About the fact that I only have one move to clear the customs

These two little guys are very good seedlings.

The dawning future is full of hope again.

Thinking of this, Chen Moyan stroked the rusty long sword on his lap, feeling melancholy in his heart.

The old man, your true master, has finally appeared.

If he can really succeed, the opportunity to completely eradicate the ghost race for thousands of years will not be far away.

Thinking of this, Chen Moyan smiled and continued to meditate.

……

For five consecutive days, Ning Fan and Jiang Yueli practiced swordsmanship on the roof of the Lixiao Guild day and night, to the point where they even forgot to eat or sleep.

And the effect of such practice is also very obvious.

Jiang Yueli's mysterious and fierce aura above the long sword became more and more intense. Every time he swung the long sword, he could always hear the humming sound of the sword.

Ning Fan, on the other hand, significantly increased the speed of drawing his sword. It used to take [-] seconds for him to draw his sword, but now it only takes [-] seconds.

Don't look at it's just a tenth of a second faster, the buff in the battle is very terrifying.

And if he continues to practice like this, Ning Fan is confident that he will be able to speed up to less than [-] seconds.

It is impossible to draw a sword in milliseconds like Chen Moyan's predecessor, without practicing for 20 years.

Of course, with the blessing of Jing Hong Kua Gap, it is not difficult for Ning Fan to achieve such a speed of drawing his sword.

After these few days of practice, Ning Fan also deeply felt the breadth and depth of kendo. Just a simple movement of drawing a sword is enough for one person to practice.

The closer the place is to you, the farther the journey will be. The simplest sword technique requires the most arduous practice.

"Ding!"

A new message suddenly popped up on the panel.

Ning Fan stopped what he was doing and clicked on the new message on the panel.

is a new task:

【Investigation】Task:

Preliminary summary: In the northwest of the Lixiao Guild, Lixiao is affiliated with the first family. There have been many inexplicable deaths in the Li family recently, and there has been no trace of the perpetrator. The Li family is panicking at the moment.

The three deacons Ning Fan, Jiang Yueli, and Wang Chao are invited to investigate.

Mission Rating: b+

Experience points: five thousand.

Honor value: two thousand.

Dawn Guild.September 18th of the new century.

Good guy, Northwest, this is supposed to be going to the Temple of Stars in the northwest to participate in the Tanshan Discussion of Swords, just happened to be on the way.

The previous task of going to Mingjian Villa was also calculated that Ning Fan and the two would go to the Southern Hundred Thousand Mountains.

This is a clear arrangement of several people.

"Is there a new mission?" Chen Moyan said leisurely.

Ning Fan nodded and said:

"Yes, I have only practiced with my senior for a few days, and I have to go out to perform tasks again."

Chen Moyan opened his eyes and said with a smile:

"During the battle, you can comprehend faster, go."

Jiang Yueli also received the task list from Fei Ge, and immediately came to Chen Moyan with Ning Fan, bowed and said:

"Grandpa, take care of yourself."

Chen Moyan looked at the two, waved his hands and said:

"Go quickly, don't disturb the old man Qingxiu...the next time you come back, if you don't make any progress in your swordsmanship, don't come looking for me."

Ning Fan laughed and said:

"Senior, don't worry, we must practice more."

"En." Chen Moyan nodded slightly, then looked at Ning Fan and said:

"This sword, you take it away."

As he spoke, he picked up the rusty long sword on his knee with one hand and threw it at Ning Fan.

Ning Fan took the long sword, frowned and said:

"This is senior's saber, I can't take it, and there is an eye with a wheel on it, wouldn't you let me go back to the mountain? I'm afraid it would be more appropriate to put it in your hand."

"Take it, it was destined to belong to you." Chen Moyan raised the corner of his mouth.

Ning Fan frowned, originally destined to belong to me, what is this saying?

Just as he was thinking, the long sword in his hand began to change!

The rust on its body was sparsely peeled off, revealing the original blood-red blade.

The blood-red eyes on the hilt of the sword also slowly opened, looking at Ning Fan curiously, and a familiar feeling came from the sword.

It was as if Ning Fan had known him before and had been good friends for many years.

Ning Fan became more and more confused, but now is obviously not a good time to ask the truth, and senior Chen Moyan has closed his eyes, and doesn't want to talk to the two of them anymore.

"Farewell, senior!" Ning Fan bowed deeply.

Chen Moyan had no relatives or reasons with him, but he took the initiative to teach him how to practice swordsmanship, and even gave him the saber that had been with him for many years.

No matter what mystery or arrangement there is, at this moment, Ning Fan is full of gratitude, and Chen Moyan is worthy of his worship.

"Don't ask, I don't want to take you as an apprentice, not now, nor in the future." Chen Moyan said leisurely suddenly.

Ning Fan secretly wondered why he didn't want to accept me as his apprentice?

But since he said so, Ning Fan didn't want to bow again, but bowed his hands respectfully.

"Are you willing to worship me as a teacher?" Chen Moyan opened his eyes and looked at Jiang Yueli.

"But I already have a master, the Flower God is my master, this..." Jiang Yueli said softly.

Ning Fan frowned, and said to Jiang Yueli via voice transmission:

"The flower god teaches you how to practice, and the senior sword master teaches you swordsmanship. There is no conflict."

Jiang Yueli shook her head, cupped her fists to Chen Moyan and apologized:

"Sorry, Grandpa, I already have a master, and I will only worship one master in my life."

"Hahahaha..." Chen Moyan laughed loudly, his eyes were not lost, but filled with relief and joy, he waved his hands and said:

"Go, go, any time you two return to the Daybreak Guild, you can come here to find me to practice swordsmanship, provided that the old man is still alive."

Ning Fan and Jiang Yueli looked at each other, then turned to Chen Moyan and said:

"Thank you senior!"

Opening the wooden door and returning to the dark stairs, Ning Fan couldn't help asking a question that had troubled him for many days.

"Senior Juggernaut, it seems he can't get up, his legs..."

Jiang Yueli sighed softly and said:

"Yes, his legs can no longer move. He can only guard the roof of the Daybreak Guild. At the end of his life, he will continue to play the remaining heat for the Daybreak Guild."

"Isn't he invincible? Why can't he move his legs? Who can hurt him so badly?" Ning Fan was puzzled.

Jiang Yueli shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I don't know either. I heard from Master that Grandpa Juggernaut went out once, and when he came back, his legs were useless. From then on, he could only sit and his strength was greatly reduced. But even so, Grandpa Juggernaut on the roof of the Daybreak Guild is theoretically invincible."

"Why do you say that?" Ning Fan raised his eyebrows.

Jiang Yueli smiled and said:

"Because he has already completely integrated his body into the Tower of Daybreak, the entire headquarters of the Daybreak Guild is his body and his weapon, including the formation of the Daybreak Guild, which is also under his control. Work on his mind."

It turned out that there was such a relationship, Ning Fan was secretly startled.

"So, as long as Grandpa Juggernaut is still around, the Daybreak Guild will be impenetrable!" Jiang Yueli said proudly.