Longevity begins with a proud smile

Chapter 83
At this moment, Zhuo Lingfeng understood.

After all, Lin Zhennan didn't want to show the evil sword technique to the world. In the original track, he asked Linghu Chong to convey a last word before he died, but this time he kept silent because he knew the inside story.

Although it is for the sake of his son, it is also necessary to prevent others from knowing that Lin Yuantu is an eunuch. This is pedantic in the eyes of modern people, but they do not know that this is the unique filial piety of the ancients.

Thinking of this, the pain in Zhuo Lingfeng's heart was indescribable, he lifted Lin Pingzhi up and said slowly: "Mr. Lin, your father ordered Tang to come down to this world, and I have a lot of regrets, alas!"

Lin Pingzhi shook his head and said: "Hero Zhuo has great friendship with my Lin family, my late father will never forget it.

You have taken the root of my Lin family's disaster, but you can't save the lives of your first parents, this is beyond human power.

What's more, my order is also for the hero to save each other with his fellow disciples, and the blessings are as good as the sky, so there is no need for the hero Zhuo to regret!

It's just that although I have blood and a heart of revenge, but my martial arts are not good, I can only test the enemy with the swordsmanship passed down in my family. "

Zhuo Lingfeng saw that his eyes were red and swollen and teary, nodded and said: "Your father did tell me the place where the Lin family's sword manual is hidden, and he just hoped that I could give you an authentic martial arts in exchange for the sword manual, so that the Lin family can Stand upright and self-reliant!

After all, your great-grandfather was a hero, and your father doesn't want the Lin family to die just like that!

Now that you are an adult, when he died, you didn't want to tell you about the Evil Resisting Sword Manual. In fact, you hope that you can continue the lineage of the Lin family. "

Zhuo Lingfeng knew that Lin Pingzhi understood his father's intention of not telling him where the evil sword manual was collected, but he said that he wanted to learn the evil sword technique, maybe he wanted a guarantee.

Therefore, I explained the words directly, and the implication is that even if I exchange your sword manual, I will not leave you alone, so you can rest assured!
Lin Pingzhi fell to his knees with a thud, his head touched the ground, choked up and unable to speak, he said in a trembling voice: "Lin Pingzhi's ancestors lost their parents, thank you Zhuo Daxia Gao Yilong for your kindness!"

Zhuo Lingfeng pulled him up, sighed and said: "Your family has suffered such a tragedy, my heart is deeply grieved, and I will never be below you. Whether it is for you or myself, I will not let Zuo Lengchan go." !
You must not go into a dead end and injure yourself, and your father will not be safe in the ground!

At the moment, we will send your father's order first, and then talk about other things! "

In fact, Lin Pingzhi was afraid that people would leave his tea, after all, it was his father who was kind to Zhuo Lingfeng, not him.After a while of excitement, my heart gradually calmed down, nodded and said: "Yes!"

The two left the escort agency, invited a group of professionals, and presented filial piety clothes, filial piety hats, paper money, fragrant horses and other presents.

This group of people was very familiar with handling funeral matters, and deftly changed the shroud for the corpse, put it in the coffin, and sent it for burial.

Lin Pingzhi cried bitterly again in front of the grave, crying so hard that his voice changed, it was really sad for those who heard it and tears for those who saw it.

Three days later, seeing that Lin Pingzhi had improved, Zhuo Lingfeng said, "Take me to your Lin family's old house in Xiangyang Lane!"

Lin Pingzhi wondered: "The old house in Xiangyang Lane? No one has lived there for a long time, so there is nothing important to do."

Zhuo Lingfeng said: "Let's go get the evil sword manual, so that you can know that what Zhuo Lingfeng said is true!"

Lin Pingzhi hurriedly shook his head and said, "I definitely don't think so!"

But then he thought: "My father must have told him the five words about the old house in Xiangyang Lane. Not many people in Fuzhou even know that the old house of my ancestors in the Lin family is in Xiangyang Lane."

Zhuo Lingfeng smiled and said nothing, and dragged him out of Lin's house.

Zhuo Lingfeng knew that if Lin Pingzhi was not allowed to take a look at the "Sword Manual of Dispelling Evil" with his own eyes, he would have a lump in his heart.

In the original track, Linghu Chong told his father's last words that he had learned the Dugu Nine Swords, but he didn't say anything, but he also thought that Linghu Chong had stolen his family's evil sword manual in order to make great progress in swordsmanship.

It wasn't until he finally overheard the conversation between Yue Buqun and his wife that he realized that he had misunderstood Linghu Chong.

The streets in Fuzhou city are criss-crossed, Lin Pingzhi led Zhuo Lingfeng to turn east, turn west, walked through many forked roads, and turned into an alley beside a stone bridge.

Along the way, Zhuo Lingfeng noticed that someone was following him and ignored him.

