Chapter 429: Brother Lingdian

The fourth and twentieth chapters: Brother Lingdian

Xiao Fan was not happy to comprehend the fourth epee force, but he touched a new realm-meaning!

Meaning, illusory, more elusive than momentum, and harder to comprehend.

The sword has the intent of the sword, the sword has the intent of the sword, the fist has the intent of the fist, and the wind has the intent of the wind.

Xiao Fan's soul power enveloped the four directions, quietly comprehending the change of the fourth position, that huge sword energy vortex slowly disappeared, moving with Xiao Fan's thoughts.

In Xiao Fan's soul sea, the ghost battle soul surging, slowly transformed into the form of a sword, it was a black sword shadow, the black sword shadow was extremely fierce, exuding an aura of destruction.

"Is this the meaning? It is really elusive. I can only be regarded as touching the edge of the mind, not really comprehending the first meaning, but this power is comparable to the death of heaven and earth and the ruthless blow." Xiao Fan's heart was extremely unstable.

The heart moved at will, and the change of the ghost war soul made Xiao Fan's heart more excited. The other war souls were only in fixed forms, and the ghost war souls could be transformed, which was incredible.

The mind turned again, and the ghost war soul returned to its original state once again, turning into a void and shadow.

"The ghost of the seventh rank is so powerful, what if it breaks through the eighth rank?" Xiao Fan thought to himself, and then a bitter smile appeared on his face.

It is only a depression in the soul that allows the ghost war soul to break through the seventh rank. It is naturally difficult to break through the eighth rank.

"Although you can't do it now, it doesn't mean you can't do it in the future." Xiao Fan's eyes became very firm again.

Cultivation is a gradual process. As the strength becomes stronger, more and more resources will be obtained. Similarly, ghost war spirits can also evolve slowly.

After a while, Xiao Fan converged his mind, the powerful intention of destruction suddenly disappeared, and the entire valley returned to calm.

The monks who were closer together breathed a sigh of relief. Just now they felt tingling all over, as if they were being put on their necks with a sword, and a chill rose from their backs.

Many monks thought they had had a long dream, but when they came back to their senses, they found that they were already sweating.

"Congratulations, son." Yingfeng congratulated him sincerely.

"Congratulations to Brother Xiao." Bai Yu, Baili Kuangfeng and Chen Feng also handed their hands in congratulations. Seeing Yingfeng calling Xiao Fan the son, the last bit of unhappiness in their hearts disappeared completely.

They are very aware of the gap between themselves and Xiao Fan. Even if they want to fight against Xiao Fan, they are not qualified at all. Moreover, Xiao Fan does not bother to fight against them.

"Yingfeng, you understand right here. Although it is called Wujianya here, you can understand not only the sword power, but also the sword power." Xiao Fan looked at several people.

"The son is leaving?" Yingfeng looked at Xiao Fan in surprise.

"It's no longer of any use to me. Don't worry, Xiao Ming is with you. Whoever dares to move you will be destroyed." Xiao Fan said with a smile.

Speaking of the last sentence, the voice rose a little in vain.

The surrounding monks couldn't help but shudder, and they didn't dare to look directly at Xiao Fan. They had seen Xiao Fan's fierceness, and even the people on the ranking list dared to kill them.

"Congratulations Brother Xiao!" In the distance, several figures flashed again, and they saw Zheng Rulong, Zhu Ling, and Xiao Li flying out, behind them, followed by a large number of spiritual temple monks.

"Thank you." Xiao Fan gave a slight bow.

This ceremony gave Zheng Rulong and the others a sigh of relief, and Xiao Fan spoke better than they thought.

Immediately, Zheng Rulong glanced at each other, suddenly half kneeling on the ground, and many spiritual temple monks in the back also knelt down.

"Zheng Rulong, what are you doing?" Xiao Fan frowned and said with an anger.

"Everyone in the Spirit Hall, meet the big brother!" Hundreds of monks shouted in unison, their voices resounding like thunder from the sky, resounding through the small valley, and the momentum was so fierce that even the clouds in the sky were shattered.

