"It is indeed him."

Lin Pingzhi has accidents, but there are no accidents. For those who can devote themselves wholeheartedly to the sword, how many people are there in this world besides being alone and seeking defeat?

"Dugu? Are you not Han?"

The young man said: "I was born without a father or a mother, I don't have a name, and I have no roots. I am alone and don't know where I am from, so I named myself Dugu, which means pursuing the ultimate realm of swordsmanship throughout my life, regardless of love or hatred.

hatred."

"A good name, a good idea. The road to seeking the truth is a solitary road. The higher you go, the fewer people are around you. Only those who can walk side by side to the end are rare. You should give up these things from the beginning, walk alone, and concentrate on

Seeking the truth is truly unique among ten thousand."

Once upon a time, he had the same idea. After resurrecting his life, he had a golden finger by his side, and saw the martial arts that he had dreamed of in his previous life. He was unwilling to remain silent and do nothing, and he was unwilling to waste his limited life on mundane things in the world of mortals.

He wants to move upward and reach a situation that others cannot imagine. This heart and thought are the essence of his way of sword and self, to keep moving forward and never stop.

When I saw this young man named Dugu, I saw my former self.

Dugu held the three-foot green blade tightly and said seriously: "The first time I held a sword, I knew that my whole life could only be dedicated to the sword."

Lin Pingzhi smiled and said: "Very good, how long have you been studying?"

"Ten days to five years!"

Dugu clearly remembered the days when he learned martial arts with a sword. Every time he drew the sword, every time he swung the sword, and every drop of sweat shed for this, he still vividly remembered it.

"Can you let me see your sword?" Lin Pingzhi asked.

Dugu said: "I know that I am far behind you now. I only know the most basic inner-refining method and the simplest entry-level sword skills. There is no need for you to look at my sword skills."

Lin Pingzhi shook his head: "You are wrong. What I want to see is not your sword skills, but your desire to learn swords and your wisdom in learning swords. If you are really born for swords, even the simplest sword skills will

It can also be used in a different way."

"Come on, since you are determined to reject the swordsmanship of the peerless swordsman, you must have the ambition to defeat all methods with your own methods. Why don't you have the courage to draw the sword?"

Lin Pingzhi's sharp and compelling gaze was like the edge of a sword falling on Dugu, and his whole body exuded a fierce aura, like a sword that stands proudly in the world and shows its sharp edge!

Where he stood, everything in the world seemed to have become the edge of his sword. The mountains under his feet were like swords, and the white clouds outside him were like swords.

At this time, he is the center of the sword, the will of the sword.

He is a living sword.

The sharp aura made Dugu's whole body tremble. He gritted his teeth and clenched the trembling sword in his hand. At this time, the sword in his hand was his only support.

"good!"

A word full of edge.

Like the sound of a sword, like the sound of a sword.

It is also the determination of Dugu.

Raise your eyebrows!

The sword is unsheathed!

Step up!

People fly!

The swordsmanship is as simple as it is perfect, stabbing is stabbing, and teasing is teasing, with almost no other changes, but every move he makes is extremely swift and directly targets the opponent's vital points.

No defense at all!

Lin Pingzhi nodded secretly: "Sure enough, this is his way of swordsmanship. He uses offense as defense, advancing without retreating. Presumably the end of this swordsmanship will be the Dugu Nine Swords that cracks the world's martial arts moves!"

He stretched out a finger, without raising any of his skills, and pointed it at the tip of the sword in front of his throat.

The slender white jade fingers are indistinguishable from the divine sword.

This is the power of a completely transformed Kung Fu body. It has absorbed Zhu Wuwu's energy, which is comparable to that of a hundred people. His Kung Fu body has evolved to perfection.

Even the sharpest sword in the world cannot cut through his skin.

The light jade finger pressed against the tip of Dugu's sword without even using any strength.

Although Dugu knew that he was definitely no match for the opponent, he never expected that the opponent didn't even have the slightest bit of skill and could block his sword edge with just his flesh and blood knuckles.

Clenching his teeth, he suddenly changed his sword moves, lowered his hand, exerted force on his wrist, and swung it out horizontally, hitting Lin Ping's chest and abdomen directly.

It seems that one move uses all the strength, and the next move is made with the wrist halfway. It is impossible for ordinary people to have any power. But Dugu's sword is not only fast, but also powerful.

When the sword is swung out, you can hear the sound of the air being cut.

"not bad!"

Lin Ping raised one of his fingers, this time directly blocking the edge of the sword.

The sword of Dugu was only halfway swung, but it couldn't be swung down.

His sword moves immediately changed again.

Stand up and thrust forward!

Lin Pingzhi's fingers were still next to the edge of his sword, and the sound of cutting steel was heard from his forward thrust.

