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Chapter 670 Secret martial arts have a spirit, choose the master and serve!

Zhu Yiping left in a hurry.

Only two big men, Yang Fan and Zhu Huanan, were left to sit opposite each other.

"Don't blame the second aunt for not providing too much material help to the three generations of your Yang family."

Zhu Huanan sighed softly: "In fact, for more than thirty years, the second aunt has been paying attention to you silently. The biggest reason why she can stay in Xichu City for more than thirty years is that you are here."

"Protecting the last little bloodline of the Yang family has always been the biggest pillar and hope for her to survive until now."

"Don't look at the second aunt who said it lightly on the surface, she doesn't seem to care about anything. In fact, she has always longed to recognize you in her heart."

"And, she hasn't done nothing over the years."

"When your grandfather was seriously ill, those famous doctors invited from the garrison's office, your Yang family restaurant was not doing well and was about to support it, and suddenly, strange guests who had to come to eat and drink for several days in a row, the spiritual fruit and medicine that your father occasionally picked up when he was stuck at the level 9 martial artist who was unable to break through..."

"Also, you have been in the South China Martial Arts School for three years and can receive the additional training resources every semester, and why your sister Yang Guo was particularly favored by Fan Chengren and accepted her as her disciple, these are all caused by the second aunt's silent guidance and help in secret."

"When it comes to Fan Chengren, that's a real master. Don't underestimate him. When he first came to Xichu City, my second aunt and I realized his extraordinaryness. After several temptations, it was considered that he would not fight or make a deal. His true strength is definitely not inferior to me and my second aunt."

"So, after knowing that Yang Guo actually has a good mental talent, the first thing that Er Gu thought of was Fan Chengren..."

Yang Fan was silent.

Unexpectedly, behind the girl Yang Guo's apprenticeship, Zhu Ergu's contribution was also due to the credit of that girl.

"Second aunt is used to being strong, and she may never tell you these things."

Zhu Huanan said: "But I hope you can know that I don't think that my second aunt saw that your kid's current strength and future potential are good, so I deliberately got close to you and thought that my second aunt was a snobbish person."

Zhu Huananshen glanced at Yang Fan.

Yang Fan is no longer the shame of South China that was unknown a month ago. When he went to the Northwest Guardian, he accepted three of his king-level apprentices alone. He was close to Tian Buqi, Monk Hua, and Mu Tianqing, who came with them.

As the saying goes, he is young and frivolous, and many people gather around him to try to please and flatter him. Zhu Huanan didn't expect Yang Fan to misunderstand Zhu Ergu as such a flattering person.

The descendants of the Zhu family never deliberately curry favor with anyone for the sake of power and interests. They used to be, and now they are.

"I understand." Yang Fan and Zheng Se nodded: "Don't worry, old principal, who is sincerely good to us and who is false, I can tell the difference."

"Oh, by the way." Yang Fan slapped his head and said, "This time I came here. In addition to congratulating the ancestor on his successful advancement and breakthrough, I also wanted to deliver the previous order with the old principal."

Yang Fan took out a thought and took out a stone box about twenty centimeters long and wide from the storage space, and handed it to Zhu Huanan, saying: "There are 70 soul refining pills from the third to seventh grades!"

This is a batch of soul refining pills specially booked by Zhu Huanan for Yang Fan after learning about Yang Fan’s identity as a soul refining master.

Now that the college entrance examination has passed, Yang Fan is about to travel far, so he wants to deliver all the orders he owed before leaving.

Anyway, he has a lot of reserves of soul refining pills now, even if it is ten times more, he can still take them out.

"Oh? So fast!" Zhu Huanan's expression was excited, and he took the stone box with both hands and gently opened it. Seeing that the soul-refining pills were lying in it, he smiled immediately: "Hahaha, it's not bad, I'll send someone to transfer the money to your account!"

Zhu Huanan was very happy and excited. There were so many soul refining pills, but he couldn't buy them on the market. This time, Yang Fan was able to give him so much at once, which was a huge favor.

"Forget the money." Yang Fan shook his head lightly and said, "Just treat it as my filial piety to the two ancestors. If you need it again in the future, even if you speak to me, I may not have any other way, but the Soul Refining Pill is really nothing to me."

Yang Fan is not bragging. Not to mention these ordinary soul refining pills, he now has a lot of legendary imperial-level soul refining golden pills in his hands, so he really doesn't care about these.

"What are you talking about?" Zhu Huanan's face darkened, and he immediately slapped the stone box in his hand on the table: "Do you really think that I, Mr. Zhu, are you eating for nothing?"

Yes, I was misunderstood.

Yang Fan smiled bitterly and quickly explained: "The ancestor of South China misunderstood. I just want to express my filial piety. I definitely have no intention of looking down on the ancestor."

