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Anyway, we are doing as we please, and we are the leader of the Luna Sect.

But you are so good at martial arts, yet so humble, if you say that you are not a top-notch master, what can I do?

You are not a first-class expert, I can't beat you... Then I am ashamed to say that I am a first-class expert.

Ren Woxing is embarrassing.

He thinks...Lin Zhennan is quite a bit like Lao Tzu is called the second in the world, but no one in the world can beat Lao Tzu, so you can only be ranked third or later. open.

So annoying.

I dare not refute it at all, nor can I refute it.

It was the first time that Ren Woxing was defeated by a sect.

Back then, old Ren only admired three and a half people in the world, Feng Qingyang, Fang Zheng, Dongfang Bubai, and Daoist Chongxu.

Daoist Chongxu counts as half.

How arrogant was he then?

Good guy, once you come to Fuwei Escort now, it means that everyone has to admire me, and if you don't admire, you will fuck me?

I am a monster!

The giant who suppressed one side!

That's all...

You guys are amazing, I admit it... I can't beat you, so I won't argue with you.

Where did Lao Lin know Ren Woxing's thoughts?

He only thought that Ren Woxing was a low-grade old man who couldn't bear the shackles of fate.

At this age, his martial arts are not considered strong, he can't even beat himself, so can't he be comforted?

Putting my own level on the rivers and lakes, it is actually just scum.

Even if I can't beat it, it must not be very good.

He had forgotten that Lao Lin is no longer a piece of rubbish. Although he thought that Lao Lin could not even beat the Qingcheng Four Talents back then, but now that he has practiced Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and eaten five or six Fire Spirit Fires, now Lao Lin is going out. , definitely considered a master.

I dare not say that he is invincible, but it is conservatively estimated that he must be called a first-class master.

It's no wonder that Lao Lin's eyesight is poor, the key is that his martial arts has improved too fast, and he rarely goes out of Fuwei Escort to fight with others, so he can't grasp his own level.

There is really no reference.

Let's fight with Lin Pingzhi, he is almost killed in seconds.

There is no reference value.

Although I ate several martial arts that are said to increase my skill for ten years.

The concept of this decade is somewhat vague.

You say that the ten-year skill of increasing internal force like Master Fangzheng must be awesome. He is practicing the Yi Jin Jing, and the amount of internal force in ten years is huge.

But if the increased skill is only ten years of internal power at his own level, then it is rubbish.

Lao Lin is in his forties, right?

No matter how much internal force you have on your body, it will last for 30 years?

But it's just like this, they can't beat the Qingcheng Four Talents.

Therefore, Lao Lin felt that it was nothing if he had increased his martial arts for four or fifty years. At most... he had more than doubled.

Therefore, Lao Lin is still very modest.

He felt that his martial arts were not great.

But this is a bit of Versailles in Ren Woxing's eyes.

Of course, with Lao Lin's character, even if he thinks he is a little bit powerful, he is too embarrassed to brag and say that he is invincible.

Lao Lin is sometimes quite low-key.

"Come on, in the future... you will definitely become a first-class expert. Don't lose confidence just because you are old. Our old bacon is also full of vitality. Don't lose to the young people, and let the young people look down on you." Lin Zhennan continued comfort.

"I... I'll try my best." Ren Woxing said.

You, Lao Lin, are so awesome and so low-key, you don't even dare to be called first-class, so what can I do?

I can only say try to catch up with your so-called first-class standards.

Who made them the ruler?

"Don't try your best, try your best!" Lin Zhennan said seriously.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk... The guests came from afar, and I, Lin Zhennan, came into conflict again. It's really not the way to treat guests. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. In order to express my apology, we have to host a banquet to entertain the guests to express our apology. .” Lao Lin waved his hand.

Ok.

Lao Lin likes to entertain guests with banquets.

This is his personality.

Everyone in the rivers and lakes knows it.

"Then I would like to thank Escort Lin!" Ren Woxing readily agreed.

Who dares to lose face when Master's father hosts a banquet?

He couldn't ask for it.

"Haha...then it's decided." Lin Zhennan smiled boldly.

"Let's get drunk today."

Old Lint likes to win people's hearts by drinking.

"Come on, set a banquet!"

"Thank you Chief Escort Lin!" Ren Woxing bowed his hands.

...

after that.

At the banquet, Lao Lin and Ren Woxing hit it off, coaxed the guests to be happy, drank happily, and wanted to make friends with Ren Woxing.

