Feng Ming Mountain, Lingyun Cave.
Evening.
"Da Ni Chi Wa." Inside the pavilion, Fujiwara No Chiko was teaching Ye Fan Japanese.
"Da, ni, chi, wa." Ye Fan imitated her.
"Not bad, not bad." Fujiwara No Chiko laughed, "It's quite like that."
"It's mainly because you taught me well, my wife." Ye Fan did not forget to tease Fujiwara No Chiko.
Ever since he sealed the Lingyun Cave with spirit energy, more than three months had passed in the blink of an eye.
In these three months, the two of them had been reading and practicing their swordsmanship in this cave every day, flirting with each other, and feeling extremely comfortable.
During this period of time, Ye Fan had changed a part of his Qi Cultivation Method and taught it to Fujiwara Chiko. The reason why he did this was because Brother Jin had already injected a stream of Yang Spirit Qi into his body before teaching him the Qi Cultivation Method. Therefore, it was easy for him to cultivate it. However, Fujiwara Chiko cultivated True Qi and did not have Spirit Qi in her body. The Qi Cultivation Method of True Qi and Spirit Qi were not on the same level. Therefore, Ye Fan picked out a part of his Qi Cultivation Method that was suitable for Fujiwara Chiko to cultivate and gave it to her. Although it was not the complete version, it was still very powerful. Fujiwara No Chiko was extremely intelligent, and after cultivating, her strength had greatly increased. Compared to before, her strength had at least doubled!
Ye Fan had a reason for doing this. He had always kept in mind what his senior sister Kuang Hua had said to him. No matter what happened in the future, increasing his beloved wife's strength was still a good thing. During this period of time, he appeared to be relaxed and carefree, but he was secretly very careful, as if he was treading on thin ice. He never left Fujiwara No Chiko's side every day, and the Cold Dragon Sword was always with him. Although with his current cultivation, there was no one who could be his opponent, he was still very afraid. He was afraid that one day, his beloved wife would leave him again.
After Ye Fan imparted the Qi circulation technique to Fujiwara No Chiko, Fujiwara No Chiko also told Ye Fan the mnemonic chant of her famous technique, the Thousand Slaughter. Now that they were husband and wife, there were no more secrets between them.
"You've learned most of your daily vocabulary," Fujiwara No Chiko said with satisfaction. "As long as you speak and listen more, and practice diligently, you should have no problem with ordinary conversations after a while."
"Why do I need to learn Japanese?" Ye Fan never understood why Fujiwara No Chiko wanted him to learn Japanese.
"You have a saying, it's never a burden to learn more skills," Fujiwara No Chiko said, "If you learn Japanese, it will naturally be good for you. It will be very convenient for you to accompany me to Japan in the future. "
"Go to Japan?" Ye Fan asked in confusion, "Why are we going there?"
"Have you forgotten?" At the mention of Japan, Fujiwara No Chiko was filled with thoughts. "That's my hometown. My father's grave is still there, and so is my master."
"I would have forgotten if you didn't mention it," Ye Fan said. "After a while, I'll take you to Japan. Firstly, you can pay your respects to your father-in-law. Secondly, you can meet your master, Ito Fumio, and Master Kong Wen."
"Really?" Fujiwara No Chiko was very happy to see Ye Fan take the initiative to bring her back to Japan.
"Silly, when did I go back on my word?" Ye Fan smiled and said, "With my current movement technique, I can reach Japan from here in less than a day."
"Less than a day?" Fujiwara No Chiko was shocked. "So fast?" She did not expect Ye Fan's movement technique to have reached such a level.
Ye Fan smiled and reached out to stroke Fujiwara No Chiko's long hair without saying a word. In fact, if he went to Japan by himself, with his current movement technique, he would only need six hours. However, if he brought Fujiwara No Chiko along, it would be much slower. After all, if he was too fast, Fujiwara No Chiko would not be able to take it. This was also another reason why he taught Fujiwara No Chiko the Qi Channeling Method. In the future, if there was an emergency, he could use his fierce movement technique to bring Fujiwara No Chiko away quickly without any worries.
"Boom!" A loud sound was heard, causing Ye Fan, who was stroking Fujiwara No Chiko's long hair, to frown!
Someone was trying to break into the spiritual barrier that he had set up!
"Boom!" Another loud sound was heard. This time, the sound was even more intense than before!
"Someone is trying to break in!" Fujiwara No Chiko exclaimed!
"Stay here. Don't go anywhere!" Ye Fan said as he reached out to the sword case on the stone platform not far away from him. With a swoosh, Fujiwara No Chiko's sword case automatically flew into Ye Fan's hand.
"I'll go out and take a look." Ye Fan said as he handed the sword case in his hand to Fujiwara No Chiko. "If the person who comes in later is not me, no matter who it is, immediately think of a way to escape!" His plan was right. If the person who came in later was not him, it proved that he was no match for the person outside. If he was no match for the person outside, then Fujiwara No Chiko was even more so.
"This … What the hell is going on? Who is outside? "Fujiwara No Chiko saw that Ye Fan was not flustered and had a calm expression. It was as if she had expected something to happen.
"Boom!" A loud sound was heard again. The force was so strong that even the teacups on the stone table fell to the ground!
"There's no time. I'll tell you when I come back." Ye Fan said as he pulled out the Frost Dragon Sword from his waist. With a tap of his foot, a shadow appeared in front of the stone door. If he did not go out now, the spiritual barrier that he had set up would be broken!
With a loud bang, the stone door opened. Ye Fan held the sword in one hand and slowly walked out of the cave.
In the air about ten feet away from him, a middle-aged man in a brown robe was floating. This person's face was ashen, his eyes were hollow, his nose was thin, his lips were blood-red, and his voice was bone-chilling. His entire body was emitting an evil aura.
"Boom!" Ye Fan waved his hand, and the stone door behind him closed once again.
"You're Ye Fan?" the man asked in broken Chinese.
"Who are you? What business do you have with me?" Ye Fan asked calmly.
"You're the one who defeated Hattori Qianxiong?" the man asked with a frown and narrowed his hollow eyes. He did not answer Ye Fan's question.
"Were you the one who destroyed my barrier just now?" Ye Fan raised his eyebrows and asked. He had already checked when he came out of the cave. Half of the spiritual barrier that he had set up in the Lingyun Cave had been shattered. From this, it could be seen that the man's cultivation was not low.
"Were you the one who set up this barrier?" The man was slightly shocked after hearing Ye Fan's words. "No wonder that old man Hattori Qianxiong was defeated by you. This is really troublesome."
"Who are you? What are you doing here? Why did you destroy my barrier? "Ye Fan asked.
"There's no need for you to know my name, because you're about to die. Hehe …" The man let out a chilling laugh. "To be able to die by my hands, you'll die a worthy death."
Ye Fan smiled and did not say anything. He had been waiting for this day for a long time, a full three months. Now that his opponent had come knocking on his door, it was a good thing. It was better than letting his imagination run wild every day.
"What are you laughing at?" The man was puzzled by Ye Fan's laughter.
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