There is nothing useful about these things, they are all empty words and wasted spit. It's useless to say it, and you can't get to the sky in one step if you think about it. It's just that I can avoid some detours when cultivating.

Lin Pingzhi felt the depleted evil spirit-warding true qi in his body, and after sighing in his heart, he no longer paid attention to it, nor did he continue to cultivate cross-legged as before.

In Lin Ping's heart, he completely gave up his previous cultivation method. Jumping off the bed, feeling the lightness of his body, he grabbed the wooden sword beside the bed, and practiced the seventy-two ways of warding off evil spirits in his room.

These seventy-two ways of warding off evil swordsmanship were created by Lin Yuantu back then. It is very light and fast to perform, there is nothing profound or incomprehensible between the changes of sword moves, one move and one style, do whatever you want, and the thoughts are accessible, and you can win completely by being light and fast. The sword moves are fast and fast, and it is difficult to parry. Often, others, one move has not been completed, and the evil sword technique has been transformed into three or four moves.

At this time, Lin Pingzhi performed the seventy-two ways of warding off evil swordsmanship, which was as fast as lightning and as light as a flying hong, the wooden sword fluttered and danced in Lin Pingzhi's hand, and the sword shadow flashed everywhere in a trance, covering up Lin Pingzhi's figure in less than a moment.

Although Lin Pingzhi did not have the true qi to ward off evil spirits in his body, his own speed reaction did not decrease at all, but improved somewhat.

These seventy-two ways of warding off evil swordsmanship were probably created by Lin Yuantu when he was a martial artist, and when he used it, not only would it not hinder the operation of his internal strength, but it would secretly fit the operation path of his own body to ward off evil spirits. Lin Pingzhi practiced this evil warding sword technique back and forth several times in one breath, and unexpectedly generated a wisp of evil spirit-warding true qi in his body again. With Lin Pingzhi's practice of the seventy-two ways of warding off evil swordsmanship, the posture was running rapidly.

When Lin Pingzhi completed the seventy-two ways of warding off evil swordsmanship, this evil warding true qi was also completed in Lin Pingzhi's body.

When Lin Pingzhi completed several exercises in the sword technique of warding off evil spirits, this true qi of warding off evil spirits worked a few times.

Lin Pingzhi stopped, felt the evil spirit-warding true qi in his body, and secretly said in his heart that his guess was really good, and he could completely cultivate the evil spirit-warding true qi by refining and refining the qi in the future. In this way, I shouldn't be entering the realm of chaos and etherealism that I have forgotten!

Thinking of this, Lin Pingzhi was in a good mood, opened the door, and walked out. But because I have been cultivating for a long time, I don't know what time it is, but now I am hungry, so I went to my mother to ask for something to eat.

Lin Pingzhi's footsteps were flying, not hiding his strength, but entering his father's and mother's room, looking for his mother's trace.

Mrs. Lin was taking a nap in the room, and waited until Lin Pingzhi pushed the door into the room before she reacted, and asked Lin Pingzhi suspiciously, "Ping'er, why are you here?"

Lin Pingzhi said innocently: "Mother, the child is hungry......"

Mrs. Lin was dizzy today by the Evil Warding Sword Spectrum. After collecting the evil sword spectrum, he was still relieved in his heart, and he took it out and watched it with his heart, but he was worried that his cultivation would cause a disaster, and his heart was entangled. As a result, I was so tired that I fell asleep in my room.

At this time, Mrs. Lin was awakened by Lin Pingzhi's entry into the door, and she was very relieved, and reached out to hold Lin Pingzhi into her arms, regardless of the fact that the breast peak on her chest pressed Lin Pingzhi out of breath. Sleepy-eyed and hazy said: "This evil sword spectrum is really not a good thing, it has only been tortured for half a day, and I can't even sleep peacefully, and I don't know how your father is preparing now? There has been no news for most of the day." Xiao Ping'er, you will take care of your own cultivation, and you are not afraid that your mother will not be able to resist the temptation of the sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits, and you will cultivate alone? If your mother and mother go crazy in cultivation, Ping'er, you won't worry?

