"Brother Xuan Yin, Xiao Fan is not only my disciple, but also the sword holder of my Sword God Sect. I think you should know what this position means for our Sword God Sect." Liu Qingfeng said.
"Sword holder? Are you talking about this junior who is actually a sword holder?" Xuan Yin frowned and said, "Liu Qingfeng, since you stepped down as a sword holder, this position has been hanging in the air.
Today you said that he is the only disciple in the late stage of the Supreme Stage, a sword holder. Are you kidding me!"
Liu Qingfeng said: "I am not a false statement. I asked Xiaofan to take over as the sword-holder to do it completely according to my master's wishes."
Speaking of this, Liu Qingfeng winked at Lin Fan, "Summon the Xuantian Sword Order."
Lin Fan said silently, and with a thought, a golden sword order the size of a palm appeared in front of him.
"It's indeed Xuantian Sword Order!"
Xuan Yin's face changed slightly.
Xuan Yin still knows a little about the specialness and importance of the position of the sword holder of the Sword God Sect, and naturally knows that the Xuantian Sword Order is actually a symbol of the identity of the sword holder.
It is somewhat similar to the military talismans of secular dynasties.
The Sword God Sect only recognizes the sword order but not the people.
Since Lin Fan possesses the Xuantian Sword Order, he must be the one who holds the sword.
"Brother Xuan Yin, Xiao Fan is of no doubt about the importance of my Sword God Sect, but he did kill people from the noble family, and this is impossible to deny." Liu Qingfeng gritted his teeth and said, "What's the matter with this? My Sword God Sect is willing to do so."
If you make compensation, even as a master, I can publicly apologize to Taixuanmen and give you enough face to Taixuanmen."
Hearing this, everyone in Taixuan Sect was silent.
The compensation is fine, but a public apology is a rare thing.
For the strong, face is very important, even more important than life.
Many people don’t want to lose face even if they die.
As the first disciple of the Sword God Sect and the actual helmator in the Sword God Sect, Liu Qingfeng is willing to apologize on his own initiative. This sincerity is absolutely complete.
"Master, no!"
Lin Fan said anxiously.
Liu Qingfeng raised his hand and signaled him to be quiet.
Lin Fan gritted his teeth and stopped talking.
But he was moved in his heart.
Lin Fan and Liu Qingfeng have not been in contact for a long time, but the latter has really cared for and cared for Lin Fan in every detail, and they are the kind who has no selfishness at all.
At this time, Chen Yufeng and Pan Shuai's expressions changed slightly at the same time and they were about to speak.
But before they could open their mouths, Liu Qingfeng said, "No need to say much, my Liu Qingfeng's face was lost tens of thousands of years ago. Besides, being a master is just for disciples.
Are you taking the blame? Otherwise, what do you want me as a master to do?”
Upon hearing this, Pan Shuai laughed a few times and said, "Brother Liu is right. Xiaofan calls me a teacher, and I have the responsibility and obligation to take care of him. Don't follow this matter.
I'll fight. Brother Liu, we'll be the only one. If you want to apologize, you'll still have to stab yourself a few times. I, Pan Shuai, are absolutely right!"
Liu Qingfeng, Pan Shuai!
These two are Lin Fan’s masters (teachers) in the Sword God Sect. They have taught Lin Fan a lot, and now they have come forward to fight against Lin Fan.
In other words, He Fan is not here, otherwise he would definitely not have retreated.
Since Lin Fan started, he has encountered many provocations and hostility, but he still has a strong sense of belonging to the Sword God Sect, and this is the reason.
Speaking of this, it would be a bit too much if Taixuan Sect continues to chase after him.
After all, the relationship and size of both parties will not be too stalemate.
"Brother Liu, I..."
Just as Xuan Yin was about to speak, Xuan Ji Zhenren suddenly spoke, "Xuan Yin, why not let me negotiate this matter."
Upon hearing this, Xuan Yin did not hesitate and hugged Xuan Ji Zhenren and said, "Okay, Uncle Master, you are fully responsible for this matter."
When Xuan Ji Zhenren called Xuan Yin's full name instead of "deputy sect leader", Xuan Yin knew that he was serious.
Xuan Yin naturally had unreserved trust in this uncle of the master.
He handed the matter over to Xuanji Zhenren to deal with.
Mysterious Real Man looked at Lin Fan, then looked at Liu Qingfeng and said, "Liu Qingfeng, you, Sword God Sect, and I, Taixuan Sect, have a harmonious relationship. The friendly relationship between our two families is from the leader of the sect and
The head of this sect was established. Since the attitude of your sect is in place, we will not be able to keep an eye on this matter."
Upon hearing this, Liu Qingfeng and others looked slightly happy.
But they didn't speak for the time being.
Because they all know that Xuanji Real People must have a later story.
And then, it must be the conditions proposed by Xuanji Zhenren instead of Taixuanmen.
Sure enough, Xuanji Zhenren continued: "Actually, you don't need to apologize publicly, and you don't even need compensation. I just need Lin Fan and answer my two questions honestly."
Liu Qingfeng did not rush to express his opinion, but looked back at Lin Fan.
He respects his disciple's meaning very much.
Lin Fan pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "May I ask."
"good!"
Mystery Zhenren nodded, and a gleam suddenly flashed in his muddy eyes, "First of all, the first question!"
"After Mu Guiyuan's death that day, my true disciples Zhao Xuyang and Mo Yanxue used the seven-star divination technique to divine evil spirits, but they were all fruitless. Even later, I personally climbed the astrology platform to divine, but it was just a matter of fact.
Seeing a chaos. I can’t remember how many years I haven’t encountered it, 100,000 years, 500,000 years, or 1 million years... So Lin Fan, my first problem is
, How did you block my husband’s divination?”
After saying that, Zhenren Xuanji stared at Lin Fan, as if he didn't want to let go of any of his micro-expression changes.
Zhenren Xuanji has devoted himself to the study of divination and mysterious techniques all his life. He really wanted to know how Lin Fan did it.
Lin Fan hugged Xuanji Zhenren and said, "Senior, I really don't know how to answer this question. Maybe it's because I have a special fate..."
This answer obviously cannot satisfy Xuanji Zhenren.
He waved the whisk with his right hand and pinched his fingers with his left hand to slightly move, and a faint divine light burst out from his eyes.
After a moment.
Mystery real person frowned.
Because he divined the good and bad fortune for Lin Fan in front of Lin Fan, but he gained nothing.
"How is this possible..."
Mystery True Man couldn't figure it out.
Of course, Zhenren Xuanji would not be so arrogant that he thought that his divination and magic skills were omnipotent and omnipotent.
He has also encountered failures before.
But that happens when the top divination powerhouses or super big events.
For example, if you ask Zhenren Xuan to divine a strong man like Wudi or Buddha, he will definitely not get the result, and he may even suffer a terrible backlash.
But Lin Fan is just a disciple with only the highest late stage of cultivation. With such a low strength, the true man Xuanji failed to divinate. This is the strangest thing.
"Is there any secret that the powerful can block for him? Or is it that he himself is the reincarnation of a powerful canon, just like the golden cicada son of the Lingshan Mountain..." Zhenren Xuanji thought to himself.
Apart from this, Xuanji Real Man really couldn't think of any other reason.
And no matter which of these two reasons are, they cannot be cracked by Xuanji Real People.
He had no choice but to put this aside for the time being.