Traveling through the heavens starts from practicing swords in the palace

Chapter 165. 164. Lingyin
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Lin Pingzhi flew up to the wall of the pass, and flew down holding Yilin's hand.

Lingbo's micro-step lightness kung fu was too elegant, and the young master in fluttering white clothes was too handsome, slowly falling in the air like a fairy descending to earth.

Several young nuns couldn't help but feel a little thoughtful looking at it.

Ren Yingying looked at Yilin who was being held by Young Master Lin, and couldn't help feeling a little strange in her heart.

The three teachers of the Hengshan School didn't have the thoughts of these young girls, they just felt that the lightness kung fu of Mr. Lin had really reached the point of astonishing the world.

The Hengshan School is dominated by women, so naturally they all have some dexterity and lightness skills. The lightness skills of these three Dingzi generation teachers are naturally even more superb, but after seeing Lin Pingyi's lightness skills, they feel that they have decades of lightness skills. Physical skills seem to be learned in vain.

Lin Pingzhi brought Yilin in front of the three teachers, and said: "Three teachers, I promised this young master Yilin who had separated from you to bring her to meet you. Although there are some twists and turns, but I still found you and I handed her over to you."

Master Dingxian, head of Hengshan Mountain, looked at Lin Pingzhi kindly, and said, "Young Master Lin, you are being polite."

Lin Pingzhi couldn't help but asked again: "I heard from little master Yilin that the leader of the team is Mrs. Dingyi. Why are the three of you here at this moment?"

At this time, Dingjing said kindly: "First, we received news from the Songshan sect that the Demon Sect brigade was going to Fuzhou to snatch the evil sword manual of the Lin family in Fuzhou. Our sect head asked Junior Sister Dingyi to lead a group of disciples to Fuzhou to resist the Demon Sect with the Songshan sect."

"A few days later, we received a letter from Yu Guanzhu, Yu Canghai, of the Qingcheng School, talking about his grievances with the Lin family of the Fuzhou Fuwei Escort Bureau, and imploring us to go to Fuzhou together to discuss an explanation. I discussed with our head After a while, we all felt that the Qingcheng faction and the Fuwei Escort were too complicated to say who was right and who was wrong, so we didn't want to get involved in this matter. But then we heard that the abbot of Shaolin, Master Fangzheng, and the head of Wudang, Daoist Chongxu, would also Going together, I thought the two of them would go too, so we might as well come to Fujian to have a look.”

Lin Pingzhi said with a smile: "Our Lin family is just running an escort agency, and there is nothing to look at."

Although Dingxian and Dingjing heard him introduce himself as Lin Pingzhi from the Fuwei Escort just now, they didn't think too much about it under the critical situation. They couldn't help being a little surprised to hear him say that, and said: "Young master Lin is the Lin family of Fuzhou. The person? Yu Guanzhu's own son was killed by you?"

Lin Pingzhi smiled and said, "I did kill it."

Dingxian and Dingjing didn't expect Lin Pingzhi to admit this so readily, so they couldn't help being stunned.

Mrs. Dingyi had already adjusted her internal energy, and said loudly at this time: "Senior sisters, that short Yu from the Qingcheng School is not a good person at all, and his son is definitely not a good person either. I've heard long ago that Shorty Yu bullied others and caused his son to be killed, so who is to blame?"

Although Dingxian and Dingjing thought similarly to Dingyi, this matter involved Yu Canghai, the head of the sect, so it was inconvenient for them to speak more, and they just sighed, but did not take what their junior sister said.

Among the nuns, Master Dingyi's eldest disciple, Yihe, was as irritable as the master, and said bitterly at this time: "I never thought that people from the Demon Sect would lie in ambush here to plot. This time we killed seven or eight disciples. Write down the account first, and I will definitely kill a few more members of the Demon Cult in the future to take revenge."

Lin Pingzhi heard her talking about the Devil's Cult, and remembered that Ren Yingying was the eldest lady of the Devil's Cult, so he stole his eyes to see Ren Yingying's reaction.

