Swordsman: Opening Sign-in Thunder Swordsmanship

Chapter 102



Chapter 102

"Brother Lin, you are not surprised at all. You already knew that I am a daughter, right?" Huang Rong looked at Lin Pingzhi thoughtfully on the bank of the river and asked with a smile.

"I'm not sure, I'm just guessing." Lin Pingzhi replied with a smile.

Huang Rong pretended to be angry, and asked, "That is to say, Brother Lin, did you approach me on purpose because you have plots against me?"

Regarding this, Lin Ping's face was calm, and he said: "I am not an ordinary person, and those who can catch my eyes are naturally not ordinary people. In this huge river and lake, it will be of great benefit to me to make more friends with extraordinary people. Wouldn't it be fun to do it?"

When Huang Rong heard this, she took another careful look at Lin Ping, and then nodded, expressing her acceptance of this statement.

"Then Brother Lin, do I still satisfy you with my appearance as a daughter?" She smiled sweetly and turned around in a circle. The white skirt fluttered with the wind, adding a bit of beauty and agility.

"Unparalleled under heaven, much better-looking than the scruffy little beggar yesterday, I did not misunderstand him." Lin Pingzhi praised without hesitation.

"If I hadn't looked like this, ugly, Brother Lin, would you have treated me like that yesterday?"

"Of course not." Lin Pingzhi shook his head and said frankly, "As the saying goes, a gentleman is a good lady. There is no love and hate for no reason in this world. It is because you are Huang Rong, because you are such an unparalleled beauty. , that's why I'm willing to treat you well."

Hearing these words, the smile on Huang Rong's face became brighter, and there was a trace of tenderness in the eyes that were originally full of scrutiny.

For a smart woman, only honesty from beginning to end can fully open her heart.

Lin Pingzhi thought so, and confirmed: "Miss Huang, since you are here, it means that you have decided to go with me, right?"

"Brother Lin, you called me brother yesterday, but today you call me girl, it's a bit of a natural thing." Huang Rong said rather displeased.

"Then how should I call you? Sister Huang? Or Sister Huang Rong?"

"Daddy calls me Rong'er, and you call me little sister Rong'er. On the other hand, I call you Brother Ping... Or if it's shorter, call me Brother Ping, how about it?"

"Brother Ping..."

Hearing this familiar address, Lin Pingzhi couldn't help but think of Qu Feiyan, the youngest wife in the world.Comparing them now, these two girls are equally eccentric and lovable, which reminds him of the little things about Smiling and Proud of the World.

"That's good, Sister Rong'er." Lin Pingzhi agreed without hesitation, "From now on, let's join hands to explore the rivers and lakes."

Huang Rong immediately smiled, and nodded confidently and vigorously, "Okay, Brother Ping. Together, we will definitely turn this world upside down!"

……

Half a month later, Yanjing, the capital of Jin Kingdom.

In the Gaosheng Inn on West Street, Lin Pingzhi stood in the guest room, looking at the snowflakes fluttering outside the window, lost in thought.

"Half a month has passed, why can't I find Mu Nianci? I haven't even seen the figure of Guo Jing, the leading actor. Could it be that I came too early, and there is still a long time before the plot begins? "

Autumn has passed, and today is the first snow since the beginning of winter.

After he and Huang Rong arrived here, they searched for Mu Nianci, the mission target, while playing, but they couldn't make any progress.

"Let's wait a little longer. It seems that in the original story, it happened to be winter when Mu Nianci entered Beijing. Maybe we can see her tomorrow..."

He muttered something to himself, then closed the window to prevent the cold wind from entering, sat up on the bed, closed his eyes, and practiced "Bing Xin Jue" while practicing "Yi Jin Jing".

"Bing Xin Jue" comes from the fantasy martial arts comic "Feng Yun", and it is an important means used by the protagonist Nie Feng to curb the crazy blood in his body.

Lin Pingzhi hasn't read the original manga, but he has watched the TV series adapted from the original book, so even if he doesn't read the system's explanation, he still knows the function of "Bing Xin Jue".

After practicing this tactic, one's heart can become free of distracting thoughts, as clear and transparent as ice, and cannot be shaken by any external influence.

Ever since he stepped into Houtian Realm, Lin Pingzhi discovered that there was a huge flaw in himself.

The way of cultivation should pay attention to steady and steady progress, and we should avoid rushing for quick success and trying to encourage growth. The deeper the foundation of a practitioner, the further he can go on the way of cultivation.

However, his progress was too fast.

It only took three years to be promoted from a third-rate warrior to a post-heaven warrior. This speed is so fast that even the foundation is not solid, and it is as light as a loft in the air. Once it is hit, it will inevitably be unable to withstand it. The fate of being smashed to pieces.

Therefore, in order to stabilize the foundation and make his next cultivation path more smooth and long-term, he decided to temporarily put aside the "Nine Yin Manual" and try to practice the "Yi Jin Jing" instead. Divine skills to reshape a rock-solid foundation of martial arts.

Only those who do not have the idea of ​​practicing martial arts in their hearts can practice "Yi Jin Jing".

Originally, a person like him who was dedicated to pursuing the highest martial arts would not be able to practice the "Yi Jin Jing". If it weren't for the help of the system, he would not even be able to reach the realm of Xiaocheng.

But now, with the "Bing Xin Jue" in hand, it is possible for him to practice the "Yi Jin Jing".

After refining the dragon's blood and realizing that his foundation was unstable, Lin Pingzhi began to consciously exercise his ability to focus on two tasks.

