Brother Ying Ping Guan Yu asked to join a certain character. Yes, it was just a side note. However, Xiao Yang felt that he had a good feeling for it. He just hadn’t read the original work of the character, so it might be a bit omitted. I hope the fans of this character would not
Be annoyed.
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After leaving Huashan, Ziqin headed towards Fujian without stopping.
Ziqin didn't hide anything along the way, but every time he passed through a city where the Fuwei Escort Agency was originally established, he had to go to Yixing by changing roads.
Since Yu Canghai destroyed the Fuwei Escort Agency, all branches of the Fuwei Escort Agency in the Central Plains have been occupied by the Qingcheng faction. Qingcheng is also a big sect. There are dozens of branches of the Fuwei Escort Agency. There is a Qingcheng faction in each branch.
The disciples were stationed there, but all they did was sit back and wait for the rabbit played by Ziqin.
According to the normal process, there was no problem with Yu Canghai's approach. Lin Pingzhi had learned all the martial arts of the Huashan sect before he could obtain the evil sword technique.
The opponent of Qingcheng swordsmanship disciples.
However, Yu Canghai probably never imagined that Lin Pingzhi would turn into another person, a person with a more advanced swordsmanship concept than anyone else in the world.
Therefore, all the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect along the way were in bad luck.
Ziqin went all the way from Huashan to Fujian and killed every city in the city. All the branches of the Fuwei Escort Bureau that were now occupied by the Qingcheng faction were killed.
From Huashan to Fujian, Ziqin himself could hardly remember how many people he had killed, but the smell of blood on his body became stronger and stronger. Later, even dogs about three feet away from him did not dare to appear.
On this day, Ziqin finally entered the ground in Fujian. As soon as he entered Fujian, Ziqin felt that he was being followed.
Zi Qin didn't pay much attention to this. Fujian was where the old residence of the Lin family was located. Many people in the martial arts world who peeked at the anti-evil sword manuals sent people to guard here, just waiting for his return.
As Ziqin rode his horse and walked straight through the streets of Fujian, a familiar feeling came to his heart, followed by a hint of sadness. Ziqin suddenly felt as if there was liquid in his eyes that was about to slip.
He frowned slightly, but endured this feeling.
Lin Pingzhi's inner demons still exist. Many people think that the inner demons are purely negative thoughts, but in fact they are not. In fact, many times the inner demons are too extreme positive thoughts.
When positive thoughts such as longing, admiration, and effort reach the extreme, obsession will occur, and obsession will naturally affect people's emotions throughout their lives.
Just like joy, anger, sorrow, and joy are common emotions that people have, only by occupying them can anyone keep their body and mind consistent. If one day suddenly someone has only one of these emotions left, then this person will probably die soon.
Of course, if someone can eliminate all emotions and become completely empty-headed, then his life span will be greatly extended. This is the so-called supreme forgetfulness.
However, at this point, any feelings, desires, expectations, hobbies, in short, everything related to people no longer exist in this body. In fact, living in this body is equivalent to death.
Ziqin's current situation is that his emotions are in danger of becoming univocal, and the obsession left behind by Lin Pingzhi is truly extraordinary.
In fact, there are indeed some ruthless people in this proud world.
For example, Aunt Dongfang, Yue Buqun, Zuo Lengchan, Lin Yuantu, and Lin Pingzhi.
As a man who is either outstanding in martial arts or heroic and newly married, he can muster up the courage to cut off that thing. Ziqin really doesn't know what to say other than admiration for this courage.
However, despite admiration, Ziqin must restrain Lin Pingzhi's obsession. Although it is very difficult to restrain the obsession of this guy who can even cut off his most important things, Ziqin must not escape.
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So the first thing he did when he got off Mount Huashan was to return to Fujian and find the evil-repelling sword manual. Only by facing it head-on can he be able to restrain it head-on. This is also a step to defeat the inner demons, and it is the most important step.
If you have never read the evil-repelling sword manual, then I am afraid that even if Ziqin used other methods to eliminate Lin Pingzhi's inner demons, the evil-repelling sword manual will produce new inner demons.
"Little brother."
