The news that the protector of the White Lotus Sect was going to kill Lin Xiaoyao reached the ears of the head of the sect through the disciples of the dark department, although Lin Yong did not pay attention to his son, but his heart was not so calm.

"Jin Zhan?"

Lin Yong couldn't sit still, this kind of martial arts person should be at the level of seniors, Jin Zhan is nearly ninety years old, known as the first knife in the world, and he actually hunted down a junior, which is really too deceitful.

"Master, the ancestor is looking for you."

"Got it."

When Lin Yong was angry, a disciple came to report that his father wanted to see him.

Lin Yong adjusted his mood, walked quickly to the back mountain, knocked on the door and entered Lin Wen's single courtyard.

"Father, are you looking for me?"

"Yes"

Lin Wen sat in the courtyard, meditating cross-legged, and slowly opened his eyes when he heard Lin Yong's arrival.

"I heard that Jin Zhan, this old thief, is chasing and killing my grandson?"

Lin Wen is still very bland, as if telling a very ordinary thing.

"Yes, I just got the news, too."

Lin Yong said the news he got again.

"Hmph."

Lin Wen snorted coldly, there was a slight fluctuation in his mood, this fluctuation immediately affected Lin Yong's mood, and the other party's every move was affecting him, which made Lin Yong sigh in his heart, his father seemed to have reached the realm of supernatural transformation.

"Okay, you don't have to worry about it, leave this matter to me, old man, I don't teach him a lesson, he still thinks Wudang is a good bully?"

Lin Wen said lightly.

When Lin Yong heard this, his heart trembled. "Father is saying that you want to go out yourself?"

"Yes."

Lin Wen nodded, "Okay." In a while, the competition of the Four Great Sword Masters will begin, and I will take this opportunity to meet him first. ”

"However, will it affect your future competitions?"

Lin Yong asked with some concern.

"The first knife in the world?"

Lin Wen smiled and said, "Don't worry, I know in my heart that he is not my opponent yet." ”

"Got it."

Lin Yong nodded, and his father said that if he is sure, he must be sure. And he also felt that his father's realm was a little unfathomable.

"Alright, you go down."

Lin Wen waved his hand, and Lin Yong respectfully withdrew from the courtyard.

Lin Xiaoyao didn't know the news that Lin Wen was going down the mountain. It's just that he knows that the once every ten years of the Four Sword Saints competition is about to begin, as the top four masters in the world, ten years later. What a point their skills have reached? He was eager to see it.

Not only him, all martial arts people want to see, who does not want to reach the top of the martial arts practice, who does not want to become a master of the world, it can be said that the present of the predecessors is the future they pursue, and everyone wants to know what kind of realm the martial arts they pursue in the end.

"Master, that kid is back. Shall we go to him. ”

Jin Zhan's apprentice had also gotten the news and knew that Lin Xiaoyao had returned to the East China Sea.

"No need. For the time being, we have other things to deal with, and in another month it will be the day of the Four Sword Saints competition, and we will also be there to open our eyes, although your master and I are the first sword in the world, but compared to the four Sword Saints, there is still a lot of distance! ”

"Master, are the Four Great Sword Saints really that powerful?"

"Haha."

Jin Zhan smiled and said, "Sect Masters are not opponents, what do you say?" ”

"Sect Masters aren't opponents?"

Several disciples were stunned for a moment and said, "How powerful is that?" ”

"You can just take a look with me."

Jin Zhan looked at the sky in the distance, silent, although he was nearly ninety years old, but his heart was also full of expectations for the future, "What is a top master like?" We'll be waiting for it! ”

"Xiaoyao, Jin Zhan and those people seem to have left the East China Sea."

"Left? Are you sure? ”

Lin Xiaoyao received a call from Wu Wen and was a little suspicious of their departure.

"It's true, our people don't dare to keep an eye on it too closely, but there is no one living in the other party's place, and it seems that the other party obviously didn't go to where you live."

"Yes, I see."