While running the "Bing Xin Jue" to calm the heart and clear away distracting thoughts, at the same time practice the "Yi Jin Jing".

At the beginning, he often failed, either because the "Bing Xin Jue" could not be maintained, or because the "Yi Jin Jing" could not mobilize the internal force.

It wasn't until he failed thousands of times, and finally figured out some tricks to use one mind at two times, that he could barely operate the two exercises of "Bing Xin Jue" and "Yi Jin Jing" in his body at the same time.

"If the heart is as clear as ice, the sky will not be shocked;

Ever-changing still fixed, happy and calm;

Forget yourself and keep one, the six senses of concentration;

Refrain from cultivating energy, be selfless and do nothing;

Looking up and down, looking at each other;

Deliberate porch, subduing thoughts;

There is nothing inside and outside, as if turbid and ice-clear;

Untouched by dust and dirt, unstained by common appearance;

......"

Lin Pingzhi recited the "Bing Xin Jue" silently in his heart, and at the same time performed the first of the twelve postures in the "Yi Jin Jing" - Wei Tuo offering the pestle, the internal force in the body is automatically divided into two parts, intersecting each other in the meridians, in an orderly manner up and running.

The next day, the night receded, the sun rose in the east, the snow melted, and someone knocked on the door outside the house, and he finally stopped practicing, and opened his eyes radiantly.

After a martial artist reaches the Houtian Realm, practice can already replace sleep to a certain extent, and there will be no more embarrassing scenes like low-level martial artists who exhaust their minds due to excessive practice and need to use sleep to replenish their energy.

"Brother Ping, are you up yet?"

"I'm up, sister Rong'er."

The door was not locked. For a master like Lin Pingzhi, it was the same whether the door was locked or not. If a gangster came to the door, he would be able to detect it immediately.

Hearing Lin Pingzhi's voice, Huang Rong who was outside the door immediately pushed open the door, and walked in gently with a washbasin and towel.

In the past half a month, Huang Rong brought these toiletries for him every morning, and his affection can be seen at a glance.

"Thank you, sister Rong'er."

Lin Pingzhi smiled slightly, accepting the beauty's wishes calmly, picked up a towel and wet it, and while scrubbing his face, he looked at Huang Rong tenderly from time to time.

……

The first snow in winter always makes people feel excited. Even the howling cold wind can not stop people's enthusiasm for going to the streets. Lin Pingzhi and Huang Rong are also in an inexplicably happy mood. After breakfast, they continued to play in the capital together. stand up.

After playing for only half a day, when the two came to a long street, they heard the noise of people and the sound of applause.

Looking from a distance, a large group of people gathered together, I don't know what they are looking at.

Lin Pingzhi took a closer look, and saw a large open space among the crowd. On the ground was planted a pennant with red flowers on a white background, embroidered with four gold characters "Contest for Martial Arts". One is a girl in red, and the other is a burly man.

The girl in red's fists and feet are not weak, and every move is very powerful, about the realm of the second-rate middle stage.

On the other hand, the burly man has an unstable base and mediocre martial arts, which makes his moves too rigid and doesn't know how to adapt.

Seeing that the red-clothed girl intentionally exposed the flaws in her chest, the burly man immediately believed it was true, clenched his fists, and punched the girl's chest with a move of Shuangjiao out of the hole.

The girl in red leaned her body, slipped by the side of the oncoming fist, and hit the man on the back with her palm, causing him to fall forward, and his face was ashamed.

Seeing how embarrassing he was, the man didn't dare to stay any longer, he hurriedly moved away from the crowd with a face of shame, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Good! Well played!"

The crowd of onlookers applauded and cheered enthusiastically.

There was a middle-aged man standing under the banner of the competition.His back was slightly hunchbacked, his temples were gray, his face was wrinkled, and he looked very sad. He was wearing a coarse cotton jacket with patches on his trousers.

But the girl was dressed much brighter, dressed in red, slim and graceful.

Although the face of the seventeen or eighteen-year-old has a little wind and dust, but it has bright eyes and white teeth, and the smile is as bright and warm as the morning sun, and it is hard to hide its beauty.

The girl in red whispered a few words to the middle-aged man, and the middle-aged man nodded, then bowed to the crowd in all directions, and said loudly: "My surname is Mu Mingyi, from Shandong. Passing through your place, a He doesn't seek fame, and he doesn't seek profit. He just wants to find a husband's family for his little girl who has reached her age.

She once made a wish that she does not want her husband to be rich and honored, but hopes to be a hero with outstanding martial arts skills, so I have the courage to set up this arena for martial arts competitions to recruit relatives.

Anyone who is under the age of 30 and has not yet married can win a fist and a kick from his daughter, I will betroth the daughter to him.

The father and daughter, from the south to the north, have gone through seven roads, because the famous heroes are all married, and the young heroes are seldom willing to take care of them, so they have never found a good relationship. "

Having said that, the middle-aged man paused, clasped his fists and said, "Beijing is the land of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, there must be many high-level warriors, and the actions of the subordinates are absurd. Please bear with me."

After hearing these words, the people around did not see any reaction. After all, this is the bustling Yanjing, and more exaggerated and absurd things have happened before. Although it is rare to recruit relatives through martial arts competitions, it is not surprising.

Compared with the calm crowd, Lin Pingzhi couldn't help but smile, feeling a little bit of joy in his heart that "there is nowhere to go if you break through the iron shoes, and you can get it without any effort".

"Mu Nianci, I finally found you."


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