At this moment, Ziqin suddenly heard a voice. The voice was not loud, but in the hustle and bustle of Fujian Street, it came to his ears clearly, as if the person was speaking in his ear.
These words.
Ziqin suddenly looked up in surprise. He had experienced several famous worlds, but he had never encountered anyone with such skill in either the famous world or the main world. It is normal to say that this method of transmitting sound is normal, but the key point is this
The target of the transmission was him. His bug-like perception had recovered in this proud world, but he did not notice the existence of this person. What level of martial arts should this person have reached.
Ziqin looked at a restaurant on the street. It was a very ordinary restaurant. There was an extremely old sign hanging at the door, which read "Sanxian Restaurant".
Under that sign stood a man wearing the clothes of an ordinary storekeeper.
At first glance, this man seemed to be very ordinary, but when Ziqin looked more carefully, he felt that this man contained a spiritual energy. However, in the blink of an eye, the spiritual energy disappeared again, and the man seemed to have turned into a pitiful person hurt by love.
, there is a hint of sadness in his eyes.
"Little brother, it's hard to travel on a hot day. You might as well come in and have a drink."
Just when Ziqin was about to continue his self-study and see this person clearly, the man continued to speak. After saying a word, Ziqin was suddenly startled, as if he woke up from his sleep.
But there was no aura or sadness in front of him. Under that signboard was just an ordinary liquor storekeeper.
Is it an illusion? Others might have thought it was an illusion, but Ziqin was certain that it was not an illusion. This wine shopkeeper was definitely not an ordinary person.
Ziqin pulled the horse over, tied it to a wooden post outside the tavern, and then walked into the tavern.
"Haha, the weather is hot, little brother, you might as well have a bowl of wine first."
As soon as he walked into the tavern, before Ziqin could sit down, the shopkeeper came over with a jug of wine. The wine was good, and before he got close to Ziqin, he could smell a strong aroma.
However, Ziqin didn't like this pot of wine very much.
This tavern and the person in front of him gave Ziqin a feeling of imbalance. He could not figure out who this person was or what his purpose was for him. All of this made Ziqin very confused.
Most importantly, although this person seemed indifferent, his every word and action carried a powerful aura. Ziqin actually felt like he subconsciously wanted to surrender in front of this person.
All this made Ziqin dislike this person and this place very much.
"There are only three bowls of wine in this pot, namely benevolence, wisdom, and courage. If you are interested, you may wish to try it, or we can discuss it."
The wine shopkeeper poured a bowl of wine and slowly pushed it toward Ziqin.
With this casual push, Ziqin's eyes suddenly changed. The tables in this tavern are naturally not the polished and extremely smooth tables of later generations. In fact, this tavern is very small and very shabby. The tables inside
Except for the missing arms and legs, every one of them is full of pits.
The bowl of wine that the wine shopkeeper just poured was a full bowl, and the wine was almost flush with the mouth of the bowl. With such a bowl of wine placed on such a table, even Ziqin in his heyday would not have dared to say that he could handle it easily.
Push it to move it on the table without spilling a drop of wine.
However, the wine shopkeeper did it with such ease that there seemed to be no difficulty at all.
"Benevolence, wisdom, courage, haha, I'm afraid these three noble realms have nothing to do with me."
Ziqin smiled coldly. He already understood a little bit. This guy was probably some senior master who lived in seclusion in the busy city. At this moment, he didn't know why he valued him, and seemed to want to recruit apprentices to teach his skills.
It's just that Ziqin didn't like the old man's way of teaching his skills. Not only did he not like the old man's way of teaching his skills, but he also didn't like the benevolence, wisdom and bravery.
Ziqin is not benevolent and righteous, absolutely not benevolent and righteous. His wisdom is superb, but he is not superb either. As for his courage, Ziqin never thinks that he is brave and unparalleled, although there are many times when Ziqin can risk his life in battle.
So none of the Ziqin mentioned by the old guy is consistent.
If it had been an earlier time, or in another world, I'm afraid Ziqin would have tried to obtain the old guy's secret knowledge, but here was a world of pride.
