Inheritance of Endless Martial Spirit

Chapter 158 Chapter 150 Chapter Nine
"Okay, okay!" Wu Yazi laughed heartily, rolled up Shen Lin's shoulders with his long sleeves, and slowly helped him up, "Get up, get up, I didn't expect that when I was 92 years old, I could still receive such an invitation from you." Good disciple. I am very relieved for the teacher, very relieved!"

"Come on, good disciple," Wu Yazi shook the long sleeve of his right hand, and it shattered, revealing the hand in the sleeve.

Shen Lin looked down, and saw that his five fingers were long and slender, white as jade fat, not like a man's, but like the jade finger of a peerless beauty, and on that thumb, there was a gemstone ring.

On this ring, there are seven gemstones inlaid, which are red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple, shining with bright brilliance and incomparably gorgeous.

"Lin'er," Wu Yazi looked at Shen Lin with a smile, "take off the ring on my hand for Master."

"Yes," Shen Lin stepped forward, raised Wu Yazi's right hand, and gently took off the Seven Treasure Ring.

"Lin'er, this is the token of the head of my Xiaoyao Sect, the Seven Treasures Ring." Wu Yazi looked at Shen Lin with satisfaction, and said with a smile, "Put it on now!"

"What?" Shen Lin was taken aback. Could it be that Wu Yazi still had no plans to survive and wanted to pass on the master to himself.

"Hehe, idiot, don't worry! As a teacher, I have already figured it out, and I won't be overwhelmed and easily seek death," Wu Yazi looked at Shen Lin's worried expression, and smiled gratifiedly, "It's just that the Yi Jin Jing is mysterious and profound. It is no small matter, it is not so easy to comprehend this magical skill, and the matter of rebuilding the muscles and bones is not a day's work, as a teacher, one must retreat and meditate in order to achieve it as soon as possible."

"I wish Master an early success and complete merit," Shen Lin said with a slight smile and cupped his hands.

"Hehe," Wu Yazi smiled, and suddenly said, "Originally, I planned to find a successor, pass on what I've learned all my life, and pass it on to him, so that I can go to heaven. But, I changed my mind now, I To restore strength, kill that traitor Ding Chunqiu, and then teach you to be the most powerful head of the Xiaoyao Sect."

After all, Wu Yazi stared at Shen Lin, carefully watching the changes in Shen Lin's expression.

Having experienced Ding Chunqiu's betrayal, Wu Yazi was a little scared, he purposely said that he planned to pass on the exercises to Shen Lin, but now that he doesn't pass on the exercises, it is to test Shen Lin's character, whether he values ​​love over profit.

If there is a trace of regret on Shen Lin's face, it means that this man is not a person worthy of Wu Yazi's inheritance. Wu Yazi will never teach martial arts, because in that case, he will only Another Ding Chunqiu will be cultivated.

No, not Ding Chunqiu, judging by Shen Lin's age and cultivation, if Shen Lin's heart is not good, then he will become a bigger disaster than Ding Chunqiu.

Fortunately, Shen Lin did not disappoint him. Hearing Wu Yazi's words, Shen Lin's face was still as calm as the sea, without any waves showing.

Originally, Wu Yazi's plan was to pass on his skills?Shen Lin knew about this a long time ago, but Shen Lin's nature couldn't accept it, otherwise she wouldn't have come up with the Yi Jin Jing.

Wu Yazi used this to test Shen Lin's character, it was really unnecessary.

"What? You don't listen to Master's words? Or are you unwilling to be the head of the Xiaoyao Sect, so that Master and I can calm down and retreat quietly?" Wu Yazi looked at Shen Lin and said.

Shen Lin nodded, put the ring of seven treasures on his thumb, and smiled slightly: "Since the master has an order, I dare not disobey."

"Haha, good disciple. Lin'er, go out and call Xinghe in for me, I want to tell him something," Wu Yazi said with a smile.

"Yes," Shen Lin smiled and walked out of the cave.

"Brother Shen Lin," just as Shen Lin walked out of the cave, Su Xinghe's old face appeared in front of him. He looked at Shen Lin nervously and asked, "Has Master accepted you as a disciple?"

"Well," Shen Lin nodded, raised his hand, revealed the Seven Treasure Ring on his thumb, and smiled slightly, "Master has already passed on the Seven Treasure Ring to me, from now on, you will be my senior brother."

"Master, you have a good journey!" Hearing Shen Lin's words, Su Xinghe suddenly knelt on the ground, kowtowed into the cave, and stunned Shen Lin, "Don't worry, Xinghe will definitely Well assist the sect master junior brother to eradicate the traitor Ding Chunqiu."

"That," Shen Lin seemed to understand something, gently pulled Su Xinghe's lapel, pulled him up, and said dumbfoundedly, "Senior Brother Su, calm down."

"Su Xinghe, a disciple of Xiaoyao Sect, pays homage to the head master." Su Xinghe interrupted Shen Lin, stood up and then knelt down to Shen Lin suddenly, with tears streaming down his face, "Junior brother, when master left, was he safe? What is there to explain?"

Sure enough, Shen Lin gave a wry smile helplessly, his guess was indeed correct, Su Xinghe really thought that Wu Yazi had already imparted his skills to Shen Lin, and the oil was exhausted.

"Senior Brother Su, calm down," Shen Lin pulled Su Xinghe up, dumbfounded, and shouted, "Master is not dead!"

"Oh! Why isn't Master dead? Master isn't dead?" Su Xinghe's eyes widened, and the wrinkles like tree bark twisted into a ball, and then stretched out again, "Master is really not dead?"