As Mrs. Lin spoke, she let go of Lin Pingzhi's head, twisted Lin Pingzhi's ruddy face, and said to Lin Pingzhi angrily: "Xiao Ping'er, why don't you speak? I don't know how to comfort and comfort my mother? Why did I talk so much to your father just now?"

Lin Pingzhi was embarrassed and didn't know what to say, and muttered: "My mother suffocated the child just now, how can the child talk?"

Mrs. Lin smiled and said, "It's good to suffocate you monkey cub, I don't know how sorry I am! What did you say just now? But I'm hungry, let's go, my mother will take my good child to eat!"

Mrs. Lin took Lin Pingzhi to the wing of the main hall and instructed the servants to prepare food and bring it in. In the backyard of the Lin family, naturally a servant prepared the food perfectly, and it was delivered after a while.

When Lin Pingzhi's mother and son finished eating, they didn't see Lin Zhennan come back. Lin Pingzhi had the heart to return to his room to practice and practice the seventy-two ways of warding off evil swordsmanship, but Mrs. Lin dragged his sleeves and couldn't leave.

Mrs. Lin said a little annoyed: "Okay, you monkey cub, when you are full, you don't care about your mother, right? Maybe your father won't be able to come back tonight, so you will let your mother be tortured by the damn evil sword spectrum alone? If you want to go back to practice swords, your mother will follow you." Ping'er, is there anything unsightly about your sword practice?"

Lin Pingzhi had no choice but to obey Mrs. Lin's instructions and take Mrs. Lin back to his room to rest!

Ignoring Mrs. Lin's storage in his room, he picked up the wooden sword and then practiced the seventy-two ways of warding off evil spirits.

Lin Pingzhi gradually forgot Mrs. Lin's existence one after another, and his mind was immersed in swordsmanship, practicing the seventy-two ways of warding off evil swordsmanship over and over again, and running the true qi in his body again and again.

The wooden sword in Lin Pingzhi's hand danced back and forth with Lin Pingzhi's posture, and Mrs. Lin was dizzying, her mind couldn't resist, and she gradually fell asleep.

The cultivation time of Lin Pingzhi of these seventy-two ways of warding off evil spirits is longer than the time of cultivating the sword spectrum of warding off evil spirits. For most of the past half a year, Lin Pingzhi has been immersed in the cultivation of the true qi to ward off evil spirits, and he has never practiced so diligently as he did today, but he hurriedly practiced a few times every morning, and he devoted himself wholeheartedly to the cultivation of the true qi of warding off evil spirits.

This time, his mind was mainly focused on cultivating the sword technique of warding off evil spirits, and he naturally used a deeper understanding of the seventy-two ways of warding off evil swordsmanship.

Driven by the seventy-two ways of warding off evil spirits practiced in Lin Pingzhi's hands, the true qi of warding off evil spirits continued to wash Lin Pingzhi's meridians and minds, and slowly reached a full realm.

Lin Pingzhi only felt that he was very hearty in practicing sword practice today. The true qi of warding off evil spirits was unconsciously integrated into the swordsmanship, making Lin Pingzhi feel that his every move and style even had a natural taste.

The true qi of warding off evil spirits surged, the qi and blood in Lin Pingzhi's body were tumbling, and the qi was running non-stop, but Lin Pingzhi's mind didn't know whether it was integrated into it or separated from the body, as the wooden sword in his hand swung faster and faster, his mind felt that the wooden sword in his hand was getting heavier and heavier, and his mind was getting more and more tired.

It seems that every time you swing a sword, you have to say that your mind and body are exhausted. However, when Lin Ping's sword was swung, an internal force was born out of thin air, making him can't help but want to swing the next sword.

Lin Ping's heart was in a trance, only feeling that the wooden sword in his hand was as heavy as Mount Tai, and the speed of stabbing out one sword after another was getting slower and slower, his mind was getting more and more tired, and his mind was even more trance-like.

I knew that at a certain moment, I actually entered the realm of chaos and ethereal in the practice of swords. No, it's not chaos and ethereal, a wooden sword was born out of thin air, making Lin Pingzhi feel that he was the wooden sword, no, the wooden sword is Lin Pingzhi, and Lin Pingzhi is the sword in the chaos.

Dancing back and forth through the chaos.