It took a full quarter of an hour for the laughter to stop.

Wu Yazi straightened his clothes, bowed his hands to the ground and said sincerely: "Sir, you are so kind, Wu Yazi is so grateful!"

Lin Pingzhi stretched out his hand to help him up, and said with a smile: "Mr. Wuyazi, there is no need to be polite, trivial matters are not worth mentioning. You and I have a common goal now. In the future, sir, just contribute more to this matter."

Wu Yazi said seriously: "How dare you not do your best!"

Lin Pingzhi smiled and said: "Mr. Cai made quite a stir just now. Your disciple is anxious outside the cave right now. We'd better go out first!"

"Sir, what you said makes sense, please!"

Wu Yazi was attracted by his hand and had lived in a deep cave for many years. He couldn't wait to go out and see the light of the outside world.

Back then, he was attacked by Ding Chunqiu and fell into a cliff, resulting in his feet being disabled. After escaping from death, he never stepped out of the cave again. Because it is difficult for a proud person like him to face his disability.

From being a man of great talent and possessing unparalleled magical skills to becoming a cripple with limited mobility, no one can easily accept it.

What keeps him alive is hatred.

The fate of Prince Yanqing of Dali Kingdom is very different. Prince Yanqing is even worse than Wu Yazi. If Dao Baifeng hadn't inadvertently given him a little warmth, he might not have been able to persevere.

Not too long!

When the two stepped out of the cave, they immediately saw Su Xinghe standing restlessly, with four little guys walking around beside him.

Lin Pingzhi was very satisfied. These little guys were pretty good and did not relax in their training.

"Master...Master...your feet...can you stand up?"

Su Xinghe's eyes were dull!

The mentor who had been disabled for many years actually walked out of the cave with flexible legs.

He was surprised and happy, and his old face turned red with excitement.

"Galaxy..."

Looking at Su Xinghe's face that was even older than his own, Wu Yazi couldn't help but feel sour in his heart. If he hadn't been dragged down by himself, how could he have become as old as he was with the immortality Kung Fu attribute of the Xiaoyao Sect.

Wu Yazi patted Su Xinghe on the shoulder and said with a guilty look on his face: "I can't help you, master. You have suffered a lot these years. With the help of my master, I have cured my disability. You no longer have to pretend to be deaf in the future."

If you are dumb, you can also recall all your disciples."

"Ding Chunqiu's evil obstacle, I will personally solve it for the Master's Association."

Su Xinghe burst into tears, knelt down and kowtowed: "Master... these are what disciples should do. Just recover...just recover..."

He was so excited that he was almost speechless.

"Xinghe... wake up... get up quickly."

Wu Yazi was both pleased and moved, and reached out to help him up.

"Master, wait a minute!"

Su Xinghe stopped him and moved his knees to kowtow to Lin Pingzhi: "Thank you sir for saving my teacher. Even if Su Xinghe died, it would not be enough to repay this great kindness!"

Lin Pingzhi smiled slightly and said: "Mr. Congbian, there is no need to be polite, it's just a matter of a little effort!"

With a wave of his sleeves, an invisible force lifted Su Xinghe back to where he was.

Su Xinghe subconsciously moved his energy to resist, but found that it had no effect, so he had to get up.

Wu Yazi said: "Xinghe, go quickly and serve some tea. I have some important matters to discuss with you, sir."

"Yes, Master!"

Su Xinghe went down to prepare with a happy face.

After Lin Pingzhi Wuzi ordered the four little guys to continue practicing, he followed Wu Yazi to a pavilion and sat down.

After Su Xinghe served tea and the two drank together, Wu Yazi asked, "Sir, how can I help you regarding preaching?"

Lin Pingzhi said: "We still need to find a few more helpers. Lin wants to trouble Mr. Wu Yazi and persuade the Tianshan Child Elder to join us."

"...senior sister?"

Wu Yazi pondered for a while and smiled bitterly: "My senior sister has always been domineering. We haven't seen each other for many years. I'm afraid she may not buy my fault!"

Lin Pingzhi smiled half-heartedly and said: "Tianshan Child Mother may not give others face, but if you say a word, it will definitely work!"

"Ahem...!"

"Sir, you are joking, let me give it a try!" Wu Yazi was a little embarrassed, being teased at his age.

"With Mr. Wu Yazi coming forward, this matter will be done!"

Wu Xingyun has been madly in love with Wu Yazi for decades. With a good idea about love and a word from Wu Yazi, this matter is sure to happen.

Wu Yazi said: "Sir, your abilities are astonishing. I wonder what you think, but you still need help?"

