The killer bodyguard of the beautiful president

Ok?

Wang Yan immediately turned around and saw an old man with white hair.

Suddenly, Wang Yan was taken aback.

When this old man appeared behind him, he had no idea.

Didn't notice it at all.

Looking carefully at the old man, there is no trace of fluctuations in his cultivation, he is just an old man with a kind face.

But Wang Yan felt that the other party was definitely not simple.

If it was an ordinary person, it would be impossible for him to quietly appear behind him without him noticing.

"Junior Wang Yan, pay my respects to the old man." Wang Yan bowed and saluted.

The old man chuckled, "Little friend, I misunderstood. I am not an old man, but an old man who takes care of the scripture building."

Although the other party said so, Wang Yan didn't dare to be careless.

Things are by no means as simple as the old man said.

"Senior, you are being modest." Wang Yan said with a smile.

The old man just smiled, "You don't need to call me that, just call me Lao Fan."

"That's not good. According to your age, it's not too much to call you Grandpa." Wang Yan smiled wryly.

"I like dealing with young people. The disciples of Xuanji Pavilion all call me Lao Fan when they come to the Sutra Library."

"Are you also a core disciple of Xuanji Pavilion? Why haven't I seen you come to the Sutra Library before?"

Lao Fan asked with a smile.

Wang Yan also stopped being hypocritical, waved his hands and said: "You misunderstood, I am not a disciple of Xuanji Pavilion."

"Oh? I'm not a disciple of Xuanji Pavilion, how did I get into the Sutra Library? Didn't Xuanji and the others find out?" Lao Fan was a little curious.

Through these words, Wang Yan immediately had a clearer judgment.

This old Fan must have a very prominent status in the Xuanji Pavilion.

Otherwise, I wouldn't dare to call Elder Xuan by his name directly, calling him Xuan Ji.

"I played against him, so it was a tie."

"Of course, if I continue to fight, I will definitely lose."

Wang Yan said truthfully: "That's it, I broke into the Sutra Library."

Lao Fan looked surprised, "It's weird! You can even draw with Xuanji, you amazing young man!"

"Just focus on it. If you want to find some classics, I will help you find them."

Wang Yan said with a smile: "Thank you, I want to find the formula about the sword array."

"Practice the way of the sword! It's amazing!"

Lao Fan nodded with a smile, "Here, follow me."

Led by Lao Fan, they came to the three rows of bookshelves at the back.

"On the upper left, the fourth hidden space is the sword formation formula."

"Go up and take it off yourself."

Lao Fan raised his hand and pointed.

Wang Yan nodded, "Okay, thank you for your guidance, senior."

"It's Lao Fan."

"Okay, thank you, Old Fan."

Wang Yan jumped up, went to the top of the bookshelf, opened the hidden compartment, and saw a classic written on a parchment scroll.

Impressively written are four eye-catching characters - Sword Formation Art!

found it!

Wang Yan was overjoyed and took down the parchment.

I can't wait to open it and have a look, and my face is stunned.

This code...

WTF!

Wang Yan's expression was very strange.

No text, just a few pictures, or... doodles.

At this graffiti level...

Kindergarten children look better than this one.

If you take it abroad and write Picasso's name on it, maybe you can get away with it and get a good price.

It's just huh!

It took a long time to get this thing?

It's not fooling people!

"That's right, that's it." Lao Fan said with a smile, "As far as I know, this sword formation formula stays in the secret compartment, and no one has touched it for at least a hundred years."

Wang Yan didn't pay attention to these, and asked in confusion: "Old Fan, is this a sword formation formula? I can't tell anything!"

Lao Fan chuckled, "You need to understand it with your heart! The way is as simple as it is, often the simplest stroke, but it contains the supreme formula."

"Not everyone can master the sword formation technique, it depends on fate. Of course, it also depends on your talent and aptitude."

"If you understand it, you will understand it naturally. If you don't understand it, you will study for a lifetime, and it will be a waste of time."

Haha, what you said makes sense!

It's like I didn't say it!