When the two of them reached the end of the alley, they saw a big house with a black door and white walls, and an old vine coiled on top of the wall.

Lin Pingzhi said: "This is my old house!"

Zhuo Lingfeng nodded, and the two of them climbed over the high wall and entered the courtyard, where they saw many rooms.

Zhuo Lingfeng said: "Where is the Buddhist hall?"

"Buddhist hall?"

Seeing Lin Pingzhi's doubts, Zhuo Lingfeng said calmly, "I told you, Senior Lin used to be a monk!"

Lin Pingzhi was suddenly stunned, and immediately ran to the backyard, and finally reached a room in the northwest corner, opened the door with a "creak" and walked in.

As soon as the two entered, they saw an ink painting hanging in the center of the Buddhist hall. It was painted on the back of Patriarch Bodhidharma, and it naturally described his situation of facing the wall for nine years.There are very old futons in the Buddhist hall, wooden fish, bells and chimes, and a stack of Buddhist scriptures are placed on the table.

Zhuo Lingfeng couldn't help but think of Lin Yuantu's dominance in the rivers and lakes, but when his hair was gray, sitting in this gloomy Buddhist hall knocking on wooden fish and chanting scriptures, his mood was really lonely and desolate.

If I can't complete the prestige points required for "Collection of Pearls", no matter how high my martial arts practice is, it is inevitable that I will end up like this!

At most, he was facing Bodhidharma, and he was facing Wang Chongyang, or her...

But is this what I want?

Zhuo Lingfeng thought for a while, then he listened to Lin Pingzhi: "Hero Zhuo, where are you?"

Only then did Zhuo Lingfeng come back to his senses, and his eyes fixed on the portrait of Patriarch Bodhidharma, and Lin Pingzhi wanted to grab the portrait.

Zhuo Lingfeng shouted: "Wait a minute! Look at his fingers!"

"This……"

Lin Pingzhi saw Bodhidharma in the portrait with his left hand behind his back, as if holding a sword formula, with his right index finger pointing to the roof.

Zhuo Lingfeng aimed at where Bodhidharma's index finger was pointing, and slapped lightly. With a bang, the mud, sand and dust fell from the roof. At the same time, a ball of red matter floated down from the hole in the roof. A cassock worn by a monk.

Zhuo Lingfeng flew up and took it in his hand.

Lin Pingzhi leaned over and said happily, "This is... the Evil Resisting Sword Manual." His voice was also trembling.

Zhuo Lingfeng spread out his cassock and said, "Look ahead!"

Lin Pingzhi stared at it, and saw that the cassock seemed to be covered with countless small characters, the first sentence was "Wu Lin ruled the roost, wielding the sword from the palace", his face turned pale for a moment, and his lips trembled.

Zhuo Lingfeng didn't look at it too much, and pulled off the cassock again, and said, "Look at the back."

Lin Pingzhi saw the end of the sword manual, and Lin Yuantu personally noted it, saying that he was a monk in the monastery, and by a special opportunity, he heard the sword manual from someone else, and recorded it on the cassock.

I solemnly warn that this sword technique is too sinister and vicious, and those who practice it will surely lose their children and grandchildren.

It is already very inappropriate for nuns and monks to practice it, and it will greatly hurt the compassionate meaning of Buddhism, and it is absolutely forbidden for lay people to study it.

At this moment, Lin Pingzhi had no doubts about Zhuo Lingfeng anymore. His Lin family's evil sword technique was indeed acquired by his great-grandfather from the second ancestor of Huashan Sword Qi, and he clearly stated that no one would be allowed to practice it.He couldn't help trembling and said: "This sword technique really requires people to practice in the palace, isn't it harmful?"

Zhuo Lingfeng sighed and said: "As far as I know, this martial art was created by the eunuch.

It is said to be swordsmanship, but he started by practicing internal skills, and then he had to take dry medicine to improve his skills. If he didn't come from the palace, after practicing and taking medicine, he would be burning with desire, and he would inevitably go crazy and die of paralysis. "

Lin Pingzhi nodded and said, "I see."

Zhuo Lingfeng said: "I will keep this "Sword Manual of Resisting Evil" first, we will go back to your house first, and then we will discuss it."

Lin Pingzhi said: "It should be so!"

Zhuo Lingfeng folded the cassock and put it in his arms.

The two went out of the house and over the wall.

Soon the two returned to Lin's house. Zhuo Lingfeng realized that there was an eyeliner along the way, but no one showed up to snatch it, so he was quite disappointed.

When the two returned to Lin's house, Lin Pingzhi frowned tightly and didn't know what to think about. Zhuo Lingfeng stared at Lin Pingzhi for a long while, then suddenly smiled and said, "I have to tell you, this evil sword technique is said to be very evil. , even if he knew that there would be a great disaster, but when he saw the sword move, he put everything behind him.

