Traveling through the heavens starts from practicing swords in the palace

Chapter 66

Hearing that other brothers from the Huashan School had also come, Lin Pingzhi asked, "Miss Yue, who else is here?"

Yue Lingshan said: "There are three of us here this time, besides me, there are four senior brothers and six senior brothers who also came here together."

When Lin Pingzhi heard that there were as many as three of them, he couldn't help sighing:

"Just you little potatoes, you don't need quasi-experts like Yu Cang Haimu Gaofeng."

"Any tough hand from the underworld is not enough to cut."

"I'm afraid that you may need my help when you encounter danger. How dare you ask for your help?"

Ever since the Rush of Qizong and Jianzong, Huashan's talent has withered.

Except for Yue Buqun and his wife, the Hepai is a group of disciples with little combat effectiveness.

Among them, Linghu Chong was barely stronger than the elite disciples of the Qingcheng School, and the others couldn't see it.

Of course there is Laudenuo, but he is an undercover agent after all, so he cannot be regarded as Huashan.

What's more, Lao Denuo's own martial arts are not as good as Linghu Chong's at the moment.

There are only a few dozen of these disciples who have little combat effectiveness.

Unlike Hengshan Sect, which has many female nuns, the formation of sword formations is also a bit threatening.

Due to the lack of manpower, the Huashan faction only sent Yue Lingshan and a few people over this time.

Lin Pingzhi complained in his heart, but of course he didn't say it outright.

Immediately, he replied: "It is really an honor for me to have the help of Huashan faction."

Yue Lingshan came here with her true colors, not pretending to be an ugly girl.

But I still don't want others to know that the Huashan sent to talk to the Lin family.

So she talked and laughed with Lin Pingzhi for a while, then said goodbye and left.

Lin Pingzhi looked at her graceful back, and it would be a lie to say that he was not moved.

Although there is no need to talk about feelings for this girl, men don't always want to talk about feelings.

But then again, with his current situation, what can he do if he is greedy.

He woke up early in the morning and was very sleepy.

After chatting with Yue Lingshan for a while, he cheered up a bit.

The sleepiness passed, but I felt refreshed.

He was not in a hurry to go back to his room to make up for the cage sleep.

He ordered the guy in the store to cook an egg noodle for him.

As a local tyrant, of course I didn’t forget to add an extra egg.

I don't know if it's because I'm hungry in the morning or if this small town inn is really good at cooking noodles.

I also think the noodles are delicious and I eat them with relish.

Thinking that it was always Rui'er who brought him food into the room, so that he, a lazy person, could sleep a little longer.

Then I also thought about asking Xiaoer to cook an extra portion after eating and take it back to the room.

While eating, he was thinking about what Yue Lingshan told him to be a disciple of Huashan School.

——If you go to Huashan, then there are some martial arts cheats that you can make up your mind.

Zixia's magical cheats, thinking about the exquisite swordsmanship and breaking moves of various schools painted behind the cliff cave.

They are all very practical internal force moves.

You can also try your luck to see if you can meet Feng Qingyang by chance and let him teach you the Dugu Nine Swords.

Of course, in the original plot, Linghu Chong practiced the Dugu Nine Swords and Star Absorbing Dafa, but there is not much to do with the evil sword.

It doesn't matter too much if you can't meet them, just practice the Sunflower Book well.

It seems to be a good choice to go to Mount Hua as long as you pay attention to Yue Buqun...

While I was eating noodles and thinking about it, it was almost full daylight.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning climbed over the edge of the door and shone on Lin Pingzhi's dining table.

Vibrant.

Along with the sunlight, there was also a Taoist priest wearing Taoist robes.

This Taoist is slender and straight, his Taoist uniform is simple but neat, and his face is neither sad nor happy.

It looks a little daoist.

When Lin Pingzhi saw this Taoist, his heart moved, and he asked, "Could it be that he came from Wudang Mountain?"

"But I didn't hear the seven-pocket disciple of the Beggar Gang say that there are people coming to Wudang Mountain."

"If there are people from the Wudang sect, with the eyes and ears of their beggar gang, they will definitely know about it."