As early as the beginning of this world, Ziqin had made a wish to be invincible, and Lin Pingzhi's inner demon was still there.
At this time, Ziqin must never do such hypocritical things, otherwise his state of mind may gradually become similar to that of Lin Pingzhi in the middle and later stages of the original work. By then, it may be impossible to get rid of the inner demons.
task.
A lifetime of learning from a senior expert to get rid of inner demons.
Comparing the two, Ziqin chose the latter.
"Do you really think you don't have these three things? You must know that your swordsmanship has reached the ultimate level. I look at your eyes and the way you walk. I'm afraid you can't make any progress in terms of skills, but your skills are not good enough."
It's very far, if you can get one-tenth or two of these three benevolence, wisdom and bravery, I can guarantee that your martial arts will improve by leaps and bounds, and you will be invincible in the world in a few years."
The wine shopkeeper's face finally changed slightly. I thought that all the atmosphere I created before and the words I said after entering the store were all correct.
Any person in the martial arts world would probably follow his thoughts, but he didn't expect that the little guy in front of him would rudely cut off the possibility of him continuing to talk.
The wine shopkeeper sighed slightly and suddenly looked at Ziqin's sword.
"You are also from the Huashan sect, haha, but I don't know what relationship Ning Zhongze has with you. Did she tell you that there are Huashan disciples of different generations in the Ning family?"
The wine shopkeeper's sigh was no longer pretentious. Ziqin could feel the complex emotions in it, but they seemed to be the same as Feng Qingyang.
This man is also from the Huashan Sect, but how is this possible? This guy looks to be in his sixties or seventies, but he is not much different from Yue Buqun. Could it be that he is a master of the Sword Sect.
However, if he is a master of the sword sect and has such internal strength, then what level of swordsmanship should this person have reached.
How could such swordsmanship exist in this world? If this person's swordsmanship is really better than his internal strength, then the Dugu Nine Swordsmanship will really become a joke in front of this guy.
"I'm sorry, my wife never told me about such a person."
Ziqin thought a lot for a while, but finally interrupted the man resolutely.
This person's martial arts Ziqin still can't really learn it. There are many martial arts in the world with their own characteristics, such as the Dugu Nine Swords, which can advance without retreating, such as Tai Chi Sword, which is unparalleled in defense. If a person's personality is not suitable, then learning
This kind of martial arts is probably in vain.
At this time, Ziqin had already determined in his heart that this man was a senior master, and his martial arts probably required a combination of benevolence, wisdom, and courage to learn, but Ziqin considered himself to be a non-competent person.
"When the world first opened, the first thing that appeared in this world was definitely not magic, but technology."
Suddenly, Ziqin spoke, and the wine shopkeeper couldn't help but look up at Ziqin. At this time, Ziqin's face was filled with indifference. This indifference seemed to be covered by a layer of indifference.
Holy.
"Human beings can only survive by relying on skills, and as they survive and develop, they gradually evolve skills. However, my sword can never reach the ultimate level of skills, because skills can never be perfect, otherwise it would not exist now."
of human beings.”
There was nothing outstanding about these words, but every word and sentence of Ziqin was extremely firm. A glimmer of light seemed to flash on his face. The layer of holy things finally disappeared, and Ziqin seemed to
He condensed a new breath like becoming a Buddha on the spot.
The wine shopkeeper looked at Ziqin quietly for a long time, then suddenly laughed loudly.
"Okay, that's good. I look forward to seeing your skills one day."
As soon as these words came out, the original wine shopkeeper disappeared. Ziqin also felt that the person in front of him suddenly changed. The clothes were still the same and the person was still the same. However, Ziqin could feel the person sitting in front of him.
But he is no longer a wine shopkeeper, but a heroic swordsman.
A swordsman who could be rivaled only by Feng Qingyang in the world.
The swordsman raised the wine bottle in his hand and suddenly raised it towards Ziqin, with a smile in his eyes.
Ziqin felt as if something had been opened in his heart, and he grabbed the wine on the table.
The wine bowl was lifted from the table, but not a drop of wine was spilled from the bowl. Ziqin also raised the wine bowl and pointed it at the swordsman.
