When Lin Fan returned home and found that there was no one at home, he called Ling Xuefei.
Soon, the phone was answered, and a gentle and pleasant voice came from the receiver, with a bit of joy, "Hey, husband, are you back?"
"Well, I just came back." Lin Fan asked, "Wife, where have you and the children?"
"I'm in the company, Qiqi took three little guys to explore the world..." Ling Xuefei's tone was quite helpless.
Qiqi seems to have an inexplicable obsession with exploring the world and being a hero. For example, young girls of her age mostly like to watch idol dramas, romance novels, shopping with good friends, etc., but Qiqi is completely concerned about these things.
I feel nostalgic, and my favorite thing is to go to the ruins and explore.
I was originally the fate of being a princess, but I like to live the life of a female hero.
Look, there is a ruin near Ningchuan, a northwest city. This may be the last ruin this summer vacation. Qiqi naturally would not miss it. She pestered Ling Xuefei and wanted her to agree to go to the ruins herself.
When Qiqi was acting cute with Ling Xuefei, Ling'er and Xiao Dingdang came to Tianshui Xiangquan to find Xiao Xiaoqi. After the three little guys knew that Qiqi's sister was going to explore the remains, they also wanted to go with her as they made a fuss.
Ling Xuefei was attacked by the four little guys and had no choice but to surrender after only a few minutes.
Agreed.
So early in the morning, Qiqi embarked on the journey with her three younger brothers and sisters!
After they set off, Huo Feng quietly followed.
With Huo Feng following him, Ling Xuefei would be relieved, otherwise no matter how coquettish Qiqi and the others were, Ling Xuefei would not agree.
"Calculate the time, the Ningchuan ruins are almost open at this time." Ling Xuefei said.
"Haha, these little guys..." Lin Fan smiled helplessly, a touch of tenderness flashed in his eyes, and he said, "But with Huo Feng following him, don't worry, she will protect them."
"Yeah, Huo Feng follows it, it's really reassuring." Ling Xuefei also said in agreement.
Today, Huo Feng's strength can be said to be second only to Lin Fan. With her accompanying her, there is no need to worry about safety.
The two chatted for a while and then ended the call.
Lin Fan walked into the villa, sat on the sofa, took out the broken sword from the storage ring, and looked at it.
This broken sword has reached the level of immortal weapon. Although it is only a low-level immortal weapon, it is enough to show that its origin is not simple. Even if it is cut off and its quality has dropped, it is also a top-level magic weapon. It is OK to be placed in Kunlun Immortal Realm
It is the best magic weapon.
Moreover, the quality of the broken sword itself is secondary. What’s more important is that the broken sword has its master’s inheritance!
This was known when Lin Fan held the broken sword.
Lin Fan released his spiritual consciousness and rushed into the Broken Sword.
A wisp of residual soul of its master is sealed in the broken sword. As long as blood is dropped on the broken sword, the formation will be activated, the residual soul will be awakened, and a series of tests will be carried out. If you pass, you will be able to obtain his inheritance.
If it fails, it will become an idiot...
However, Lin Fan did not do these twists and turns, and his spiritual sense brutally invaded the internal space of the Broken Sword.
Inside the Broken Sword, there is a space in Hongmeng state, and the place where you see is white, like a heavy fog. After Lin Fan's spiritual sense comes in, it turns into a human form and sweeps straight in a certain direction.
A moment later, Lin Fan found the residual soul left by the master of the broken sword in the broken sword space.
It was an old man with silver hair and a long goatee, wearing a gray and white loose robe, slightly closed his eyes, and a rosy face, with a bit of a fairy-like charm. He carried his hands behind him, holding
With an ancient long sword, the tip of the sword was exposed from the old man's shoulder.
The long sword suddenly looked like the broken sword when it was intact.
"wake up!"
Lin Fan shouted in a voice.
The white-haired old man's eyes suddenly opened, and a sword light flashed through his muddy eyes.
Then, the old man looked at Lin Fan, his eyes lit up slightly, and he stroked his beard with his left hand and smiled: "Not bad, I have been waiting for 13,500 years, and finally waited for someone with destiny. Young man, I am surprised to see your bones.
, with a talented talent, he is a cultivation genius. Can you accept my inheritance?"
Lin Fan shook his head slowly.
"Ahem, you young man probably don't know how great the opportunity you have encountered!" The old man's face obviously froze, as if he was a little embarrassed. He coughed twice, continued to stroke his beard and said, "My name is Xiaoyaozi,
The strongest sword immortal in the history of Daluo Heaven, with the title of Sword Saint, has never encountered any rival in Daluo Heaven for thousands of years. In the path of swordsmanship, I can be said to be the number one person in the world!"
"It's a pity that when I was breaking through the road to heaven, I accidentally fell. Only this residual soul was left, which was placed in my sword "Ask the Sky" and fell into the starry sky. I don't know where I fell."
"Young man, since you have obtained the Inquiry, you will have a destiny to me. I am willing to give you the inheritance. With my inheritance, you will save hundreds of years and thousands of years of hard work, and your future achievements are limitless."
"Young man, as long as you kneel in front of me and call me respectfully, you can accept my inheritance!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Fan smiled and shook his head, teasing: "If I hadn't had some understanding of your strength, I would have really regarded you as a charlatan."
"God? What is that?"
Xiaoyaozi frowned, quite puzzled, "I think it is quite extraordinary in the name of 'god'. Could this charlatan be a magical weapon? I have always thought that the theory of a magical weapon is an illusory legend, even this one
Wentian is just a low-level immortal weapon. Does it really exist in magical weapons?"
Lin Fan drew three vertical lines on his forehead, waved his hand and said, "Xiaoyaozi, forget it, don't worry about the charlatan."
Xiaoyaozi smiled and said, "That's right, but I'm taking a look. The most urgent thing at the moment is to carry out the inheritance. Young man, I don't know what your name is."
"Lin Fan."
"Lin Fan, a good name!" Xiaoyaozi nodded and said, "I can't last for too long. Let's start inheriting it quickly."
As he said that, Xiaoyaozi's soul floated towards Lin Fan.
Lin Fan raised his hand and made a "stop" gesture, saying, "I said, I don't need to accept your inheritance."
Xiaoyaozi looked heartbroken and looked so angry that he was so angry that he was unable to make a strong man. "Boy Lin Fan, don't be confused. I am a sword saint. I remember that I didn't know how many geniuses and monsters were crying and shouting to be my teacher. I
I didn't agree. Now I want to send the inheritance to you. Why don't you want it? Are you guarding the mountains of gold and silver and not taking it, but you are going to beg?"
"Although I know it hurts people to say this, but..." Lin Fan smiled slightly and said, "I don't like your swordsmanship."
"The prince is arrogant!!!"
No matter how good Xiaoyaozi has a good temper, he can't stand Lin Fan's belittling his sword path. He was furious and a huge storm suddenly broke out in the broken sword space.
The sharp sword intent filled Xiaoyaozi's body.
Xiaoyaozi's clothes were windless. Although he still looked like an old man, his aura was completely different, just like a peerless sword that could even pierce the sky.
Lin Fan had no expression on his face and thoughts moved.