But it turns out that Ren Yingying has long since disappeared.I couldn't help but feel a little lost.

In a daze, he forgot to explain that the men in black who were ambushing were not members of the Demon Cult.

Dingyi shouted at this time: "What members of the Demon Cult, these people are all lackeys of the Songshan Sect!"

Yihe was stunned when his master snatched him away. He lowered his head and did not dare to say anything. However, in his heart, he did not believe that these men in black were from the Songshan Sect.

Hearing what Dingyi said, Dingxian knew that the matter was of great importance, so he hurriedly asked: "Junior Sister, you say these people are from the Songshan School? Do you have any evidence?"

Dingyi asked impatiently: "What evidence do you want?" But facing the senior sister in charge, after all, it was still difficult to answer, and continued: "The person I shot to death just now, the two senior sisters can see what kind of palm he used. Law?"

Although Dingxian and Dingjing just watched the two fighting for a while, they were more concerned about the situation after all and did not think about what kind of palm technique Fu Lei used. At this time, after being reminded by their junior sister, they both closed their eyes and thought about it for a moment. At the same time, he opened his eyes and said, "Great Songyang Palm?"

The shock in their tone was really strong, probably because if this matter is serious, it means that the Songshan faction is brewing a big conspiracy that will affect the situation of martial arts.

Lin Pingzhi said at this time: "Master Dingyi is right, these people are indeed from the Songshan School."

Seeing what Lin Pingzhi said, the three teachers guessed that he knew the inside story, so they hurriedly asked.

The reason why Lin Ping opened his mouth was to recount the Songshan faction conspiracy that he had heard about in the inn that day from a member of the branch of the Songshan faction.As for what he heard about Zuo Lengchan's three conspiring in Shiliting, it was too bizarre, he was afraid that the three masters would not believe it, so he kept it secret.

Hengshan Sanding listened to Lin Pingzhi's words, confirmed the incident in his mind one by one, and confirmed that the Songshan School did contain evil intentions.

Dingyi slapped the ground with his palm in the air, causing dust to fly, and shouted angrily: "Okay, Zuo Lengchan! A few months ago, the Songshan Taibao came to our Hengshan faction to discuss and send us a fight. He said that the two factions disagreed, but he didn't take it to heart, he didn't expect the Songshan faction to be so vicious, and they came up with such insidious tricks, what's the difference between this and the Devil's Cult?"

Dingjing sighed, and said: "Hey, since ancient times, power has been obsessed with power. I didn't expect that the generation of heroes of the Zuo League Leader would be like this."

Ding Xian is a calm person, thinking that it may not be appropriate to conclude that the Songshan School has evil intentions just based on the person's one move Da Songyang Zhang and Mr. Lin's one-sided words. This matter needs more verification.So he turned to Lin Pingzhi and said, "Young Master Lin, thanks to you, our Hengshan faction did not die here - I just saw it from below, it was you and another girl who took care of the archers above. If there is any need for help from our Hengshan faction in the future, even if we say clearly, we will go through fire and water without hesitation."

Lin Pingzhi smiled slightly, and said: "It's easy to say. I'm only here to send little master Yilin back safely, other things are just incidental."

Hearing what he said, everyone present was stunned.

Yilin was once again blushed by Mr. Lin, but for some reason, she felt a little happy again.

Ding Xian said again: "Mr. Lin, we are going to Fuzhou for your sake. Don't worry, we know that you are a chivalrous man, and you are definitely not a gangster who commits murder for no reason. If Yu Guanzhu makes things difficult, we will I shall judge for you."

Of course, Lin Pingzhi wouldn't take Yu Quaizi seriously, but he couldn't take advantage of the teacher's kindness, so he just said: "The status of the three in the Jianghu is comparable to that of the abbot of Shaolin and the head of Wudang. If you help me speak out Hey, Yu Canghai won't be able to play tricks, so I thank the three masters first. The terrain here is steep and dangerous, everyone should leave here first."

Ding Xian knew that what he said was true, so he quickly ordered all the disciples to get out of the pass, and then camped at a nearby safe place to rest and recuperate.