Wang Yan took the sword formation formula and walked to a side desk and sat down.

Spread the parchment on top and study carefully.

"Look carefully, look at it with your heart." Lao Fan smiled and walked aside, not disturbing him anymore.

Wang Yan couldn't help frowning slightly, feeling that Lao Fan should understand, but he just didn't speak easily.

Could it be that this is the demeanor of the old-timers?

After pretending to be deep, say some inexplicable words.

Who doesn't know how to take a good look, look at it with your heart.

Still need you to remind me?

Wang Yan stared at the parchment and frowned all day long.

It was getting dark outside.

The light in the scripture building also dimmed.

At this time, Lao Fan came over with a lamp.

Put it on the table, raised his hand and patted Wang Yan's shoulder lightly, "Look carefully, look at it with your heart."

After speaking, he turned and walked away.

It looked like he was going to sleep.

Wang Yan was speechless, wouldn't he say something else.

This has been said twice.

Ok?

Suddenly Wang Yan was taken aback, and said twice in succession, then there is a lot to say here.

This kind of advanced old man usually doesn't take the initiative to speak clearly, but uses various methods to hint at others.

Once you say it, it's meaningless.

Investigate a person's understanding!

It's the same reason that Patriarch Bodhi knocked Wukong's forehead three times and left with his hands behind his back.

If you can figure it out, you will be coveted by the patriarch and teach you real skills.

If you don't understand, you deserve to be mediocre all your life, don't even try to learn skills.

There is no free pie in the sky, you need to work hard on your own, and grasp the illusory opportunity!

"Look well, look at it with your heart..."

Wang Yan muttered to himself, what exactly was he conveying?

Look carefully...

Is it...

Wang Yan immediately came to his senses, and stared at the parchment again, taking a good look at it.

Keep that doodle in your head.

Then he closed his eyes and stopped looking at the parchment.

Graffiti paintings appear in your mind, look at them with your heart!

At this time, a change occurred.

Those seemingly scribbled and chaotic strokes turned into sharp swords.

Through permutation and combination, a variety of different changes are formed.

A line swings back and forth, left and right, like a circle.

Wang Yan suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the sheepskin scroll again.

The line is gone, and there are still messy graffiti paintings in front of me.

At this moment, Wang Yan finally understood.

To look at it well is to imprint the graffiti paintings in the mind exactly.

Look at it with your heart, but don't stare at the graffiti paintings, even if you look at them for a lifetime, you will not be able to see the famous halls.

You need to close your eyes and look at the graffiti paintings printed in your mind with your heart.

At this time, if someone is quite accomplished in the way of swordsman, he will be able to see the changes in those lines.

The higher the level of swordsmanship, the deeper the vision!

"So that's what it means!"

Wang Yan grinned, and shouted towards a certain corner, "Old Fan, thank you!"

No echo.

However, Lao Fan was lying on the dilapidated bed, with a gratified smile on the corner of his mouth, and murmured, "A child can be taught!"

In this way, Wang Yan stayed at home for three days, always meditating with his eyes closed.

In fact, he was comprehending the picture scroll and feeling the changing law of the sword array.

"A change in a line is a form of sword formation."

"There are four ways to change, and each way contains nine changes!"

"As expected of a sword formation technique! The lightsaber can change endlessly in one move."

"Behind... all the way to Jianba! After that, there is no more?"

Wang Yan frowned slightly, and turned to look not far away at Lao Fan who was picking his feet.

Uh……

Wang Yan was stunned. Anyway, you are still a senior.

Why do you still do such an indecent act of picking your feet?

Damn the old man's reputation!

However, in Lao Fan's body, he could see the shadow of Hong Lao.

Both of them are so eclectic that they don't care about the old man's reputation at all.

This old Fan must be the same as Hong Lao, with a super high realm!

Only when one reaches a certain level of superlativeness can one not care about those red tapes and truly detach from nature!

That is the so-called Tao follows nature!

"Old Fan, this sword formation technique goes up to the eighth form of the sword, is there any more?" Wang Yan asked.