Urban Spirit Sword Fairy

Chapter 988 Dragon God Art

After watching Lin Fan walk out, the old man put away the bamboo slips, looked to a corner of the study, and said, "Come out."

Zhong Chen came out with a smile and said, "Thank you very much."

The old man said lightly: "If you hadn't shamelessly begged, I wouldn't want to accept another demon cultivator as an apprentice."

"So you didn't let him mention your name, and you didn't even tell him your name." Zhong Chen asked back.

The old man nodded slightly: "I seek to be pure, and I don't want to be disturbed by the trivial matters of the world."

Zhong Chen frowned and said, "The Kunlun Territory has not been peaceful recently, and a new hidden force has emerged, claiming to be the Monster Hunting Bureau..."

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After Lin Fan walked out of the old man's study room, a boy about 12 years old came out, and the boy led Lin Fan to a guest room to live in.

Lin Fan lay on the bed, but couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

He was thinking about what the old man said, would he become a demon cultivator if he practiced the Dragon God Art?

In other words, will he become a monster?Will he become a dragon?

This is a bit too unbelievable.

Thinking of this, Lin Fan opened the Dragon God Art and couldn't help but read it.

The mental formulas on the Dragon God Art are extremely cumbersome and complicated, very jerky and difficult to understand.

Lin Fan looked at it for a long time, but couldn't see any way.

Although the words above were familiar, it was difficult to practice. Soon, Lin Fan figured it out.

The old man said before that this Dragon God Art is an ancient Dragon Clan's formula. Since it is for monsters to practice, it is naturally bitter and difficult to understand the above problems from a human point of view.

After thinking about these things, Lin Fan simply didn't bother to think about these trivial things. He lay on the bed, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Before long, he fell asleep.

In the early morning of the next day, a ray of sunlight shone into his bedroom, and there was even the sound of a rooster crowing outside.

Lin Fan hurriedly got up and walked out of the house. He could feel that death was getting closer and closer.

He has few days left to live.

"Junior brother, good morning."

A childish voice sounded.

From what Lin Fan looked at, he was still the same 12-year-old boy from yesterday.

The boy smiled and said, "Little Junior Brother, what's wrong?"

"Well, what is the name of the senior brother?" Lin Fan asked.

The boy said, "My name is Little Gourd."

"I've seen Senior Brother Little Gourd." Lin Fan said.

The boy was wearing a blue taoist robe, with a sky braid on the top of his head, his face was rosy, and he looked quite cute.

Little Gourd nodded and said, "Let's go, Master has arranged for you to do things. Later, you will first chop firewood, carry water and heat the fire, cook breakfast for Master, and then..."

Little Gourd happily told Lin Fan that he should go ahead and Lin Fan would follow behind.

As a newcomer and unfamiliar with the place, Lin Fan naturally nodded his head respectfully.

Lin Fan could see that the little gourd brother was quite happy, and he was afraid that before he came, these things were all done by the little gourd.

"Okay, that's about it." Little Gourd said, "When you're done, you can ask the teacher to learn, but I have to remind you, the teacher said, finish these things before sunset, once the sun sets , he will not guide you."

After speaking, Brother Little Calabash turned around and ran away.

Lin Fan did a simple calculation. Of course, chopping firewood is a unique skill. After all, he has been doing it for more than a year.

If you carry water...

Lin Fan's face turned dark immediately, and he hurriedly shouted at Little Gourd: "Brother Little Gourd, do you want to carry water to the foot of the mountain?"

"What else?" Little Gourd turned around and said, "Remember, if the sun goes down, if you can't finish these chores, it will be too late."

After speaking, the little gourd happily ran away.

Only Lin Fan was left with a dark face, cursing inwardly, "Fuck, going up and down the mountain, going back and forth, I'm afraid it will take a day, right?"

After thinking about it, he hurriedly picked up the pole and bucket, and ran down the mountain.

After dark, Lin Fan reluctantly returned to the gymnasium with water. As for lighting the fire, cooking and chopping firewood, he naturally didn't have time to do it.

"I go."

Lin Fan had been starving for a whole day. As soon as he entered the gymnasium, the little gourd stood at the door. It frowned and said to Lin Fan, "Little brother, are you too slow? Are you going to starve us to death?"

Lin Fan said embarrassingly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I've already used the fastest speed."

This is because even though Lin Fan lost his magic power, his physical strength was much stronger than ordinary people, so he was able to carry water up in such a fast time.

Little Hulu pouted: "If Master and I hadn't opened a small stove to cook, we would have starved today."

"It's really bad..." Lin Fan was just about to continue apologizing, but suddenly he was speechless: "Brother Little Calabash, you and Master, why are you still making a fuss?"

"I left a piece of cake for you, go back and rest quickly, and finish this early tomorrow morning, do you understand?"

Lin Fan said helplessly, "Yes."

The next day, it was still the same.

On the third day, it wasn't much different.

Even though Lin Fan tried his best and rushed back with water earlier, but because he didn't cut firewood to light the fire, it still didn't count as completing a day's chores.

But only after completing chores can I go to the master for advice.

Lin Fan's days are numbered, if he drags on like this, he might die here.

Finally, at one o'clock in the morning the next day, Lin Fan went down the mountain to carry water, and at around ten o'clock the next morning, he came back with water, and then chopped firewood and lit the fire for cooking.

Although it is said that breakfast is not expected, but at least I made a lunch.

In the kitchen, Lin Fan cooked a few dishes.

The little gourd was next to him, and he ate two mouthfuls with chopsticks. The little gourd praised: "That's right, my junior brother is good at cooking. I'll send it to the master to eat."

After finishing speaking, Little Gourd happily picked up the dishes and ran away.

Lin Fan was very tired, he didn't sleep last night, he was so sleepy, he leaned on the firewood and almost fell asleep.

When he woke up, the sun outside was about to set.

"Wood grass."

After Lin Fan woke up, his whole body was shaken, and he hurried to the place where his master lived.

When he arrived, Xianfeng Daogu's master was sitting in a pavilion in the gymnasium.

"Greetings to Master, this disciple wants to ask Master for advice." Lin Fan hastily took out the Dragon God Art.

"It's smart." The old man looked at Lin Fan with a smile.

He took the Dragon God Art, and then slowly began to speak.

Explain to Lin Fan the meaning of each sentence in Dragon God Art one by one.

After all, Lin Fan was also a master of the seventh-rank Daoist Realm before. After the old man explained, he understood.

He unconsciously crossed his legs and began to practice.

The little gourd behind the old man said: "Master, he..."

"Don't disturb him." The old man gently raised his hand, glanced at the sky, and said, "Prepare him something, eat it when he wakes up."

(End of this chapter)