The Strongest Qi Refiner

Fang Yu returned the box, which showed that he was very dissatisfied.

Could it be that... the Lin family's friendship this time will end in failure again?

If this is the case, future opportunities will be even slimmer.

After all, this time, he took out all the most precious heirlooms.

"Mr. Fang, no matter what you want, I can do my best to provide..." Lin Zhengxiong reconciled and said again.

Fang Yu looked at Lin Zhengxiong, raised his brows, and said: "In the future, don't just take out what your ancestors left for you, and you will still trade a favor..."

"If your ancestors knew, he would vomit blood with anger."

Lin Zhengxiong's expression changed, and he respectfully said, "Master Fang, it is because of your arrival that I will take out the treasures left by my ancestors and replace them with others. We will never..."

"Okay, put things away, sit down, let's have a good chat." Fang Yu said.

Lin Zhengxiong was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed!

The meaning of Fang Yu's words... is that he is willing to associate with the Lin family!

...

Five minutes later, Lin Zhengxiong and Lin Zhilan sat opposite Fang Yu and Ye Shengxue.

Lin Zhengxiong sat in a precarious manner with a respectful look.

Lin Zhilan lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking.

"You have come to me twice. There should be something you want to ask me for help? Don't be circumspect, just say it directly." Fang Yu said.

Lin Zhengxiong's expression changed when he heard Fang Yu's words.

After the affairs of the royal family, Fang Yu's prestige and influence in the northern capital was already higher than that of the eight great families.

The Wang family has declined, and the rest of the family have the chance to reach the top.

But Lin Zhengxiong visited Fang Yu twice, but there was actually no specific thing he wanted Fang Yu to help.

He just wanted to make friends with Fang Yu and then let the news out.

In this way, the prestige of the Lin family can be intangibly improved, thereby securing the name of the first family.

Therefore, facing Fang Yu's question, Lin Zhengxiong really didn't know how to answer for a while.

Moreover, he felt that Fang Yu's words were a temptation.

"Let's talk." Fang Yu took a sip of tea, frowned and looked at Lin Zhengxiong, then spoke again.

In other words, the Lin family is also the blood of Lin Batian.

It is understandable that Fang Yu, as an old friend, helped out.

"...Today, I just want to make friends with such gods as Lord Fang, and have no other ideas." Lin Zhengxiong brewed in his heart for a long time, and said righteously, "Master Fang is willing to come to our Lin's house and have a sip of tea. I don’t dare to make any other requests."

Fang Yu took a deep breath and frowned, "Your over-sleek character is nothing like your ancestor."

Lin Zhengxiong's face changed slightly, and he didn't know how to answer the conversation.

"Patriarch Lin, since Mr. Fang has asked your request, please tell the truth." Ye Shengxue glanced at Fang Yu and said softly.

"Master Fang, Miss Ye, please believe that you are not a person who doesn't know good or bad. There really is no other idea." Lin Zhengxiong said firmly, "Now, I invite Master Fang to come over today, just to let Master Fang taste the heirlooms. Bao, drink some tea by the way..."

Ye Shengxue looked helpless and glanced at Fang Yu.

Fang Yu looked at Lin Zhengxiong and suddenly smiled.

"Of course I believe you, so let's do it. If you have time, think about it, what can I do for help." Fang Yu drank the tea in his cup and stood up and said.

Ye Shengxue followed and stood up.

At this moment, Fang Yu looked at Lin Zhilan, who had been bowing her head, and said, "Didn't your daughter want to talk to me about swordsmanship? I'm free now, come on."

Lin Zhengxiong didn't respond when he heard these words, but Lin Zhilan stood up abruptly.

"Go, go to the martial arts field." Lin Zhilan looked at Fang Yu and said.

"Good." Fang Yu nodded.

Lin Zhengxiong hesitated for two seconds, his face changed, stood up and said, "Hold on!"

"What's wrong?" Fang Yu looked at Lin Zhengxiong.

"Master Fang...As your identity, how can the little girl be qualified to exchange swordsmanship with you? You don't need to pay attention to her..." Lin Zhengxiong said.

"I hope you can stop being so long-winded." Fang Yu frowned.

Lin Zhengxiong's expression changed and he dared not speak any more.

But in fact, he was ecstatic in his heart!