Probably because it is difficult to find people of the same age to drink, Lao Lin is very happy today.

Ren Woxing hasn't been so happy for a long time. He feels that he and Lao Lin get along very well.

Hmm...Old Lin is a social butterfly, he can chat with anyone, he hit it off with this person, as Lin Pingzhi expected.

Both are very playful.

What Lin Zhennan said, Ren Woxing felt that it made sense and was very cooperative, but when it came to asking for help, he was determined not to do it.

Because Ren Woxing has always been called Lin Pingzhi's master, and he was still thinking about how to become his disciple, why are you begging his father for help?This is absolutely impossible.

Lao Ren resolutely refused!

"Senior Lin, I can promise you anything, but this is not the case. I am Master Lin Pingzhi's apprentice, how can I befriend you? Absolutely not at this time!"

Lao Lin argued hard and still had to ask for help, and finally even moved out of moral kidnapping.

Why you don't sworn sworn vows with me means you look down on me, Fuwei Escort and so on.

Under Ren Woxing's strong opposition, this matter was dropped.

Lao Lin could only helplessly express: I want to be brothers with you, but you are actually my grandson... What's wrong with this damn.

You are a person who doesn't know how to adapt.

Except for the matter of begging for help, the party between the two was quite happy.

In the end, he didn't give up until late at night when he was both unconscious.

Ren Woxing stayed in Fuzhou City for three days, because there seemed to be important matters to be dealt with in the church, so he had to leave.

When he left, he was still a discerning person in the Devil's Cult, Ren Woxing ordered: At all costs, we must win over the Fuwei Escort, and we must win over Lin Pingzhi.

Because the Fuwei Escort may be the answer to the martial arts in the next era.

If there is no accident, it will become a transcendent force like Shaolin Wudang.

Don't talk about the distant future, just talk about the present... Winning over the Fuwei Escort is also beneficial to the Luna Sect.

With this big tree as the backing, the group of traitors called by the gods of the sun would definitely not be able to deal with the Luna religion.

Hug this thigh!

If Lin Pingzhi knew Ren Woxing's thoughts, he would be very speechless...

Good guy.

Brother, I originally let you out to become a thigh, and then the Fuwei Escort Bureau hugged you, but now it's good, we become thighs?

We're here to hug thighs, bro.

...

Lin Pingzhi didn't know about these things.

He doesn't care about that either.

Now, he has other things to do.

……

"It's been a month!"

"Before I knew it, it's been a month... The big brothers from the Kongtong faction should have been waiting for a month too, and it's time to give them an explanation." Lin Pingzhi muttered to himself.

Then he found an opportunity to copy "Seven Injuries Fist" and personally sent it to the inn where Bai Feilong and the others stayed.

Actually it won't take that long.

If he wanted to, he could transcribe Qishangquan within an hour or two at most, but it would be too hasty to do that.

Seven Injuries Fist.

That was the Seven Injuries Fist.

It used to be well-known in the Jianghu, and the secret book that the Mingjiao guardian golden lion king would steal, and it was an imitation, what is an imitation?It’s almost a re-creation... Not to mention the creation of martial arts, even in the previous world, when many studios imitated other people’s stories, even if it was a similar plot, they had to re-write it. You can get it done in minutes, and there must be a problem .

Sometimes procrastination can make people feel more at ease, make people feel that you are very concerned about this matter, and also make people feel that what you are doing is very difficult, and the transaction is genuine and worth it!really!

When you go to black clinics and hospitals to treat your illness, people don’t cure you all at once, they cure you all at once, even if it’s cancer you have, it will look like you just have a cold.

Take it slowly, even if you just have a cold, you will feel that you have a serious illness, and you will feel that the doctor is doing their best to save you, and you will be balanced in your heart.

Lin Pingzhi has a good handle on human nature.

It's not how deep his research on this is, it's purely a strategy for this kind of weakness of human nature on the Internet in the previous life, which is everywhere.

Just search for it.

"Seven Injuries Fist, really Seven Injuries Fist!"

"You guys, look... it's really the Seven Injuries Fist!"

"Oh my god...it's so powerful...the Seven Injuries Fist has been imitated!"

"It was actually done in just one month."

"Fuwei Escort is amazing!"

"I admire you…"

The leaders and elders of the Kongtong sect were excited when they saw the Qishang boxing manual sent by Lin Pingzhi.

All eyes widened.

They all stared at the Qishangquan score in disbelief.

"Thank you, thank you!"

"Thank you Mr. Lin!"