Chapter 57 If you want to practice magical skills, you must first commit suicide!

Style: Fantasy Author: Jin ZichenWords: 2084Update Time: 24/01/11 06:52:18
The Fuwei Escort Bureau is a well-known power in Fuzhou County.

In the past, even if the county guard saw Lin Zhennan, he would smile and call Mr. Lin the head escort.

The Lin family's escort agency business is very big. Almost all the twelve prefectures in Mingzhou have branches of the Fuwei Escort Agency. The Lin family has indeed made acquaintance with many prominent people in both black and white circles through the escort agency business.

He has a wide network and knows more people, which makes Lin Zhennan feel that he is also a big shot.

But now that something big happened in his family, he realized that the so-called connections he was proud of in the past were all a joke, and none of the so-called heroes who usually called him brothers were nowhere to be seen.

"Husband, is there still no one to help?"

In a wing of the Lin Mansion, Mrs. Lin looked worried and distressed as she looked at her husband, who had been exhausted recently.

“The letter I sent out at first fell into disfavor, but later I sent someone out to deliver the letter, but as soon as I left the gate, I was secretly killed by the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect.

In the current situation, our connection with the outside world has been cut off, and there is nothing we can do except wait. "

Lin Zhennan is a burly man, but at this moment, he is exhausted and constantly rubbing his forehead with his hands, with a haggard look on his face.

"I kept it simple from the beginning."

He sighed, "Pingzhi killed people from the Qingcheng faction, but I didn't expect that he was actually the son of the leader, and I rushed to send someone to give him a heavy gift, thinking that it would make a big deal out of business like in the past.

I underestimated the Qingcheng faction's determination to take revenge. "

At the door of the room, Lin Pingyi looked guilty, "It's all my fault for being so aggressive and competitive, and causing such a big trouble to the family."

Lin Zhennan shook his head and did not mean to blame him, "My father has taught you since you were a child that you must be worthy of your own heart.

If someone is teasing a civilian girl, you should help them out of justice. This is what a chivalrous person should do, so how can you be considered trying to be strong and competitive? "

As he spoke, he said helplessly: "Who would have thought that the son of the leader of the Qingcheng faction would be so weak and die in your hands so easily."

Lin Pingzhi also sighed, "Yeah, who would have thought?"

"By the way..." Lin Zhennan suddenly remembered something, "Who were the letters you sent a few days ago to? Do you have friends outside?"

Lin Pingzhi nodded slightly, "On the way back from the last escort ship, I met a big brother, and we stayed on the ship together for more than half a month, and we got along very well.

He is the Xuanyi Guard Baihu in Jiangzhe Prefecture. He once said that if you encounter trouble, you can go to him. "

"Hundred households of Xuanyiwei?"

Lin Zhennan looked happy when he heard this, "Why didn't you tell me about this earlier?"

Lin Pingyi looked at him with a complicated face, "Father, you always say that you have many friends and know a lot of knights in the world. I thought I wouldn't need my friend, but I never thought..."

Unexpectedly, dad, all the friends you have met are just bad friends. If something happens to you, there will be no one you can trust!

Lin Pingzhi didn't say these words, but the meaning was self-evident, which made Lin Zhennan blush.

"I am a member of Xuanyiwei. I guess I just want to be polite to you before leaving. The Qingcheng faction and us have a personal grudge. Xuanyiwei may not get involved in this kind of thing."

Lin Pingzhi's face turned gloomy for a while, remembering what Brother Song had said to him before on the boat, asking him to think more about the consequences before doing anything, and not to cause big trouble for the family because of his impulsive actions.

At that time, he didn't take it seriously, thinking that Brother Song was just used to preaching. Unexpectedly, people had long seen that he was prone to getting angry and causing trouble.

Seeing that his son seemed unsure, Lin Zhennan gritted his teeth and said: "Don't care whether your friend comes or not, we can't continue to sit here and wait for death.

At midnight tonight, I will order all the maids and servants in the house to open the door and escape. We will change our clothes and blend in with the crowd. Whether we can escape depends on our fate.

Also, if Pingzhi can escape, remember to go to Luoyang County to join your grandfather.

Your grandfather is the head of the Golden Sword Sect. He is known as the Invincible Golden Sword Sect. He has many disciples, no weaker than the Qingcheng Sect.

It's all because his father was too indecisive. If the family had fled to Luoyang in the first place, they wouldn't have been forced into such a situation by the Qingcheng faction. "

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Fuzhou County, Xiangyang Lane.

"Brother, isn't this the Lin family's mansion?"

Song Qian held the sword in both hands and looked curiously at the old house in front of her. The alley seemed abandoned and there was no trace of human life.

"This is the old residence of the Lin family." Song Xuan said with a casual smile.

"The Lin family's old house? What are you doing here?"

"Come and get the evil-repelling sword manual."

In the plot of Swordsman, the most accessible high-level martial arts is the original evil-fighting sword manual hidden in the Lin family's old house.

There is no need to fight and kill, and it is not too difficult. As long as one is ruthless enough to draw the sword from the palace, one can become a famous master in the world in less than a year.

As he spoke, Song Xuan tapped his toes on the ground, and he floated up like a flying swallow, sneaking into the old mansion in his breath.

After a while, a secret book was held in his hand.

"Let me see!"

Song Qian curiously poked her head over, and when she saw the clear words "If you want to practice this skill, you must first commit suicide" on the first page, her face turned pale and full of horror.

"Brother, I know you have something to hide, but you can't give up on yourself!"

She seemed to have thought of something, and comforted her: "Brother, you are the only son of our Song family. There are some things that you can use, but you can't live without them. Do you think this is true?"

"What are you thinking? Am I someone who would commit suicide for a secret book?" Song Xuan glared at her dissatisfied.

"It's hard to say!"

Song Qian stared at her brother with suspicion. When Sister Lu's beautiful fairy-like woman came to her door, she could tie people up and recite the Pure Heart Universal Good Mantra.

With my brother's incomprehensible brain circuit, Song Qian would not be surprised by anything he did.

Song Xuan rolled his eyes at her, turned to the next page of the secret book and started reading.

"If you want to practice magical skills, draw the sword from the palace. If you don't move from the palace, heat will arise from the skill. The heat will arise from the body, and the body will be burning. It will rise from the bottom to the top, causing dryness and chaos. Even if the heat stops, the body will continue to be injured. After leaving the palace, The true energy comes from itself..."

Song Xuan was astonished when he saw it. He thought that this evil-repelling sword manual was just a simple sword technique. Unexpectedly, it actually included some internal skills and qi training methods.

By practicing this skill and combining it with the seventy-two sword techniques, as long as you come from the palace, your inner strength can derive true energy, and if your inner energy turns into true energy, you can be said to have stepped into the threshold of an innate warrior!

It is indeed the easiest and quickest magical skill in Swordsman.

Yu Canghai's later defeat at the hands of Lin Pingzhi was not unjust.