"Master told you to go in!" Shen Lin said helplessly, "After you go in, you will naturally understand."

"Oh!" Su Xinghe nodded hastily, and ran towards the cave.

Looking at Su Xinghe, Shen Lin shook his head with a wry smile, and followed him in.

Sitting on the stone bed, Wu Yazi smiled and looked at Su Xinghe, who was full of vicissitudes, "Xinghe, you have worked hard all these years, and I will start retreat as a teacher. If I fail this time, I will not leave. You need to help your junior brother more, you know?"

"Don't worry, Master!" Su Xinghe nodded, "I will definitely do my best to help my junior until you, Master, successfully pass the test."

Wu Yazi nodded: "In that case, you should take your junior brother and retreat!"

"By the way," Wu Yazi called to stop the two who were about to retreat, "Xinghe, take your junior brother with you, and pass on the Beiming Divine Art and Lingbo Weibu to your junior brother."

"Okay, step back!" Wu Yazi slowly closed his eyes.

"Resignation, apprentice," the two bowed and exited the cave.

"I didn't expect you, junior brother, to be so capable. You can even get the secret of the Shaolin Temple's secret Yi Jin Jing." Su Xinghe said with a smile, "Now that master is expected to recover, I am very grateful to you brother!"

Shen Lin: "Brother, that's out of line. Master is also my master. If that's the case, what's the point of me doing this for Master!"

Su Xinghe nodded: "Senior Brother said that, Senior Brother was so happy that he was talking nonsense and said something wrong, Junior Brother, don't blame him."

"By the way, senior brother, I don't know if I should say something or not," Shen Lin said after hesitating for a moment.

"Junior brother, but it's okay to say."

Shen Lin said: "On the way here, I met eight disciples of Senior Brother. When they heard that I was going up the mountain, they wanted to stop me for fear that I would be disadvantageous to you."

"What? These eight guys are so ignorant?" Su Xinghe's face changed slightly. He knew that Shen Lin's martial arts were superior to his own, so he couldn't help worrying about his disciples, "Junior Shen Lin, don't be offended, they are just worried It’s all about my safety, I have no bad intentions.”

"Brother, you are too worried," Shen Lin waved his hand, "I just thought, these eight people obviously respect you very much, why did you drive them all out of the sect!"

"Hey!" Su Xinghe sighed, "Being a brother also has difficulties! Brother, I am obsessed with piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and have no interest in martial arts, so that martial arts have always been inferior to Ding Chunqiu. Now Ding Chunqiu is watching from the side. If I let them be by my side, There will only be dangers. I can't protect them, so I have to send them away."

The corner of Shen Lin's mouth twitched: "Since this is the case, Master is expected to recover now. I am confident that I will not lose to Ding Chunqiu. I think, how about calling the eight of them back and reorganizing the Xiaoyao Sect?"

As a matter of fact, Shen Lin really loved talents, Hangu Bayou's strength is considered pretty good in Tianlong Babu, at least he can be regarded as a first-class master of the elders of the beggar gang, and he can definitely be regarded as the backbone of a sect.

Compared to their strength, their individual unique skills are even more admirable. Among them, Xue Muhua's strong medical skills and the interpersonal relationship established with his medical skills are even more valued by Shen Lin.

In the original book, a letter from Xue Muhua can bring most of the masters from the Central Plains to Juxianzhuang, and even severely injured Qiao Feng. This kind of genius doctor's appeal is simply terrifying.

Shen Lin never wanted to let such a talent go.

Su Xinghe's face showed a hint of excitement: "Junior Brother is the head of the Xiaoyao Sect. Since Junior Brother has given orders, Senior Brother will naturally obey."

"Haha," Shen Lin chuckled, turned his head, looked at the grove by the side of the road, and said loudly, "I've been eavesdropping for so long, it's time to come out!"

For a long while, there was no movement.

Shen Lin's face darkened: "Why, do you still want me to drag you out?"

While Su Xinghe was dumbfounded, eight figures came out of the woods in a row, hesitantly, who else could it be if it wasn't the Eight Friends of Hangu?

"Meet Master," Hangu Eight Friends lined up, knelt down respectfully, and kowtowed to Su Xinghe.

"This is your master's new closed disciple, and also the new head of our Xiaoyao Sect." Su Xinghe nodded, "You still don't want to meet?"

"These" eight people hesitated for a moment, asking them to recognize a young man like Shen Lin as their uncle was really awkward.

"Okay, it's enough to have a respectful heart, such vulgar etiquette, I don't need to stick to it," Shen Lin said, which relieved the embarrassment of the eight people, and also made the eight people feel more fond of Shen Lin in their hearts. "Senior brother, since the eight of them are all here today, choosing another day is worse than bumping into the sun, so you put them back into the gate wall!"

Looking at the eager gazes of the Eight Friends of Hangu, Su Xinghe was also filled with emotion, and helped them up one by one with trembling hands: "Get up, today, Master will put you in the gate wall again."

"Thank you, master," the eight people burst into tears.

Su Xinghe said with a smile: "You should thank your master uncle, now that you can return to the Xiaoyao sect, it is because of your uncle's pleading!"

"Thank you, Master Uncle!" The eight people looked at Shen Lin, and their affection increased again.

"Today, I, Su Xinghe, bring the eight friends of Hangu to Xiaoyao again, and the heavens will learn from it."

With a single word, a dragon of surging luck flew up from Su Xinghe and Hangu Eight Friends, hovered for a while, and merged into Shen Lin's body.

At this point, the luck of the Xiaoyao faction officially blessed Shen Lin.

(End of this chapter)