"But there is no need to belittle yourself. Your swordsmanship has reached a peak state. Many moves are integrated into one. You can do whatever you want. The antelope hangs its horns and there is no trace to be found. The sword power has also been condensed. It is only a matter of time before you realize the sword's intention.
matter."
Feng Qingyang waved his hand. He could clearly see Lin Pingzhi's current martial arts state. He had indeed reached a mysterious and unpredictable state, and there was hope for the innate state.
"Okay, Mr. Lin, you are accomplished in swordsmanship. Even if it is my Dugu Nine Swords, I don't need to pass it on to you. This fate is over, I'm going over here."
Feng Qingyang just said a few words, then jumped off the Siguo Cliff. The clouds were thick and the mist disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye. Lin Pingzhi walked to the edge of the cliff and silently glanced down.
Not even a trace of him could be seen.
"He is truly a hermit in the world, with extraordinary grace."
Lin Pingzhi sighed in admiration, and didn't think much about it. This time he met Feng Qingyang, and he gained a lot. He became more and more understanding of the future path of martial arts, and vaguely understood many innate secrets. The value of this thing is too much.
Big.
The next thing to do is to follow the steps step by step, slowly figure out the practice, and reach a state where it is a matter of course.
After leaving Huashan, Lin Ping walked alone, studying martial arts and practicing non-stop every day. He felt at ease and comfortable, as if he had forgotten the troubles of the world.
On this day, I came to Luoyang City again. More than half a month had passed since I came back and forth.
Luoyang is still prosperous. Walking on the streets, there are huge crowds of people everywhere.
"Huh? I have nothing to do for the moment. I just want to go to Jindaomen."
After thinking for a moment, Lin Pingzhi decided to go to Luoyang's Jindaomen. His grandfather was quite nice to him. Now that he was in Luoyang, it would be unreasonable not to go and have a look.
The Golden Knife Gate is naturally famous in Luoyang, and Lin Pingzhi knew its location after just a little inquiry.
He walked forward leisurely, and soon he came to a wide street. From a distance he saw a magnificent mansion, a wide gate, and two large stone lions in front of the door. They were tall and majestic, probably weighing several thousand kilograms.
The weight, the thick copper nails on the two vermilion doors, and the shining golden door knockers all illustrate the wealth and momentum of the Golden Sword Wang family.
The hero of Zhongzhou, the invincible golden sword Wang Yuanba, is also a famous veteran in the world. Such power is not beyond Lin Pingzhi's expectations.
Lin Pingzhi walked to the door, and immediately several strong servants came over, looking at him with burning eyes, with a hint of fierceness.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?"
A servant in his twenties, with a strong body, broad hands, and strong muscles, came to Lin Pingzhi and asked a little arrogantly.
"I'm Lin Pingzhi, you've come to visit my grandpa, please go and report."
Lin Pingzhi didn't bother to pay attention to the servant's arrogance and said lightly.
"Ah? It turns out that Mr. Cousin is here. Please forgive me for being rude. My young lady and uncle also happen to be in Luoyang these days. Mr. Cousin, please come in!"
As soon as he heard Lin Pingzhi's name, the servant's expression immediately changed, he said with a smile on his face, and he quickly led the way and led Lin Pingzhi inside.
Another servant also ran in hurriedly, shouting loudly as he ran.
Not long after, the entire Wang family was alarmed and became noisy.
Lin Pingzhi had just walked for a while, and as soon as he passed the front yard of the palace, he saw a group of people coming to greet him.
His eyes jumped slightly, and he was a little surprised.
(This chapter is not finished yet, please turn the page.) However, Lin Zhennan and his wife were also among the crowd. This made him a little bit surprised that the Fuwei Escort Agency had just moved to Hengshan City. Logically speaking, it was a busy time, and Lin Zhennan and his wife would actually come there.
Luoyang, how not to surprise him.
"Haha, my great grandson is here, come and show me to grandpa!"
A hearty laugh came first. Lin Pingzhi took a closer look and saw one person at the head of the approaching crowd. He was an old man in his seventies, with a red face and a long white bush under his chin.
The beard floats on the chest and is full of energy. The two goose eggs in the left hand are choking and clattering. The golden gall of laughter.
This old man is none other than Lin Pingzhi's grandfather, Wang Yuanba.
"Pingzhi meets grandpa!"
Lin Pingzhi took a few steps and hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.
Wang Yuanba looked him up and down, then reached out and patted his shoulder a few times.
"Okay, okay, Pingzhi has grown up so much, he's ready for success, he's ready for success."
After chatting for a while, Lin Pingzhi also met other members of the Wang family, including his two uncles, Wang Bofen and Wang Zhongqiang, and his two cousins, Wang Jiajun and Wang Jiaju.
A group of people were talking and walking towards the courtyard.
We arrived at a lobby and sat down.
"Pingzhi, why did you suddenly come to Luoyang? Not with your parents yet?"
After sitting down, Wang Yuanba asked.
"I am also traveling here this time, so I went to see my grandpa, but I didn't expect that my father and mother would also come to Luoyang. I thought it would take some time for the affairs of the escort agency to be settled properly."
Lin Pingzhi talked about the past in an understatement. Naturally, the matter of Qu Yang and Qu Feiyan could not be mentioned at this time.
