Eight months later, Li Qingluo gave birth to a son for Lin Heng. The son was called Lin Chongyang. His name was chosen by Wu Yazi, which means born in Chongyang. But this name really made Lin Heng complain.
First there was Lin Chaoying, and then there was Lin Chongyang. They were originally lovers, but you actually made a brother and sister, and you didn't let them live.
The Lin family has a son. Lin Heng is happy, Li Qingluo is happy and relieved, and Wu Yazi is also happy. Although he has taught Ying'er for several years and is extremely happy with her, but if he passes on the position of head of the Xiaoyao Sect,
Wu Yazi was still a little hesitant to give it to her. Now that he has this boy, he can completely pass on his skills and Xiaoyao Sect to him.
That's right, Wu Yazi just wants to die!
He is a proud man. If it were not for the inheritance of the sect, he would have died long ago. Now, there is hope for the inheritance of his sect, and his daughter also has a good husband. She lives a happy life, and her only concern is Ding Chunqiu. But
He knew that Lin Heng would definitely avenge himself. With his ability, he only had to meet Ding Chunqiu.
He believed that it would not be too late.
Therefore, he no longer cares about hatred in his heart. The only thing he worries about is the inheritance of the sect. Now that the inheritor has appeared, as long as he grows up, he will go.
Lin Heng and others didn't know about these things. If they knew, they would definitely give him some advice. Maybe Lin Heng would take his son away and not let him teach him.
Time is quiet, and Lin Heng’s life has become more interesting after having his son. He has now greatly reduced his practice time and spends most of his time with his family. He also discusses various miscellaneous knowledge with Wu Yazi.
As he progresses, his temperament looks more and more like Wu Yazi. Of course, he has not given up on his martial arts. In fact, his martial arts has improved a lot in the past few years, but it is just because it is not obvious and others don't know.
Back then, he had seen the birth of life twice, and had a new understanding of his swordsmanship, but it was vague and could not be seen clearly. Over the years, after Wu Yazi's guidance and the birth of his son, he had a new understanding of his swordsmanship.
Moved, he finally broke through that barrier and brought his swordsmanship to a new level. In his words, the mountain is still a mountain and the sword is still a sword.
This is this sword. It is no longer the sword itself, but himself.
The so-called man and sword are one, and there is always a sword in his hand. But now, he no longer needs the sword, because he is the sword. I am the sword, so what does it matter whether I have a sword in my hand or not?
With this new realm, Lin Heng perfected his fourteenth sword and evolved the shadow of his fifteenth sword.
It’s a bit strange to say that Lin Heng’s Thirteen Deadly Swords were modeled after Yan Shisan’s swordsmanship. The front features are very similar to the real Thirteen Deadly Swords, but the latter are different. His
The fourteenth sword is also a killing sword. However, this killing sword is no longer aggressive, but has a touch of tenderness and sweetness, making people die under the sword unknowingly. By the fifteenth sword, the murderous intention in it has completely dissipated.
Tenderness and sweetness also evolve toward life, which is like the birth of life, full of emotion.
Lin Heng had not yet fully understood this sword, but even Wu Yazi was filled with admiration after seeing it. He said: If you can create this sword, even I in my heyday may not be able to take it.
There is no exact statement in Tianlong about how high Wu Yazi's cultivation level is. Many people compare him with the sweeping monk, but they can't tell who is stronger. After all these years of contact, Lin Heng can't really tell.
Judging how strong Wu Yazi's cultivation is, there is one thing he is sure of, that is, he is no worse than the sweeping monk.
The sweeping monk shocked the world in the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion. The most talked about thing is his strong Qi, but you seem to have forgotten that Xu Zhu, who has begun to use Wu Yazi's internal power, has the ability to protect the body with Qi.
It's just that it can't make the true energy leave the body. But that's Xu Zhu, not Wu Yazi. Lin Heng once saw Wu Yazi playing with his son, and he lifted his son up out of thin air with pure pure energy. Isn't this hand like that?
Appearance of air wall?
Therefore, Wu Yazi must be no worse than the sweeping monk.
It is precisely because of his words that it shows Lin Heng's high level of cultivation. Now, the only difference between him and Wu Yazi and others is his profound life experience and skill. After he Yi Jin Jing Mahayana, even if his skill is not as good as
People of the older generation are not too far apart, and he will be able to stand upright in front of the masters of the older generation.
"Junior brother, junior brother..." On this day, Lin Heng, who was practicing intensively, was suddenly awakened by Su Xinghe. He walked out of the room and saw Su Xinghe's anxious look. He was slightly surprised and asked: "Senior brother Su, what happened?
Is something wrong?"
Su Xinghe nodded and said solemnly: "I received news that Ding Chunqiu has left the Sea of Stars!"
"Ding Chunqiu!" Lin Heng's eyes focused, he clenched his hands, and a sharp aura erupted from his body. Su Xinghe in front of him was startled, and he took a few steps back before standing still. He had a look of surprise on his face.
Looking at Lin Heng, the worry on his face disappeared, and he said happily: "Junior brother's cultivation has improved again. Congratulations to junior brother. With junior brother's current cultivation level, he will definitely be able to defeat Ding Chunqiu."
