Author: Battle of Tiandu

In the practice room, there was a constant sound of "bang bang" and fists hitting sandbags.

At this time, the Zhang family master was half-naked, bulging bronze knotted muscles, like a piece of hard stone, embedded in the body, practicing the Zhang family's ancestral thunder shadowless boxing, boxing is fast, accurate and ruthless, hitting the opponent's weakness, such as the human waist, head, chest, neck, throat and other fatal parts.

Zhang Cheng's father's name is Zhang Deyu, and he is now the head of the Zhang family, who has been learning martial arts for generations, and is about thirty-seven or eighteen years old.

"Knock knock", there was a knock on the door of the practice room.

Zhang Deyu heard the sound and put away his fist, and said to Zhengse outside the door, "Come in."

"Father, I'm really sorry to disturb your practice", now I have something to trouble you to help, otherwise my son will not come to disturb you at will, Zhang Cheng said in a proper manner.

"Judging from the small actions of this dialogue, the family style of the Zhang family is still relatively rigorous."

"Nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace, nothing to offer courtesy, either treachery or theft," what's the matter! Say it quickly! The Zhang family had a face, and said angrily.

"Who is he?"

"His name is Lin Yunchen, and his son went out to meet him three months ago, and he came here to find his father for him."

"Brother Lin, tell my father in detail about the situation of your own sword practice, maybe I can give you some help," Zhang Cheng said to Lin Yunchen.

Lin Yunchen stepped forward and arched his hand, "Hello Uncle Zhang, I don't know what's going on, there is a trace of coolness in my body, and I don't know if it's internal force."

"Don't worry, sit down and talk slowly if you have something," Zhang Deyu raised his hand and signaled.

After the father and son of the Zhang family and Lin Yunchen sat down, Zhang Cheng quickly filled the three water cups with water, "Father, you drink some water first."

"Brother Lin, you're welcome, you drink too, don't look at my father's fierce appearance, in fact, he has a good temper", Zhang Cheng smiled and said.

"Don't put gold on my face, I'm not as good as you say", Zhang Deyu made a straight face, glared at his son, and said angrily, picking up the towel on the table and wiping the sweat stains on his face.

Zhang Cheng immediately smiled wryly to hide his embarrassed expression.

"You said, there is a trace of coolness in your body, this shouldn't be, no matter what kind of martial arts, martial arts, or internal methods are practiced by martial artists, what appears is a hot flow, and it is impossible for cool air to appear", the head of the Zhang family looked puzzled, put down the towel, pulled the beard on his chin, and said slowly.

"Take your right hand, I'll check your pulse first," Zhang Deyu commanded.

Lin Yunchen hurriedly rolled up his sleeves and stretched out his right hand.

After taking the pulse of Lin Yunchen's wrist stretched out, Zhang Deyu pulled the beard on his chin with his hand, frowned, and began to ponder.

"The pulse is peaceful, strong and powerful, and there is nothing wrong with it, strange, really strange", after a long time, you will speak, have you been feeling unwell lately, such as: dizziness, nausea, nausea, restlessness.

"There is no discomfort, everything is normal", Lin Yunchen thought about these symptoms carefully, his eyes slowly swirled in circles in his eye sockets, and answered truthfully.

The head of the Zhang family shook his head, sighed and said, "I can't see it, since your body doesn't show those symptoms, then it shouldn't be a big deal, you can continue to practice with Zhang Cheng."

"Thank you, Uncle Zhang," Lin Yunchen said respectfully.

"Hmm", Zhang Deyu nodded slightly, picked up the hot tea and blew it, and took a shallow sip.

Father, there can't be no one in the square, so I'll go back with Brother Lin first, Zhang Cheng said while adding tea to his father.

Go ahead! Zhang Deyu waved his hand casually.

Lin Yunchen stood up from his seat, followed Zhang Chenglian out of the exercise room, and walked towards the small square used to practice martial arts in the front yard.

After Zhang Cheng and the two left, Zhang Cheng's father continued to practice Thunder Shadowless Boxing, "Bang Bang Bang", the punch of the sandbag, like the sound of a storm hitting the sandbag, sounded continuously in the room, which seemed very energetic.

Brother Lin, since my father said that there is no problem with you, then there should be no big problem, so you can continue to practice the sword! Zhang Cheng said to Lin Yunchen behind him as he walked.

"Thank you, Brother Zhang, I know, wait a minute, I want to practice swordsmanship with an iron sword, I don't know if it's okay", Lin Yunchen said.

"Iron sword practice, you are not afraid of hurting yourself", Zhang Cheng asked with some concern.

"I'm not afraid of getting hurt, I just want to use an iron sword", Lin Yunchen replied categorically without hesitation.

"Okay, I really didn't mistake you, I'll show you how to use the sword for fighting later, you have to watch carefully", Zhang Cheng walked to the weapon rack and immediately took down a three-foot long sword with a sheath from it.

"Look carefully, Xingyi Sword Duel, this is the name of the swordsmanship I practice, the sword intent is to do whatever you want, fast as lightning."

At this time, Zhang Cheng made the three-foot long sword in his hand smooth, as accurate as an eagle fighting a rabbit, and as fast as a dragonfly touching water.

"Do you understand?" Zhang Cheng practiced a few sword moves, turned around and asked.

"The sword is used to uphold justice, not to oppress the defenseless people, this is what my father said to me, and now I will tell you this too, you must remember it well."

"I understand, I know this, the sword is a gentleman's benevolence and righteousness, and it cannot be violated by the strong and the weak", Lin Yunchen replied.

It's good if you know, you can practice according to the moves I just made, if there is anything you don't understand, ask me, remember to be slow, don't be in a hurry, after saying that, Zhang Cheng handed the sword in his hand to Lin Yunchen, and went to teach the little boy from before to box.

From then on, Lin Yunchen began to practice this set of sword duels every night, and continued to practice the Immortal Sutra after going back, although the content of the scripture was obscure, Lin Yunchen never had any intention of giving up.

Time flies, time is like an arrow, time is unconscious, more than a year has passed, Lin Yunchen is now seventeen years old, whether it is practicing swords, or meditating cross-legged to practice the Immortal Sutra, Lin Yunchen is extremely hard, dedicated to practice, never slackening.

Lin Yunchen is now a man who is five feet five inches tall, and he has also developed strong muscles on his body, and his appearance is less childish than before, and more heroic as an adult man.

Late one night in the western district of Qingping City, at the entrance of an unknown alley, a man in black dressed in a black suit took out three taels of silver from his pocket and threw it into a broken bowl in front of a beggar in tattered clothes.

"Thank you for the reward, thank you for the reward, you are really a good person, a good person has a good reward, he will definitely live a long life, and he will have many children and grandchildren", the beggar saw that someone gave alms and hurriedly kowtowed, and thanked him with kind words, almost using up all the good words he would know.

"Whoosh", the man in black connected the dots at his feet, several ups and downs, climbed over the wall and disappeared into the night.

Then the man in black walked out of an unknown alley, but the black clothes on his body had been changed into a set of cyan long clothes, and strode towards Chunxiang Restaurant.