Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Tarzan Faction
In the early morning of the second day, Lin Ye and Lin Ping went downstairs, there were not many people in the hall, only a few bearded men with swords and swords who rushed here overnight, and they got together early in the morning to drink wine and talk about some news on the rivers and lakes.
"Have you heard, Hengshan Liu Zhengfeng colluded with the people in the Demon Sect and killed Lu Bai, Ding Mian and Fei Bin among the thirteen Taibao of Songshan." One of them took a sip of wine and said to the two companions beside him.
"Yes, if you want to say that this Liu Zhengfeng is also a famous and decent person in the rivers and lakes, how can he collude with the people of the Demon Sect." The two people next to him nodded and asked strangely.
"That demon sect has many methods, I heard that Liu Zhengfeng likes music and rhythm, and then he sent people in his sect who know music and rhythm to bewitch Liu Zhengfeng, but unfortunately Liu Zhengfeng is a hero, but he is blindfolded here." The man said with a slight sigh.
"Have you heard of the Lin family in Fujian?" One of them.
"Who doesn't know about the Fuwei Dart Game? However, I heard that their Fuwei Dart Bureau is now full of destruction, because of the evil sword spectrum. One of them spoke, but when he said this evil sword spectrum, there was a hint of greed on their faces.
In the past, Lin Yuantu relied on the sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits and beat invincible opponents all over the world and founded the Fuwei Dart Bureau, and everyone on the rivers and lakes naturally knew about it.
However, the Fuwei Dart Bureau has a big business, and it is also related to the official uniform and various major sects, so ordinary people in the rivers and lakes dare not take risks.
However, at this moment, the Fuwei Dart Bureau was destroyed, although I don't know if the evil sword spectrum has the hands of others, but this gives everyone a kind of hope, if they and others get the evil sword spectrum, will they be able to fight all over the world like Lin Yuantu back then, and create the next foundation.
Lin Pingzhi, who was sitting next to Lin Ye, heard the conversation of the people around him, and his hands couldn't help but clench into fists.
There is hatred in his eyes that cannot be hidden.
"Let's go." Standing up, Lin Ye said to Lin Pingzhi on the side.
After some washing, Lin Pingzhi has become a handsome young man at this moment.
"Master, don't I have to dress up in disguise?" On the way, Lin Pingzhi said to Lin Ye.
"Dress up for what?" The footsteps did not stop, and hearing Lin Pingzhi's words, Lin Ye asked rhetorically.
"If it's recognized, then it's ......," Lin Pingzhi hesitated.
"What if you recognize it, what if you don't recognize it?" Lin Ye said lightly.
After seeing the martial arts of Qu Yang, Ding Mian, Fei Bin and others, Lin Ye was able to determine that what the world could expect from this time was only the undefeated Dongfang, let me go, and the wind was clear and the peerless masters of their level.
Yu Canghai may be a little higher than Ding Mian's first-class martial arts, but it is definitely not high.
"I have never taken Yu Canghai to heart, it is easy for me to kill him, but since he has an enmity with you, you should naturally cut it off yourself." Stopping and looking at Lin Pingzhi, Lin Ye said lightly.
This hatred is Lin Pingzhi's persistence, it is Lin Pingzhi's persistence, and Lin Pingzhi's sword practice relies on this hatred, when the hatred is cut off, either the kendo cultivation stagnates and stops, or he realizes it, transcends the original realm, and goes to the next level.
Hearing Lin Ye's words, Lin Pingzhi was shocked: "I, Master, with my current cultivation, when will I be able to take revenge." ”
This is a bit of self-defeating confidence, but it is also true, today's Lin Ping's internal strength is extremely shallow, and not to mention swordsmanship, even the foundation is very poor, even if Yu Canghai is only barely as good as Ding, but with Lin Pingzhi's current cultivation, there is absolutely no way to take revenge without cultivating for twenty years.
And this is still on the basis of Yu Canghai's martial arts standing still.
"You have to ask yourself, practice the sword I taught you, and after that sword is completed, I will naturally teach you the second sword." Looking at Lin Pingzhi, Lin Ye said lightly.
Hearing Lin Ye's words, Lin Pingzhi couldn't bear it anymore, and said, "Master, that sword only has one stab, what kind of swordsmanship is it?" ”
"Don't you get it yet?" Hearing Lin Pingzhi's words, Lin Ye glanced at it and said lightly.
