After eight months, Li Qingluo gave birth to a son for Lin Heng, a son, named Lin Chongyang, whose name was taken by Wuyazi, which means that Chongyang was born. It's just that this name really made Lin Heng complain. First a Lin Chaoying, and then a Lin Chongyang, people were originally lovers, but you actually got a sister and brother, and you didn't let people live.

The Lin family has an extra son, Lin Heng is happy, Li Qingluo is happy and relieved, and Wuyazi is also happy. Although he taught Ying'er for a few years, he was very happy with this woman, but if he passed on the position of the head of the Carefree Sect to her, Wu Yazi was still a little hesitant. Now, with this kid, he can pass on his skills and the Loose Sect to him.

That's right, Wuyazi just wants to die!

He was a proud man, and if it weren't for the sect inheritance, he would have died a long time ago. Now, there is hope for the inheritance of his sect, and his daughter has a good husband, and she lives a happy life, and the only concern is Ding Chunqiu. But he knew that Lin Heng would definitely avenge himself, and with his ability, he was just about to meet Ding Chunqiu.

He believes it won't be too late.

So he doesn't care about hatred anymore, the only thing he worries about is the sect inheritance, and now that the inheritor has also appeared, as long as he grows up, he will go.

Lin Heng and the others didn't know about these things, if they knew about it, they would definitely persuade him, but Lin Heng would take his son away and not let him teach it.

Time is quiet, Lin Heng's life with his son is even more fun, he has now greatly reduced his practice time, most of the time is spent with his family, and he will discuss various miscellaneous knowledge with Wu Yazi, and his cultivation has made great progress, making his temperament look more and more like Wu Yazi. Of course, his martial arts have not been put down, and his martial arts have actually improved a lot in recent years, just because they are not obvious. Others don't know the way.

Back then, he saw the birth of two lives successively, and he had a new understanding of his swordsmanship, but he was vague and always a little unclear. Over the years, after Wuyazi's guidance and the touching of his son's birth, he finally broke through that layer of separation, making swordsmanship enter a new realm. In his words, the mountain is still the mountain, and the sword is still the sword.

This is the sword. It is no longer the sword itself, but himself.

The so-called unity of man and sword, there is always a sword in his hand, and now, he no longer needs a sword, because he is a sword. I am the sword, so what does it matter if I have a sword in my hand or not?

With this new realm, Lin Heng perfected his fourteenth sword and derived the shadow of the fifteenth sword.

It's kind of strange to say. Lin Heng's Thirteen Deadly Swords were created in imitation of Yan Thirteen's swordsmanship, and the characteristics of the front were very similar to the real Thirteen Deadly Swords, but in the back, they were different. His fourteenth sword is also a killing sword. It's just that this killing sword is no longer indomitable, but has a touch of tenderness and sweetness, making people die under the sword unconsciously. By the time of the fifteenth sword, the killing intent in it had completely dissipated. Tenderness and sweetness also evolve towards life, just like the birth of life, full of emotion.

This sword. Lin Heng has not fully comprehended it, but Wu Yazi was also amazed when he saw it, and he said: If you can create this sword, it will be me in my heyday, and I may not be able to take it.

There is no exact statement in Tianlong about how high Wuyazi's cultivation is, and many people compare him with sweeping monks, but they can't say who is stronger. After all these years of contact, Lin Heng couldn't really judge how strong Wuyazi's cultivation was, but he was sure of one thing, that is, he was no worse than a sweeping monk.

The sweeping monk shocked the world in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and the most talked about thing was his strong qi, but you seem to have forgotten that the Void Bamboo without the internal force of the cliff has the ability to protect the body with true qi, but it can't make the true qi leave the body. But that's a void bamboo, not a cliff. Lin Heng once saw Wu Yazi playing with his son, and held his son up out of thin air with pure true qi, isn't this hand the manifestation of the qi wall?

Therefore, Wuyazi must be no worse than a sweeping monk.

It is precisely because of his words that Lin Heng's cultivation is high. Now, what is different between him and Wu Yazi and others is only the depth of life experience and skill, and after he is easy to pass through the Mahayana, even if his skill is not as good as that of the older generation, it will not be too far behind, and then he can stand in front of the older generation of masters in a dignified manner.

"Senior brother, junior brother ......" On this day, Lin Heng, who was refining, was suddenly woken up by Su Xinghe, he walked out of the room, saw Su Xinghe's anxious look, was slightly surprised, and asked, "Senior Brother Su, is something wrong?" ”

Su Xinghe nodded and said in a condensed voice: "I received the news that Ding Chunqiu is out of the Sea of Stars!" ”

"Ding Chunqiu!" Lin Heng's eyes froze, his hands clenched, and a sharp aura burst out of his body, startling Su Xinghe in front of him, and took a few steps back before he stood firm. He looked at Lin Heng with a look of surprise, the worried look on his face disappeared, and he said with great joy: "Senior brother's cultivation has improved again. Congratulations, junior brother. With the current cultivation of the junior brother, he will definitely be able to win Ding Chunqiu. ”

Lin Heng smiled slightly, and said to himself: "After cultivating the Yijin Sutra for twelve years, I have finally reached the Mahayana. It just so happened that Ding Chunqiu had already tried his martial arts. ”

"By the way, senior brother, I heard that there are many new masters rising in the rivers and lakes, and you are not interested in going on a trip with me." Ding Chunqiu has always been a disease in Su Xinghe's heart, and when he went to kill Ding Chunqi this time, he naturally wanted to bring Su Xinghe with him, so as to relieve his mood, and at the same time make Li Qingluo feel more at ease.

