Ding! when!

After his father easily cracked his brother's crooked swordsmanship and picked up his sword, he did not habitually reprimand, but fell into contemplation with his hand.

Pop, pop, pop, I clap the wheelchair armrest with one hand to express applause.

"Huh! Thirty years in Hexi and Thirty years in Hedong, don't bully the young and poor!" Lin Shu's arms trembled, but he still looked dissatisfied.

"Although I don't know where you learned this, but you shouldn't tell your father what you think." I stopped patting the armrest: "From the perspective of your father's age, the more you push back, the more you have an advantage. Great, it has nothing to do with your own abilities."

Although Reiki Rejuvenation gives a person a strong power, it does not increase life expectancy. At present, no matter how to maintain it, one hundred and fifty years old is the limit. Although the father over fifty is still in good health, there should be no further progress. There is room for ascendance. When the stupid brother can take charge of the door, he should transfer the position of head of the family and become the elder of the family like a grandfather—but he shouldn't care about everything like his grandfather, just thinking about growing flowers and grass.

Of course, the life span here only refers to the natural life span. Some ghosts and spiritual cultivators can "resurrect" and "rob homes" in special ways. The former is their own ability and is understandable, but the latter is discovered by the monks. Must kill.

There is no other reason. Ordinary people who seize the house are absolutely unacceptable to those old monsters, and the adult monks who seize the house are at risk of being counter-killed and seen through. Theoretically, the most suitable object is to have many spiritual roots but are uncomfortable. Ordinary people who know, but that are basically met and unquestionable. Therefore, the monks are still young and have no lack of spiritual roots, and the offspring with undetermined personalities are excellent targets.

Ask any monk who is a father and a mother. There is only one answer to this kind of evil cultivation.

"Shu'er, confirm it again for my father. What you read is really the ‘sword of warding off evil’ left by the ancestor?" At this time, his father woke up from his contemplation and stared at his younger brother earnestly.

"Can there be fakes?" My younger brother replied unclearly: "Outsiders will come to our Lin Family's'Thinking Over the Cliff', and carve a brilliant sword book on the wall of the hidden cave, and then leave the prohibition on self-destruction after reading it. , Will the cave be sealed up again? No one can find it except for those who have been confined in the wall and have thought about it."

No, except for "people who don't want to face the wall and think but want to break the wall and escape."

Trying to dig through things like thinking over the cliff, if you ignore the younger brother to get the sword and get crazy, it should be worth a month of confinement.

My father might be wondering if my younger brother was taken away, but I'm pretty sure he hasn't. That stupid look is not something outsiders can pretend.

If I replaced it with my father's position, I would have doubts, after all, my younger brother's swordsmanship was a bit too... weird.

The Lin family’s swordsmanship emphasizes a fast, vague and weird body, and can swallow sword aura with the blade, making opponents undefeated-this is why everyone immediately believed that I was abolished after I was paralyzed, even if I was still in a wheelchair. Can launch sword energy, but the threat is basically zero.

The younger brother’s swordsmanship, however, pays attention to a situational response. The enemy is expected to break the move before the opponent makes a move. There is no move in itself. However, this swordsmanship must require the user to have a full understanding of the enemy. That is to say, he is very familiar with the Lin Family's swordsmanship, so that his father can suffer a little loss. If he encounters an attack method that he has never seen before, he is afraid that he will be hanged and beaten.

In addition, in my opinion, my younger brother’s swordsmanship is beyond the scope of swordsmanship, and it is considered to be a certain method of cultivation, because although he can't shoot sword energy, the sword can continue to act after being released. This is also my father's surprise. The main reason.

If it develops to the extreme, it might be able to fly to the sky like those Mo family members who play organs.

If I learn this set...it’s a bit weird while flying in a wheelchair while firing sword energy.

"Perhaps... Sword repair is about to branch out... Is it'holding the sword' or'imperial sword"." Father thought for a long time, and slowly nodded.

Worthy of being the chief of the big clan, thinking about the problem is far more profound than ours.

"That..." The younger brother picked up the sword he had been picked up and looked at his father expectantly.

"You know, why did I allow you to go down the mountain?" Father changed the subject.

"...Experience?" The younger brother didn't know why.

"That's one of them," my father nodded and shook his head: "You have to actively participate in activities and competitions organized by various famous schools. You don't have to pursue rankings and rewards, but you must maintain a sunny, positive image, and as much as possible. Appear in front of people."

"That kind of thing is so stupid, I have to find it for my sister—" The younger brother was obviously reluctant.

"This is for your sister," the father waved and interrupted his younger brother: "In addition to swordsmanship, our Lin family has another method. I think you should be very clear."

"Xingxingda..." "It's the ‘Beiming Divine Art’." I interrupted my stupid brother and said the scornful name outside.

"Yes, it's the one my sister used to save me." The younger brother looked at his father who was staring at him and quietly wiped his sweat.

"Drawing from the enemy's spiritual power and turning it into sword aura to kill the enemy was originally one of the collocations handed down by the ancestors of the Lin family. However, in most cases, our spiritual power has not been exhausted before the winner is determined, and if we can Wouldn’t it be faster to touch the enemy’s body and take a sword directly than to **** its spiritual power? It’s because his name is not obvious, but because of the misfortune of the teacher, he was learned by the betrayer. , It has caused the Lin Family's swordsmanship review, let me tell you, can that kind of pure spiritual damage method repair your spiritual roots?" Father directly began to talk about ancient times.

"Of course not." The younger brother bowed his head and winked at me desperately.

"Father's point is to let you appear in front of as many people as possible with all your beards and tails, to prove that our'Beiming Divine Art' can not only absorb spiritual power, but also be used to treat disabilities." I directly clicked. The central idea of ​​what my father said.

"Everything must have a tail..." the younger brother murmured, and raised his head in confusion: "Then what if they come to my sister for medical treatment?"

"I just want them to come, but you have to bring your own'medicinal materials'." I raised my hand and poked the stupid brother's head. "I don't know how to use'Li Daitao Zheng' to treat outsiders. 'Empty Wood Burying Flowers', if enough people come, I can practice the Beiming Divine Art to the realm of'Dou Zhuan Xing Yi', and you can find an unlucky ghost to throw out the problem of your'general spirit root broken'."

"Oh..." The younger brother blinked with an expression that he didn't understand.

"You pack up and get ready to go down the mountain." When he heard "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi", his father's expression dimmed a little, and he waved his hand and left the martial arts arena: "Before you go, remember to visit your mother."

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