After Jieluo left, Luo Fan asked Shi Feixuan: "How is the situation in the Tang Dynasty world?"

Shi Feixuan said: "It's very good. As a former opponent, Feixuan has to say that Wanwan's abilities and wrists are very good. In addition, with a god-like Taizu Emperor who can come at any time as a backing, it's hard to do it well, right?"

Luo Fan smiled slightly and said, "Where is the tower of questioning the sky?"

"The Tower of Wentian has been built long ago. Master Lu has begun to study the construction mechanisms of the main world during this period." Shi Feixuan said calmly.

Luo Fan nodded and said, "It seems that Mr. Lu Miaozi can also invite him."

"You should have decided like this long ago." Shi Feixuan stared at Luo Fan with unparalleled eyes and sighed softly, "You still can't get rid of the shortcomings of indecision."

Luo Fan smiled bitterly and said, "Actually, my initial wish is to be a warrior or a swordsman, but I never thought of being a ruler."

"Actually, that's good." Shi Feixuan's eyes were not disappointed at all, but with a faint appreciation. "People without ambition will never be blinded by their ambitions and their own ambitions. You will always be the most sober person."

"Sobert?" Luo Fan sneered, "I would rather not be awake. The more people in the world know, the more worries they have."

Shi Feixuan smiled softly without comment: "Who is there still missing?"

"It's time for my little apprentice to teach me. It's better to let Lan Yi bring her over, otherwise it would be too irresponsible, right?" Luo Fan said with a smile.

"Is it that girl Huier?" Ling Bo said. "Would it be too early?"

Luo Fan shook his head and said, "That girl is willing to work hard and has good talent. This period of time is enough for her to be reborn."

The division of labor has gradually become clear. Just as the sects of the righteous and demons are still immersed in the aftermath of the righteous and demon war, the division of the Shushan Sect slowly took root in this border area with poor mountains and bad waters.

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Black dark clouds hovered in the night sky, and the sky was dark as if pressing against the ground. The raindrops falling from the sky rolled over the vast earth in the sound of the roaring wind.

Among the vast mountains, there was a mountain peak. It seemed as if it was flattened with a sword, and a huge platform appeared.

The platform goes downwards, and there are winding stone steps one by one, winding downwards.

And after passing through the 108 steps, an extremely huge stone arch came towards us.

The blue-gray stone arch is about ten feet in size, but what is surprising is that there seems to be no gap in it, just like it is carved from a whole huge stone!

The rain washed the world. On the stone gate, I saw three big characters "Shushan School" and four small characters "Southern Xinjiang School" next to it.

The carvings are clear and angular. Each stroke is like a sword light and a sword shadow. These three words are obviously engraved by a master with a sword. Although it is already restrained enough, the sword intent between the lines is still difficult to hide.

The entire sect still inherited the original style of Shushan and distributed in the direction of the Bagua. But perhaps because of the rain, there are not many disciples in the mountain gate.

However, there were still two figures on the square at this time.

On the edge of the square, a man was wearing a blue and white Taoist robe, and a quaint sheathed sword on his back, standing quietly in the rain, but strangely, there was no trace of rain on his clothes.

In front of him was a small figure, wearing a small disciple's uniform, holding a long sword full of purple air.

The sword was obviously inconsistent with her small body. In the rain, the small figure was struggling to wield the sword.

The long sword with purple air rising seemed to be as heavy as a pound. The small figure, every time he swung the sword, gritted his teeth and tried hard to maintain it so that he would not deform the moves.

Looking closely, I saw that it was a girl who had a year old, with short hair shoulder-length shoulders, big black gem-like eyes, and a delicate face a little white. It was heartbreaking to see in the gray rain and fog.

Suddenly, there was only a scream of exclamation. Something happened. The girl suddenly stepped towards the stone steps in front of her. The purple long sword suddenly burst out with a dazzling purple light in the rain!

"Boom!"

With a deafening sound, a purple thunder as thick as an arm fell from the sky and slashed straight towards the girl!

In the midst of lightning, a figure flashed like a phantom, picked up the girl and made a palm blow to the sky!

"Click!"

Two huge energy collided with each other, and a dazzling bright light burst out. All the rain around was shattered, turning into a piece of white mist and spreading around.

When the wind blew, the white rain fog hit the two of them.

It was Luo Fan, who established a mountain gate in southern Xinjiang, who took a deep breath and said lightly: "Hui'er, if you want to control the Ziying Sword, you still need to work hard."

"Hui'er can work hard." The little girl grabbed Luo Fan's clothes tightly, bit her lower lip gently, and stared at the swordsman that fell to the ground with her big eyes.

Luo Fan stretched out his hand and sucked the purple sword into his palm, saying, "The magical sword has a spirit, and cannot be treated with an ordinary sword. If you want to control a sword, there are actually three tricks. Does Huier want to know?"

"Think." Ouyang Hui replied in a crisp voice.

Luo Fan nodded and gently wiped the body of the Ziying Sword with his fingers. He saw that the lightning was lingering on it. Although it could not hurt Luo Fan, it also made Luo Fan feel a faint numbness.