"In this way, senior brother will thank you junior brother." Su Xinghe was overjoyed, although he couldn't kill Ding Chunqiu in person, he could see him die in front of him, which was also good. "As for the young master you mentioned, I have also heard that now the Central Plains martial arts are talking about North Qiao Feng and South Murong, then Qiao Feng I know a little bit, but he is the leader of the beggar gang, and his cultivation is very high, that is, there are many people in the older generation who are defeated under him, and Nan Murong is a little inexplicable."

Hearing this, Lin Heng laughed twice. In today's martial arts, Qiao Feng has risen. At the age of sixteen, he rose to prominence in the rivers and lakes, worshiped the beggar gang, and took the gang leader Wang Jiantong as his teacher, and made a lot of meritorious contributions, both benevolent and righteous. At the age of twenty-three, he created nine strong enemies in a row at the Taishan Conference to relieve the beggars. It was also this year that he officially took over as the leader of the gang, and the originally not very powerful beggar gang developed to the extreme, covering the martial arts Beidou Shaolin faction, and because of its chivalrous righteousness, he was respected as the first gang in the world, Qiao Feng himself was also known as North Qiao Feng, and he was the first person of the young generation of northern martial arts.

Now there are still six years before Tianlong starts, and Qiao Feng has only taken over for three years, and he has developed the beggar gang into such a state in three years, which can be imagined that his ability is strong and his martial arts are high.

As for Nan Murong, not only Su Xinghe is strange, but many people in the rivers and lakes are strange, because Murong Fu only has some fame in Jiangnan, if it is compared with Qiao Feng, it is much worse. But things are just so strange, his Nan Murong name is very loud in the rivers and lakes, which makes many well-intentioned people strange, and they don't know how he got his name.

In Lin Heng's opinion, this must be Murong Bo's old guy building momentum for him in the back, otherwise with Murong Fu's current age and martial arts, he would not have this might.

At lunchtime, Lin Heng told Ding Chunqiu about it, Wu Yazi sighed, didn't say much, Li Qingluo was worried, Lin Heng comforted him a few words, and left Dali with Su Xinghe in the afternoon and rushed to the Central Plains.

In the news that Su Xinghe obtained, Ding Chunqiu had not long left the Sea of Stars, and his destination was unknown, but these were not important, their purpose was to kill Ding Chunqiu, no matter where he went, as long as they could intercept him.

For more than two months, the two hurried quickly, and finally found Ding Chunqiu's car on this day, blocking in front of him.

"The old immortal law of the stars has descended on the Central Plains, you two come up and kneel quickly!" In the sound of silk bamboo, bells and drums, a loud shout exploded on the road, heading straight at Lin Heng and Su Xinghe. Su Xinghe snorted coldly, directly dispersed his voice, looked at Ding Chunqiu on the seat coldly, and sneered: "Ding Chunqiu, you shameless people can only rely on them to brag and pat yourself on the back......"

"Bold, damn it, I don't know the power of the old immortal of the stars, it's just a ...... to die" As soon as Su Xinghe's words came out, the disciples behind Ding Chunqiu scolded in a chatter. These people are afraid that Ding Chunqiu will die if they are afraid, and Ding Chunqiu's training of them is also very good, as soon as others scold, they immediately opened their mouths in unison, but their skills were not enough, and they also suppressed Su Xinghe's voice with the help of numbers.

Lin Heng looked at everything and didn't move, Su Xinghe's face was not good, Ding Chunqiu pressed his hand over there, and the people behind him immediately quieted down, he looked at Su Xinghe with a ruthless face, and said, "Senior Brother Su, have you forgotten what you promised back then?" ”

"Humph!" Su Xinghe's face was ugly, but he didn't answer. Lin Heng laughed behind him, walked to the front with a flash of his body, and the long sword in his hand snapped into the ground with the scabbard, and said, "Ding Chunqiu, don't talk nonsense, let's die!" ”

"Ha Lu Ha...... It's funny, it's funny, what kind of ability do you have for a little baby, you want the life of the old fairy, it's just beyond your own strength! As he spoke, Ding Chunqiu waved the feather fan in his hand, and a stream of transparent powder floated in the air and rushed towards Lin Heng. Lin Heng smiled slightly, his feet didn't move, he didn't raise his hands, he just opened his mouth and sighed, then he blew out a breath and blew back the powder that rushed in.

Ding Chunqiu's complexion changed, and with a wave of the feather fan in his hand, the powder rushed into the disciples of the Star Sea, poisoning a piece. It's just that none of these people dared to make a sound, and they trembled one by one, and one of them, an eight or nine-year-old girl dressed in purple, was particularly pitiful.

When Lin Heng saw this woman, his eyes shrank for a moment, and then he looked at Ding Chunqiu without squinting, and his whole body exploded like a sharp sword. (To be continued......)