"What a swordsmanship."
The swordsman sighed in admiration before raising his head and drinking the wine in the jug. Then he said no more, got up and waddled out of the tavern.
Ziqin also drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp, then stood up at the same time, walked out of the tavern, unbridled his horse, and when he was about to ride away, Ziqin suddenly saw the shabby signboard again.
Suddenly, Ziqin also showed admiration on his face.
"The edge of the sword is hidden deep, it can be exposed or hidden, but I don't want to be proud of it, but there are such peerless swordsmen. This world is invincible, but it turns out that it is not that simple. However, if it is not like this, wouldn't it be extremely boring?"
It turned out that when Ziqin looked at the sign again at this moment, every word on it contained powerful and sharp sword energy.
These words actually seem to be the words of a peerless master wielding a magic weapon and wielding a sword that is unmatched in the world.
After one glance, Ziqin rode away, but never looked back, because he didn't need to look at Ziqin to know that the sword energy would never last. Even though the swordsman had hidden the sword intention for such a long time, he still couldn't.
It is absolutely impossible to uncover it at will.
This time it was just for Zi Qin to have a look, and after Zi Qin left, these sword intentions would naturally dissipate, along with the swordsman.
This peerless swordsman who wants to live in seclusion will never let others know where he lives.
However, one thing Ziqin had to admit was that the old guy still calculated a move against him. That last glance showed that Ziqin was unwilling but had already engraved the old guy's sword intention in his heart.
If you have read a good article for studying Wuhan University, you will be influenced by it involuntarily when you write it, and you will write some scenes or details similar to that article.
At this moment, Ziqin had no intention of seeing the old guy's sword intention. In the future, he might unnaturally integrate it into his own sword intention. This is something that cannot be avoided.
However, Ziqin didn't seem to notice that from beginning to end, he never thought of asking Ning Zhongze to find out the identity of this old guy.
This is absolutely nothing like the reaction of a person from the 21st century. He seems to have lost all curiosity.
Fujian, the old house of the Lin family, it was already evening when Ziqin arrived. This place was not remote, but Ziqin spent the whole afternoon wandering around the city.
He wanted to confirm how many people were waiting for his appearance in Fujian.
As a result, he really did let out a lot of people in one afternoon. These people were hiding at first, but later they also discovered Ziqin's purpose.
These guys didn't get the news that Zi Qin defeated Lu Bai's group in Huashan, but they despised Zi Qin extremely. When Zi Qin discovered that he was following Zi Qin, they stopped hiding and followed Zi Qin in a big way.
Behind the chin.
One afternoon, there were dozens of people, but Ziqin walked around the whole Fujian like a gangster who likes to be arrogant.
And it was not until evening that Ziqin confirmed that there was no one waiting for him in Fujian who had not followed him, then Ziqin slowly walked towards the old house. The place where the evil-fighting sword manual was hidden in the original work was actually the same place as Ziqin's.
Clearly.
After arriving at the old house, Ziqin didn't make any unnecessary moves. He went straight to the statue of Bodhidharma, and then suddenly jumped up to the roof in the direction of Bodhidharma's finger.
The Qinggong of the Huashan Sect was inherited from the Quanzhen Sect, but it was not weak. Although Ziqin's internal strength was not strong, with this leap, he easily poked a large hole in the roof with his sword scabbard, and then, a cassock floated like this.
Huhu fell from the roof.
In mid-air, Ziqin reached out and put his cassock into his arms before his figure fell down. There was an extremely noisy sound from nowhere in the darkness. The windows and doors of the Lin family's old house were broken one after another, and dense crowds of people poured in from all sides.
Inside the old house.
Ziqin couldn't help but sneer as he looked at the many martial arts practitioners who were staring at the cassocks in their hands as if they were hungry wild wolves seeing prey. He slowly raised his hand.
"This is the evil sword manual, do you want it?"
The evil voice came from Ziqin's mouth, and everyone around him breathed heavily. It seemed that the Lin family's old house couldn't stand the atmosphere, and dust fell from the holes in the roof.
In the dust that filled the sky, the martial arts people around them finally couldn't stand it anymore. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)