"It's good to be here, it's good to be here. You haven't been to Luoyang for many years. When you arrive this time, you can stay with grandpa for a while. By the way, I heard that you have joined Mr. Mo Da of the Hengshan Sect.
This is very good. I also heard about the Qingcheng Sect a few days ago. Now that you have become a disciple of Hengshan, the situation of the Fuwei Escort Agency will be much better."
Wang Yuanba talked for a while and then said: "By the way, Pingzhi, Mr. Yue from the Huashan Sect is also a guest at my grandpa's house this time. After all, he is still your uncle. I will take you to meet him."
"Oh? Is Uncle Yue here with my grandpa too? I should go and meet him then."
Lin Pingzhi was surprised. He really didn't expect that Yue Buqun and others would be at the Golden Knife Gate in Luoyang.
This somewhat surprised him.
"Yes, Master Yue is a first-rate master in the world. Now that he has arrived in Luoyang, grandpa will naturally entertain him well."
Wang Yuanba laughed while taking Lin Pingzhi to a side courtyard of the palace.
After a while, Lin Pingzhi saw Yue Buqun again.
"Lin Pingzhi has met Master Yue."
"Oh? When did Senior Nephew Lin arrive? Come in quickly."
With a spring-like smile on his face, Yue Buqun welcomed Wang Yuanba and Lin Pingzhi inside.
The courtyard was not small. When Lin Ping came in, he saw many disciples of the Huashan Sect practicing swordsmanship and martial arts. They were shouting and shouting, and they looked quite energetic.
"Haha, these disciples of Master Yue are really diligent."
Wang Yuanba watched many Huashan disciples practicing their swords and said with a loud smile.
"Haha, Mr. Wang is ridiculous. The key to martial arts lies in diligence. These disciples are very incompetent. They are far worse than your grandson.
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Yue Buqun smiled lightly.
"Uncle Yue, not long ago, I went to Huashan Mountain and wanted to pay a visit, but there was no one there. I thought something had happened. It turned out that my uncle brought many senior brothers down the mountain for a trip."
Lin Pingzhi said aloud.
"Oh? Nephew Lin, you went to Huashan? That's really unfortunate."
Yue Buqun's eyes flashed and he said regretfully.
"By the way, Master Yue, how is Young Master Linghu's injury?"
Wang Yuanba asked softly.
"Oh, it's still the same as before. As a senior disciple, I really make people worry."
Yue Buqun smiled bitterly upon hearing this, his face slightly ugly.
"Huh? Uncle Master, are you talking about Brother Linghu? Is he injured?"
Lin Pingzhi was slightly startled. Linghu Chong was injured like this? What happened to the Huashan Sect?
"Yes, Linghu Chong's injury is really troublesome. I don't know what to do right now. My nephew, you have great martial arts skills. Let's take a look together."
After Yue Buqun said that, he took Lin Pingzhi and Wang Yuanba to Linghu Chong's room.
As soon as he entered, Lin Pingzhi saw a person lying on the bed in the room, and there were two people taking care of him next to him, a young girl and a middle-aged woman.
After some introductions, the two people were officially identified as Ning Zhongze and Yue Lingshan.
When Yue Lingshan saw Lin Pingzhi, she recognized him immediately and snorted lightly without a good expression. This made Lin Pingzhi smile bitterly. This little girl was still holding a grudge.
However, Lin Pingzhi didn't care. He walked to the bedside and was really shocked when he saw Linghu Chong's face was sallow, his eyes were sunken, and he looked like he was hunched over. Linghu Chong looked like this, which was shocking.
"Uncle Master, how did it become like this? I also met Brother Linghu when we were at Hengshan. Although he suffered a lot of injuries, they were just superficial injuries. How serious is it now?"
Lin Pingzhi asked and put his hand on Linghu Chong's pulse gate.
A trace of condensed and pure internal energy was explored, and Lin Pingzhi's expression suddenly changed slightly. He felt that there were seven or eight strands of internal energy in Linghu Chong's body, entangled and colliding with each other. As soon as this trace of his own internal energy entered it, it immediately caused changes.
, the conflict seemed to have become intense.
Linghu Chong, who was on the bed, groaned and his face became paler.
Lin Pingzhi quickly pulled away and retreated.
"Uncle Yue, Uncle Ning, and Brother Linghu's injuries are not trivial. How come there are so many alien internal forces in his body that conflict with each other and become a mess? Such internal injuries cannot be cured by medicine or stone. If you want to recover, I'm afraid it won't be possible."
It’s too easy.”
Lin Pingzhi turned around and said.
"Master nephew, do you have any idea?"
Before Yue Buqun could speak, Ning Zhongze asked hurriedly.
"Yes, there is nothing I can do about his injury. The Huashan sect's internal strength is pretty good, but Linghu Chong's internal strength is too weak. He was injured some time ago and was injected with a large amount of alien internal strength. I want to eliminate it myself."
It's simply impossible. If my nephew has any idea, please tell me and give me the details."
Yue Buqun also said quickly.
"Well, the several alien internal forces in Brother Linghu's body are too powerful. Almost all of his own internal forces have been dispersed. It can be said that he has lost all his internal forces. Under such circumstances, it is very difficult to regulate his own breath and heal his injuries. However,