And Lin Pingzhi bid farewell to Yilin and the three teachers, and went on the road alone.

When the white horse saw its owner covered in blood, it barked happily.

Lin Pingzhi patted the horse's head, smiled wryly and said to the white horse: "A little while ago, we were traveling with two beauties, but now we are only two bachelors. You are always being ridden by me, and someday I will help you find one." There are a few mares for you to ride, but you have to hold on and don’t overdo it, or I won’t be able to get off if my legs are limp.”

With a sound of "puchi", a woman's coquettish smile came from the carriage.

Lin Pingzhi's wry smile was even worse: "It turns out that the holy aunt of the Demon Cult has this habit, and likes to hide in the carriage and eavesdrop on people's conversations."

The voice in the carriage sounded again: "I didn't have this habit before, but after I met you, I have it."

Lin Pingzhi said: "Miss Ren is not going to get off the car?"

Ren Yingying didn't answer but asked: "Where are you going?"

Lin Pingzhi said: "Wandering around the world. Are you interested in joining us?"

Ren Yingying said: "Not interested. But I know you won't trust the masters of the Hengshan Sect, and you will definitely follow them."

Lin Pingzhi couldn't help but said, "I am such a good person in your heart?"

Ren Yingying said: "Yes."

Lin Pingzhi sighed and said, "Okay, you have vision. But even if I want to protect the masters of the Hengshan School, don't you want to follow me?"

Ren Yingying said: "I've paid you back for helping you kill people in the Immortal Pass. But I haven't paid back little master Yilin's healing elixir."

Lin Pingzhi said: "If you help me, you are helping the Hengshan faction, and you are also helping Yilin? Isn't that the same thing?"

Ren Yingying said: "It's not the same thing."

Lin Pingzhi said: "Why?"

Ren Yingying said, "Because I said so."

Lin Pingzhi said: "Okay, even if what you said is reasonable, why do you insist on sitting in my carriage and following them?"

Ren Yingying said: "Because I don't want to walk, the only carriage around here is you."

The Demon Sect Saintess was as unreasonable as ever, if it was someone else, Lin Pingzhi could choose another way to reason with them, but right now he was facing the woman Ren Yingying, Lin Pingzhi could only bear with it.

A woman is such a creature that it is unreasonable.

After all, in most cases, it is always pleasant to walk with a beautiful woman, as long as Lin Pingzhi remembers not to reason with her, it will be very pleasant.

The carriage followed the Hengshan sect without incident.

Before the storm comes, it is always calm.

On the way, Lin Pingzhi thought for a long time whether he should tell Ren Yingying about her father letting me go.

If the timeline of this world does not change much, her father should still be under the West Lake at this time, being guarded by the four friends from Jiangnan.

But this Mr. Ren is really a dangerous person, far more dangerous than Zuo Lengchan and Yue Buqun. After all, Zuo Lengchan and Yue Buqun still pretend to be righteous people on the surface, but this one is playing tricks.

However, I heard from Zuo Lengchan and the others that an old friend came out, and it seemed that what he said was to let me do what I wanted.

How did he come out from under the West Lake?Without Linghu Chong, can Xiang Wentian save Ren Woxing by himself?

Lin Pingzhi was too lazy to care about these questions and drove the carriage all the way back to Fuzhou City.

He said to Ren Yingying who was in the carriage: "It's my house, come in and have a seat? It's very comfortable. It's just that there are no servants at home recently, and I have to cook and wash by myself. Also, many guests will come after a while, and entertaining them is very tiring. "

No one answered.

Lin Pingzhi's heart moved, he lifted the curtain of the carriage, and there was no one inside.

He murmured: "It is said that women are made of water. It seems to be true. Miss Ren thinks that she was exposed to the sun for too long along the way and evaporated into water vapor."

After experiencing so many things, nothing is strange anymore.

Of course Lin Pingzhi didn't know how to cook and wash his own clothes. He went to the largest restaurant in the city covered in blood. Ignoring the fearful eyes of the store clerk, he threw out a twelve-weight gold ingot.

