Lin Pingzhi had seen Chen Zheng's swordsmanship, like a demon and a demon, extremely powerful, even Mu Gaofeng was not an opponent, so he decided to abandon the sword and practice the sword. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Chen Zheng suddenly laughed out loud and said: "Back then, your ancestor Yuantu Gong fought all over the world with the seventy-two ways of warding off evil swordsmanship, and was known as the number one master in Tiannan. There is another hidden secret in the sword technique of warding off evil spirits, you should practice this sword technique for a good life!"

"But the disciple has practiced for more than ten years, and the sword technique of warding off evil spirits is indeed an ordinary sword technique. Could it be that my father didn't tell me?" Lin Pingzhi looked at Chen Zheng suspiciously, if the evil sword technique was really hidden, how could the Fuwei Dart Bureau be destroyed. It's just that I think that powerful sects like the Qingcheng faction have to plot against evil swordsmanship, maybe there is really a hidden secret.

After Chen Zheng's reminder, Lin Pingzhi kept an eye on it, and secretly decided that after rescuing his father, he must inquire clearly.

Lin Pingzhi must have read for a few years, his memory is not bad, and he only spent one night to memorize the "Divine Illumination Sutra", and Chen Zheng passed on his cultivation experience to him, and what he will achieve in the future depends on Lin Pingzhi's creation.

After dawn, Chen Zheng was ready to implement his plan, and instructed Lin Pingzhi: "The Divine Sutra can also practice the exercises of various sects and sects, and it has the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort. You should cultivate with your heart, but you are not allowed to spread the word. ”

"Disciple keep it in mind, without the consent of the sect master, it will never be passed on!" Lin Pingzhi swore to the sky.

"As soon as you enter the Huangquan Holy Sect, I will give you a task!"

Hearing Chen Zheng's words, Lin Pingzhi suddenly had a not very good feeling, and said stubbornly: "Sect Master, please say, the disciple must be completed!"

"Good!"

Seeing Lin Pingzhi's attitude, Chen Zheng nodded with satisfaction and said, "Huashan Sect Yue Buqun is looking for your parents, and it won't take long to rescue your parents." I want you to find a way to worship Yue Buqun as a teacher, enter the Huashan faction, and steal Zixia Divine Skill at the right time. ”

"This ......"

Yue Buqun, the head of the Huashan faction, is a top master of the famous rivers and lakes, Chen Zheng actually asked him to go to the Huashan faction as an undercover agent, and Lin Pingzhi was in a dilemma.

"Don't worry, I'll keep you safe in the dark!"

This was the first task for him to get started, Lin Pingzhi gritted his teeth and nodded, and said in a firm tone: "The disciple must obtain the Zixia Divine Skill for the sect master." It's just that Yue Buqun can really save my father and mother?"

What he remembers most in his heart is not his own safety, but whether he can save his father and mother. Although he heard that Yue Buqun was looking for his parents, Lin Pingzhi still felt unsafe.

"Yue Buqun is plotting your family's evil sword technique, so naturally try your best to save your father and mother, if you don't worry, you will see it in a few days. Chen Zheng took out a silver ingot and handed it to Lin Pingzhi, and advised: "Let's separate, you take this ingot of silver and solve the accommodation by yourself." Don't tell people that you've seen me, what you planned to do before, and how you're going to do it in the future. ”

"Disciple understands!" Lin Pingzhi took the silver ingot and asked again, "How will the disciple contact the sect master in the future?"

Chen Zheng shook his head and said, "Don't take the initiative to look for me, I will contact you if you have something!"

Sent Lin Pingzhi away, Chen Zheng did not leave the grove, and there was still a day before Liu Zhengfeng washed his hands. Chen Zheng sat cross-legged on the bluestone all day long, deducing the knife technique and comprehending the white bone yin wind technique.

The artistic conception of the White Bone Yin Wind Technique is high, and with the continuous enlightenment, the deeper the understanding, the more I feel that this exercise is unfathomable. "Bloody world" In this realm of Xiaocheng, Chen Zheng also sorted it out. Yesterday, I devoured the blood of several people, and after two days of continuous refining, half of it has not turned into essence.

Chen Zheng's blood transformation skill has already reached the realm of Xiaocheng, he can directly extract blood from a person's body, and then devour it, no longer need to bite through the other party's blood vessels like a vampire to suck blood. If you don't mention efficiency, you won't be disgusting.

Combing through all the martial arts he knew, Chen Zheng held his chin in his hand and made a contemplative gesture.

