Land Sword Immortal: Eighty Years as the Guardian of the Sword Pavilion Chapter 361 – Elder Lin’s mat, strange space

Lin Feiyan put away the protective talisman and took out a sword talisman.

"Senior Brother ng, this is a sword talisman my grandfather gave . According to him, once activated, it can instantly kill a Divine Transformation Realm cultivator without any chance of survival!"

Another Divine Transformation?

Both the defense and attack power are benchmarked against the Divine Transformation Realm.

ng Fan had never imagined that one day, a Divine Transformation Realm expert would beco a unit of asurent.

It's absurd!

But it feels really satisfying.

Too bad it's not his.

ng Fan pondered for a mont and continued, "Just one of these sword talismans is still very risky. After all, if we're unlucky, we might not only encounter one Divine Transformation Realm enemy."

Lin Feiyan found it absurd. She was just a small Condensation Pill Realm cultivator going down the mountain, and she might encounter several Divine Transformation experts?

Moreover, why would these Divine Transformation experts target a "little ant" like her?

Consider her an enemy?

ng Fan saw the confusion on Lin Feiyan's face and explained, "Junior Sister Lin, you are the granddaughter of the Sect Master. It's not surprising to encounter any kind of enemy."

Lin Feiyan thought, as the granddaughter of the Sect Master of Shu Mountain, shouldn't no one dare to touch her under normal circumstances?

After all, she had heard stories of foxes borrowing the might of tigers and dogs relying on their masters...

But on second thought, she had never been down the mountain and didn't understand the dangers below.

Perhaps her assumptions were all wrong.

Thinking this way, she started to believe ng Fan's words a bit more.

Of course, the most important thing was that even though ng Fan said that, it didn't trouble her at all.

In the next second, she took out a thick stack of sword talismans.

ng Fan glanced at them; there were at least twenty!

Even with his vast experience, his eyes turned a bit red at this mont.

A single sword talisman could kill a Divine Transformation expert, and this girl had twenty?

Absurd.

Utterly absurd!

Lin Feiyan said proudly, "Since I was born, my grandfather has given a sword talisman every year on my birthday. For over twenty years, I haven't had a chance to use any of them, so I've saved them all up. So don't worry, Senior Brother ng, these sword talismans are more than enough!"

Hearing Lin Feiyan's words, ng Fan almost wanted to kneel before Lin Jinghong and call him grandfather.

Who could resist this?

Seeing ng Fan's burning gaze fixed on her sword talismans, Lin Feiyan quickly put them away and said seriously to ng Fan, "Senior Brother ng, it's not that I'm stingy, but only I can activate these sword talismans. They are useless to you. My grandfather placed a restriction on them; only his descendants can activate them."

Upon hearing this, ng Fan's gaze cleared up considerably.

But he wasn't too disappointed, because having Lin Feiyan was the sa as indirectly having these sword talismans.

"Alright, you've convinced . You can co down the mountain with , but you must listen to and not cause trouble!" ng Fan said to Lin Feiyan.

The allure of the protective talisman and sword talismans was too much for him to resist!

With Lin Feiyan... and her talismans, he could rest easy on this trip down the mountain. Even if he encountered soone like Zhang Hongfei, the leader of the Fengyun Demon Sect, he could easily kill him!

No, Zhang Hongfei, that leader, was nothing...

"Okay, thank you, Senior Brother ng," Lin Feiyan said excitedly.

Since she was born, she had never left Shu Mountain. The thought of finally going down the mountain made her genuinely excited.

However, before that, she had to be careful about one thing.

She must not let her grandfather know she was going down the mountain, or her plans would be ruined.

Fortunately, her grandfather was usually elusive and rarely paid attention to her.

In comparison, she needed to be more cautious and hide it from Aunt Yun.

Because Aunt Yun was the one who usually took care of her!

Of course, she also had to hide it from ng Fan.

If ng Fan knew her grandfather forbade her from going down the mountain, he definitely wouldn't dare take her.

At this mont, Liu Yanping also spoke up, "Senior Brother ng, I want to go down the mountain with you too."

She didn't expect ng Fan to teach her any sword techniques; she just wanted to go down the mountain for fun.

It had been a long ti since she last went down the mountain.

ng Fan looked at Liu Yanping expressionlessly and said rcilessly, "Go cool off sowhere else!"

The reality was too harsh.

With a rich woman around, he forgot about the less rich one.

Liu Yanping pursed her lips, full of displeasure, but since ng Fan didn't want to take her, she had no choice.

"Senior Brother ng, when are we going down the mountain?" Lin Feiyan asked eagerly.

At this mont, she naturally wouldn't speak up for Liu Yanping.

If she said too much, she might not be able to go herself. Wouldn't that be a waste?

Good sisters are ant to be sacrificed!

The more you sacrifice, the deeper the friendship.

"Tomorrow morning, et at the Sword Pavilion," ng Fan said to Lin Feiyan.

"Okay," Lin Feiyan replied with a beaming smile.

Only Liu Yanping stood aside, heartbroken.

Seeing the new one smile, who cares about the old one crying?

So sorrowful...

When ng Fan returned to the Sword Pavilion, it was already dark.

He went to the second floor of the Sword Pavilion. The Essence of the Sword within him was almost depleted, and he was preparing to absorb the Essence of the Sword from a few Law Swords.

Seeing the empty cushion where Elder Lin usually sat, ng Fan's face showed a hint of helplessness.

"Master, when will you co back?"

Without Elder Lin, ng Fan always felt an emptiness in the Sword Pavilion.

It was like a ho suddenly without family.

ng Fan stared at the cushion and, as if driven by a ghostly impulse, sat down on it.

This action was inexplicable.

And this feeling was like a child suddenly seeing their parent's shoes and wanting to try them on.

As soon as ng Fan sat on Elder Lin's cushion, his whole body trembled.

For a mont, his Divine Soul quivered, and his consciousness began to blur.

When he regained clarity, he found himself in a strange space.

It was a grand hall, extrely empty, with nothing inside.

The doors of the hall were tightly shut. ng Fan instinctively walked to the doors, wanting to push them open.

But the doors were as heavy as a thousand tons, and he couldn't move them an inch.

No, even if they were a thousand tons, he could easily push them. These doors were far heavier than that?

ng Fan frowned.

What is this place?