So I'm actually curious now, do you want to see it? "

Lin Pingzhi didn't see the specific moves in the sword manual now, but at the thought of losing his lifeblood, he couldn't help shivering, and said discouragedly: "This martial art, alas, I should not learn it!"

Zhuo Lingfeng laughed secretly, and said: "I know that people don't talk dark words, and the evil swordsmanship is really good in terms of quick training, and I am quite behind in what I have learned!"

Zhuo Lingfeng's "Nine Yin Manual" lacks the most powerful general outline. With his current knowledge and cultivation, he can't study a quick set of martial arts in a short time.

He and Zuo Lengchan have been dating for less than two months. During this time, he has studied the Tiangang Beidou Formation and the ten moves to win in many ways. This is not a lie.

Lin Pingzhi shook his head and said: "Since my father doesn't want me to practice this sword technique, how can I disobey my late father's will?
Even if I really master the swordsmanship that is invincible in this world, I will definitely not be happy in this life.

If I am not happy, my parents will not be safe in the first place, so it is better to avoid it. "

Zhuo Lingfeng said with a smile: "That's fine, you practiced evil swordsmanship to avenge Zuo Lengchan and the Songshan School, but you ran out of time.

Because I have been fighting against Zuo Lengchan for less than two months, either he will die or I will die!

He is dead, who do you turn to for revenge?

If he wins, no matter how miraculous this evil sword technique is, you will definitely not be able to defeat Zuo Lengchan in two months.

Why not practice the authentic martial arts I taught you! "

Lin Pingzhi asked: "Can I also practice to be the same as you?"

Zhuo Lingfeng glanced at him and said with a smile: "Like me, with your foundation, you will be almost done after ten or eight years of practice!"

Lin Pingzhi exclaimed, "Ten or eight years?"

He said with his head lowered, "That's too slow!"

I thought: "You killed Zuo Lengchan, but you won't kill everyone in the Songshan School! But I can do it, but..."

Seeing his discouraged look, Zhuo Lingfeng stretched out his hand to pat him on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "You don't have to be downcast, after ten or eight years, you will be less than 30 years old. If you reach the first-class level by then, you will be the so-called first-class master in the world." , Three or five together, it's not your fault!
Wouldn't it be great if your Lin family regained a foothold in the martial arts at that time, and you could continue the incense of your Lin family? "

Speaking of this, seeing Lin Pingzhi's silence, he suddenly realized in his heart, and said: "Of course you should avenge your parents, but you don't need to be too persistent!

Whether it is the major sects in today's martial arts, or your Lin family's three generations of bodyguards, who have blood on their hands, if they all have revenge, they will definitely wipe out each other's sects, and there will be fewer sects in this world!

And you will inevitably have a rare and happy death in the future, and the same goes for future generations!
There is retribution in this world, have you not seen the matter of Cao Mengde and Sima Zhao? "

Lin Pingzhi showed a puzzled look.

Zhuo Lingfeng didn't say anything, and said with a smile: "No matter what, I want you to be an upright and good person!

I absolutely don't want you to be blinded by hatred and eventually become a vicious person.

My master said that after going through a lot of trials and tribulations, I can keep a little bit of my original intention, but it’s not just for me! "

Lin Pingzhi's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help asking: "Could it be that the hero Zhuo also suffered an accident? Just because of that girl?"

Zhuo Lingfeng shook his body, and shouted: "Why are you so curious? Do you want to learn martial arts?"

Lin Pingzhi fell silent when he drank it.

Zhuo Lingfeng waved his hands and said, "Okay, let me teach you the art of changing muscles and forging bones first."

Next, Zhuo Lingfeng closed his eyes slightly, listened carefully to the movement around him with his ears, and then explained the method of breathing out and strengthening bones several times.

Lin Pingzhi naturally looked at a loss, knowing it but not knowing why.

Zhuo Lingfeng smiled slightly and said, "Sit down first."

Lin Pingzhi stepped onto the wooden couch and sat cross-legged.

Zhuo Lingfeng sat down behind him, stretched out his palms, and touched the "Fate Point" and "Lingtai" points on Lin Pingzhi's vest, his voice whispered in his ears: "Your foundation is too weak, I'm afraid you will understand If you don’t find the beauty, you can use the formulas I passed on to you to comprehend with your heart, and see how my true energy works in your body.”

As soon as the words were finished, Lin Pingzhi felt a heat flow pouring into his vest, reaching his dantian, and then began to divert to his limbs and bones.

"Walking Yin and correcting, entering the Jianjing, opening the tower of the gods, ascending the dovetail, raising a jade pillow, turning the middle of the mutton, soaring to the sky pillar, ... guarding the dantian with intention, and opening Zhangmen acupoint..."