"The disciple doesn't understand." Lin Pingzhi shook his head lightly and said.
"Then practice, practice until you realize yourself." Looking at Lin Pingzhi, Lin Ye said.
"Yes." Seeing Lin Ye say this, Lin Ping's heart froze, but he didn't dare to say more, but nodded lightly according to his words.
Seven days later.
Under Mount Tai.
Although the name of the Taishan faction is Taishan faction, it is not on the main peak of Mount Tai, but on the halfway of a partial peak on the southwest side of Mount Tai.
It is necessary to know that the main peak of Mount Tai is towering into the clouds, that is, it is to cultivate the level of forest leaves, and it takes several hours to climb up with light skills to reach the top.
What's more, those ordinary disciples of the Taishan Sect, if they are located on the main peak of Mount Tai, it will only take them down or up the mountain, it will take nearly a day.
Although it is a member of the Wuyue Sword Sect, in fact, there are only two or three hundred disciples under the sect, including those cleaning handymen.
Two or three hundred people, let alone guarding the main peak, even if it is two or three hundred people from a partial peak, it is far from enough.
Lin Ye and Lin Pingzhi came to Mount Tai, and did not go directly to the Mount Tai faction, but stayed in a small town at the foot of Mount Tai for a day.
"Master, I understand." Outside the door of the back hall of the inn, Lin Pingzhi was still holding the stone sword in his hand, practicing the stabbing move repeatedly, and suddenly Lin Pingzhi's face changed, and he shouted to Lin Ye.
"What do you understand?" Looking at Lin Pingzhi, Lin Ye asked.
"Shizun asked me to use the stone sword to practice only this move, in order to exercise the strength of my arm, so that this sword stabbing is as stable as Mount Tai." Lin Pingzhi said.
"Not only your hands, but also your steps, your body, your breath, if a person who uses a sword, if he can't even grasp the sword in his hand, can he still use a sword?" Nodding slightly, Lin Ye said to Lin Pingzhi.
Hearing Lin Ye's words, Lin Pingzhi couldn't help but nodded, and then raised the stone sword in his hand and stabbed forward again.
Retracted and stabbed out, but every time Lin Pingzhi's hand and body trembled slightly, there was no way to be as steady as Mount Tai.
And Lin Ye didn't have the slightest hint, he had already said enough, he understood it, and he naturally understood it.
If you don't have that understanding, even if you talk a lot, then what can you do?
Prick out, retract.
Simple movements, these days of hurrying, as long as he rests, Lin Pingzhi is practicing swords like this, and he has stabbed no less than a thousand times.
Although it doesn't seem to have changed much on the surface, Lin Ye can clearly perceive Lin Pingzhi's changes these days.
According to Lin Ye's exploration, if he practiced according to such progress, Lin Pingzhi would be able to stabilize this key in just half a month.
Of course, what is said is that if you don't fight with people, if you are at war with people, Lin Pingzhi at this moment will never be able to do it.
Even when Lin Ye faced the same opponent, he couldn't be absolutely stable.
From noon until the sunset, Lin Pingzhi did not rest at all with this sword, and the clothes on his body were already soaked with sweat.
The motivation brought by hatred, even compared to Lin Ye's efforts in the past, Lin Pingzhi even had to work harder and harder.
"Don't practice tonight, you go back to your room to wash well, nourish your spirit, take you to Mount Tai tomorrow, you have a good look." Let Lin Pingzhi stop, Lin Ye spoke.
"Yes, Master." Hearing Lin Ye's words, Lin Pingzhi's face was overjoyed, and he quickly nodded and said.
Then he put the stone sword behind his back, and his left hand kept rubbing his right hand, which was almost numb, and walked towards the lobby.
"Tarzan faction, I don't know if I can find some surprises." Standing up and walking outside, Lin Ye said secretly in his heart.
The Taoist priest who was stabbed by Tian Boguang in Huiyan Tower that day was sent by Taishan, and according to the name of Linghu Chong and the nun that day, it should be the same as Yue Buqun and other people at their level, but it is such a so-called senior, but he can't even survive Tian Boguang's knife, even if Tian Boguang is suspected of sneak attack, but it is really disappointing.