Chapter 127: The Third Floor of the Sword Pavilion, Meng Fan's Magic Sword

"Magic sword? You already have your own flying sword, why do you need the magic sword?" Mr. Lin glanced at Meng Fan.

Meng Fan was a little confused. He was practicing his natal flying sword. It was not surprising that Mr. Lin knew about this. After all, the Hong Qi Sword made a lot of noise last night.

But what is Mr. Lin angry about?

Although Meng Fan was not extremely smart, he definitely could not be called stupid.

Soon, he reacted.

Mr. Lin must be the same as Hong Qi, feeling that the Hong Qi Sword is not worthy of being his natal flying sword.

Meng Fan gave a wry smile and explained helplessly: "Master, my disciple's decision to cultivate the Hongqi Sword into a flying sword was not a random thought, but his own idea."

"Master, please rest assured that this disciple's natal flying sword will definitely not disappoint the master in the future!"

Mr. Lin was not really angry. Hearing what Meng Fan said, he calmed down a lot.

If Ronaldinho had said this, he would definitely have dismissed it.

But when these words came from Meng Fan's mouth, they carried a different weight with Mr. Lin.

There is no way, Meng Fan is too good.

So far, he has never let Mr. Lin down once.

Mr. Lin shook his head and said: "You can make your own decisions about your own affairs. Why are you talking to me so much?"

Meng Fan smiled and said: "Disciple knows that master cares about me, so naturally I can't let master worry!"

"You kid, this mouth is even more powerful than your sword." Mr. Lin looked helpless.

"Master taught me well." Meng Fan looked humble.

"fart!"

When did I teach you these sweet words?

After a while, Meng Fan saw that Mr. Lin was probably no longer angry, and then asked tentatively: "Master, what about this magical sword..."

Mr. Lin rolled his eyes. This guy's face is really thicker than the city wall!

But he had really prepared Meng Fan's magic sword a long time ago.

"You kid, forget it, come with me!" Mr. Lin smiled bitterly, then got up and took Meng Fan to the third floor of the sword pavilion.

The second floor of the Sword Pavilion is still dominated by spiritual swords, with only a few magic swords.

Most of the magic swords are on the third floor of the sword pavilion.

Soon, Meng Fan followed Mr. Lin to the third floor of the Sword Pavilion and looked at the dazzling array of swords, most of which were magic swords.

"Under normal circumstances, with your first entry into the Tianyuan realm and your newly formed spiritual consciousness, you will not be able to defeat the magic sword.

Magic Sword, as the name suggests, is a magic weapon-level long sword, and the sword spirits inside are extremely terrifying beings.

If a monk in the Tianyuan realm is so bold as to surrender the magic sword, he will inevitably be counterattacked by the sword spirit of the magic sword, become obsessed with it, or even die! "

Mr. Lin started to "suppress" Meng Fan as usual.

Meng Fan smiled and didn't take it seriously at all.

Although he is only in the Tianyuan realm, he does not have the ability to surrender the magic sword.

But he doesn't feel weak at all!

What's more, he doesn't have to surrender the magic sword himself.

"Master, I understand that I will never touch the magic sword privately without your assistance." Meng Fan said very obediently.

Mr. Lin nodded, and then continued: "A normal magic sword, even with my help, you can't surrender. Because I can suppress the sword spirit of the magic sword for a while, but I can't suppress it for a lifetime. It will always find an opportunity. It’ll bite you back!”

"What should we do?" Meng Fan frowned slightly.

In this case, he couldn't think of any solution and could only ask Mr. Lin.

"It's very simple. I just need to find an abnormal magic sword for you!" Mr. Lin said casually.

Meng Fan was a little confused.

Abnormal magic sword?

This was different from what he had imagined before.

However, I am quite curious!

Mr. Lin turned his back to Meng Fan and walked towards the rows of wooden frames on the third floor of the sword pavilion.

After a while, Mr. Lin took down a long sword from the wooden stand.

The dark scabbard is extremely deep.

The hilt of the sword is slightly red, and the sword grid has sharp edges and corners, making it look sharp at first glance.

"Master, what's wrong with this magical sword?" Meng Fan asked curiously before Mr. Lin walked in front of Meng Fan.

Elder Lin held the long sword and slowly walked up to Meng Fan.

He said with a complicated expression: "The abnormal thing about this magic sword is that it has no sword spirit!"

No sword spirit?

Meng Fan's eyes suddenly narrowed and he was a little surprised.

Spiritual swords all have sword spirits. How come higher-level magic swords don’t have sword spirits?

Elder Lin could naturally see Meng Fan's doubts, and he took the initiative to explain: "This sword is called Red Sheep. It once had a sword spirit. Unfortunately, in an accident, the sword spirit died!"

Meng Fan was suddenly stunned.

The sword spirit falls?

This sounds really surprising.

However, if you think about it carefully, it is not impossible to understand. The sword spirit is also a kind of living being. No living being is immortal and may be killed.

Meng Fan frowned and said hesitantly: "Master, since the sword spirit has fallen, this sword will definitely be affected and lose a lot of power, right?"

It sounds like this is a defective product?

Meng Fan suddenly lost a lot of interest in this red sheep sword.

Magic swords are powerful, but how strong can a defective magic sword be?

Mr. Lin shook his head, touched the Red Sheep Sword with his fingers, and then said: "You are wrong. This Red Sheep Sword was previously subjected to a terrifying mental attack, so the sword spirit fell, but the Red Sheep Sword fell. The sheep sword itself was not affected at all!

However, the fall of the sword spirit did have some impact on the Red Sheep Sword, but the impact was less than one in ten.

Therefore, this Red Sheep Sword still retains nine-tenths of its power. It is also a coincidence. In fact, this situation is extremely rare! "

Hearing Elder Lin's words, Meng Fan's eyes suddenly lit up.

This kind of magical sword was created specifically for monks in the Tianyuan realm!

"In the entire sword pavilion, there are only four magic swords without sword spirits. The sword spirits fell due to various reasons. And this red sheep sword is the best preserved among them, and it is also the most powerful one!"

Meng Fan was instantly convinced.

Only the "hands-on" in the sword pavilion like Mr. Wang can hope to get this kind of sword.

"Thank you, Master!" Meng Fan quickly thanked Mr. Lin.

He felt that this Red Sheep Sword was simply made for him, and of course he couldn't miss it.

Then Meng Fan raised his hands towards Mr. Lin, preparing to receive the sword.

Elder Lin did not immediately hand over the Red Sheep Sword to Meng Fan. He gently stroked the Red Sheep Sword, his face was extremely complicated, and his eyes were full of sorrow.

Meng Fan felt a little surprised. It seemed that this red sheep sword had some special meaning for the master. Otherwise, the master would not have such an expression.

In fact, this is indeed the case.

After a while.

"Disciple, do you know who the previous owner of this Red Sheep Sword was?" Elder Lin asked while stroking the Red Sheep Sword and looking up at Meng Fan.