The sword he saw was about to strike, and Dugu even felt something like this in his heart.

"Um?"

Unexpectedly, the tip of the sword was blocked again.

Lin Pingzhi's finger pressed against the tip of the sword, but Dugu didn't notice when his finger appeared, as if it was already there waiting for him.

"When was his finger not at the edge of my sword?"

Although the thought occurred in his mind, he did not hesitate to fight back. He stepped back and stepped forward to draw the sword. It was still the simplest basic thirteen-position sword technique.

He can be said to have mastered this basic swordsmanship to the pinnacle. He can combine it at will, launch moves at will, and possess both strength, speed, stability, accuracy and ruthlessness.

However, no matter how he launched his move or changed it, he was firmly blocked by a finger every time.

With just one finger, it was like a copper wall and an iron wall, keeping Dugu's sword at bay.

suddenly!

I saw Dugu taking three steps back in succession, flicking his wrist, and the sword in his hand turned into streaks of sword light. This sword was completely different from the one before, and there were countless back moves.

It looks like a stab but not a stab, a thrust but not a tease, it looks like a point but not a point... It changes in the thirteen postures of swordsmanship, and it seems that the thirteen postures are combined into one sword.

This sword can be a stab, a point, or any of the thirteen sword techniques.

Lin Pingzhi even saw the shadow of his own swordsmanship left in the word "Tao".

He couldn't help but smile and said: "What a boy!"

Stretch out your fingers and hold them all down.

"Sure enough, he has outstanding aptitude. He actually used Yamashita's sword skills to find his own way. What's the name of this move?"

Dugu took back the blocked sword and put it back into its sheath. He had used all his strength and had no other means: "There is no name."

Lin Pingzhi retracted his hand and said with a faint smile: "This sword is extraordinary. When your skills catch up in the future, if you don't pay attention, there are not many people who can be like this sword."

Lin Pingzhi thought for a while: "How about asking Yi Shi to pay attention?"

Attentive?

Dugu also felt that its name was just right. This sword was so unique that it could advance without retreating. Not only should the opponent be careful, but he himself should also be careful.

The sword is the place of birth and death, one style and one must pay attention to.

Anyone who can't stop it will be hit by this sword. Anyone who can stop it will easily kill himself.

Both sides need to pay attention, as the name suggests.

Dugu nodded.

"What a good name, it matches my sword."

Lin Pingzhi smiled slightly and said: "You have outstanding talents. You can find your own sword path with only the most basic internal exercises and the simplest entry-level sword skills. You can be said to be a person born for the sword. But after all, you are not

I have seen profound martial arts, but with these two martial arts alone, if you want to develop your own way of swordsmanship, you will have to spend decades of hard work."

"Too much time is wasted. The lifespan of a mortal is only a hundred years at most. If you want to use these two skills to get into the way of swordsmanship, there is only one way to go. Try swords in the world, fight to support fighting, and see the world's martial arts. But this way

Come on, long-term fighting will inevitably lead to hidden wounds. It is a blessing to live to be seventy or eighty years old. The room for improvement in the future can be imagined."

Dugu Jian raised his eyebrows and said, "What do you mean? Do you want to give me the martial arts of those peerless swordsmen?"

"I can understand that you are stubborn by nature and don't want to owe others favors. You want to reach the top with your own abilities. But if you want to go higher, you shouldn't refuse the help you can get."

"Are you... willing to become my teacher?"

Dugu frowned, neither agreeing nor rejecting, and asked: "What can you teach me?"

A master chooses a disciple, and a disciple chooses a master. Lin Pingzhi fell in love with Dugu, but Dugu still wanted to rely on his own strength to reach the top of the sword.

I don't want to decide at the moment.

Lin Pingzhi said: "Before you meet my requirements, the only thing I can teach you is accumulation!"

"Accumulation?" Dugu didn't know why.

"The so-called accumulation is to understand the wisdom hidden in each martial arts, and use it for one's own use, so as to understand the way of swordsmanship. If you worship me as your teacher, you can see all the secrets in the palace, but you can't practice them." Lin

Pingzhi explained.

Dugu thought to himself.

But Lin Pingzhi said again: "You already have your own way of swordsmanship, and there is no need to practice other people's methods. All you have to do is one thing. See the essence of hundreds of schools of thought, accumulate wisdom, gather it together, and turn it into your own.

Law."

Dugu's eyes lit up and he suddenly said: "If I meet your requirements, what can you teach me?"

Lin Pingzhi smiled faintly, knowing that Dugu was already tempted: "I can teach you the way to live forever, condense your body, and live for hundreds of years."

Immortality? Kung Fu? Hundreds of years of life?
Chapter completed!