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Chapter 14: Back to Yan Lou

"Well, the internal energy produced by this inner skill is pure Yang, let's call it "Haoyang Gong". After giving it to the people of Fuwei Escort Agency to practice, it won't take long for them to improve. In the future, I will try again when I have time.

Refining the Guiyuan Pill, replenishing the energy, refining the energy, and speeding up the cultivation."

Lin Pingzhi was in his room, holding a brush in his hand, and kept sketching on a book. On the book, there were words, pictures, meridians, etc. Although the outlines were in black and white, they were also lifelike and very distinctive.

The flavor.

After finishing this secret book, Lin Pingzhi wrote the three characters "Haoyang Gong" heavily on the cover.

Then, he stopped writing and took out a blank book again to start writing. He sketched out pictures one after another, depicting a human figure performing a set of palm skills.

Each page is a change of palm technique, and his text notes are left next to the pictures. In this way, as long as you get this secret book and practice it, you will get twice the result with half the effort. It is almost equivalent to Lin Pingzhi teaching martial arts step by step. For Fuwei

For everyone in the escort agency, that's the best thing.

After writing one internal skill book, one palm technique, and two secret books, Lin Pingzhi put them away and went to find Lin Zhennan.

Lin Zhennan was talking to Mrs. Lin in the hall. When he saw Lin Pingzhi walking in, his face immediately lit up with joy.

"Ping'er, how's it going? Is everything done?"

As he spoke, Lin Zhennan's face was filled with anticipation.

"Haha, don't worry, father, these are the two secret books that I have compiled over the years. Although they are not unparalleled magical skills, they can be regarded as first-rate martial arts in the world."

Lin Pingzhi smiled faintly and handed over the two secret booklets.

After Lin Zhennan took it, he glanced at it and saw two secret books, namely "Haoyang Gong" and "Mianzhang".

After opening it for a moment, he became excited. These two secret books, whether they were internal skills or palm skills, were extremely exquisite and had never been seen before.

"Haha, okay, okay, Ping'er, with these two secret books, the strength of our Fuwei Escort Agency can be greatly enhanced."

Although Lin Zhennan was surprised, he was more happy. Needless to say, in the martial arts world, martial arts secret books are precious. Every martial arts secret book that comes out may cause a bloody storm. I don’t know how many people in the world have taken over it.

, now he has obtained two books at once, including internal skills and palm skills. If they are combined and practiced, his strength will definitely improve.

"Father, these two secret books are my hard work. They are very precious. They can almost be used as the ancestral martial arts of our Lin family. You must be careful when teaching them."

Although the two martial arts that Lin Pingzhi presented were not as good as the Taiyuan Sword Manual he had, and there were many exquisite sword techniques, they were not accessible to ordinary martial arts people. Naturally, they had to be careful when teaching them.

"Haha, Ping'er, don't worry about this. How could my father not know the value of martial arts secrets, especially this kind of internal martial arts? Apart from those big sects, there aren't many in the world. These people in our escort agency have practiced them well.

These are widely circulated external martial arts. Even if you have developed internal strength, they are just some basic breathing and breathing techniques. Only by persisting for many years can you achieve some success. There is no mystery in the secret of this real internal strength. When teaching it, for

Father will take care of the situation."

Lin Zhennan laughed loudly, his face flushed. It was obvious that he had already made a plan in his heart. Seeing him like this, Lin Pingzhi also felt relieved.

"What's going on with you, father and son? Is there anything else you haven't told me?"

Mrs. Lin was looking at it a little puzzled, especially Lin Zhennan's excited look. Ever since he learned that the Qingcheng faction came to look for trouble these days, he has been frowning every day. He has never had such an expression.

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page).

"Ah? Madam, don't be impatient, just listen to me slowly."

Lin Zhennan smiled slightly and prepared to explain to Mrs. Lin.

"Father, mother, I have something to do and I have to go out first. These days, the family is relying on you. As long as you are a little more vigilant, there should be no problem. The Qingcheng faction has suffered a big loss. I'm afraid they won't come here for a while.

, but we must be careful. As soon as something goes wrong, you can leave directly. If you can keep the escort agency, keep it. If not, give it up temporarily. As long as we have people here, it will not be difficult to rebuild in the future. "

Lin Pingzhi's plan had been discussed with Lin Zhennan last night. He also knew what his son was thinking, so he would not stop him. Although Mrs. Lin was a little reluctant to give up, she also knew that the current Lin family situation was in crisis and someone needed to solve it, so she did not

stop.

After leaving the Fuwei Escort Agency, Lin Ping headed directly towards Hengshan, one man and one horse.

In these days, the news that Liu Zhengfeng, the elder of the Hengshan sect, had washed his hands in the golden basin had spread throughout the world. Lin Pingzhi had naturally known for a long time that he was going to Hengshan this time.

After a long journey, Lin Pingzhi arrived in Hengyang City three to five days later.

Hengyang City was crowded with people. Lin Pingzhi looked around and saw a large number of Jianghu people walking with knives and swords, and secretly sighed in his heart.

"The commotion of Liu Zhengfeng washing his hands in the golden basin is really quite big. People from all the martial arts circles gathered here. It can be regarded as a grand event in the martial arts world."

Lin Pingzhi silently observed the movement around him. After walking for a while, he looked up and saw a restaurant not far away. The decoration was simple and dated.

"Just in time, I'm really hungry after walking all the way. Let's find something to eat first."