The Taoist slowly walked into the inn, walking very slowly, as if there was a battle between heaven and man at every step.

After a while, he sat down at a table diagonally opposite Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Pingzhi thought: "Isn't this man here for me? He looks like a passing Taoist."

The Taoist waited for the waiter to come over to greet him, and ordered two steamed buns and a bowl of porridge in a leisurely manner.

Although Lin Pingzhi didn't know the purpose of this Taoist's visit, he could also see that he was not an ordinary person.

He had already finished eating the egg noodles, took a few sips of soup, and was about to leave.

But at this moment, I saw that this Taoist was a bit strange, so he still sat in his original position.

Consciously or unintentionally, look at this Taoist.

The Taoist waited for Xiao Er to serve steamed buns, porridge and rice, and did not eat right away.

He closed his eyes first, recited a spell of food, and then slowly picked up the steamed buns.

Lin Pingzhi became more and more interested in this Taoist priest.

He called Xiao Er and said, "I'll settle the bill, and by the way, I'll count the Taoist's amount on my account."

The waiter in the store had been eyeing Lin Pingzhi early on, knowing that he was generous.

Yesterday I saw him slip a gold ingot into the hand of a beggar.

The greedy shop waiter didn't fall asleep at night.

He was thinking about how to lick Lin Pingzhi so comfortably the next day, so he deserved some money.

Seeing that Lin Pingzhi had an order at this moment, the shop boy hurried over and agreed repeatedly.

The Taoist didn't seem to hear Lin Pingzhi's words, nor did he thank or refuse.

He just concentrated on eating the steamed buns in his hand.

Lin Pingzhi smiled slightly, and asked the waiter in the shop to cook another noodle and send it to the room.

Stand up, ready to go back to the room.

The Taoist just finished eating a steamed bun.

He suddenly said, "Young Master Lin, sit down a little longer?"

Lin Pingzhi said in his heart: "You look like a bull-nosed miscellaneous hair, but it turns out that you are also looking for me."

He was not polite, walked to the Taoist table, pulled a bench and sat down.

At the same time, he asked: "Dare to ask the Taoist name?"

The Taoist gave Lin Pingzhi a meaningful look, and said indifferently: "I don't dare to be a real person, I am a poor Taoist Xuanzhen."

Lin Pingzhi said: "It turned out to be Xuanzhen Taoist priest, who has been admiring him for a long time."

In fact, he had never heard of the name Xuan Zhen.

But looking at the posture of this Taoist, he is bound to not be a small character, so let's talk about it for a long time.

Taoist Xuanzhen exchanged pleasantries with Lin Pingzhi, but did not speak any more.

He didn't continue to eat the remaining steamed buns and porridge on the table, and just closed his eyes to rest his mind.

Naturally, Lin Pingzhi was not in the mood to meditate and chant mantras with him, and he said, "Is Taoist Xuanzhen from Wudang Mountain?"

Xuanzhen's eyes were still closed and he replied: "The Wudang Sect is the largest sect of Taoism, and I have never worshiped in this Wudang Immortal Mountain."

Lin Pingzhi asked: "Which Taoist temple did the Taoist priest practice in, and asked to live in it, what's the matter?"

Xuan Zhen opened his eyes, his eyes were full of light, showing his profound martial arts cultivation.

Lin Pingzhi is considered a master of internal skills at the moment, so of course he is not afraid of him staring back at him.

Xuanzhen said: "Poverty Dao is the master of Quanzhou Xuanmiao Temple."

"Although Pindao has no chance to go to Wudang Mountain to practice, he has some friendship with Taoist Chongxu of Wudang Mountain."

"Two years ago, when I went north to visit the Taoist ruins, I chatted with him all night, and it was very speculative."

Hearing that Lin Pingzhi had friendship with Chongxu, the head of Wudang School, he dared not despise him even more.

Although this bull-nosed Taoist likes to pretend, it seems that he should have some skills.

Only to hear Xuanzhen say again: "Poverty Taoist came to find Mr. Lin to receive a letter from a flying pigeon in Wudang Mountain."

"Let me ask Mr. Lin, do you want to join the Wudang sect?"

(End of this chapter)