Following Zhuo Lingfeng's very soft and fine voice, Lin Pingzhi's breath swelled and he rushed forward, his body was numb, sore, itchy, and mixed with smells, but he also knew that Zhuo Lingfeng was helping him perform exercises. I can't stand the pain, so I still talk about martial arts.

After a while, hot air enveloped Zhuo Lingfeng's top door, like a cloud of white air, condensed and lingering.

Zhuo Lingfeng's hard work was more tiring than a battle with a master like Ren Woxing.

Gein Lin Ping's internal strength is shallow and his meridians are not flexible enough, so he naturally has to control the priorities, and make no mistake or omission, so as not to hurt him.

It's okay to fight a few times with many masters, but once he heals someone's wounds and returns to his original state, he will lose his vitality, because the mental energy is too exhausted.

The source of any martial arts comes from the mind.

This is the principle that strength comes from the heart, and from the heart to strength.

After a long time, Zhuo Lingfeng let out a long breath, opened his eyes, retracted his palms on Lin Pingzhi's vest, and the white air on his head suddenly dissipated, turning into a string of beads of sweat, rolling down cheeks.

Lin Pingzhi also felt a lightness on his back, his internal breath came and went in an orderly manner, his body was full of yang for a moment, and he was reluctant to stand up. He was thinking of the formula passed by Zhuo Lingfeng in his heart, and he circulated his internal breath according to the law, smiling, Gradually enter the state of selflessness.

Zhuo Lingfeng got up slowly, thinking: "I have done enough, if he wastes my cultivation and brings disaster to the world, then don't blame me for being cruel!"

Time flies, and seven days pass in a blink of an eye.

Zhuo Lingfeng taught Lin Pingzhi a set of "Da Fu Mo Fist" and "Yu Xiao Sword Art".

These two martial arts are extensive and profound, and they are both unique skills. Lin Pingzhi practiced them like a fascination, and put all his body and mind into martial arts.

He meditated at night, practiced martial arts, and devoted himself to practicing swords during the day. When he encountered something difficult to understand, he asked Zhuo Lingfeng.

And Zhuo Lingfeng also diligently practiced "Tiangang Beidou Formation" and "Tiangang Swordsmanship".

For seven days, the rivers and lakes were turbulent, but the two martial idiots kept their ears to the outside world.

This night, the bright moon is setting in the west, and the surroundings are quiet, but it is midsummer, and the night is also hard to get rid of.

Zhuo Lingfeng opened several windows, sat in front of the lamp, fanned himself with a big cattail fan in one hand, and "Sword Manual of Exorcising Evil" was spread out on the table.

I thought: "According to my previous life, once I saw this sword manual, I would never fail to try out a move according to the law. After trying the first move, I would never fail to try the second move; Will not try the third trick.

Even though I know he is dead, I can't bear it, should I take a look? "

It has been several days since Zhuo Lingfeng got the sword manual, but he was curious and scared, and he never looked at it carefully, because he was afraid that he couldn't help but cut it.

When he was in a trance, he suddenly heard a "buzzing" sound. Looking up, he saw a moth flapping its wings and flying around the candlelight. He subconsciously waved his fan to drive it away, but the moth broke down immediately. When he came back, he suddenly rushed towards the candle flame desperately,

With a sound of "chi", the moth's wings were scorched by the candle flame, and it landed powerlessly on the table, but it fluttered toward the candle flame unwillingly, and didn't stop until it died.

Zhuo Lingfeng's heart skipped a beat, and he murmured, "Moths jumping into the flames will kill themselves!"

Could this be the warning God gave me!

Once you see it, you can't bear it?
When he thought of this, beads of sweat came out on his forehead, and he was about to put away the sword manual immediately, thinking that it would be fine if he let Zuo Lengchan not get it, why should he take such a risk!

Before finishing the reading, a white light suddenly came through the window, Zhuo Lingfeng smiled lightly, and raised the cattail fan with his right hand, the white light flew and landed on the fan, it turned out to be a ball of white paper.

He opened it and saw that it said: "Leave quickly, lest you regret it too late."

It is neither signed nor marked.

Zhuo Lingfeng didn't expect it to be a warning note, but he was a brave man, so he was afraid of something he would regret later.

But he thought: "The person who came here threw the ball of paper in, obviously using a deep energy in the extremely high internal strength, and the skill is not weak!" He said loudly: "Who is your Excellency, since you have good intentions, why don't you go in and take a look?" Say!"

Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a sweet smile, clear and sweet, one of them used the "Swallow Piercing Cloud" movement technique, jumped in, and said: "You let me in."

When Zhuo Lingfeng heard the laughter, he knew it was Ren Yingying, but when he glanced at it in the blink of an eye, he was taken aback.

But seeing that her hair was disheveled, although her face was still so white, it was not as pale as before, and her gorgeous green clothes were also stained with blood.

　Thank you for finally having time, book friend

　　
　
(End of this chapter)