Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Golden Sword King's Family

"But there is no need to be presumptuous, your swordsmanship has reached a peak realm, many moves are fused into one furnace, do whatever you want, the antelope hangs its horns, there is no trace, the sword momentum has also been condensed, and it is only a matter of time before you comprehend the sword intent. ”

Feng Qingyang waved his hand, he still saw the martial arts realm under Lin Pingzhi very clearly, and it had indeed reached a mysterious and unpredictable realm, and the innate realm was promising.

"Okay, Lin boy, you have good swordsmanship, even if it is my Dugu Nine Swords, I don't need to pass it on to you, this fate is over, the old man is here. ”

Feng Qingyang just said a few words, his body jumped, and he jumped off the cliff, the clouds and mist were vast, and he disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, Lin Pingzhi walked to the edge of the cliff and looked down silently, not even the slightest trace of him.

"He is really a hermit in the rivers and lakes, and his demeanor is extraordinary. ”

Tut-tut, Lin Pingzhi didn't think much about it, this time he met with Feng Qingyang, he gained a lot, and he became more and more aware of the future martial arts path, and faintly understood a lot of innate secrets, the value of this thing is too great.

The next thing to do is to follow the steps step by step, slowly figure out the practice, and reach a state where it comes naturally.

Leaving Huashan, Lin Ping walked alone, participated in martial arts every day, practiced non-stop, but also felt comfortable and comfortable, and there was a feeling of forgetting the troubles of the world in a trance.

On this day, I came to Luoyang City again, and it has been more than half a month since I came back and forth.

Luoyang is still prosperous, walking on the streets, there are surging crowds everywhere.

"Hmm, I'm okay for now, just go to the Golden Knife Gate. ”

After a while, Lin Pingzhi had already decided to go to Luoyang Golden Daomen, his grandfather was not bad to him, since he arrived in Luoyang, it was really unreasonable not to go to see it.

The Golden Dao Gate is naturally famous in Luoyang, and after a little inquiry, Lin Pingzhi knew the location.

Walking forward, not long after, he walked to a wide street, and saw a magnificent and vast mansion from a distance, wide gate, two big stone lions in front of the door, burly and majestic, afraid that there is not a weight of several thousand catties, on the two vermilion gates, a thick copper nail pierced on it, and the golden door knocker all show the wealth and momentum of the golden knife king's family.

Zhongzhou hero, the invincible Wang Yuanba of the golden sword, is also a prestigious old-timer in the rivers and lakes, and it is not beyond Lin Pingzhi's expectation to have such power.

Lin Pingzhi walked to the door, and immediately a few sturdy family members walked over, looking at him with burning eyes, faintly with a touch of fierceness.

"Who are you, and what are you doing here?"

A man in his twenties, with a strong body, wide palms, and a very strong body of polished muscles and bones, came to Lin Pingzhi and asked a little arrogantly.

"In Xia Lin Pingzhi, come to visit my grandfather, you go and report. ”

Lin Pingzhi didn't bother to pay attention to the grandeur of this Ding, and said lightly.

"Ah? It turns out that the young master has arrived, the little rude, forgive me, the young lady and the aunt also happened to come to Luoyang these days, the young master please come in!"

As soon as he heard Lin Pingzhi's name, this Ding Ding's face immediately changed, and he said with a smile on his face, and hurriedly led the way and led Lin Pingzhi in.

The other man also hurried in, shouting loudly as he ran.

Not long after, the entire Wang family was alarmed and in an uproar.

Lin Pingzhi had just walked for a while, and just after the front yard of the palace, he saw a group of people greet him.

His eyes jumped slightly, and he was a little surprised in his heart.

But Lin Zhennan and his wife were also in the crowd, which made him a little unexpected, Fuwei Dart Bureau had just moved to Hengshan City, and it was supposed to be a busy time, Lin Zhennan and his wife would run to Luoyang, how not to surprise him.

"Haha, my good grandson has arrived, come and let my grandfather take a look!"

A hearty laughter came first, Lin Pingzhi looked at it, and saw that among the crowd that came, there was an old man, who was over seventy years old, with a red face, a long white beard floating on his chest under his chin, and two goose eggs in his left hand laughing golden gall.

This old man is none other than Lin Pingzhi's grandfather Wang Yuanba.

"Heiyuki meets his grandfather!"

Lin Pingzhi took a few steps between his thoughts, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

Wang Yuanba looked him up and down, and reached out and patted him on the shoulder a few times.

"Okay, good, the capital of Ping has grown so big, and it's out, it's out. ”

After a moment of greetings, Lin Pingzhi also met the rest of the Wang family, his two uncles, Wang Bofen, Wang Zhongqiang, and two cousins, Wang Jiajun and Wang Jiaju.

A group of people walked towards the courtyard as they spoke.

I sat down in a large hall.

"Pingzhi, why did you suddenly come to Luoyang?

After sitting down, Wang Yuanba asked.

"I also traveled here this time, so I went to my grandfather's place to have a look, but I didn't expect that my father and mother would also come to Luoyang, and I thought that it would take some time for the dart game to settle down. ”

Lin Pingzhi said lightly in the past, Qu Yangqu Feiyan's matter naturally can't be talked about at this time.