As long as there is enough gold, no one will mind whether it is covered in blood or dung.

So Lin Pingzhi took a hot bath under the service of the hotel maid, changed into the new clothes he brought from the escort agency, and had a good night's sleep.

After waking up and opening his eyes, he turned over again, and the touch of his hands was soft.I couldn't help frowning and said: "Madam, although I also like the surprise feeling of finding such a beautiful woman beside you after waking up, can you give me some reminders when you come next time?"

Naturally, Madam Baihua lay quietly beside her.

Mrs. Bai Hua smiled and said: "I came very early, when the young master wanted those beautiful maids to take a bath. I was afraid that the young master would blame me for disturbing your good business, so I kept silent. Later I saw you were fast asleep and missed you You have been running around for the past few days, so I don't dare to disturb your dream. Young master still blames me for appearing too suddenly, is it too heartless?"

Lin Pingzhi had mixed feelings towards her that were both hateful and irresistible. At this moment, he stretched out his hand to pinch her delicate face, and said angrily, "Where is Yu Canghai's whereabouts?"

Mrs. Baihua said: "He arrived in Fuzhou City two days ago. However, I still have to advise you to give up the idea of ​​killing him."

Lin Pingzhi said: "Why?"

Mrs. Baihua said: "He also seems to know that Fuzhou City is your territory, and he is also a little afraid of you, so he deliberately guards against it. Besides, news always spreads quickly. You are alone against the joint attack of the five sects for the sake of the devil's eldest lady." The news about him has spread throughout Fuzhou City, so he is naturally more afraid of you."

Lin Pingzhi said indifferently: "Be careful. Well, how many people should I kill before killing him?"

Mrs. Bai Hua said: "It's not a question of how many people to kill first. I know your temperament, you will definitely not want to kill this person."

Lin Pingzhi said: "Who?"

Mrs. Bai Hua said, "Master Fang Zheng, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, has also arrived. He is now living with Yu Canghai in Lingyin Temple in the west of the city."

Lin Pingzhi was stunned and said, "What?"

Mrs. Baihua gently stroked Lin Pingzhi's face in return, and said, "Since Yu Canghai has found the amulet of Master Fangzheng, let's temporarily shelve killing him. In the future, he will go back to the Qingcheng faction. If you If you don’t want to run around, I can go to Sichuan and kill him for you.”

Lin Pingzhi said: "No. I want to do it when I have an idea. The gods, Buddhas, Taoists, ancestors, and swordsmen can't stop me, and Master Fangzheng will certainly not be able to stop me."

Mrs. Bai Hua let out a breath, which landed on Lin Pingzhi's face, and she said: "If you are sure, go ahead and do it. I have seen that your martial arts have improved a lot. Maybe you can really kill him under the eyes of Master Fang Zheng." he."

Lin Pingzhi said "Yes", and then asked: "Madam, let me talk to you. What is the purpose of doing all this? You know what I want to ask, so you don't have to answer. But if your answer makes me think If it’s interesting, maybe I can help you a little more.”

Mrs. Baihua smiled and said, "I can answer. But before answering, I want to ask you one thing. Why do you like me to call you father?"

Lin Pingzhi didn't expect her to ask such a question, and said softly: "There is no reason, it seems that I will have an inexplicable sense of satisfaction when you call it that, and I can't say what it is."

Mrs. Baihua smiled and said: "I am also similar. I don't know what I actually hope to achieve. I only know that when I try to work hard in a certain vague direction, I will feel very satisfied. It may not be that the matter itself will What do you want me to do? As for what I want to do, it’s hard to tell you now, and you will know it yourself one day, maybe you won’t wait too long for this day.”

After finishing speaking, Mrs. Baihua leaned her head gently on Lin Pingzhi's shoulder, and said, "But there is one thing I never lied to you - I will never do anything to hurt you again in my life, not just because I like You, also because I found that cooperating with you is much easier than using you, and you can get more things, and there is absolutely no danger. I am afraid of having an enemy like you."

Lin Pingzhi patted her head lightly and said, "Fortunately, I don't like you, not at all."

