance should be enough.

The only thing to worry about is whether her talent has reached the level of being able to comprehend the Heavenly Sword Technique.

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 walk forward and pat Lin Zhilan on the shoulder.

Lin Zhilan raised her head and stared at Fang Yu blankly.

"This is the sword manual I chose for you." Fang Yu handed the Heavenly Sword Manual to Lin Zhilan.

Lin Zhilan took the sword manual and looked at the four big words on the cover.

"Heavenly Sword Method."

"I think it is the most suitable sword manual for you... but the difficulty of practicing is extremely high." Fang Yu said, "So, I give you the opportunity to choose. You can now flip through this sword manual and decide whether to learn it or not."

"If you think it is not suitable, then change it."

Lin Zhilan nodded in a daze and opened the sword manual in her hand.

After reading a few pages, Lin Zhilan was a little confused.

Compared with the Heavenly Sword Method she just read, the way to practice the Heavenly Sword Method is even stranger and even obscure.

Fang Yu glanced at the Zhan Tian Sword Technique in Lin Zhilan's hand and said, "Let's put it this way. The difficulty of the sword technique you practiced before was one star, so the difficulty of Zhan Tian Sword Technique is twenty stars, and the difficulty of Tian Dao Sword Technique... is one hundred stars."

"But if you can practice it, the reward will also be one hundred stars."

"You choose it yourself."