If you want to win luck in the world of laughter, you can't go it alone. As long as the crowd gathers can it become a momentum, and only when it becomes a momentum can it be transported, so it is necessary to manage the force. It's not enough to have just one Lin Pingzhi, but also to recruit a group of people to fight against good and evil, and take the opportunity to fan the wind and ignite the fire, and only when the water is mixed up can it be fished.

The sunset was obliquely shining, and Chen Zheng got up and left the grove and went to Hengyang City for the night. Although he is not afraid of cold and warmth with martial arts, Chen Zheng will not wronged himself if there are conditions.

Entering from the city gate, he had just walked less than a few dozen steps, and suddenly felt that the corners of his trousers were grabbed, Chen Zheng looked down and saw an unkempt beggar looking at him with a look of pleading.

The beggar's face was covered with mud, and he couldn't tell his age, but he was definitely not small, and he guessed from the outline of his body that he was about twenty years old. His eyes were staring at Chen Zheng, and there was a hint of shame in his eyes. The beggar propped up the ground with his hands, as if his legs were not dexterous, and in front of him was a broken bowl with a few copper coins in it.

It's not uncommon to see beggars, and there are also beggars in the world, but they have long since declined and fallen into the ninth-rate forces of the rivers and lakes. But the beggar in front of Chen Zheng was not ordinary, his body was thin, his face was full of stains and dirt, but his eyes were unusually bright, revealing the light of wisdom.

"This is a reader, and a real reader!"

The scholars in the feudal society are very unusual, they have knowledge, brains, and independent thoughts, which are not comparable to the recklessness of the rivers and lakes. Especially the beggar in front of Chen Zheng, it can be seen from his bright eyes that he is not the kind of stupid scholar who reads and is stupid.

After Chen Zheng saw his eyes, the thoughts in his mind moved slightly, and he lowered his voice and said, "Follow me!" With that, he walked forward, walked more than a dozen steps and turned into an alley.

The beggar looked suspicious, did not hesitate for too long, and directly replaced his hands and feet, supporting his body and following into the alley. It is true that his legs and feet are not dexterous, and it is very difficult to move, and from time to time he bared his teeth and cracked his mouth, which seemed to involve his leg injury, showing a very painful appearance.

Walk along the alley, turn in from a fork, and enter a very dilapidated alley, which is very remote and rarely visited. Chen Zheng stopped here, waiting for the beggar behind him.

The beggar moved with difficulty, and he had no intention of helping, and waited for a while before the beggar followed him into the alley. Seeing Chen Zheng standing with his back to him, the suspicion in the beggar's eyes became heavier, and he didn't know what this person had brought him here for. Thinking that he has been reduced to such a field, and that he has become a crippled man, who would have any plans against him. Thinking like this, the beggar didn't speak, just sat cross-legged on the ground, staring at Chen Zheng's back without squinting.

"I don't want to know who you are, and I don't want to know why you've become a beggar. I can heal your leg and make you a human being again, but you're going to do things for me!"

"Heal your leg injury and be a new man!" the beggar kept muttering this sentence in his heart, and suddenly remembered the sinking of this period of time, and he tasted the warmth and coldness of human affection, and he was not as good as a dog. To be able to be a new person, who wouldn't want to!

"Good!"

Without the slightest hesitation, the beggar nodded and said.

The corners of Chen Zheng's mouth hung up, revealing a hint of a smile. Turning to look at the beggar, the beggar smiled as well.

"I have a divine scripture, and when I practice it to the fullest, I can bring the dead back to life, which is enough to restore your legs and feet to the same as before. There is also a blood-transforming skill that can help you refine your qi. You want to join my Huangquan Holy Sect and worship the Huangquan Emperor for the rest of your life, are you willing?"

The beggar didn't even think about it, and nodded cleanly in agreement.

"Yes!"

This person is indeed very wise, and after reciting it silently, he completely memorized the divine scriptures and the blood transformation exercises. Chen Zheng instructed him on the tricks of cultivation, and when he left, he explained: "If you want to contact me in the future, pinch a cup of soil at the crossroads and at the gate of the city, and set up willow branches, and the branches are the meeting place." Recruit and control some of his subordinates, and send them to Yangluo, Hangzhou West Lake, as well as various major factions, to monitor nearby. If you can insert a dark line in each sect, it is not too much, and this matter is not reluctant, and you can do what you can. ”

"My subordinates understand!"

The beggar quickly entered the role and nodded heavily. Chen Zheng waved his hand at him and said, "You are destined, you don't have to claim to be subordinates." When you stand up, give yourself a name. ”

Seeing Chen Zheng leave the alley, the beggar's bright eyes gradually became cloudy, and two lines of tears flowed down his cheeks, leaving two stains.