Sword Domain Forbidden Land.

The ground was scorched earth, as if it had been burned by flames.

Lin Fan walked on the scorched earth like this, and gradually revealed a place like a city gate in front of him.

This is where Lin Fan practiced the life-long flying sword and met the sword spirit.

Lin Fan took a breath slowly and strode towards the ruined city.

This place is the only place where Lin Fan can come up with a quick improvement in his strength.

When the sword spirit told himself that after he reached the Immortal Realm and came here again, he would know everything about Shushan suddenly disappeared.

Lin Fan didn’t know whether he could get a way to improve his strength during this trip, but he had to give it a try!

Soon, Lin Fan came to the entrance of the city, with the huge city gate. He stretched out his hand and pushed the cold city gate open with force.

A creaking sound.

The city gate slowly opened and Lin Fan walked into it.

"You're here?"

Suddenly, a voice sounded, and Lin Fan followed the direction of the sound and looked up. This person was the middle-aged swordsman that Lin Fan met when he came to the city last time.

The middle-aged swordsman was carrying a long sword and looked at Lin Fan with cold eyes.

"Senior." Lin Fan raised his hand and bowed respectfully, saying, "Senior Lin Fan, have seen Senior."

The middle-aged swordsman did not show the hostility he had when he first met, but instead said to Lin Fan curiously: "I think you have not broken through to the realm of Xiexian, right?"

"You know..." Lin Fan was stunned for a while and said, "Do you know what I talked to Jian Ling?"

"What do you think?" The middle-aged swordsman arrived in front of Lin Fan in an instant.

Lin Fan couldn't react at all. He instantly felt that this person's strength was probably not just the real person realm he had estimated at that time.

When I first entered here, I was only in the first-class Taoist priest realm.

Lin Fan looked at the middle-aged man in front of him vigilantly.

The middle-aged man said lightly: "Don't be so vigilant to me. Since you are the descendant of Shushan, I will not hurt you. Come here again after you reach the Immortal Realm."

After saying that, the middle-aged man turned around and was about to leave.

Lin Fan hurriedly bowed and said, "Senior, I'm here this time. I want to ask you if there is any way to quickly improve your strength in Shushan."

The middle-aged man turned around, with confusion in his eyes: "Quickly improve his strength? Last time I met you, you were only a first-class Taoist priest, right? In just a short time, you have reached the fourth-class realm. Are you not satisfied with this cultivation speed? Do you want to be faster?"

"Yeah." Lin Fan nodded.

The middle-aged man's face was even colder: "Junior, in Shushan sword-controlling techniques, there are indeed ways to quickly improve your strength, but that is just to boost your seedlings and encourage growth, and the gain is not worth the loss. If you use those methods to improve your strength, you may not be able to break through to the Immortal Realm in this life."

Hearing this, Lin Fan was a little stunned, nodded, and said, "I understand."

"However, there is no wrong way, but there is still a very hard way." The middle-aged man said lightly: "I wonder if you are interested."

When Lin Fan heard this, he nodded quickly: "Of course I'm interested."

"Come with me." The middle-aged man breathed a deep breath, then looked at the direction of the palace where the sword spirit existed before, and said slowly: "Even if I am the last favor to Shushan Sword Sect."

After saying that, he left with his hands behind his back.

Lin Fan hurriedly followed.

The middle-aged man took Lin Fan directly out of the city, walked about ten kilometers northward, and came to a small hill.

On this mountain, there are dense trees and a path made of bluestone slabs. The two of them follow the path up the mountain.

I soon arrived at the top of the mountain, but on the top of the mountain was a dilapidated courtyard.

The walls of the courtyard are made of bluestone, and the doors are just a piece of wood.

Lin Fan followed behind and walked into the courtyard.

There is only one thatched hut in the small courtyard, and there are also a lot of firewood in the yard.

"Can you use a sword?" The middle-aged man looked Lin Fan up and down.

Lin Fan nodded: "Yes."

"Let's have fun and I'll take a look." The middle-aged man said.

"Yes." Lin Fan knew that the middle-aged man in front of him was a master, and a Qingyun Sword appeared in the palm of his hand.

He waved the Qingyun Sword and waved all the sword skills he had practiced in front of the middle-aged man.

After reading it, the middle-aged man frowned.

After Lin Fan collected the sword, he asked, "Please give me some advice."

"Your swordsmanship is a mess and I can't tell you." The middle-aged man pointed at the axe in the courtyard and hatchet: "Go and chop some firewood."

"Splitting firewood?" Lin Fan was stunned.

The middle-aged man said: "Don't you want to quickly improve your strength? Don't ask too much, just do as you do."

"Yes." Lin Fan was half-believing and half-doubted, but when he thought about it carefully, this middle-aged man is extremely powerful, so there is no need to make things difficult for him, right?

Just as Lin Fan was about to step forward to pick up the axe, suddenly, the middle-aged man pointed at Lin Fan with a point of advice.

A ray of light instantly entered Lin Fan's body.

After this light entered Lin Fan's body, Lin Fan suddenly felt that all the magic power in his body had been sealed.

Even the demonic aura in the dragon's heart!

"Senior, you are this." Lin Fan hurriedly looked at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man said lightly: "Your swordsmanship is chaotic. You start from scratch without using magic power. You bring back a twenty-meter-long tree every day and cut the big tree into the shape of these firewood."

After saying that, he turned around and walked into the thatched hut.

Lin Fan couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. Without magic power, just bringing back a twenty-meter-long tree is a problem, and he also had to chop such a big tree into neat shapes in the courtyard.

At this time, a middle-aged man's voice came from the thatched hut: "If you are stumped, you can give up now, and I will help you lift the restrictions on your body. However, your determination cannot become a true top expert."

Listening to the middle-aged man's words, Lin Fan stood in the courtyard and took a breath slowly. He thought about his master's death and wanted to avenge the demons.

"Who do you look down on?" Lin Fan shouted loudly: "Isn't it just a tree, look at it."

"Start from the foot of the mountain." The voice of the middle-aged man came from inside.

Lin Fan picked up the hatchet, axe, and a rope, turned around and walked out of the courtyard.

Among the woods, there are big trees, dense.

Lin Fan came to the foot of the mountain and looked up the mountain again. There were dense trees with headaches.

But then, he took a deep breath, took the axe in his hand, and chopped up a big tree.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The axe fell on the tree, and the dull sound spread throughout the woods.

Cutting a tree is not as easy as imagined. If it is blessed by magic power, Lin Fan can easily cut off the tree.

But without magic power, Lin Fan spent nearly ten minutes cutting off the tree.
Chapter completed!