My WeChat Lian Yaojie

Chapter 1302 Three Bright Ways
The kung fu of chatting.

The old village chief returned excitedly.

"Haha, young man, you are right! Everyone in our village is extremely talented."

The villagers are also quite excited.

Only the word "three aunt" is relatively indifferent.

She said softly: "What's the use of being outstanding? Which of us didn't realize the sense of energy in ten years? Is this what it looks like?"

A wave of cold water came down.

It chilled everyone's heart and made their hearts fly.

The scene was silent for a while.

suddenly.

Xiao Shulan said slowly: "Grandpa, why don't you hand over the Jue to my little brother and let him try to practice?"

"It's only been a year since he practiced, and his talent is quite high."

"is it?"

The old village head was dubious.

Hold the beads in hand.

"Come and try."

Ye Fan hesitated a little.

"I'll forget it. This bead is like a weighing scale. It has an upper limit. I don't think it can measure my talent."

He considers himself a genius.

At worst, it has to be one in a million.

Otherwise, why would the Bull Demon King take a fancy to him?

If the talent is poor, I'm sorry for my awesome previous life.

Moreover, he is still a body of chaos, possessing the power of the five elements, which one will not crush ten thousand people.

Using such a simple bead to measure talent is a bit of a shame.

The old village chief doesn't listen to so much, no matter what.

Pulling Ye Fan's hand forced out a drop of blood.

"It hurts, it hurts! You old man, you can't do it lightly or hard."

Suddenly.

The beads start to sparkle.

Red orange yellow green blue blue purple flashing back and forth.

And it's getting brighter.

"Is his talent really beyond the upper limit?"

"Clap!"

next second.

The beads cracked inch by inch and turned into scum.

Silent.

Horror was written on everyone's face.

Ye Fan looked lonely and indifferent as a master.

"Let me just say, it can't stand my talent."

The old village chief was stunned for a moment, then grinned.

"My beads! Why are you paying me for my beads?"

"Old man, you touch porcelain. You broke it yourself. Besides, such a broken thing will break if it breaks."

"Fart! I've been coiling this bead for more than 50 years, how could it be easily broken? It's all covered with pulp."

"I said, why does it smell like a toilet? It doesn't matter if it's broken, other people's noses will be clean."

Seeing that the two had quarreled, their swords were on the verge of breaking out.

Xiao Shulan hurriedly said: "Grandpa Village Chief, have you considered what I said?"

Immediately, the old village head shifted his eyes and began to look at Ye Fan carefully.

"How did you get this injury?"

"Why should I tell you?" Ye Fan said arrogantly.

"you……"

Xiao Shulan took Ye Fan's arm: "Little brother, just tell us, it's very important."

"Of course I told you if you asked!"

Ye Fan smiled meanly: "Yesterday, when I entered the Heavenly Sword Sect alone, I was ambushed by Shi Chunnan, that despicable bastard."

The crowd was stunned.

"Aren't you dead in the Heavenly Sword Sect alone? Are you kidding me?"

"If you don't believe me, you bunch of ignorant people don't even know how strong I am!"

The old village chief remained silent.

He asked this question just to confirm the relationship between Ye Fan and Tianjianzong.

If he could scold Shi Nanchun as a dog with his mouth open, he would naturally have enmity with Tianjianzong.

That being the case, then you can be their ally.

Moreover, he has outstanding talent, maybe he can really turn the tide, practice the blood sword art, and pull out the blood sword.

The old village head nodded silently, and said loudly: "Young man, have you been in Xueyu Village for a few hours? How do you feel?"

Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, and said realistically: "Except for you, Lao Deng, everyone else is good. They are simple and kind, and they treat me warmly."

The old village head gave him a hard look, stroked his beard and said in a low voice, "In this case, how about we make a deal?"

"What deal?"

"I can teach you the Blood Sword Art and give you a chance to draw the Blood Sword."

"But you must join the Blood Sword Sect and become our disciple."

"Also, even if you take [-] steps back, if you haven't pulled out the blood sword, you have to guard the blood sword for the rest of your life, how about it?"

The old village head stared at Ye Fan solemnly.

I want to see something from this young man's face.

But he was disappointed, Ye Fan's face was as calm as a lake.

What does it mean?
Want to bribe Lao Tzu?

But why don't you come up with something practical.

No matter how awesome the Blood Sword Art is, it is nothing more than a mortal swordsmanship.

Could it be as powerful as Laozi's Canghe swordsmanship?
Ye Fan shook his head hastily: "No! You're just an amateur, and it's impossible for me to serve you for free."

"You... We saved your life anyway, why don't you know how to repay your kindness?"

"No, Xiao Shulan saved me, it has nothing to do with you!"

"Shu Lan also belongs to our Blood Rain Village."

"It's worth it! I really can't stand you, I'll give you three ways."

Ye Fan stretched out three fingers.

"First, I don't want to practice your Blood Sword Art. It is useless to me."

"Secondly, it takes you more than ten years to realize the sense of qi, which is obviously abnormal. I can help you find the correct method."

"Third, I can pull out the blood sword and take you out of the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Sword Sect and return to the Blood Sword Sect."

"This is all I can do. If it is not easy, I will not repay this kindness."

The crowd was silent again.

All eyes were on the old village chief.

Everything has to wait for him to make a decision.

Everything Ye Fan said was full of temptation to them.

The old village chief was a little puzzled: "Why should I trust you?"

"Don't you know if you try it?"

Ye Fan turned his gaze to Xiao Shulan.

"Little sister, do you trust me? Practice according to my method, can you?"

"Okay, I believe you."

Immediately, she sat down on the floor.

Silently started the Blood Sword Art.

"Open your mind, let me see your running route."

"This……"

People around you don't feel right.

"Old village chief, if you let him know the operation route, wouldn't the blood sword be exposed?"

The old village chief shook his head: "It's not necessary to suspect people, but it's not necessary to employ people."

then.

Ye Fan felt it twice, and the more he felt it, the more something was wrong.

He frowned.

"Shulan, are you sure your cultivation method is correct?"

"That's right, I practiced according to the sword formula, there will be no mistakes."

"There is a problem with your sword tactics."

Ye Fan continued: "No wonder your cultivation speed is like a turtle's speed, and the cultivation method is completely reversed."

"To tell you the truth, it's really because of your talent that you can realize the sense of qi. Not to mention the opposite, it's fate if you don't go crazy."

The crowd was startled again.

Ye Fan's arrival today really surprised them too much.

Decades of things were overthrown by him.

Speaking of it, everyone didn't believe it in their hearts.

Only the old village chief was lost in thought, not knowing what he was thinking.

Ye Fan spread his hands: "If you believe me, you can show me the sword formula, and I will help you modify it to be correct. If you don't believe it, forget it, and pretend I didn't say it."

(End of this chapter)