-

Whether you like it or not is something you can't control, otherwise there wouldn't be so many people in this world who would die or live because of falling out of love.

But no matter whether he likes Madam Baihua or not, Lin Pingzhi has to admit that at least he likes her kung fu in certain aspects.

She really knows what a man wants.

With a burst of contentment, to Lin Pingzhi at this moment, no matter how beautiful a woman is, she is no longer interesting.

Get dressed, get up, and go out.

I heard from the clerk in the store that there was a beggar who had been waiting at the door for a long time and said he wanted to see him.

Lin Pingzhi looked at the gate of the inn, and sure enough there was a man with ragged clothes but an extraordinary temperament standing there.

It was Ling Chang.

The leader of the Fujian Branch of the Beggar Gang finally stopped asking people to send empty letters, and was willing to come here in person.

But Lin Pingzhi didn't even look at him, and passed by him indifferently.

Ling Chang couldn't help but catch up and shouted: "Master Lin!"

Lin Pingzhi said calmly: "Stop. Otherwise I will beat you."

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The Lingyin Temple in the west of the city is very efficacious. Whether you are sick and have a fever, you are seeking marriage and children, or you are petitioning for a scholar before going to Beijing for an exam, it is very effective.

There is a saying that there is a Buddha living in Lingyin Temple, and the Buddha can see it as long as the person who asks for it is sincere.

But another way of saying is that, in fact, there are times when asking for something is not working, and some people even want to come to the temple for trouble after asking for it for a long time.It's just that these troublemakers, for some reason, will always change their mouths the next day with bruises and swollen faces, saying that Lingyin Temple is very spiritual.

The two theories are naturally merged into one saying: Lingyin Temple is very spiritual, and the Buddha with a sincere heart will bless him and make his wishes come true, and the Buddha with a dishonest heart will make him sincere.

Of course, there is a prototype in every miraculous story. In this legend of Lingyin Temple, the prototype of Buddha is a monk.

Lingyin Temple was originally an ordinary temple, and none of the monks in the temple knew martial arts, but this monk seemed to be an exception.

No matter it is windy or rainy or severe cold or hot, the monk always wears a tattered gray monk's robe. No matter how smelly or dirty it is, he never changes it.

Some people guessed that the monk's robe was woven for him by his wife before he became a monk, so he was reluctant to throw it away and replace it.But someone immediately pointed out doubts, how can a wife make monk clothes for her husband?How bad luck!
So someone put forward a more reliable theory: This monk was originally an eminent monk in the Shaolin Temple in Songshan Mountain in the north. He was expelled from the Shaolin Temple because he violated the door rules.The tattered gray monk's robe he was wearing was obtained from Shaolin Temple, so he was reluctant to take it off.

This statement is obviously more reasonable than the first one, so most people believe it.The eminent monk of Shaolin Temple, who is that? Many people came to look at the monk.

It's just that this monk let others guess, but he just did his own thing every day. When others asked him, he just smiled and didn't answer.

But facing the person in front of him now, the grey-clothed monk felt agitated, and said in a trembling voice, "Brother? Why did you come to Fuzhou?"

The person in front of him is Master Fangzheng, the abbot of Songshan Shaolin Temple, the largest sect in the world today.

Master Fang Zheng looked at the monk in gray with compassion on his face, and said, "Amitabha, Junior Brother Fang Ping, don't come here without any harm."

The grey-clothed monk named Fang Ping murmured: "I'm fine, I'm fine naturally. In this Lingyin Temple, the incense is strong, the food is good, and it's better to live than in the Shaolin Temple."

Fang Zheng said happily after hearing the words: "That's good, that's good!"

Fang Ping said: "I haven't seen you for decades, senior brother, your martial arts seem to be much more refined, the Yi Jin Jing really has the miraculous effect of changing tendons and bones, I see you are a few years younger than the last time I saw you. We are all getting older, but you are getting younger.”

Fang Zheng began to talk about martial arts after hearing his greetings, he couldn't help but feel a little displeased, and said, "Junior brother, I am a Buddhist, and my priority should be to practice Buddhism. You don't ask about Buddhism when you meet, but about martial arts. The cart has been turned upside down."

