Chapter 3380: Seven Nights Knife

Chapter 3381 Seven Nights Mad Knife

"Yi Tao, where did you go? Listening to your senior brother Feng said that you can't find your figure." A middle-aged man with long black hair and a beard under his chin, with a majestic expression on his face, rebuked.

"Father, you let me practice in the sect all day long. I am almost suffocated. I didn't go anywhere. I just hunted a savage beast in the mountains." Yi Tao glanced at her mouth and said to the middle-aged man. Said.

Sure enough, just as Zhuo Bufan had guessed, the girl in pink was the daughter of Sect Master Yi Lei.

"Naughty, a person ran into the mountains again to hunt the savage beasts. If you encounter a group of savage beasts, or some powerful savage beasts, and get into danger, I think you can still jump back alive?" Yi Lei frowned with a serious face.

Although the words are harsh, it is not difficult to see how Yi Lei cares and loves this naughty daughter.

"Daddy, didn't you give me a life-saving magic weapon? In case of danger, activating the treasure can save my life, and I am only practicing in the sect domain. When encountering danger, I can ask you and a few elders for help, no It's dangerous." Yi Tao said with a smile.

Seeing her daughter's brilliant smile, Yi Lei shook his head helplessly, "I really can't help you."

After that, Yi Lei's gaze fell on Zhuo Bufan, with a hint of doubt and asked: "Yi Tao, who is this young man? How can I bring him to our Fei Nizong?"

"His name is Niu Geng, silly. I ran into him in the mountains. He saved me easily. He chopped out a black blade and slashed the abdomen of the rhinoceros." Yi Tao looked at Zhuo Bufan and said, "He said Come to Feini Zong to worship the sect."

"Are you coming to worship my Fei Nizong?" Yi Lei looked at Zhuo Bufan and asked.

"The disciple really wants to worship Fei Ni Sect." Zhuo Bufan arched his hand, took out a piece of jade pendant in his arms, and handed it to Yi Lei, "This is the jade pendant given to me by my elder friend, and there is his divine sense transmission in it, saying Let me hand it over to the Sect Master, and everything will be known."

"Oh? Let me see."

Yi Lei took the jade pendant, and drew in with Spiritual Mind. After a while, he nodded and said, "It turns out that it is the junior of Brother Lu's friend. Your name is Niu Geng?"

"Yes, disciple Niu Geng, just stepped into the rank of generals." Zhuo Bufan said truthfully.

"Well, starting from today, you will come to my Fei Ni sect. Our sect does not have too many rules, but we cannot do things that harm the interests of the sect. Otherwise, it will be expelled from the sect, and the cultivation base will be abolished. "I Lei said solemnly.

"Yes, Sect Master." Zhuo Bufan nodded obediently.

"Yi Tao, you take him out first, introduce him to our sect, and arrange a residence by the way." Yi Lei waved his hand.

"Let's go, silly cow." Yi Tao blinked at Zhuo Bufan.

The two left the hall, Yi Tao put her hands behind her, fingers hooked together, Zhuo Bufan was half a step behind, walking behind her, sweeping his eyes around, pretending to be a novelty, and looking at the entire Fei Liuzong.

Fei Nizong has 2,000 disciples in the Primordial Universe, belonging to a small sect. Like Yi Lei, as the suzerain, he is only in the middle realm of the realm master. The five elders barely entered the realm of the realm and practiced for a long time. Over the years, relying on various treasures to increase the realm forcibly, there will be no high achievements in the future.

Fei Liuzong and Fei Nizong belong to the same small sect. It was originally Niliu sect. Later, due to changes, the sect was divided into two. Although they are both in the "Fog Star" boundary, they do not usually communicate with each other, and they are secretly excited. Fighting is also very powerful.

"Silly cow, you will live here in the future. There are a lot of vacant rooms here. You can choose one at random." Yi Tao led Zhuo Bufan into the Houshan courtyard.

Ordinary disciples generally live here, which is also the place with the largest number of people. For example, the direct disciples and true disciples of the elders live in other places, and the environment and rooms are much larger than ordinary disciples.

"Thank you Senior Sister." Zhuo Bufan said.

"And this piece is the Zongmen token, which can prove your identity. You have just started, and you don’t have a master to teach you. You can go to the Wuxue Pavilion and choose a martial arts." Yi Tao took out a wooden sign and handed it to him, "Yes. Now, if you are in Fei Nizong, who dares to bully you, remember to tell me."

After all, Yi Tao bounced and left. Zhuo Bufan chose a courtyard to live in at will. Since he wants to go out and practice, he naturally has to calm down and regard himself as a juvenile general.

After a few days, Zhuo Bufan also got to know a few disciples of Fei Nizong, but someone asked about his background, Zhuo Bufan casually arranged that he was just a casual cultivator, without any background, and several disciples who liked to walk on weekdays. Not coming to his house, there is only one boy named'Chen Ping' who often comes to him for drinks and chats.

On this day, Zhuo Bufan came to the Wuxue Pavilion alone. The one guarding Wuxue Pavilion was an old man with silver hair and sweeping the floor. His aura was extremely restrained. However, under the observation of Zhuo Bufan’s powerful mind, he found that the old man was actually a realm master late stage. A master of the environment, just deliberately pretending to be an old guard at the hospital.

It should be the Taishang elder of Fei Nizong, Wuxue Pavilion is the most important place of a sect, and naturally needs master guard.

There is no level in the martial arts pavilion. Anyone can choose a martial arts practice that suits them. There are low, intermediate, and high levels, but the strength and understanding are insufficient. Even if you choose a higher martial arts, you can’t even enter the threshold. Naturally useless.

"These martial arts are too low...too rough...not even a life-and-death-level martial arts? Sure enough, the background of Xiaozongmen is too thin." Zhuo Bufan shook his head as he saw it, and then walked to a shelf. Stopped, took out a yellowed martial arts classics from the inside, the cover was damaged, and the words "Seven Nights Crazy Sword" were faintly written.

Looking through the martial arts classics, this is the only life-and-death sword technique in the entire martial arts pavilion!

"It's still a fragment. There are seven styles of swordsmanship. Now only the first style of swordsmanship is left?" Zhuo Bufan looked at.

It is also mentioned above that the practitioner who created this sword technique is called the "Yaemon Sword God". It is rumored that after his wife was killed by the enemy, he went crazy. It took seven days and seven nights to create a set of "Seven Nights Swordsman". He avenged the world, and the book recorded that when the opponent created the sword art, he was just an ordinary world emperor. The so-called vertical and horizontal world is probably in a certain country, a certain planet.

"Very murderous, and worthy of a crazy word." Zhuo Bufan nodded slightly.

With his current knowledge, vision, and experience, reading this book of sword techniques, if a mathematics professor looks at elementary school students’ Mathematical Mathematical questions, he can clearly see its essence and principles.

"Creating sword techniques with emotions and creating sword moves with me. They are similar to each other. Other martial arts are fundamentally inadequate. Just choose this one." Zhuo Bufan took out the sect token and directly printed this set of swords. law.

Walking out of the Wuxue Pavilion, the old man guarding the Wuxue Pavilion, holding a broom, was cleaning the dead leaves on the ground, without any vitality aura on his body, if it weren't for Zhuo Bufan's powerful spirit, it would be difficult to find his true identity.

"Boy, have you rubbed the'Seven Nights Crazy Sword'?" The old man raised his head, his eyes sternly, and looked at Zhuo Bufan.