Lin Zhifeng said in a deep voice: "Come over and meet the head of the family!"
Lin Zhennan and Lin Zhenying were startled for a moment, then took a step forward and knelt down in greeting.
Li Muchan stood up to help each other, and the two stood up. Lin Zhennan cupped his fists and said with a smile, "Fourth brother, congratulations!"
Li Muchan shook his head and sighed: "I still don't know whether it is bad or good. Third brother, I..."
Lin Zhenying waved his hand: "Okay, fourth brother, the eldest brother told me that this is a public discussion between the elders of the family. Of course I have nothing to say. I admire you as the head of the family!"
Li Muchan looked at him carefully and saw that he was not pretending and that he didn't have a stronghold. He nodded: "Third brother, just don't blame me."
Lin Zhenying curled her lips and snorted: "I am still somewhat self-aware. I am not destined to be the head of the house, but I am afraid that my second son will become the head of the house and deal with me, so I have to fight. I will feel relieved when you become the head of the house."
"Lao San, starting from today, you are not allowed to leave the house!" Lin Zhifeng said.
Lin Zhenying immediately quit and shouted: "Second uncle, why can't I leave the house? Why?!"
"Can you avoid being assassinated?" Lin Zhifeng snorted.
Lin Zhenying pouted and said: "It's no big deal, I'm not afraid of death!"
Lin Zhifeng's eyes widened and he said coldly: "I don't care whether you are afraid of death or not. I can't let you die. The Lin family can't afford any more deaths!"
His gaze was like an awl piercing Lin Zhenying. Lin Zhenying tensed up and nodded helplessly. If a good man doesn't suffer the immediate loss, he will be beaten if he talks back again.
This second uncle beats people frequently and shows no mercy at all. I was beaten by him a lot when I was a child. Now that he is old, he doesn't want to embarrass this person.
Lin Zhifeng said: "Boss, you should stay in the city guard's mansion and don't come out. Get out of the limelight first."
"Yes, second uncle." Lin Zhennan nodded.
Li Muchan frowned and said nothing, as if thinking about a way to solve it.
Lin Zhifeng said: "Master, in my opinion, don't go out. If you have any orders, just let people pass them on. We are so simple. If we don't hold a grand ceremony, we won't give assassins an opportunity to take advantage of them."
Li Muchan nodded: "Second uncle, I understand."
"In my opinion, the head of the family should go into seclusion and perfect the Songhe Yannian sword technique, so that if he encounters that person again, he will be able to protect himself," Lin Zhifeng said.
Li Muchan raised his eyebrows with a puzzled expression, and Lin Zhennan and Lin Zhenying also looked over curiously.
Lin Zhifeng said: "The Songhe Yannian Sword Technique is the divine sword of our Lin family. Only the head of the family cannot practice it, and few outsiders know about it."
Lin Zhennan and Lin Zhenying's eyes shone, and Lin Zhenying asked hurriedly: "Second uncle, how powerful is the Songhe Yannian sword technique, and how does it compare to our Lin family's Fengyun sword technique?"
Lin Zhifeng said: "I don't know either. When the master of the house is mastered, you two will learn from each other."
Li Muchan pondered and said: "Second uncle, can uncle master the Songhe Sword for Prolonging Life?"
"Yes, I've done it." Lin Zhifeng nodded.
Li Muchan's brows furrowed even more: "Uncle's cultivation is profound, and Songhe Yannian's sword skills are no match for flying knives. Even if I've mastered it, I'm afraid I won't be able to do it."
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"Hey, that's not the case." Lin Zhifeng shook his head and sighed: "Brother, he is very smart and capable in doing things, but his qualifications for practicing martial arts..."
He shook his head and said no more. Everyone knew what he meant.
Li Muchan nodded secretly. As the eldest brother and the head of the family, Lin Zhiwei's martial arts skills were far behind Lin Zhifeng's. It was obviously not entirely due to laziness, but also due to his busy schedule and limited qualifications.
"Among the five of you brothers, you, the head of the family, have the best qualifications. You will have no problem mastering the Songhe Yannian sword technique. Don't underestimate it! ... The eldest brother is not interested in practicing martial arts. After becoming the head of the family, there are guards around, and even more
Too lazy to practice, he has only scratched the surface of the incomparable magical Songhe Sword for Prolonging Life, and its fire level is far behind." Lin Zhifeng said.
Li Muchan nodded slowly, curious in his heart, wanting to see how Songhe Yannian's sword technique compares to his Duan Yue sword technique.
Lin Zhifeng continued: "I have never practiced this sword technique. I heard from my elder brother that the Songhe Yannian sword technique requires extremely high levels of understanding. It emphasizes sword intention rather than moves. It originally has eighteen moves, but it can be evolved into infinite ones.
As for the moves, the higher the understanding, the more powerful the move will be after practicing it, but it has no power when he performs it, and it is not as powerful as Fengyun Sword Technique."
"No wonder..." Li Muchan nodded.
He felt itchy and said with a smile: "Then I really have to give it a try."
"In the inner treasury, let's go take a look." Lin Zhifeng turned to look at the other three elders.
Lin Zhennan and Lin Zhenying's eyes were shining, and they wanted to go together. The inner treasury was the most mysterious place of the Lin family, and no one could enter except the head of the family.
"Master, please——!" The three old men slowly stood up and walked out.
Li Muchan followed. As soon as he left the hall, four more old men followed him, walking around Li Muchan, forming a faint encirclement.
Li Muchan nodded, these four old men were Mr. Ji and his companions, and they were the bodyguards of the family head.