Fang Ping said: "What the senior brother taught me is that... hey, it's just that I have no relationship with Buddhism in this life, and I am only obsessed with martial arts. The master has taught me many times for this, but I can't change it."

Fang Zheng sighed, and said: "You are so addicted to martial arts that you even wanted to steal the most precious Yi Jin Jing from my temple, and that's why you were expelled from Shaolin by your master... I never thought that after so many years, you are still obsessed with your obsession."

At this time, a deep voice suddenly sounded: "Although the first course of martial arts is far from practicing Buddhism, it is also a necessary supplement for eliminating demons and defending Buddha. Although Patriarch Bodhidharma was profound in Buddhism back then, his martial arts were also superb. The light kung fu of crossing the river with a reed It is still enjoyed by my generation."

Master Fang Zheng heard what the visitor said, sighed, and said: "Amitabha, what Guanzhu Yu said is not without reason."

Fang Ping heard that what people said was very suitable for him, and he said happily: "That's right, the ancestor Bodhidharma didn't say that practicing martial arts is bad. So far, who can compare to his martial arts? Although Master Zhang Sanfeng of Wudang is also a martial artist who returns to the basics. Holy, but after all, he has not reached the mysterious martial state like Patriarch Bodhidharma."

After finishing speaking, he couldn't help showing yearning expression: "If you are lucky enough to experience the martial arts of Patriarch Bodhidharma and Master Zhang face to face, then this life will be worthwhile."

Master Fangzheng frowned when he saw that his younger brother had been expelled from Shaolin for decades and became a monk in a temple in Fuzhou far south of the sky, and he still couldn't forget martial arts.

The person called Yu Guanzhu was naturally Yu Canghai, and he said at this time: "Master, although we can't see the demeanor of our ancestors, there are still many masters of martial arts in the Jianghu. If we can compete with them It's a pleasure to be up or down."

Master Fang Ping said sadly: "Back then, I made a solemn oath in front of my master that I would never compete with the masters of the orthodox sect in this life, so as not to cause trouble in Shaolin Temple. I wanted to meet him earlier, but I haven't been able to meet him since he lived on the Black Wood Cliff all these years."

Yu Canghai rolled his eyes and said, "Master, in fact, there is a person with extremely high martial arts in Fuzhou City right now, and I guess he is not far from the Eastern leader of the Demon Cult."

Master Fang Zheng heard what Yu Canghai said, and said: "Guanzhu Yu, you" naturally know Yu Canghai's intention to kill with a knife.

Fang Ping's eyes lit up, and he said: "I have been in Fuzhou City for more than ten years, but I have never heard of any masters in the city. I have become cold-hearted in the past few years, and I have never asked about Jianghu affairs. Why, there are really such experts in Fuzhou City now. A master who can be compared with Dongfang Invincible?"

Seeing that the other party finally took the bait after talking about it for so long, Yu Canghai said with a sinister smile, "Yes, yes, I promise, Master will be very happy when he sees this person's martial arts."

Suddenly footsteps came, Master Fang Zheng hummed, and the people outside said: "Abbot, someone outside asked to see him, and they said it was Lin Pingzhi from Fuwei Escort Bureau."

When Fang Zheng heard the name, his expression changed slightly.

Yu Canghai gritted his teeth, and said bitterly: "Cao Cao Cao Cao will be here, does this kid really even disregard Shaolin Abbot?"

In the hall, Lin Pingzhi folded his palms to the Buddha statue in the center, and made a wish for a long life. When he saw the three people coming out, he didn't even look at Yu Canghai, and said to Master Fangzheng, "I've heard about Shaolin Temple Fangzheng is a famous abbot, but he didn't have the chance to meet him. It's a pity to see him today."

Seeing the politeness of this young man, Fang Zheng felt a little good in his heart, and said: "Mr. Lin, you are being polite. When my junior brother Fang Sheng was invited to lecture on Buddhism in the South Shaolin Temple, I ordered him to invite you, Mr. Lin, into my Shaolin Temple. Now It seems that Mr. Lin is a talented person who can establish a sect, and this old monk is beyond his control."