"The first realm that a master of swordsman must reach is that man and sword are combined, and man and sword are integrated. Only when it is integrated with your sword can it exert its maximum power." Luo Fan said, "There are three ways to unite man and sword. One is to turn it into a part of your body, carry it while walking, carry it while sleeping, and keep the sword away. Over time, when you feel that this sword has become an extension of your arm, commanding it is like commanding your own body, and it is considered a great success. The trick is to study hard and practice hard, and use people to raise the sword."

Luo Fan took the scabbard and put the purple sword into the scabbard. Then he turned his palm and saw a crystal clear sword condensed in his hand. When his body moved, the sword moved with the person. He saw the whole sword, as if it was growing on Luo Fan, slashing and slashing, flying up and down, like flowing water.

Little Ouyang Hui listened carefully and watched seriously. After Luo Fan finished the drill, he thought for a while and asked again: "Master, what about the second method?"

"The second method is to use swords as friends." Luo Fandao, "As a swordsman who will accompany you forever, the sword is the best friend and the comrade whom you trust the most. When you trust it and it also recognizes you, you can control the sword and live a life of endless life. This is the fastest way."

"This method is not the way to be taken by the teacher, so I won't demonstrate it." Luo Fan paused and said, "As for the three methods of earth, it is the sword to be the master of human beings, and this is the best strategy."

Little Ouyang Hui nodded thoughtfully and said happily: "Hui'er understands, Hui'er will become friends with Ziying."

Luo Fan gently touched her little head and nodded, "I have practiced for so long, it's time to rest, don't catch a cold. Now it's time to lay the foundation, and you should pay attention to the combination of work and rest."

"Yes, Master." Little Ouyang Hui said obediently.

Just as the two were about to leave, two precious lights seemed to pass by in the distant sky.

I saw a man and a woman, a man wearing a white monk's robe, solemn and solemn.

And the woman was wearing a white dress that looked like snow.

Luo Fan couldn't help but be stunned. In a trance, Luo Fan seemed to see again, on the moon-looking platform of Qingyun Mountain, the peerless sword dance, under the thunderous power of the sky, the sad divine light in the phoenix eyes, the bamboo forest under Qingyun Mountain, and the lonely figure.

After not seeing each other for a long time, the beautiful and beautiful woman seemed to have lost weight.

"The Qingyun disciple Lu Xueqi came to visit Master Xuan Zhenren, deputy head of Shushan Sect, Zhenren Luo." The snow-like man fell on the stone steps in front of the mountain gate.

Faxiang on the side also bowed and said, "Congratulations to Brother Luo for being promoted to the position of deputy leader. Shushan came here to establish a division. Why didn't we notify us? Brother Luo wouldn't blame us for coming here uninvited, right?" Faxiang said with a smile.

"How could it be?" Luo Fan said, "I'm making a small fuss in this border area. You don't want to joke, so how dare you blame me?"

"You're welcome." Then Faxiang looked at the little Ouyang Hui beside Luo Fan and asked, "Is this person..."

"My disciple, Ouyang Hui." Luo Fan said, "Hui'er, is called Uncle Faxiang."

"How does this make it?" Fa Xiang said hurriedly, "Brother Luo is now the deputy head of a sect. The young monk should be the lower generation, and he should be called a senior brother and sister."

Luo Fan shook his head and smiled, "What's my name when she called her senior brother? Forget it, just talk about it alone."

Then Luo Fan looked at Lu Xueqi and said, "Miss Lu, it's been a good time recently."

"Well... it's okay." Lu Xueqi said softly, "Thank you Luo..."

"According to the previous name, it is." Luo Fan said.

"Well..." Lu Xueqi pursed her lips and said, "Brother Luo is okay?"

"Okay." Luo Fan chuckled, "Although this place is a bit remote, it is considered to be the king of the mountain and is unrestrained."

"Brother Luo was joking." Faxiang said.

"Please come in, please come in." Luo Fan took the two into the hall and ordered Ouyang Hui to leave. The few of them were on the hall, so they naturally had some talk about business.

Qingyun, Tianyin still remembers that Luo Fan repeatedly helped, so he specially sent the two elite disciples who had a good relationship with Luo Fan to visit to show the friendly relationship between the two factions.

What Luo Fan did not expect was that some gifts given by the two factions also allowed Luo Fan to obtain more than 200,000 lucky energy, which was beyond Luo Fan's expectations.

Now that the Demon Sect is in trouble in the Central Plains, and the world is in chaos, the two factions also expressed their intention to join forces with Shushan to stabilize the Central Plains. Luo Fan expressed his willingness to send people to negotiate specific matters with the two factions, and the person he sent was naturally Shi Feixuan, and Luo Fan was unable to seek it.

After the business talk, two hours had passed. It was afternoon and the rain outside gradually stopped. Luo Fan simply invited the two to visit the scenery of Shushan, but Fa Xiang found a reason to be lame and walked away first. As a result, only Luo Fan and Lu Xueqi were left. (To be continued)

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