It was a small Tianbao Pavilion auction that taught Chen Fan a lot of social experience.

Because someone will follow him to rob him, which shows how cruel this world of cultivation is.

A weak person is not worthy of having resources at all. Unless he has the protection of his elders or the support of his family, he is a naked fat sheep in the eyes of others.

Chen Fan is lucky because it has the dual guarantee of Taotie and his own strength, so that he will not be successfully robbed by others.

If it were another rich young man at this time, he would probably have been in a different position.

After packing up his mood, Chen Fan jumped onto the streamer again and flew away.

After about an hour of blocking, Chen Fan picked an unmanned valley and jumped down, and began to study the sword marks on the stone in a hurry.

The black stone looks very ordinary and the material is also ordinary, so it cannot be sold at a good price.

Chen Fan put the time in front of him, sat cross-legged on the ground, staring at the stone with both eyes seriously.

The sword intent on the stone was very sharp, as if it could split the world with one sword, with an indomitable momentum. Chen Fan slowly felt the powerful sword intent with his heart. It seemed that it could cut through Chen Fan's consciousness and slow down his breathing a little.

What a powerful force.

Chen Fan couldn't help but sigh that such a powerful sword intent was condensed on an ordinary stone, but it could not destroy the stone. This control is also beyond ordinary people.

The more I studied it, the more I felt it was very unique. My whole body was like a possession, and my eyes were staring at this stone full of sword intent.

I don’t know how long I watched it, but Chen Fan slowly fell into the state of forgetting both things and me, and he fell into it.

He seemed to have entered a new world and saw a powerful swordsman constantly dancing his sword. Just a sword that remained on a stone could bring imagination to others, which shows his strength.

Chen Fan's eyes stayed on the sword and could not move at all. He saw the rise and fall of life and the natural changes in the sword.

Slowly, Chen Fan also stood up and held his Shanyu Sword with both hands. He slowly made moves one by one, and the sword speed was like an old man playing with a sword. He drew his sword very slowly and solemnly.

But for some reason, the momentum of the surrounding heaven and earth also fluctuated with the fluctuations of his sword technique. Chen Fan's speed of drawing the sword began to speed up, and he was faster than a sword, and then he could not see any trajectory of the sword at all.

Taotie looked at Chen Fan's unpredictable swordsmanship, and a hint of praise appeared in his eyes. He is worthy of being a genius of swordsmanship. Seeing a pearl of the sea can improve his cultivation. How can such a good material and beautiful jade not devote himself to the swordsmanship?

Chen Fan was still waving his sword crazyly in the same place. At this moment, he felt that he was just a sword, no joy or sorrow, fighting for pure battle.

The spiritual energy in the body was also shaking wildly, and the unknown sword moves were heading around like no money. If there were monsters nearby, they would probably have been scared to migrate and run away.

Finally, the figure of the swordsman in Chen Fan's mind disappeared, and that day the new world was shattered. He also returned to the state of Qingming. Looking at everything around him and the mountain rain sword in his hand, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The sword seemed to be closer to him. He felt that the Shanyu Sword was in his hand, just like his arm, very close.

"This kid's progress in swordsmanship can really be described as a thousand miles a day. How long has it been after learning swords? It has reached the middle stage of the integration of human and swords." Taotie muttered to himself.

Many mortal martial arts families have many sword-practice masters. The swordsmanship masters may have practiced for decades before they can enter the early stage of human-sword unity. As for the middle stage, few people can hope to enter.

Once a mortal has entered the state of unity of human and sword, his battle with low-level cultivators will not be so difficult. Although he does not have any fluctuations in spiritual power, the spiritual power between heaven and earth will be attacked by his sword.

As a sword-making genius, Chen Fan had already crossed the mortal's hundred years of sword cultivation in such a short time. Even with the fierce eyes of Taotie traveling all over the heavens and all worlds, he had never seen such a sword-track monster.

Born for the sword!

Chen Fan felt that he had a close relationship with the sword. When he set out, he seemed to be like a sword.

After understanding all this, Chen Fan turned his eyes to the black stone again, and at this time it finally unveiled its mystery.

The sword intent on it had disappeared, and the stone was divided into pieces by the dissipated sword intent. Chen Fan felt it was a pity that if he could do it again in such a state just now, he believed that he could gain more knowledge.

He raised his head and saw a bird passing by in the sky. He picked up the mountain rain sword and waved it casually in front of him. A sword light flew towards the bird, knocking it down directly.

So awesome!

It was obvious that the direction of the sword was not that place, but he could control the position of the sword light in this area. It sounded very mysterious, but he actually did this.

In the future, when facing the enemy, you can use the sword light to sneak attack the enemy like this. Chen Fan thought with a smile in his heart.

Thinking of the sword lights scattered all over the sky, then suddenly rushed towards the enemy directly. It was really hard to defend against. The sword lights from all directions were not that easy to resist.

After using this black stone, Chen Fan saw that it was getting late, so he gave up the idea of ​​continuing to rush.

The bird that was hit by his sword light just now became his dinner tonight. After finishing the supper in a hurry, Chen Fan began to practice sword skills slowly.

The sharp edge of the sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold.

No matter how talented a swordsman is, if he doesn't practice sword skills every day, his sword will not become so sharp.

Talent only allows you to beat others at the starting line, and the process still requires you to keep running yourself, so it is not the most talented person who can laugh to the end, but the final winner must be someone who works hard enough.

Seeing that Chen Fan started practicing after eating, Taotie was still very satisfied with this host. He should be talented and diligent. Such a good seedling will definitely not be low in future achievements.

A bright moon rose from the horizon, and the sound of the young man practicing sword flashing back and forth in the valley, constantly shining.
Chapter completed!