Land Sword Immortal: Eighty Years as the Guardian of the Sword Pavilion Chapter 209 – Primordial spirit of the sword, possess!

For Elder Lin, the myriad divine swords, even celestial swords, in the Sword Pavilion were at his disposal.

A re Dao sword was nothing in his eyes.

The reason he asked ng Fan to retrieve the sword was that the Wind and Thunder Sword was particularly suited for ng Fan.

Given ng Fan's cultivation speed, it wouldn't be long before he could master a Dao-level Wind and Thunder Sword.

ng Fan naturally understood Elder Lin's good intentions.

***

After the ti it takes to burn a stick of incense, ng Fan arrived at Longquan Village.

The village was small, with only a few dozen households, and most of the neighbors were relatives, all surnad Wang.

ng Fan's martial uncle, however, was surnad Li.

This surna was quite out of place in Longquan Village, so it didn't take long for ng Fan to find out where Li Sansi lived.

His master's information was accurate; there indeed was a man nad Li Sansi in the village.

From the villagers, ng Fan learned that Li Sansi was a reclusive man who lived alone at the easternmost part of the village and rarely interacted with others.

ng Fan arrived at a thatched hut on the eastern edge of the village and knocked on the door.

He waited for several breaths.

No response!

"Shu Mountain disciple ng Fan, under the orders of my master Lin Bianyun, seeks an audience with Martial Uncle," ng Fan called out.

He wasn't sure if anyone was inside. After all, this person was his martial uncle by seniority, and using Divine Sense to probe would be disrespectful.

Moreover, with his current abilities, even if he wanted to probe, he probably wouldn't be able to detect anything.

A few more seconds passed, still no response.

"Martial Uncle?" ng Fan called out again, tentatively.

The next mont.

"Creak..."

The door opened, but there was no one behind it, as if it had opened automatically or was electrically operated.

The room inside was dark, but with ng Fan's extraordinary physique, his vision was top-notch, almost night-vision capable.

So despite the dim light, he could still see the room clearly.

A man in a black robe sat cross-legged on the floor, completely indifferent to the dust covering the ground.

Even his robe was covered in a layer of dust.

It was clear he had been sitting there motionless for a long ti.

He wasn't dead; he was in seclusion!

If he were dead, the door wouldn't have opened automatically just now.

"Wait for for an hour," a deep male voice echoed in ng Fan's mind.

It was obvious that this voice belonged to Martial Uncle Li Sansi.

But ng Fan noticed that Li Sansi's mouth hadn't moved; the voice hadn't co from his lips.

He wondered what kind of cultivation technique his martial uncle was practicing that required an hour of buffer ti to stop.

In this situation, it would be disrespectful for ng Fan to wander around outside, so he decided to sit down and wait quietly.

***

Soon, an hour passed.

Li Sansi twisted his neck and stood up.

ng Fan followed suit.

"My senior brother hasn't contacted for years, and now he suddenly rembers . What does he want?" Li Sansi looked at ng Fan's face and spoke calmly.

His tone wasn't cold, but it was clearly devoid of any emotion.

ng Fan took out the jade pendant given by Elder Lin and handed it to Li Sansi.

"This is a token from my master, for you. He asked to retrieve the Wind and Thunder Sword from you."

Li Sansi took the jade pendant from ng Fan's hand, glanced at it expressionlessly, and then put it away.

Next, a sword appeared out of thin air in his hand, which he tossed to ng Fan.

"Go back!"

He waved at ng Fan, his words concise and to the point.

ng Fan caught the Wind and Thunder Sword, a bit surprised at being dismissed so quickly.

However, he didn't want to stay any longer either. He cupped his hands towards Li Sansi and said, "Junior takes his leave!"

With the Red Sheep Sword at his waist and the Wind and Thunder Sword in hand, he turned and walked out of the house.

Previously, he had been worried that this martial uncle might harbor ill intentions, so he had kept the Red Sheep Sword at his waist just in case.

After all, if this martial uncle were trustworthy, Elder Lin wouldn't have infused a primordial spirit of the sword into the Red Sheep Sword.

But now it seed Elder Lin had been overly cautious.

Although this martial uncle seed a bit eccentric, he had straightforwardly handed over the Wind and Thunder Sword.

Just as ng Fan was thinking this, he suddenly felt a sharp aura behind him, filled with murderous intent.

At the sa ti, the Red Sheep Sword at his waist emitted a brilliant green light.

A phantom erged from the Red Sheep Sword, standing in mid-air with a majestic presence.

ng Fan looked up and saw Elder Lin's face on the phantom.

It seed he had been too happy too soon!

The mont Elder Lin's phantom appeared, the sharp aura behind him vanished.

ng Fan wasn't foolish; he knew that Li Sansi had just attacked him, and Elder Lin's primordial spirit had appeared to neutralize the attack.

"Martial Uncle, I respect you as an elder, but you attack , a junior, and even resort to a sneak attack. Isn't that too shaless?"

There was no doubt that Li Sansi's strength far surpassed ng Fan's, to the point of complete domination!

To attack ng Fan in such a situation was utterly shaless.

Despicable!

It was like a top-ranked player using cheats to solo a bronze-level player in a ga.

Such shalessness existed in this world?

"You killed avatar. It's only right that I attack you," Li Sansi said coldly, looking at ng Fan with an expressionless face.

After speaking, he looked up at Elder Lin's phantom, his expression slightly grim.

ng Fan frowned upon hearing this.

Killed his avatar?

When had he done such a thing?

The next second, he realized.

It was clear that the black-robed old man he had killed on his way here was Li Sansi's avatar.

His pupils contracted slightly. Could his martial uncle be a mber of the Ghost Shadow Sect?

"Disciple, stop calling him martial uncle. He is not your martial uncle!" Elder Lin's phantom said to ng Fan.

ng Fan nodded, thinking Elder Lin ant that Li Sansi had fallen into the demonic path and was no longer worthy of being his martial uncle.

But Elder Lin's next words shocked him.

"What monstrosity dares to seize my junior brother's body!" Elder Lin said coldly, looking at Li Sansi with a mixture of coldness and anger.

ng Fan's expression changed.

His martial uncle had been possessed?

"Possession"

These two words were often seen in the novels ng Fan read in his previous life on Earth.

But since traveling to this cultivation world, this was the first ti he had encountered it.

Moreover, in the legends, possession usually involved weak mortals being possessed.

His martial uncle Li Sansi was already a formidable existence, yet he had been possessed?

Thinking about this, ng Fan frowned.

Given his own excellence, the likelihood of soone wanting to possess him in the future seed quite high!