A certain sword soul's infinite journey

This is Lin Shuwu's youngest grandson, and also the liveliest one.

Every time he sees him, Lin Shuwu seems to see his former self, so he loves him very much, and keeps him by his side to teach him personally.

Because this child has good talent and acceptable attitude, but he lacks the energy to persevere, so Lin Shuwu named him a character, Lin Keheng.

Looking at Lin Keheng's smiling face, Lin Yi reached out and touched his head.

"What about Master?"

"Grandpa just went to the consulate, and now my uncle is in charge."

As he spoke, Lin Keheng curled his lips.

"Little uncle, you don't know, my uncle is stricter than grandpa!"

"Okay, if you feel bitter, tell your brother in person, it's useless to tell me."

Lin Yi smiled and patted his head.

"Go ahead and talk about it!"

"...I won't tell uncle."

Lin Keheng muttered something in a low voice, and then ran into the martial arts hall in a hurry.

"The little uncle is back!"

Hearing Lin Keheng's chaotic shouts, Lin Yi couldn't help but smile, turned his head and glanced at the word Wu on the stone, and then walked into the martial arts hall.

……

Lin Shuwu has two sons and a daughter.

The eldest son, Lin Mingyu, is in his 40s this year. His martial arts talent is average, but his studies are not bad, so he finally passed the college entrance examination and became a doctor. The family also moved to Seattle ten years ago and could not come back for a year. several times.

The second daughter, Lin Minghong, is very talented, but she doesn't like martial arts very much. Because she is a girl, Lin Shuwu didn't force her to choose her own future. In the end, she fell in love with the son of a wealthy Hong Kong businessman, and finally got married. Now she has a couple. twin.

Only the youngest son, Lin Mingzhou, was more talented. Lin Shuwu had placed high hopes on him since he was a child, and he had always been trained as the heir of the martial arts school.

Now that Lin Mingzhou was only 37 years old, he was already not far from the state of refining gods.

Of course, since Lin Yi came to the martial arts hall, Lin Shuwu has transferred his high hopes in martial arts to Lin Yi without hesitation.

As for the martial arts gym, of course it still has to be handed over to Lin Mingzhou.

It's not that Lin Shuwu's public weapon was used for private use, turning the Taoist organization in the United States into a family business. It's really because the martial arts school has not received any talented and good-natured disciples in recent years.

There is no way, Lin Shuwu can only give birth to one by himself.

As for Lin Yi... Lin Shuwu never thought that Lin Yi would care about the inheritance of the martial arts school, even if it was a Taoist institution stationed in the United States.

Now, the facts have proved Lin Shuwu's guess. His little disciple has become the No. 13 elder of the Taoist sect, and he is the only elder of the Yuanyang lineage.

Not to mention the mere martial arts school, even the entire Taoist sect, there is nothing he can't come to.

Walking into the martial arts hall, the first thing that catches the eye is a spacious training ground.

The facilities here are complete, in addition to wooden dummy stakes, weapon racks, etc., there are even sandbags, dumbbells and the like.

In the past, Lin Yi wondered how the martial arts hall could afford such a large venue, but only now did he realize that there were funds from above...

In the arena, a group of apprentices wearing white martial arts uniforms were divided into two teams, each led by a middle-aged man to practice boxing.

"Uncle, Uncle! Look, I brought my little uncle back!"

After entering the door, Lin Keheng shouted loudly while running towards a wooden door.

Behind the wooden door is the staircase. This martial arts gym has three floors. The first floor is where the apprentices practice boxing, and the third floor is the bedroom.

As for the second floor, in addition to the kitchen and living room, there is also a smaller martial arts field, which is specially used for real beginners.

For example, acting curator Lin Mingzhou.

Just as Lin Keheng opened the wooden door, a big hand suddenly appeared on his back collar, picking him up like a chicken.

"Lin Keheng!"

The burly man in black martial arts uniform stared at him expressionlessly, and said calmly.

"Next time you sneak down from the third floor, I'll seal your room with steel!"

"...I...I brought my little uncle back."

Lin Keheng blinked his eyes, squirmed his small mouth a few times, and said timidly.

Of course, the little guy just looked pitiful, but he was actually annoyed.

Oops, I was careless for a while, and I forgot that I sneaked out...

It's all because the little uncle came back suddenly, which made me too excited. This matter can't be finished without a marshmallow the size of a watermelon!

While Lin Keheng pretended to be pitiful, he secretly gave Lin Yi a debt in his heart.

Lin Mingzhou, a burly man, would naturally not be deceived by the little guy's mask, but since there were apprentices present, it would be difficult for him to expose it.

"...Go back to your room and finish the homework left for me in the cram school!"

As soon as he let go, the little guy ran into the wooden door, turned his head and made a face behind Lin Mingzhou's back, which made Lin Yi smile involuntarily.

After letting the little guy go, Lin Mingzhou looked at Lin Yi at the door.

"Senior brother."

The expression on Lin Mingzhou's face softened.

"Senior brother, I'm back."

Lin Yi nodded, with no expression on his face.

