The crisis was over, and the caravan members cheered enthusiastically.
They originally thought that this time they were dead!
Unexpectedly, the road turned around and a helper came out halfway.
The person in charge of the caravan was an old man with gray hair. He found Lu Fan and said gratefully, "Thank you for your help, otherwise, our caravan will be in big trouble this time!"
Lu Fan was in a good mood, and returned to his usual demeanor: "It's okay, I think if there are other warriors passing by, as long as they have the ability, they will lend a helping hand!"
"Anyway, our caravan escaped this time thanks to the help of adults!" The person in charge of the caravan smiled and handed over a bag and said, "Please accept it!"
The bag was very small, but as soon as he touched the bag, Lu Fan put it away without delay.
Hard, one piece, not gold coins, but spirit stones, there are at least thirty spirit stones!
Even in the Changtian Gang, he can't get many spirit stones all year round.
After accepting the Lingshi, the smile of the caravan leader became even wider.
"I don't know where your lord is going. If you drop by, our caravan is willing to spare a carriage for your lord..."
Lu Fan waved his hand and refused: "No, I'm in a hurry!"
"Since your lord is in a hurry, why don't you leave after eating in the caravan!"
Lu Fan thought about it, but he didn't refuse.
After driving for three days, he ate almost all the prepared dry food.
The dry food that was delicious early, after eating it for three days in a row, I got tired of it.
As the benefactor of the caravan, accompanied by the person in charge of the caravan, Lu Fan had a pretty good meal.
While eating, the two also chatted.
The old man's name was Xiong Yaozu, and the caravan belonged to the Grizzly Bear Chamber of Commerce, a medium-sized chamber of commerce in Nanyun. Even Lu Fan had heard of it.
They mainly do business in Zifeng County. After learning that Lu Fan is a member of the Changtian Gang, Xiong Yaozu became more enthusiastic about Lu Fan.
When Lu Fan finally left him, his eyes were full of reluctance.
Lu Fan got on his horse, weighed the bag, and nodded in satisfaction.
Those bandits were all poor ghosts, even the master of the True Yuan Realm was no exception, there was nothing in his body that Lu Fan could look up to.
Only the spirit stone sent by the Grizzly Bear Chamber of Commerce made Lu Fan happier.
"Little guy, are you satisfied with just a little spirit stone?"
An old and piercing voice rang in Lu Fan's ear, so frightened that Lu Fan quickly jumped off his horse, drew out the Scarlet Blood Sword, and looked around vigilantly!
"I, Scarlet Blood Sword Sword Spirit!"
Only then did Lu Fan look at the Scarlet Blood Sword in his hand, and asked in disbelief, "Are you the sword spirit of the Scarlet Blood Sword?"
"Why, don't you believe me?"
"I believe it, of course I believe it!" Lu Fan took a deep breath and said, "I just heard from the elders that spirit swords and sword spirits cannot speak!"
"Do you think I am an ordinary spirit sword?"
Lu Fan quickly replied, "No!"
"Okay, I woke up this time to say hello to you, make good use of the red blood sword in your hand, don't get killed halfway!"
"Don't know what to call it yet?"
Chen Hao thought for a while and said, "Just call me Lord Sword Spirit!"
Lord Sword Spirit
Lu Fan didn't think too much about this title, he could be called Father Jian!
"Master Sword Spirit, you said you just woke up?"
"That's right, every time the previous sword master dies, I will fall into a deep sleep. Only after the next sword master appears and the red blood sword is stained with blood, will I wake up again!"
Hearing this, Lu Fan was slightly relieved, that is to say, Lord Sword Spirit in the Scarlet Blood Sword did not know about the matter between him and Elder Jiang.
Although Lu Fan has a thick skin, he doesn't want others to know about the deal between him and Elder Jiang... even if the other party is the sword spirit!
"Strictly speaking, the Scarlet Blood Sword is a magic sword, and killing is its mission!" Chen Hao said slowly, "As long as you perform well, as long as you make me happy, I can teach you some good skills !"
Lu Fan asked cautiously: "Master Sword Spirit, what can you teach me?"
It is impossible for every sword master to see the skill inherited by killing the master.
"Top skills and martial arts, some artistic conception, profound meaning, supernatural powers... I basically know everything that the previous sword masters of the Scarlet Blood Sword have learned!"
Lu Fan held the Scarlet Blood Sword tightly, and his breathing became short of breath.
These things are what he longs for!
But immediately, he was a little puzzled: "Master Sword Spirit, can you also teach artistic conception and profound meaning? These should be learned by individuals!"
"Artistic conception and esoteric meaning, of course, require personal comprehension... But what if I can put you into the memory of the sword masters of the past generations, so that you can personally experience the experience and mood when they comprehended the artistic conception?"
Lu Fan swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
Artistic conception is something mysterious and mysterious. Everyone has different personalities, different experiences, and different perceptions.
Even if the owner of the artistic conception tells the process of his perception of the artistic conception, it will not help other warriors much!
"Master Sword Spirit, have you taught Chen Pengfei the artistic conception of General Chen?"
"Of course, otherwise, how do you think he cultivated his killing sword intent?"
"I see!"
"Now that you've made it clear, I'm going to sleep, there's nothing necessary, don't disturb me!"
Lu Fan asked suspiciously, "Sleeping?"
"Yes, talking to you, I need to consume a lot of energy. The Scarlet Blood Sword needs a huge amount of energy to evolve, and every energy is very precious." Chen Hao warned with a ferocious tone, "Remember, if there is nothing important , you disturb my sleep, I will be very angry, when the time comes, I don't mind changing to a sword master!"
Lu Fan plucked up his courage and asked: "Master Sword Spirit, can you teach me some skills first? I am the sword master of the Scarlet Blood Sword. If I accidentally die, wouldn't I be the one who fell into the Scarlet Blood Sword?" Prestige?"
Hearing Lu Fan's words, Chen Hao in the Scarlet Blood Sword laughed.
Are you concerned that the sword master will fall into the prestige of the Scarlet Blood Sword
of course not!
The death of the sword master made him a little numb!
However, Lu Fan is quite interesting, and Chen Hao also wants to know how far he can go.
"good!"
The Xuan-level low-grade movement method "Wind Chasing Steps" was quickly transmitted to Lu Fan's mind.
Chen Hao has observed that Lu Fan's talent is not bad, his status is good, and his kung fu and swordsmanship barely reached the Xuan level, but his body skills are not good, he is only the top grade of Huang level!
"Chasing the Wind" can just make up for his own shortcomings.
When Lu Fan got "Chasing the Wind", he had a joyful expression on his face.
Judging from the preciousness of martial arts and martial arts, the preciousness of body skills is second only to kung fu.
Fighting with others, body skills are extremely important!
As long as the body is superb, if you can't fight, you can always escape, right
Although he grew up in the Changtian Gang since he was a child and is a direct descendant of the Changtian Gang, "Long River Jue" and "Long River Sword Art" are still hard-won.
(end of this chapter)