Lin Xiaoyao nodded, "Maybe they have other tasks, okay, let's talk about something else, do you know that in more than a month, the four great sword saints of Huaxia will face off?" ”

"Of course I know, I'm going to go then."

"Haha, okay, remember to call me along."

Lin Xiaoyao smiled.

"No problem."

Wu Wen is also a little excited, this decade-once event, was set fifty years ago, according to legend, several major sword masters, in order to improve their own cultivation, ten years together to talk about the ten years of sword practice, and each time is a big competition, which represents the gathering of the top masters of Chinese martial arts, undoubtedly has become a hot topic of common concern for all martial arts people.

Jin Zhan and the others left temporarily, and Lin Xiaoyao also relaxed a lot, drove to the beach alone, jumped into the water, and trained hard again.

Holding the long sword in his hand, the luck dantian, the internal force flowed in the meridians, and with a "whew", Lin Xiaoyao's long sword danced in his hand, and the long sword slashed a splash wherever it went.

"Thack, slash, slash!"

This most basic thing is often the most difficult to practice, and it is also the most time-consuming to improve, sometimes it takes thousands of exercises to make small progress, and once there is a little progress, it means that when fighting with others, the odds of survival will be greatly improved.

"Whew!"

Lin Xiaoyao swam up violently, gasping for breath, and then dived under the water again, practicing repeatedly.

After a few hours of practice, Lin Xiaoyao climbed ashore, lay on the beach, and thought about the question that he had thought about countless times, how to make full use of the resistance and convert it into motivation?

Lin Xiaoyao sighed, "If I use my strength to fight against the air, this is simply impossible, and it will inevitably produce resistance." ”

"Wait."

Lin Xiaoyao suddenly paid attention to what he had just said, "Confrontation? ”

The opposite of confrontation is integration.

"Yes, it's fusion, as long as you are fused in it, then why worry about air resistance not being able to use it?"

Lin Xiaoyao suddenly overcame many obstacles and found a path to success.

"But how? Do you let the air melt into my body? This is unlikely. ”

Lin Xiaoyao thought silently, "It seems that I can only merge with the air, and my body will definitely not be able to fuse with the air, so what about the internal force?" ”

"That's right, it's the internal force!"

Lin Xiaoyao was overjoyed, and at this time he had a feeling of brightness in his eyes.

"Try the internal force to release the external force!"

Lin Xiaoyao thought of it and did it, and immediately ran the internal force, spreading outward from the pores of his body, and the internal force was dispersed more and more, and the surrounding air was all his internal force.

Lin Xiaoyao slowly commanded this internal force, punched out, and with a "whoosh", the internal force scattered in the air hit out along with the fist.

"Sure enough, it worked."

Lin Xiaoyao knew that the direction was right, but the effect was not obvious, first of all, it was difficult for him to control the internal force that was scattered, and secondly, his skill was too shallow, once it was dispersed, the internal force in his body was much less, although it could drive the surrounding air, and even let the surrounding air become a boost, but the internal power in his body was not enough.

"Alas, I can't take care of this one!"

Lin Xiaoyao shook his head with a wry smile, although he found the right method, he still needed to improve his internal skills and years of practice to master this method.

Now he is far from the proficiency of controlling the external and internal forces, or the depth of the internal strength, this path is right, but this is only the beginning.

"Let's start by controlling the internal forces that are dispersed from the outside."

Lin Xiaoyao lucked the dantian, reversed the internal force again, and a little bit of the outside was scattered in the air, and then controlled the flow of the internal force in the body, and established a connection between the internal force scattered outside and the internal force in the body.

The air around him gradually changed direction at will with Lin Xiaoyao's meaning, but after a while, Lin Xiaoyao felt a little tired.

"It's really exhausting."

Lin Xiaoyao took the credit, and shook his head helplessly, after only a while, he was already sweating profusely.

"As long as the method is right, you can use the resistance, and the speed of the sword will definitely be several times higher than it is now."

Lin Xiaoyao clenched his fists tightly, and there was a joy in his heart that could not be concealed, which meant that he could avenge his mother earlier. (To be continued......)