"It's good to come, it's good to come, you haven't been to Luoyang for many years, this time you will live here with this grandfather for a while, by the way, I heard that you have entered the door of Mr. Mo of the Hengshan faction, this is very good, I also heard about the Qingcheng faction a few days ago, and now that you have become a disciple of Hengshan, the situation of the Fuwei Dart Bureau will be much better." ”

Wang Yuanba said for a while, and then said: "By the way, Pingzhi, Mr. Yue of the Huashan faction is also a guest at his grandfather's house this time, and he is still your uncle, so I will take you to meet him." ”

"Oh, is Uncle Yue also here with my grandfather? ”

Lin Pingzhi was surprised for a while, he really didn't expect Yue Buqun and the others to be at the Golden Daomen in Luoyang.

This somewhat surprised him.

"Yes, Master Yue is a first-class master in the rivers and lakes, and now that he has arrived in Luoyang, his grandfather naturally wants to entertain him well. ”

Wang Yuanba laughed loudly as he took Lin Pingzhi to a side courtyard of the palace.

After a while, Lin Pingzhi saw Yue Buqun again.

"Lin Pingzhi has seen Uncle Yue. ”

"Oh, when did Master Lin and nephew arrive, please come in. ”

With a smile like a spring breeze on his face, Yue Buqun welcomed Wang Yuanba and Lin Pingzhi in.

This courtyard is not small, and when Lin Pingyi came in, he saw many disciples of the Huashan faction practicing swords and martial arts, shouting and shouting, but also had a lot of spirit.

"Haha, these disciples of Master Yue are really diligent. ”

Wang Yuanba watched many Huashanmen people practice swords, and said with a smile.

"Hehe, Old Man Wang praised it falsely, the way of martial arts lies in a diligent word, these disciples are very unsuccessful, and they are far worse than your grandson. ”

Yue Buqun smiled lightly.

"Uncle Yue, some time ago, I went to Huashan, I wanted to visit, but it was empty, and I thought something was wrong, it turned out that Uncle Yue brought many brothers down the mountain to travel. ”

Lin Pingzhi said out loud.

"Oh, Senior Nephew Lin, you also went to Huashan? That's really unfortunate. ”

Yue Buqun's eyes flashed, and he said regretfully.

"By the way, Master Yue, how is Linghu Shaoxia's injury?"

Wang Yuanba asked softly.

"Alas, it's still the same, my big disciple is really uncomfortable. ”

Yue Buqun smiled bitterly when he heard this, his face was slightly ugly.

"Hmm, Uncle Shi, are you talking about Brother Linghu, is he injured?"

Lin Pingzhi was slightly stunned, Ling Hu Chong was injured like this, what happened to the Huashan faction.

"Yes, Ling Hu Chong's injury is really a headache, I don't know what to do right now, my nephew and nephew, your martial arts are superb, let's take a look." ”

Yue Buqun said that, and took Lin Pingzhi and Wang Yuanba to Ling Hu Chong's room.

As soon as he entered, Lin Pingzhi saw a person lying on the bed in the room, and two people next to him were taking care of him, a young girl and a middle-aged woman.

After some introductions, these two people officially Ning Zhong and Yue Lingshan.

When Yue Lingshan saw Lin Pingzhi, she immediately recognized it, and snorted softly, she didn't have a good face, which made Lin Pingzhi smile bitterly, this little girl is still holding grudges.

But Lin Pingzhi didn't care, he walked to the side of the bed, and saw Ling Hu Chong's face sallow, his eyes sunken, and his appearance of being pinned, he was really startled, Ling Hu Chong had to be shocked by this look.

"Uncle Shi, how did it become like this? I also saw Brother Linghu when I was in Hengshan, although he suffered a lot of injuries, but it was only skin injuries, right?

Lin Ping asked as he stretched out his hand and put his hand on Ling Hu Chong's vein.

A trace of condensed and pure internal force probed over, and suddenly Lin Pingzhi's face changed slightly, and he felt that there were seven or eight strands of internal force in Ling Hu Chong's body, which were entangled and collided with each other, and as soon as his own trace of internal force entered it, it immediately triggered changes, and the conflict seemed to be intense.

Linghu Chong on the bed snorted, and his face became more and more pale.

Lin Pingzhi hurriedly withdrew his hand.

"Senior Uncle Yue, Senior Uncle Ning, Brother Linghu's injury is not trivial, how can there be so many different kinds of internal forces in his body, conflicting with each other, and becoming a mess, such internal injuries, the medicine stone is incurable, if you want to heal, I'm afraid it's not easy." ”

Lin Pingzhi turned his head and said.

"Senior nephew, do you have a way?"

Before Yue Buqun could speak, Ning Zhong asked hurriedly.

"Yes, I can't do anything about his injury, the internal strength of the Huashan faction is not bad, but the foundation of the internal force of this kid is too poor, he was injured some time ago, and he was imported a large amount of heterogeneous internal force, and it is impossible to get rid of it by himself, if there is any way to do it, please say it for details." ”

Yue Buqun also hurriedly said.

"Well, Brother Linghu's body is too strong with several different internal forces, and almost all of his own internal forces have been dispersed, which can be said to be a complete loss of internal force, and it is very difficult to heal his own pranayama under such circumstances, but it is not impossible. ”

Lin Pingzhi said silently.