With a thought in his heart, he led the white horse and walked over. He glanced slightly, and he was surprised. On the plaque of the restaurant, there were three large gilded characters of Huiyanlou coming towards him.

"It turns out it's here, so let's just go inside and have a look."

As soon as he arrived at the door, a waiter from the store greeted him.

"Waiter, help me feed the horse, and serve up a table of your specialty dishes."

Lin Pingzhi, led by the waiter, went up to the second floor, found a corner by the window and sat down, and then gave the order.

"Don't worry, sir, everything will be taken care of for you."

The waiter in the shop was also a smart man. He saw that Lin Pingyi was dressed in Tsing Yi, which looked simple but was made of fine fabrics. Coupled with his handsome face, his temperament became even more extraordinary, so he did not dare to neglect him.

Lin Pingzhi nodded lightly, and the waiter ran downstairs to prepare everything.

It was only then that Lin Pingzhi had time to look at the situation on the second floor. The most eye-catching thing was a table in the center of this floor. There were three people sitting there, a handsome little nun with a gentle face and eyes.

Pure, slightly wrinkled brows, seemingly infinitely sad, and a young man with sharp eyebrows, thin lips, and a free and easy temperament, who was drinking with a middle-aged man in his thirties.

Such a combination really shocked Lin Pingzhi for a moment.

"Huh? Is it such a coincidence? Linghu Chong, Tian Boguang, and Yilin?"

How could he have imagined that he just casually entered Hengyang City and came to Yanlou and encountered such a scene.

Not far away, there is a table, with an old man and a young man sitting next to it. The girl is dressed in aqua clothes, with skin like snow and bright black eyes. She gives people a weird feeling when she turns, while the old man has thin cheeks.

, looks old, but has a calm temperament.

"These two people should be Qu Yang and his granddaughter Qu Feiyan."

(This chapter is not finished yet, please turn the page.) At the other end of the table, there is a fat monk with big ears and a shiny face. There are all kinds of chicken, duck and fish on the table. He is actually a meat-and-wine monk who pays no attention to any Buddhist precepts.

"A monk who doesn't quit."

Lin Pingzhi scanned it silently, and the identities of these people all reflected in his mind. Today, there are so many famous characters gathered in the small Huiyan Tower. These people all have their own identities in the world, and it is very strange.

Extraordinary.

Not long after, the food Lin Pingzhi ordered was served, but instead of ordering wine, he ordered a pot of tea.

Suddenly, a loud shout broke the tranquility in the restaurant. A young Taoist rushed out from the side and drew out the long sword from his waist with a swishing sound.

After taking a few steps forward, the man shouted, "Are you Tian Boguang?"

When he spoke, he was pointing at a man in his thirties. The man was dressed in yellow, had a short knife in his hand, and had a few wisps of black beard on his lips. He had a certain appearance.

"I am Tian Boguang, what are you doing?" Tian Boguang smiled and looked coldly at the young Taoist.

"It's okay if you are Tian Boguang. You are a lecherous traitor, and everyone in the martial arts world will kill you! You should die!"

This young Taoist was a disciple of Taoist Tiansong of the Taishan Sect, named Chi Baicheng. When he saw Tian Boguang on Yanlou, he immediately wanted to kill the adulterer and act chivalrously.

As soon as he finished speaking, the long sword trembled, twisting and turning, and stabbed towards Tian Boguang's chest instantly with a green light.

This sword technique is exactly the sword technique of the Taishan Sect, called Taishan Eighteen Pans. It is circuitous and subtle, and with one thrust of the sword, Chi Baicheng also showed a good sword technique.

Tian Boguang watched the sword strike with a playful look in his eyes, as if he was unaware. Chi Baicheng was excited at the moment that he could kill this lewd thief.

A short knife came out of thin air, like a fleeting shadow, and slashed with a whoosh. The speed of this knife was incredibly fast, and only the shadow was visible, but the blade was not visible.

Ding, pfft! Two weird sounds suddenly came to mind. Chi Baicheng staggered back, his chest was covered in blood, and the gurgling blood was still flowing out. His face was pale, and he looked at Tian Boguang with horror on his face.

However, Tian Boguang never looked at Chi Baicheng at this time. His eyes fell on the ground beside the table, where there were two chopsticks, broken from the middle, and the fracture was smooth.

"Who is it? Who dares to meddle in my business? Stand up!"

Tian Boguang's face became angry, and he yelled on the spot. A cold light flashed from his right hand, and a short knife fell on his hand, trembling slightly, as if he was about to choose someone to devour at any time.

"Brother Tian, ​​what's wrong with you?"

Linghu Chong turned his head slightly, his face slightly pale. He was injured, but he was just holding on. Now that he saw Tian Boguang getting angry, his heart trembled, thinking that he was impatient and was about to take action.

"Hmph, Brother Linghu, come and see, there is really a hidden dragon and crouching tiger in this restaurant. Just now, there was a master who blocked my sharp knife. If it hadn't been like this, the little Taoist priest of the Taishan Sect would have been killed by me with one blow.

Where can I be injured but not killed?"

Tian Boguang's attitude towards Linghu Chong was very good. When he saw him asking questions, he did not hide it and pointed to the two chopsticks on the ground.

"Ah? Brother Tian, ​​are you saying that someone just blocked your sharp knife with this bamboo chopstick?"

Linghu Chong's surprise was nothing trivial. He had personally experienced how powerful Tian Boguang's sharp sword was. There were still wounds on his body to this day. This was because Tian Boguang had no intention of taking his life, otherwise he would have died countless times.

(End of chapter)

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