Today's results have basically exceeded his expectations.

...

A few minutes later, the martial arts field.

Fang Yu and Lin Zhilan stood face to face, about ten meters away.

For some reason, a lot of Lin family suddenly gathered nearby.

Among these people are young people and some slightly older people.

Most people's eyes are focused on Fang Yu.

The Patriarch said...This person is the rumored Fang Yu!

That fierce man who crushed the Wang family with his own power!

The reason why they came here was to see Fang Yu's style with their own eyes.

But after seeing the deity, many people were puzzled.

The rumored Fang Yu... is this the young man in front of you?

It looks so ordinary.

The cultivation base aura on the body seems to be still in the refining period...

Patriarch...Is it a mistake?

Fang Yu glanced at the people around him, his eyes flashing slightly.

He knew that it was probably Lin Zhengxiong who revealed the news and asked the Lin family to come and watch.

Having said that, the feeling of being watched by Lin Batian's descendants... is very strange.

Although this group of offspring only knew the name Lin Batian, the blood connection did indeed exist.

Help Lin Batian educate his offspring?

feeling not bad.

"Please advise." Lin Zhilan drew out the long sword from her waist again and said.

"You have to give me a sword before I can learn from you." Fang Yu said.

"You don't have a sword?" Lin Zhilan frowned and asked.

"Yes, but it's not suitable for this kind of occasion," Fang Yu said.

Lin Zhilan turned to look at a middle-aged man in martial arts next to her.

This person is named Lin Zhenxi, who is Lin Zhilan's cousin and Lin Zhilan's kendo guide.

"Uncle Wu, would you lend him your sword for a use?" Lin Zhilan asked.

"No problem." Lin Zhenxi immediately pulled out the long sword from his waist, stepped forward, and handed it to Fang Yu.

Taking a close look at Fang Yu, Lin Zhenxi's eyes flashed.

This person... doesn't really feel like the Fang Yu in the rumors.

But the owner invited him back, so he wouldn't make such a big oolong.

Let's take a look.

"Let's say it first, only learn swordsmanship, you can't use true energy." Fang Yu said to Lin Zhilan.

"Come on." Lin Zhilan said with awe-inspiring eyes holding the long sword tightly.

"Hey, do you think Sister Zhilan can win?"

"If the person in front of you is really the rumored Fang Yu... Zhilan must be defeated, how can he win?"

"What if not? And, even if it is the deity, the swordsmanship is not necessarily better than that of Zhilan... Sister Zhilan is a sword idiot~www.ltnovel.com~ Since she was a child, she has studied swordsmanship. Pure swordsmanship can be on par with her sister Zhilan. There are not many people in the entire North, right."

Among the crowd of onlookers nearby, two young children discussed in low voices.

"It's time to start." Lin Zhenxi said at this moment.

Lin Zhilan clenched the long sword in her hand and rushed towards Fang Yuji.

The first style of Aoyun sword technique, Tianwu double spin!

Lin Zhilan's sword slashed towards Fang Yu's left side. At the same time, her footsteps did not stop, she appeared on the other side like a ghost, and swung a sword again.

As a result, a sword showed two sword shadows, which appeared on both sides of Fang Yu's body.

Fang Yu looked calm, took a step back, holding the long sword flat, and quickly stab it left and right.

"Puff!"

The two sword shadows were all blocked.

At this time, Lin Zhilan's sword was already lowered and swung towards Fang Yu's leg.

As if Fang Yu had known Lin Zhilan's actions long ago, the blade was already facing downwards, blocking the blow.

"Puff!"

Next, Lin Zhilan started the seven complete Aoyun sword techniques.

Fang Yu barely moved as the sword shadow flickered, and with the long sword in his hand, every attack was perfectly resolved.

Lin Zhilan became more impatient as she attacked.

Fang Yu seemed to see through every blow of her, and made a defense one step in advance.

Therefore, she couldn't break the defense at all!

At this time, Fang Yu suddenly changed his defensive posture, took the initiative to raise the blade, and pointed forward.

Lin Zhilan's face changed slightly, and she wanted to lift her sword as a defense.

But Fang Yu's speed was much faster than her. She hadn't raised her hand yet, and the sharp blade had been placed in front of her white neck.

Lin Zhilan's movements stopped immediately.

She was defeated.