"As Mr. Wu Yazi said before, there will be a bloody storm in the world. This storm will inevitably affect the Zhenwu Palace. Disciple Lin is not strong enough to deal with this situation. There will inevitably be twists and turns, and I will need a few masters to guard the Zhenwu Palace for me.

By presiding over the spread of martial arts, Lin can take off his hands and go overseas."

"Overseas?" Wu Yazi was a little confused.

Lin Pingzhi said: "I am going to find something. Only by finding this thing can martial arts benefit the people."

"I understand!" Wu Yazi nodded solemnly.

Lin Pingzhi continued: "This is just one of the reasons."

"oh?"

"Is there any other reason?"

Lin Pingzhi said: "To spread martial arts all over the world, one true martial arts palace is far from enough. Therefore, after I train my disciples, I will open a second palace and a third palace in the world..."

"Lingjiu Palace has been operating in Tianshan Mountain for many years and has a huge power. If it can open up a Zhenwu Palace to host the spread of martial arts, it will definitely achieve great results."

"Sir, this is such a grand gesture. If we form an alliance with the imperial court, open a martial arts academy, and manage both of them, it will not be difficult for martial arts to spread to every corner of the world."

Wu Yazi was extremely smart. As soon as he heard this, he guessed Lin Pingzhi's general plan.

"It's just that the emperor and the scholar-bureaucrats rule the world today, and the court is not the sole authority of the emperor. I'm afraid they will obstruct it more."

The Song Dynasty and the scholar-bureaucrats shared the world!

The punishment is not good enough for the scholar-bureaucrats!

Learning is valuable than anything else.

Just these three words are enough to show the momentum of the literati of the Song Dynasty.

These literati have finally suppressed the martial arts, so how can they watch them become powerful again? The Zhenwu Palace only intervenes in the Jianghu, and there is still room for relaxation. Once they enter the place and enter the court, all the people learn martial arts, which is undoubtedly not digging the foundation of their survival.

Lin Pingzhi sneered and said: "A group of rotten scholars should have been wiped out long ago. The literati of the Song Dynasty could not do anything more than talk about war on paper and talk about literati's character. They were good at writing poems and fighting for power, but they were really bad at doing practical things.

"

"The pen of a literati is as sharp as a knife. If you deliberately cause trouble and ruin the reputation of Zhenwu Palace, I am afraid that the matter of preaching..."

Wu Yazi did not continue.

What follows is understandable without having to say it.

Lin Pingzhi said quietly: "Don't worry, there are too many people in the world who can't get ahead. Many people can't even afford to read, so how can they refuse the path I gave them? What's more... if they know martial arts, they can

Who can refuse immortality?"

Wu Yazi was surprised: "Can martial arts lead to immortality?"

He knew that learning martial arts could prolong life, but longevity...

Lin Pingzhi said: "Yes, once Lin's skill is completed, he can live for hundreds of years. If he continues to practice, he can live forever!"

Hundreds of years of life are already the lifespan of a dynasty. Even a short-lived dynasty may not be that long.

"No wonder sir has such power, it turns out... he has the power of immortality!"

Wu Yazi was amazed.

Lin Pingzhi did not answer the words and changed the subject: "In fact, according to Lin's idea, both civil and military arts are emphasized, and it is best for scholars to learn martial arts. It is difficult for a reckless person to become a great master, and only those scholars who are wise and understanding can learn martial arts."

The main force that continues to rise."

Wu Yazi said: "That's true. Without enough knowledge, one cannot understand the essence of profound martial arts. It's just that the literati of the Song Dynasty were very repulsive to martial artists. Those sitting in the court were already very old, even if they knew that martial arts could lead to immortality.

, and am no longer able to pursue it. I’m afraid it’s not that easy to compromise!”

Lin Pingzhi said: "Then it depends on whether the emperor of the day has the courage to make a decision. If he is suppressed by the literati and cannot cooperate, then we can rebuild the country and replace him with a courageous emperor to wipe out these corrupt scholars."

Having said that, Lin Pingzhi did not reveal his true thoughts. Because even if the emperor and the literati did not agree, he could still make them agree.

Telepathy is not a vegetarian thing!

After irritating him, he directly planted the mind-telling technique on all the emperor and courtiers, and they had to cooperate even if they didn't cooperate.

Wu Yazi advised: "The Western Xia Khitan is still watching, and the Song Dynasty is already weak. If civil strife breaks out, the world will be in turmoil."

"If we really get to that point, we will naturally have to make a complete decision!"
Chapter completed!