Lin Pingzhi smiled and said: "Master, you are being polite. My Fuwei Escort Agency is just a low-level escort. How can I climb up to your famous sect? Shaolin Temple is the largest sect in the world. If I can worship under your sect, I will do it right now." You don't have to be bullied by this shorty Yu who brought people to Fuzhou."

Master Fangzheng is a loyal elder, but unexpectedly Lin Pingzhi's second sentence after the first polite sentence was so yin and yang with a hint of sarcasm. This is to resolve the grievances between you and Yu Guanzhu, but it is definitely not to bully you."

Lin Pingzhi said indifferently: "I killed his son, how can I resolve this? How about I stand here and let Master stab me to death with a knife, okay?"

Fang Zheng is the abbot of the largest sect in the world, and he usually comes into contact with a superficial gentleman like Yue Buqun, who always picks up the nice things to say, but he has never met Lin Pingzhi, who is so tired and sloppy. Embarrassed, he said: "Mr. Lin is joking, we must find a good way to resolve this enmity."

Yu Canghai said from the side: "Boy, how dare you be so rude in front of Master Fang Zheng? Killing people to pay for their lives is a matter of course. Even if we kill you, it must not be considered unreasonable."

Hearing what he said, Fang Zheng hurriedly said: "Guanzhu Yu's words are wrong. When is the so-called retribution for injustice? I heard Mr. Lin's past deeds, and he can be called a young hero. On that day, the Huashan School was at the end of the day. Nanshan was besieged, Mr. Lin offered his help; a few days ago, I heard that several masters of the Hengshan sect were killed, and Mr. Lin helped to rescue them. We should always try to get you to shake hands and make peace, but it is not good to continue to kill."

Yu Canghai hurriedly said, "Master Fangzheng, you are a benevolent and virtuous monk. You only saw this kid save people, but you forgot how many disciples of my righteous way he killed for the witches of the Demon Sect a few days ago. ? Elder Huang Yu of Kongtong, Daoist Lingfengzi of Kunlun, and others had their hands chopped off!"

Fang Zheng did know about this, and he was silent when he heard the words, as if he also felt that what Lin Pingzhi did was a little too much.

Lin Pingzhi smiled and said: "Guanzhu Yu, I killed disciples from other sects and injured masters from other sects, so people from other sects came to me to settle accounts. I came today to resolve the matter between you and me. , but you don’t have to worry about me anymore.”

After a pause, he looked at the Buddha statue in the middle and said, "This is a pure place of Buddhism. It's not easy to deal with private affairs. How about we go out and talk? Master Fangzheng, you don't need to send more when you are old. Yu and I The temple master went out alone to discuss this matter."

Master Fangzheng listened to Lin Pingzhi's talk about the discussion, he only knew that he really wanted to negotiate this matter, he said happily: "Mr. Lin seems to be sincere and wants to reconcile with Guanzhu Yu, this is really a great kindness."

However, Yu Canghai saw Lin Pingzhi's eyes flashed fiercely, and the wooden sword in his hand was tightly clenched, how could he not know his intention?He hurriedly said: "Master Fangzheng, there are many misunderstandings between Mr. Lin and I, the two of us alone may not be able to explain clearly, I have to ask you to help us distinguish one or two from the side!"

Hearing what Yu Canghai said, Master Fangzheng felt that it made sense, and nodded to Lin Pingzhi, "Mr. Lin, what Guanzhu Yu said is also reasonable. Although this is a private matter between the two of you, there is some deadlock after all. Let us learn from it." Enlighten, enlighten, see if your Fuwei Escort can make up for Yu Guanzhu, in short, don't continue to kill each other."

Lin Pingzhi said indifferently: "It's easy to say, easy to say. I came here today to settle this matter. Don't worry, Master. I promise that it will be resolved cleanly. In the future, you will never have to hear about this incident between the Qingcheng faction and our Fuwei Escort Bureau's Lin family. The stake is broken."