Lin Zhennan and Lin Zhenying watched Li Muchan leave, feeling like cats scratching their hearts but unable to follow. Lin Zhenying stamped his feet and sighed.
Lin Zhennan smiled and patted his shoulder: "Third brother, don't give in. Let's just practice Fengyun Sword Technique well. Don't think about Songhe Yannian Sword Technique."
Lin Zhenying hummed: "According to me, this rule should be abolished! It is too wasteful for only one person to practice such a powerful swordsmanship. The more people who practice it, the stronger our Lin family will be. By then, humph, what is Xinghu Xiaozhu?
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Lin Zhennan shook his head and smiled. This third child is really naive. If he were to become the head of the family, he might cause too much trouble.
He looked at the background where Li Muchan disappeared and felt vaguely strange. It seemed that he was really different now that he was the head of the family, and his whole temperament had vaguely changed.
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Li Muchan and the four elders walked through many courtyards and finally came to the foot of a mountain. Li Muchan really didn't know that there was a mountain in Lin Mansion.
When they arrived at the foot of the mountain, they stopped in front of a stone wall covered with green moss. The four elders took out a key from their arms and inserted it into the stone wall.
The stone wall was covered with green moss, and no holes could be seen, but the four keys were inserted without any hindrance, forming a square.
Li Muchan took out the key and inserted it into the middle, but it was extremely hard and could not be inserted.
"Use internal strength." Lin Zhifeng said.
Li Muchan nodded, channeled his inner strength on the key, and with a sudden movement, it was like cutting into tofu, inserting it in without any hindrance.
"Third turns to the left, five turns to the right." Lin Zhifeng said.
Li Muchan responded and turned to the right five times. With a "rumbling" sound, a hole appeared under his feet, as dark as the mouth of a giant beast.
"Master, please wait a moment." Lin Zhifeng said.
After a few breaths, Lin Zhifeng said: "It's almost done."
Li Muchan glanced at the four of them, and Lin Zhifeng shook his head: "We are not qualified to enter, only the head of the family can enter. The Songhe Yannian sword technique is inside. The head of the family will remember it before he comes out."
Li Muchan nodded and stepped in. His eyes dimmed and fell into darkness. There were steps under his feet. He squinted slightly and slowly saw clearly.
He walked down more than thirty steps and turned two turns. His eyes slowly brightened, and a soft clear light came into view. It turned out that there were several night-light pearls installed on it.
Li Muchan's eyes suddenly opened up. A group of huts had been built on the wide flat land. There were about a dozen huts, forming three rows, and they were neatly arranged like an inn.
He walked down and came to a room. He opened the door and saw several bookshelves. There were hundreds of books on them, including martial arts secrets and anecdotes.
He looked through it and found that there were not many martial arts secrets here, and the martial arts were not very high. Compared with the Qunli Temple in Xinghu Xiaozhu, they were nothing compared to the others. He shook his head in disappointment.
Then, he went to a nearby room, which contained some weapons, including swords, guns, sticks, etc., mostly swords.
Li Muchan's eyes shone. The weapons here were really good. They were actually precious swords. If he took them out, he could set off a frenzy and provoke countless people to fight for them.
He thought for a while, searched around, and picked out a simple and heavy long sword. It looked a bit blunt and not sharp enough, but it was very heavy and had the feel of a heavy sword without an edge.
Li Muchan was extremely powerful, and he was very good at holding this heavy sword. It was heavy and had a unique feeling, making it very comfortable to use.
He saw two words on the hilt of the sword: Wu Guang.
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Li Muchan hung the lightless sword on his waist, and then looked for the Songhe Yannian sword manual. He searched all the houses. There were medicinal materials, elixirs, and rare treasures. He refused to take any of them. He found Songhe Yannian.
After reading the sword manual, imprint it into your mind.
He secretly figured out that the Songhe Yannian sword technique was really wonderful. He thought of the Tai Chi of later generations, which was actually somewhat similar to the mentality of Tai Chi.
The loose and soft strokes make a circle, and the mind and spirit are connected, and the sword is controlled by the mind. It is continuous, focusing on the intention rather than the form. If you can practice it well, your power is indeed infinite. But if you can't practice it well, you cannot fully understand the meaning of the loose and soft shape, and your natural power will be
limited.
It took a lot of effort for him to comprehend the Duanyue Sword Technique. Fortunately, he came from a later generation and had a deep understanding of the ideas of Tai Chi. It was much easier for him to comprehend the Songhe Yannian Sword Technique.
This Songhe Yannian sword technique is accompanied by a set of mental techniques. He tried it and found that it was quite difficult to practice. He needed to adjust his mind to make it as smooth as water.
He gave up after trying a few times. He had to calm down and adjust slowly, and it wouldn't work even for a while.
He turned around and went up the steps, and slowly came to the stone door. The stone door was closed. He pressed his hand to a depression next to it, expended his inner strength and pressed down.
Suddenly there was a "rumbling" sound, and the door slowly opened. Under bright light, when he went up, eight old men were waiting outside.
Lin Zhifeng glanced at the sword at his waist and said with a smile: "Master, have you seen Song He Yannian's sword skills?"
Li Muchan nodded: "I've seen it."
"Well, the eight of us will protect the family master, and the family master will practice in seclusion," Lin Zhifeng said.
Li Muchan smiled: "I'll go back first and take care of things at home before I can concentrate on my cultivation."
"Okay, eight of us will follow." Lin Zhifeng said.
Li Muchan smiled and nodded, knowing that he was afraid of assassins. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation at ***(***.***), ***, your support