Chapter 0955 Why Are You Staring Blankly

0955

Ye Fan felt that he needed to think about it quietly alone, otherwise he would not know where to learn from just walking around.

If he didn't know that the Ling family and his son would not lie to him, he would have thought it was nonsense. How could there be such a "sword manual"?

Ling Qingfeng said: "Of course, then Bai Guang and I will go out first, Mr. Ye can rest assured to watch here, no one will come in the Tibetan Sword Pavilion today."

"Thank you Ling Lao." Ye Fan knew that this was a kind of great trust in him. After all, Zangjian Pavilion is the most important place in Shushan.

"Hehe, Mr. Ye is being polite, Mr. Ye is very kind to my Ling family, not to mention Yu Jianshu has been struggling to find an heir for thousands of years.

With Mr. Ye's powerful talent, maybe he can really bring this magical art of swordsmanship back to the world," Ling Qingfeng said with a smile.

Ye Fan smiled wryly, "I'm still at a loss, let's take a look first, I dare not say that I am more talented than so many seniors, I am actually the type who spends time and hard training, Elder Ling, don't be too huggable great hope".

"Mr. Ye doesn't need to be too modest, we don't bother too much, and we will go out first."

Ling Qingfeng and Ling Baiguang didn't say much, they turned and left the Hidden Sword Pavilion.

When the secret room was quiet, he calmed down and began to look at these sword marks one by one.

While watching, he groped in his heart, what kind of sword path could engrave these sword marks.

And what kind of rules and connections are there between these sword marks.

But a rough look at the sword marks showed that there were thousands of them, extending from the bottom to the seven or eight meter high stone wall. It took Ye Fan half a day just to read all these sword marks.

Unknowingly, the sky also turned dark. Fortunately, Ye Fan's eyes were able to see clearly even in the dim light, so it was not too much affected.

The moonlight hit the mirror in the middle, and the mirror began to reflect the moonlight, making the surrounding stone walls more and more hazy.

After Ye Fan stood there for so long, most of the sword marks had been remembered in his mind, but he still didn't see anything.

Ever since, Ye Fan simply lay down, looking up at the sword marks on the entire surrounding stone wall.

After observing over and over again, Ye Fan suddenly found that there were a few sword marks, and when he was lying down, it seemed to be different from when he was standing...

Ye Fan frowned, turned over quickly, and after finding a sword mark, he stood, squatted, and lay down again. After looking at it from different angles, he did find that the sword mark was more like being drawn while lying down. of!

Because, the lower side of the sword mark is slightly more worn, which means that the angle of the sword at that time was facing upwards.

Under normal circumstances, a sword will not cause such a sword mark. After all, the height of the warrior is there, and it will never be a dwarf who uses the sword here...

The reason why there are such sword marks is because the sword of Yujianshu is not held by people, but it is free to attack from various angles...

Ye Fan's mind suddenly jumped! Yes! When you look at these sword marks yourself, you can't look at them from a human point of view, but from the point of view of a sword!

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

After thinking this through, Ye Fan began to re-examine every sword mark, imagining that if he was the flying sword that flew around and left these marks...

Then, what is the trajectory of oneself, the way of exertion, the change of frequency...

In order to get a better view of these sword marks, Ye Fan jumped up and down, passing some protruding stones from time to time, and clinging to the stone wall.

Relying on amazing physical strength, he constantly looked at these sword marks from all angles.

Ye Fan is like a sponge, frantically absorbing the information left by every sword mark in the secret room. How did the legendary ancient sword fairy do all this...

Before he knew it, Ye Fan didn't know how long it had been. He had sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes, his mind was full of sword marks, and the origin of each one was much clearer than before.

"Even if he knew the flight path of the sword, how did he manage to control the sword so freely? The connection speed in the middle and the way of flying seem to be different..."

Ye Fan muttered to himself, thinking that he understood these sword marks, but he found that the more he read, the more he didn't understand!

"Forget it, I've remembered it anyway, let's go out first." Ye Fan saw that it was getting late and he was hungry, so he walked outside the hidden sword pavilion.

The bright moon hangs high, and the night wind blows slowly.

When I came to the outside of the Jiange, there were four Shushanmen who were in the physical training state guarding the door.

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

Ye Fan nodded, "When did you guys come? Didn't Elder Ling say that no one would come here today?"

The doorman was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Mr. Ye may be too fascinated. You have been in there for two days and nights, and today is the third night."

"What?!" Ye Fan was stunned, he hurriedly took out his mobile phone, the battery was almost dead, and there was no signal inside.

really! It's the third day!

Ye Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Elder Ling and the others are really too, don't come and tell me."

"The Great Elder and the head of the sect have both been here, so we must not disturb Mr. Ye," the disciple said with a smile.

Ye Fan smiled and nodded, patted the man on the shoulder, and walked back to his guest room.

As soon as I came to the guest room, I saw Ling Yuwei standing at the door carrying a basket.

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

"Nonsense, I'm not waiting for you, am I waiting for some ghost?" Ling Yuwei rolled her eyes.

Ye Fan asked strangely, "How do you know I'm coming back now?"

Ling Yuwei gestured for the phone, and said: "I told the brother guarding the Jiange, you have come out, give me a call."

Ye Fan felt strange in his heart, why did this woman care about him so much?

Looking at the basket in the woman's hand, it seemed to be a lunch box, and she felt that the matter was very delicate, and said, "Miss Ling is afraid that I will be hungry?"

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

"Hungry", Ye Fan said truthfully, and said with an embarrassed smile: "It was okay just now, but now I smell the food, and I am hungry immediately."

Ling Yuwei seemed quite happy, "I knew it, go in, the food is still hot, I just took it out of the kitchen."

Although Ye Fan felt warm in his heart, he couldn't help but feel weird. Could it be that this woman has been waiting for him to come out in the middle of the night? Otherwise, how could the meal be prepared so quickly and delivered here?

"Why are you standing there? Come in quickly," Ling Yuwei said.

Ye Fan said "Oh", opened the door, walked in and was about to take the basket, thank you woman, but saw that Ling Yuwei had already walked into the room, she didn't seem to intend to leave after delivering it.