Chapter 955

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Ye Fan thinks that he needs to think about it by himself quietly, otherwise he will not know how to start learning when he just walks around.

If he didn't know that Ling's father and son would not cheat him, he would think it was bullshit. How could there be such a "sword score"?

Ling Qingfeng said: "of course, Bai Guang and I will go out first. Mr. Ye can rest assured to watch here. No one will come in today's Tibetan sword Pavilion.".

"Thank you very much for your old age." Ye Fan knows that this is a great trust in him. After all, Tibetan sword Pavilion is the most important place in Shushan.

"Hehe, you are welcome. Mr. Ye is very kind to my Ling family. What's more, he has been searching for an heir for thousands of years.

With Mr. Ye's powerful talent, maybe he can really reproduce this magic Kendo skill in the world, "Ling Qingfeng said with a smile.

Ye Fan wryly laughed, "I'm still in a fog. Let's have a look first. I can't say that I'm more talented than so many of my predecessors. Actually, I'm one of those who spend time practicing hard. Elder Ling, don't be too hopeful.".

"Mr. Ye didn't have to be too modest, we didn't disturb much, so we went out first.".

Ling Qingfeng and Ling Baiguang didn't say much, and turned away from the Tibetan sword Pavilion.

When the room is quiet and calm, he begins to watch these sword marks one by one.

As he looked at it, he felt in his heart what kind of sword path he could carve these marks on.

And what kind of rules and connections do these sword marks have.

But at first glance, there are thousands of sword marks, stretching from the bottom to the seven or eight meter high stone wall. It took YeFan half a day to see all the sword marks.

Unconsciously, it was dark. Fortunately, Ye Fan's eyes could see clearly in the dark, but they were not affected by much.

Moonlight, hit in the middle of the mirror, the mirror began to reflect the moonlight, the surrounding stone wall more and more hazy.

Ye Fan stood for so long, most of the sword marks have been recorded in his mind, but he still did not see anything.

So Ye Fan simply lay down and looked up at the sword marks on the stone wall.

After observing over and over again, Ye Fan suddenly finds that there are several sword marks. It seems that when you look at them lying down like this, they are not the same as when he is standing

Ye Fan frowned and quickly turned over. After finding a sword mark, he stood, squatted, and lay down. After looking at it from different angles, he found that the sword mark was more like rowing when lying down!

Because the lower side of the mark is slightly more worn, which indicates that the angle of the sword is upward.

Under normal circumstances, the sword will not cause such a mark. After all, the height of the warrior is there, and it will not be a dwarf who makes the sword here

The reason why there are such marks is that the sword of imperial sword is not held in hand, but is attacked freely from various angles

Ye Fan's mind suddenly excited! Yes! When you look at these sword marks, you should not look at them from the perspective of human beings, but from the perspective of swords!

Because, in a sense, the traces left by the sword art are not "man-made", but "sword for"!

After understanding this point, Ye Fan began to re-examine each sword mark, imagining that if he was the flying sword that had left these traces

So, what is the track, the way of exerting force, and the change of frequency

In order to have a better view of these sword marks, Ye Fan jumps up and down, and sometimes climbs on the stone wall through some protruding stones.

From the perspective of the power of the sword.

Ye Fan is like a sponge, crazily absorbing the information left by every sword mark in the secret room. How did the legendary Ancient Sword Fairy do all this

Unconsciously, Ye Fan doesn't know how long it took him to sit on the ground and close his eyes. His mind is full of sword marks. The origin of each one is much clearer than before.

"Even if he knows the flight path of the sword, how can he make the sword so easy to control? The connection speed in the middle and the way of flying seem to be different..."

Ye Fan murmured to himself. He thought he understood the sword marks, but he found that the deeper he looked, the more he didn't understand!

"Forget it, anyway, remember it all, go out first." Ye Fan saw that it was late and his stomach was hungry, so he went to the outside of the Tibetan sword Pavilion.

The moon is high and the night breeze is gentle.

Outside the sword Pavilion, there are four Shushan disciples guarding the physical state.

"Mr. Ye is out," a leading doorman saluted respectfully.

Ye Fan nodded, "when did you come? Isn't Ling Changlao saying that no one will come here today."

The disciple was stunned and then said with a smile: "Mr. ye may be too addicted. You have been in it for two days and nights. Today is the night of the third day.".

"What?" Ye Fan surprised, he quickly took out the mobile phone, the phone is almost dead, there is no signal in it.Sure enough! The third day!

Ye Fan couldn't laugh or cry, "Ling Changlao, they are really, don't come to tell me about it.".

"The elder and the headmaster have been here. Let's not disturb Mr. Ye," the disciple said with a smile.

Ye Fan nodded with a smile, patted the man on the shoulder and walked back to his room.

Just came to the guest room, see Ling Yuwei is carrying a basket, standing at the door.

"Miss Ling?" Ye Fan wondered, "are you waiting for me?"

"Nonsense, I'm not waiting for you. Is that the ghost I'm waiting for?" Ling Yuwei rolled her eyes.

Ye Fan said strangely, "how do you know I'm back now?".

Ling Yuwei compared a phone gesture and said, "I told the elder martial brother of the guard Tibet sword Pavilion. You come out and talk to me on the phone.".

Ye Fan felt strange in his heart. How could this woman care so much about him?

Looking at the basket in the woman's hand, it seems to be a lunch box. She feels more delicate and says, "Miss Ling is afraid I'm hungry?"

"You haven't eaten for three days. Aren't you hungry?" Ling Yuwei asked.

"Hungry", Ye Fan told the truth, with a smile of embarrassment: "it was OK just now. Now I smell the taste of rice, and I'm hungry immediately."

Ling Yuwei seems quite happy, "I know, go in, the food is still hot, I just took out from the kitchen.".

Although Ye Fan feels warm in his heart, he has to feel weird. In the evening, is this woman waiting for him all the time? Otherwise, how can we prepare the food so quickly and deliver it here?

"What are you doing? Go in, "Ling Yuwei said.

Ye Fan "Oh" a, opened the door, went in, just want to take the basket, thank the woman, but see Ling Yuwei has entered the room, it seems that did not intend to send out the end of the left.

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