Hearing what he said, even a simple person like Master Fangzheng felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly asked: "How does Mr. Lin want to end this matter?"

Lin Pingzhi smiled slightly and said calmly: "It's very simple. Master Yu came to me because of his son's affairs, so I will send him to reunite with his son. Speaking of which, I am a little envious of Master Yu, who can be with me so quickly. My son is going to the Pure Land of Paradise in the West together. Master Fang Zheng, many of you from the righteous sects are here to help Master Yu seek justice. The Buddhists all say that there is a Pure Land in the west. I will send Master Yu there. It doesn’t count. Isn’t it fair?”

Fang Zheng was shocked when he heard the words, and said: "Mr. Lin, this is absolutely impossible, absolutely impossible." He said two things in a row, but the "Elysium" that Lin Pingzhi talked about seemed to be a good destination. So why not, he is not very easy to say, he just thinks that the solution mentioned by Lin Pingzhi is very wrong.

Yu Canghai was terrified, afraid that Fang Zheng, the honest and simple master, would be fooled by Lin Pingzhi's clever words, so he hurriedly said, "Master Fang Ping, this Mr. Lin's swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world. Master, don't you want to see and see?"

Fang Ping, who was wearing a shabby gray monk's robe, became interested after hearing what Yu Canghai said. He stared at Lin Pingzhi for a while, and said, "You are really different. I have to be 50 years old to have the appearance you are showing now." How could you know the internal power of our Buddhist Arhat Kungfu with a pure breath that is as light as it is heavy?"

Lin Pingzhi secretly thought that the old monk's eyes were very poisonous, and he said calmly, "I stayed in the South Shaolin Temple for a while a few years ago, and I was lucky enough to read the secret books of Arhat Kung Fu. Master has good eyesight."

He was all focused on Master Fangzheng, the abbot of Shaolin just now, so he couldn't help but look at this gray-clothed monk with admiration.

Arhat Kung Fu is a kung fu that he secretly copied from the Sutra Pavilion of South Shaolin Temple, but it is not easy to explain this section clearly, so it is just vague.

Fang Zheng did not delve into it, and said, "It turns out that Mr. Lin, you have a connection with my Buddhism. When you came in, I also felt your pure Buddhist internal energy from your breath, but it is inconvenient to ask. Um, Mr. Lin, since you have a predestined relationship with my Buddha, you should let go of your grievances and stop killing more."

Lin Pingzhi nodded and said: "Well, I met Master Fang Sheng of your temple a few months ago, and he advised me in the same way. I also replied to him at that time, as long as the Qingcheng faction doesn't come to trouble me, then I will I won't provoke you at will. Hey, it's just that Yu Guanzhu doesn't seem to be someone who can relax."

Yu Canghai's face was ashen, and he already regretted why he came to Fuzhou this time - he felt a killing intent in Lin Pingzhi's body, and even standing next to Master Fangzheng, he couldn't drive away the fear of this murderous intent .

Fang Ping asked again: "Boy, are you a swordsman? How does your swordsmanship compare with Wudang Taichi swordsmanship?" He hadn't traveled around the world for a long time, and the most profound impression he had on swordsmanship was Wudang's Taichi swordsmanship, so he brought it analogy.

Lin Pingzhi said: "Master praised me, I just passed down a few sword skills from my family, and I'm talking about being a bodyguard for self-defense, how can I compare it with Wudang's sword skills?"

He didn't want to talk to the gray-clothed man, looked at Yu Canghai, and said, "If this universe is infinite, then it means that there are countless worlds, and in the infinite dimension, everything imagined by each of us is inevitable. It exists, including those written in novels. Among the countless worlds, there is a world called Xiaoao World. You killed all the Fuwei Escorts, leaving only the head of the Lin family, so he will kill you no matter what. Revenge. In my world, you don’t have such a strong sense of hatred for me, so I don’t care much about whether I kill you or not. But in a sense, I have some connection with the young master of the Lin family in that world , it is inevitable for me to kill you. So, you suffer death today."

(End of this chapter)