Half an hour of fast running, for Lin Pingzhi, who has a foundation in martial arts, is naturally nothing, but he was kicked by the Qingcheng disciple in the inn before, and he has some perseverance to be able to hold on for so long.

"I, I want to ask my seniors to take me as an apprentice." Hearing Lin Ye's culture, he hesitated for half a minute, and then Lin Pingzhi's eyes gradually became firm, and he suddenly knelt on the ground.

"Why did you take you as an apprentice?" Looking at Lin Pingzhi who was kneeling on the ground, Lin Ye slowly spoke.

"In Xia, Lin Pingzhi and the Qingcheng faction have a blood feud, and they are bound to worship the famous teacher, learn the best martial arts, and take revenge, for which Lin Pingzhi is willing to pay a price, and ask the seniors to accept me as an apprentice." Lin Pingzhi knelt on the ground and said.

"Fuwei Dart Bureau, Evil Sword Spectrum, it turns out that you are Lin Pingzhi, but how do you know that if you worship me as a teacher, you will be able to take revenge?" Hearing Lin Pingzhi's words, Lin Ye glanced at it in slight surprise, it turned out that this person was Lin Pingzhi of the Fuwei Dart Bureau.

Regarding the case of the Fuwei Dart Bureau being destroyed, Lin Ye also heard a little, but in the rivers and lakes, it was only said that the Fuwei Dart Bureau was destroyed by the Demon Sect, but in fact, except for Lin Ye, only the party Lin Pingzhi knew that the Fuwei Dart Bureau was destroyed by the Qingcheng faction that plotted its evil sword spectrum.

"I don't know, but I just know it's my chance." Looking at Lin Ye, Lin Pingzhi took a breath and said.

The wind blew gently, and the bleak wilderness was only the sound of the wind and the sound of breathing.

Kneeling on the ground, Lin Pingzhi's eyes were extremely firm, a qiē and a qiē are only because of the support of hatred, if a person is allowed to live, there must be a belief, and if you want to do a sword thing, you also need a belief.

Whether it's love, attachment, or other emotions.

"My skills come from the way of the sword, if you worship me as a teacher, I promise. But I won't teach you how to learn swordsmanship, and you won't even draw a sword without my permission. Looking at Lin Pingzhi, I don't know how long it took, Lin Ye slowly let out a sigh and said.

Looking at Lin Pingzhi, who didn't react much, Lin Ye continued to speak: "And I won't give you a lecture or preach, nor will I pass on your internal skills. ”

Hearing Lin Ye's words, Lin Pingzhi's face changed.

In his opinion, the way of martial arts is nothing more than the subtle moves and the subtle internal skills, this is not handed over, and he does not pay that, isn't he just hanging a name and can't learn anything?

In that case, when will I be able to take revenge?

"That's all you say, do you still want to worship me as a teacher?" Looking at Lin Pingzhi, who was still on the ground, Lin Ye slowly spoke.

His face was constantly changing, but Lin Ping was in a dilemma for a while.

In the past, the rich young master was much loved, but now he is a wanderer, full of the heat and coldness of the world, covered with wind and frost, the eyes of the enemy, and the sneering face, all in front of him.

"Senior, no...... Master, please take me as an apprentice! Lin Pingzhi suddenly raised his head and said in a deep voice.

"Well, you can follow me." Looking at Lin Pingzhi, Lin Ye nodded lightly, pressed his right hand on Lin Pingzhi's back, and the internal force poured into Lin Pingzhi's body along Lin Ye's arm.

"I'll give you an internal force, you can take care of it." Looking at Lin Pingzhi, Lin Ye turned around and walked towards a big banyan tree on the side of the road, and sat down cross-legged.

And Lin Pingzhi also followed the past and sat down like Lin Ye.

"You don't take advantage of the internal strength to breathe and recuperate." After more than ten seconds, looking at Lin Pingzhi, who was at a loss, Lin Ye said slowly.

"Ah...... It's the master. Hearing Lin Ye's words, he was slightly stunned, but then he immediately came to his senses, and Lin Pingzhi hurriedly said.

Walking and shuttling through guò's internal force, Lin Pingzhi only felt that his originally swollen right leg was quickly swollen, although it was still painful, but it was much better than the pain like a pinprick before.

Looking at Lin Pingzhi, who was caught in cultivation, Lin Ye slowly stood up, walked to the side of the road and put his right hand on a huge bluestone, and then drank softly, the stone chips scattered The whole bluestone was directly shocked into two pieces by Lin Ye, and then Lin Ye took out the sword in his hand and cut it into a three-foot stone stick the size of a long sword.

Even if you live for a lifetime, although you have no intention of fame, but in this world, you don't know when you will completely fall on the road of pursuing swordsmanship.

Every kendo master knows that their kendo is unrepeatable, and no matter how smart their descendants are, they can only learn from their own kendo, but they will never learn their own kendo and reach the top.

But in the same way, they will also pass on their kendo, not for the sake of longevity, but to prove their kendo, to prove that their kendo is the strongest kendo.

Warriors are competitive, and so are swordsmen.

Lin Ye is the supreme in swordsmanship, but he also thinks that his kendo is by no means inferior to anyone.

In the past, in the world of eagle archery and amorous love, his sword path was still being explored, even if he wanted to pass it on, what he inherited was just some exquisite swordsmanship.

There is no way for me to integrate my beliefs and sword momentum into my sword.

And how can a sword without sword momentum, a sword without faith, be passed on?

"If you can see my sword path clearly, then you still have a trace of plastic talent." Looking at Lin Pingzhi, who was closing his cultivation, Lin Ye secretly said in his heart.

Grabbing the sword made of bluestone in his hand, Lin Ye returned to Lin Pingzhi's side, leaning on the trunk of the tree and looking at the sky.

What's behind that canopy?

After about half an hour, Lin Pingzhi woke up leisurely, saw the forest leaves leaning on the trunk, and quickly stood up and said, "Master." ”

"From now on, you will use this to practice the sword, and only practice one move." Throwing the stone sword to Lin Pingzhi, Lin Ye said slowly.

Catching the stone sword with both hands, it weighs nearly 10 catties or so, although one hand can grasp it, but Lin Pingzhi is not a person born with divine power, if you want to swing it easily and freely, you can only do it by using internal force.

"But Master, this ......" took the stone sword, Lin Pingzhi was a little confused.

"But what, isn't the stone sword a sword? From now on you will only practice this sword. Hearing Lin Pingzhi's words, Lin Ye said slowly, then pulled out the sword in his hand and stabbed forward.

A simple sword, its speed can only be said to be good, but not a fast sword, there is no oppressive spirit, there is no compelling momentum, if this sword can only be praised, then it is stable.

In Lin Pingzhi's eyes, this sword is only stable, just like Mount Tai, the sword is handed out in his right hand, without the slightest trembling, let alone the slightest deviation.

"In addition, you can practice internal strength, and practice this sword all the rest of the time until I am satisfied with you, if you are not willing to leave at this time, I will not force it." Looking at Lin Pingzhi, Lin Ye said slowly.

After saying this sentence, Lin Ye's long sword returned to the sheath and stopped talking, this is enough, he has done enough, and the rest can only look at Lin Pingzhi's own understanding, if he understands, he will naturally be qualified to teach, but if he can't understand, then he can only blame his own understanding for not enough.