Hearing Yang Fan's name as the ancestor of South China, Zhu Huanan's expression cleared a little, then raised his hand and picked up the stone box and put it away, saying, "Forget it this time, you must know that brothers have to settle the accounts clearly. How can I take advantage of you younger generations as elders?"

"Besides, I have already benefited from being able to buy so many soul refining pills at such a cheap price. If I don't pay, I will not have the face to see someone again in the future? The money I should give cannot be reduced, and I am not allowed to charge it!"

Yang Fan nodded obediently and found that the tempers of these old men and women seemed to be extraordinary, and they all wanted to save face.

brush!

Zhu Ergu returned home, holding a special brocade box that can be isolated from spiritual detection in his hand, appeared next to Yang Fan with a smile, and raised his hand lovingly to Yang Fan and greeted him: "Come on, beloved grandson, see what good things the ancestor brought to you."

As he said that, Zhu Ergu reached out and slowly opened the brocade box in his hand, and a silver light flashed from the brocade box.

It turned out to be a flying knife!

As soon as Yang Fan's spirit moved, the full picture of the flying knife in the box appeared in his spiritual consciousness.

The knife is three inches long and half inch wide, and the whole body is silver-white. It has a double-sided blade, and the knife handle has a hole. There is a kind of soft vine similar to a ribbon in the hole, which can swing with the wind.

When Yang Fan's mental power touched the flying knife's blade, a special talisman seal appeared and appeared on the surface of the knife, which was extraordinary.

"This is……"

Yang Fan's expression shook slightly. This turned out to be a rune weapon, and the level seemed to be not low.

"This is the third spiritual tide outbreak, and I discovered a natural silver martial arts at the bottom of the dry Dongting Lake."

"The rune is gifted by heaven, with extraordinary material, it is said to be indestructible, and it is not exaggerated to be sharp. It can be said to be the most precious weapon in my collection for more than a hundred years."

Zhu Yiping sighed, "It's a pity that it's too short. Whether it's my ancestor or you, the ancestor of South China, are not used to using such short weapons, especially hidden weapons such as flying knives."

"So I kept collecting it and put it aside. Didn't I hear this guy in South China say two days ago that you seem to be very good at using flying knives to kill enemies, so I remember it again!"

"Come on, try it out quickly, whether it works."

Zhu Yiping greeted him enthusiastically, reached out to take out the flying knife from the brocade box, carried the soft vine behind him, and slowly handed it to Yang Fan.

"Thank you, my ancestor."

Yang Fan was very interested in this flying knife, and did not be polite to Zhu Yiping. He took the flying knife directly into his hand. His mental power instantly invaded the flying knife, wanting to refine it for his own power to drive it.

However, when his mental power officially contacted and collided with the knife surface of the flying knife, the runes on the knife surface automatically flashed again, and in an instant, it burst out with dazzling silver lights that suppressed people's eyes.

Zhu Huanan and Zhu Yiping were both shocked. Unexpectedly, this flying knife would have such a magical change after it was in Yang Fan's hands.

When they tried this silver martial arts themselves before, they had never seen it emit such a fierce light.

What did Yang Fan do to it? If it was just mental control, they seemed to have tried it before, but there was no similar situation.

The two looked at each other, then silently stared at Yang Fan and the flying knife in his hand. At this moment, the light on the flying knife became even stronger, and the runes embedded in actually jumped out of the blade and directly invaded Yang Fan's spiritual power along Yang Fan's spiritual sea of ​​consciousness.

Zhu Yiping's expression changed: "What's going on? Yang Fan will not be in any danger, right?"

Originally, she just wanted to give her a handy weapon to her, but Zhu Yiping never thought that the treasure silver martial arts she had collected for more than a hundred years would have such an amazing change.

"This should be a spiritual shock." Zhu Huanan said a little uncertain: "I seemed to have heard the old thing Fan Xiren mentioned once before, saying that when a spiritual mind master with a high level of cultivation refines some special rune secret martial arts, he seems to have the opportunity to induce spiritual shock."

"The secret martial arts have spirits, choose the master and serve! This kind of spiritual shock is actually a test for the secret martial arts to the master when choosing the master. This is a good thing. If Yang Fan can pass it smoothly, the flying knife will completely recognize him as the main and become the best self-defense weapon in his hands!"

Zhu Huanan then realized that the reason why they had not noticed the magic of this flying knife before was that they were all qi and blood warriors, and their mental strength was not enough to trigger the internal recognition procedure of the flying knife.

Now, the appearance of Yang Fan, a level nine spiritual thought master, just triggered the spiritual shock of the runes inside the flying knife.

"Not these matter. I just want to know whether this mental shock is dangerous?"

Zhu Yiping frowned nervously and asked Zhu Huanan with a slightest voice.

Zhu Huanan shrugged: "How could I know about this? That old guy Fan Xiren didn't tell me at the beginning. However, he once said that the secret martial arts that can trigger spiritual shock are a rare opportunity for any spiritual minder."
Chapter completed!
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