This is his usual disguise in front of outsiders of the martial arts hall. Except for his master Lin Shuwu and a few Lin family members, in the eyes of others, this little apprentice who was made an exception by the curator and accepted as a disciple has only two labels on him.

One is able to fight, the other is taciturn.

Needless to say the former, the latter is mainly the image that Lin Yi deliberately maintains in order to concentrate on practicing swords, which can save a lot of unnecessary trouble.

Including when he was in school, especially when he was just in high school, Lin Yi just knew that this world is Marvel.

At that time, Lin Yi was full of thoughts on how to become stronger. When he was holding a pen in his hand, he wished he could swing it a few more times to increase his proficiency, so he didn't have time to socialize.

How tiring it is to wear a fake smile with a mask, isn't he good for practicing more swords?

"Just come back."

Lin Mingyu nodded with a smile, glanced at the surrounding students who were looking at this side curiously, and said aloud.

"Let's go up and talk."

"it is good!"

After finishing speaking, Lin Mingyu turned around and walked towards the wooden door. Lin Yi nodded and followed behind him.

Chapter 99 白手

Students who have just come to the martial arts gym to practice boxing are generally divided into two teams. At first glance, it seems that one team is Chinese and the other is foreigners, but it is not the case.

The basis of the team is actually whether they can speak Chinese.

Don't look at skin color, don't look at nationality, just look at whether you can speak Chinese.

Therefore, there are foreigners in the Chinese team who can speak Mandarin very well, and most of the foreigners' first team also has Chinese who can't speak Chinese.

Of course, they are all just apprentices, and the martial arts school will definitely not favor one another when teaching, but the English translation will more or less lose a little bit of the charm of Chinese, which is also unavoidable.

Regarding this point, before you enter the gym to study, the martial arts gym will tell you clearly, let you judge for yourself, if you are willing to accept the difference, you can practice boxing with the English team, if you don’t want to, you can learn Chinese by yourself.

Anyway, the martial arts school doesn't completely rely on this to make a living, so the posture is very high, but many people just follow this, so the popularity of the martial arts school has always been very strong.

By the way, there is a Chinese cram school next to the martial arts school, the owner is Lin Mingzhou's wife...

After Lin Mingzhou and the two went upstairs, the students of the Chinese team suddenly started whispering.

"Xiaoye, who was that just now, why haven't I seen it before?"

"Didn't you hear Junior Brother Lin shouting, that's Junior Martial Uncle!"

"That's the little uncle?"

"That's right! You must have never seen him when you first came here, and you haven't even seen me for two months!"

"I heard that this little uncle is the best fighter in our martial arts school. In the past..."

"OK OK!"

The middle-aged man who led the team interrupted them with a sullen expression on his face, and then looked at the few students who made a sound and said.

"Junior brother will not leave for a long time when he comes back this time. You will have a chance to see him in the future. Now, please take care of me. When you stand up, you must have no distractions..."

……

In the living room upstairs, Lin Mingzhou made a pot of tea for Lin Yi.

"I heard from my father that you are now the No. 13 elder of the Taoist sect?"

Lin Mingzhou asked curiously.

"Yes."

Lin Yi smiled and nodded.

"……Ugh!"

Lin Mingzhou was a little confused when he heard the words, he was both happy and disappointed.

"When Dad decided to adopt you, I still wanted to be your master. Looking at it now, it's lucky that I didn't. I'm not worthy!"

Lin Mingzhou laughed at himself, and then handed over the poured tea.

"Master is not interpreted in this way."

Lin Yi also smiled, and picked up the teacup.

"Look, this is the realm. My father also said the same thing. If I don't practice gods, he won't let me be a disciple in the room. I'm afraid that I will mistake my disciples."

Lin Mingzhou leaned back on the chair back, and said with emotion.

"But refining gods, how can it be so easy..."

Speaking of this, Lin Mingzhou paused slightly, as if he suddenly remembered that the opposite was a monster who had been cultivating gods for two years, and immediately added another sentence.

"It's not like everyone is like you. Breaking through the realm is like drinking water, and practicing kung fu is like eating..."

Lin Yi rolled his eyes with a strange expression, but didn't say anything.

"By the way, junior brother... there is a saying, as a senior brother, you still have to mention it."

Lin Mingzhou suddenly turned serious, and stared at Lin Yi seriously.

"Since you've come back, just stay well. For those who don't have it, try to get involved as little as possible."

Hearing Lin Mingzhou's words that seemed to point to something, Lin Yi was slightly taken aback.

"Master told you?"

"of course not!"

Lin Mingzhou shook his head.

"Your videos are all over the Internet. I don't think it's hard to recognize you. I grew up watching you. Even if there is no clear face in those videos, even if your face is covered with dust, I still take a look at you. I recognized you, after all..."

Lin Mingzhou looked at him with a complicated expression.

"Besides you, there is no second such powerful warrior in this world..."

"...Don't worry."

Lin Yi took a sip of tea, put down the cup, and said with a smile.

"Since Master didn't tell you, then you probably don't know that my action is actually the intention of Taoism?"

"Is this what Taoism means?" Lin Mingzhou was slightly taken aback.

"That's right, I'm the elder of the Taoist sect, who can order me except the Taoist sect?"

Lin Yi also straightened up.