Lin Heng smiled slightly and said to himself: "I have been practicing the Yi Jin Jing for twelve years, and I have finally reached the Mahayana. It just so happens that Ding Chunqiu has tried his martial arts."
"By the way, senior brother, I heard that there are many new masters rising up in the world. You are not interested in coming with me?" Ding Chunqiu has always been a problem in Su Xinghe's heart. This time he went to kill Ding Chunqi.
Naturally, I wanted to bring Su Xinghe with me to calm his mood and also make Li Qingluo feel more at ease.
"So, senior brother, thank you very much." Su Xinghe was overjoyed. Although he couldn't kill Ding Chunqiu himself, it was good to be able to see him die in front of him. "As for the young master you mentioned, I have also heard that
Now, what is said in the martial arts circles of the Central Plains about North Qiao Feng and Nan Murong. I know a little about Qiao Feng. He is the leader of the Beggar Clan. His cultivation level is very high. Even the older generation has many people who have been defeated by him.
But Nan Murong, there is something inexplicable about her."
Hearing this, Lin Heng laughed twice. In today's martial arts world, Qiao Feng has risen to prominence. He rose to prominence in the world at the age of sixteen, joined the Beggar Gang, and took the gang leader Wang Jiantong as his disciple. He has made many great contributions and is both benevolent and righteous.
When he was twenty-three years old, he created nine powerful enemies in a row at the Taishan Conference to relieve the Beggar Clan from its difficulties. It was also this year that he officially took over as the leader of the Beggar Clan, and developed the originally not very powerful Beggar Clan into an extremely powerful place, comparable to the Wulin, Beidou, and Shaolin.
Because of their chivalry and righteousness, Qiao Feng himself was also known as Bei Qiao Feng, and he was the number one among the young generation in the northern martial arts world.
There are still six years left before Tianlong starts, and Qiao Feng has only taken over for three years. In three years, he has developed the Beggar Clan into what it is. You can imagine his strong ability and high level of martial arts.
As for Nan Murong, not only Su Xinghe is strange, but many people in the world are also strange, because Murong Fu only has some reputation in Jiangnan. If compared with Qiao Feng, he is far behind. But the thing is so strange, he Nan Murong
His name is very famous in the world, which makes many people wonder how he got his name.
In Lin Heng's opinion, this must be the old guy Murong Bo who was behind to build momentum for him, otherwise Murong Fu would not have such power with his current age and martial arts.
During lunch, Lin Heng told him about Ding Chunqiu. Wu Yazi sighed and said nothing. Li Qingluo looked worried. Lin Heng comforted him a few words and left Dali with Su Xinghe in the afternoon.
, rushed to the Central Plains.
According to the news Su Xinghe received, Ding Chunqiu left Xingxiu Sea not long ago. His destination was unknown, but it was not important. Their purpose was to kill Ding Chunqiu. It didn't matter where he went, as long as they could intercept him.
He is enough.
For more than two months, the two of them drove quickly, and finally found Ding Chunqiu's car and blocked it in front of him.
"Old Immortal Xingxiu has arrived in the Central Plains. The two of you come up and kneel to receive him!" Silk and Zhu, amidst the sound of bells and drums, a loud shout rang out on the road, heading straight towards Lin Heng and Su Xinghe. Su Xinghe snorted coldly,
He immediately dispersed the sound, looked at Ding Chunqiu on the seat coldly, and said sarcastically: "Ding Chunqiu, you shameless person can only rely on them to brag and flatter you..."
"Bold, damn it. I don't know the power of Old Immortal Xingxiu. I'm just looking for death..." As soon as Su Xinghe said this, the disciples behind Ding Chunqiu began to curse. These people were afraid of Ding Chunqiu to death, and Ding Chunqiu was afraid of them.
His training was also excellent. When someone scolded him, they all immediately spoke up. Even though they were not strong enough, they used their numbers to suppress Su Xinghe's voice.
Lin Heng watched everything and did not move, while Su Xinghe's expression was not good. Ding Chunqiu pressed his hand, and everyone behind him immediately became quiet. He looked at Su Xinghe with a stern look on his face and said: "Senior Brother Su,
Have you forgotten what you promised back then?"
"Huh!" Su Xinghe looked ugly, but did not answer. Lin Heng smiled behind him, and walked to the front in a flash. The long sword in his hand made a snap sound and the scabbard was inserted into the ground, saying: "Ding Chunqiu, nonsense
Needless to say, just accept death!"
"Haha... It's funny, it's funny. What are you capable of as a little kid? You actually want to kill the old immortal. You are overestimating your capabilities!" As he spoke, Ding Chunqiu waved the feather fan in his hand, and a stream of transparent powder floated into the air.
, and rushed towards Lin Heng. Lin Heng smiled slightly, did not move his feet or raise his hands, he just opened his mouth and let out a breath, blowing back the powder that came towards him.
Ding Chunqiu's expression changed, and he waved his feather fan to the side, and the powder rushed into the Xingxiu Sea disciples, poisoning them to death. However, none of these people dared to speak out, and they were all trembling. One of them was ** years old, and his body was
The girl in purple is especially pitiful.
When Lin Heng saw this woman, his eyes shrank, and then he looked at Ding Chunqiu without squinting, his aura erupting like a sharp sword. (To be continued...)