When the other monks saw this, they all showed horror. How would they think that the people of the Spirit Palace would do this.

They knew very well what Senior Brother Lingdian represented. For so many years in Xuan Gong, apart from Jiang Tianyu who was the senior brother of Xuan Gong more than ten years ago, no one had dared to take the position of Senior Brother.

This big brother is not the big brother of some people, but the big brother of the entire Spirit Hall. In the future, no matter which student in the Spirit Hall sees Xiao Fan, he must respect three points.

Although the elder brother represents status, it also represents pressure. Once someone is dissatisfied, challenges will often occur.

It's like someone called Senior Brother Zheng Rulong before. There were only a few people, but not all of them, but all the cultivators in the Spirit Hall were present.

Moreover, they found strangely that everyone in the Spirit Hall respected Xiao Fan from the bottom of their hearts.

Everyone felt relieved when they thought of Xiao Fan's strength, and understood the four-fold wind power, and now they have realized the four-fold sword power. His opponents have already looked at Dige and Tianfu.

"Big brother?" Xiao Fan showed doubts.

"Yes, from now on, you will be the big brother of our spirit hall. If anyone disagrees with you, you have to ask our fists." Zheng Rulong said powerfully.

The others also showed expectations, as if Xiao Fan were their strong backing.

Xiao Fan glanced at the hundreds of spiritual temple monks who were half-kneeling on the ground. He was surprised to find that these people usually have a gray-headed look, but today, they are glowing, and they feel that they have changed. general.

"If the title of the big brother can make them regain their confidence, then why not do it." Xiao Fan thought to himself, then waved his hand: "Get up, everyone."

After hearing this, everyone burst into laughter and excitedly said, "Thank you, big brother!"

The sound is loud and loud like a bell, and the momentum is extremely powerful. This is the spiritual outlook that my generation of monks should have.

Hum!

Xiao Fan suddenly took out the Shura sword, the sword light trembled, and with a light stroke in the air, a sword gas suddenly spread from under his feet and went straight to Wujian Cliff.

Everyone was shocked, thinking that Xiao Fan was going to destroy Wujian Cliff.

However, Xiao Fan looked at all the monks around him and said, "From today, there is no sword cliff to comprehend. With this sword mark as the boundary, the left belongs to the spiritual palace, and the right belongs to the profound palace. Whoever disagrees can come to the spiritual palace to find I."

Xiao Fan's voice was not loud, but it resounded like a thunder in the void, and the monk nodded in surprise.

The monks in the spiritual temple immediately cheered, and many veteran students were filled with excitement and tears. Usually they come here to understand where their territory is.

The monks in the Profound Palace are used to being arrogant and domineering, as long as they see the monks in the spirit hall, they will be bullied.

As a result, there are very few people in the spiritual temple who can comprehend the power of the triple sword, and the gap between them and the students of the profound palace is getting further and further.

However, after today, Wujian Cliff will also have a place to stay for the spiritual temple monks, and it still occupies half of the place, which makes them unhappy.

Since Xiao Fan has become the senior brother of the Spirit Hall, he naturally wants to do something for them, and this is just the beginning, and this half of the site should also belong to the Spirit Hall.

With Xiao Fan's current prestige, even if he dominates Wujianya, their profound palace monks only dare to be angry but dare not speak, and they should be thankful if they give them half.

"Well, everyone is cultivating well here. If anyone dares to bully you, come to me at any time." Xiao Fan looked at the spiritual temple monk and smiled, leaving a sentence, and then set off.

"Respectfully send to the big brother!" The students in the Lingdian respectfully saluted, and then flew towards Wujian Cliff.

Yingfeng looked at the deep sword marks on the ground, faintly felt a sense of killing, and muttered in his heart: "The distance between me and the son is getting farther and farther. I have stayed here for this period of time. I will break through the battle as soon as possible. Let's talk about Wang Jingfeng."