Daming: Becoming a Jinyiwei at the beginning

[Introduction to the magic knife! 】

In an instant, countless insights flooded into his mind, and his whole body was boiling.

Around his body, countless majestic and terrifying sword qi condensed out of thin air.

On the bed, the old man suddenly opened his eyes, his face changed drastically, he stared straight at Lin Mang not far away, and sat up from the bed in shock.

The old man's face changed again and again, and he lost his voice: "Entered?!"

The old man took a step forward and wanted to get close to Lin Mang, but at that moment, it seemed that a monstrous magic knife was coming.

"Knife intent!"

The old man shrank his pupils, fixed his gaze on Lin Mang, and murmured, "What is the origin of this kid?"

Chapter 60 Too Few People Have Been Killed Recently

After a long time, Lin Mang slowly opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a bright knife in his eyes.

The surrounding pure steel floor seemed to be crushed by the invisible knife energy, and there was a "chi chi" sound, leaving a shallow knife mark.

As soon as Lin Mang opened his eyes, he found that the old man on the bed was staring at him intently.

There was shock, curiosity, and a trace of... fear in his eyes.

"senior?"

Lin Mang called out tentatively.

The old man showed a wry smile, and said in surprise, "Little friend's talent... is really amazing!"

This magic sword manual has been kept here for decades. I don't know how many people want to practice it, but if they try it for a while, their minds will become confused.

Even the eminent monks who have attained Taoism in Shaolin can't avoid this saber technique.

Staying here is entirely because this saber technique is so rare, it would be a pity to destroy it.

He never thought that today he would meet a freak.

Not only to enter the country in a short time, but also to comprehend the meaning of the magic knife.

Weird!

The so-called meaning, in the eyes of Jianghu warriors, is a unique state and a force.

Those who have been in the top position for a long time have a kind of momentum.

The so-called potential is an external manifestation of intention.

It was a state of solipsism, solipsism, and mere tools.

The sword has the intent of the sword, the sword has the intent of the sword, and the fist has the intent of the fist. Countless gangsters may not be able to comprehend the "intention" throughout their lives.

Even, many people have practiced swords all their lives, but they don't know what the sword intent is.

only……

The old man sighed softly, looking at Lin Mang's flying fish suit, he felt more and more helpless.

With such a celestial appearance, if one can cultivate quietly, one will become a giant in the rivers and lakes by stepping on the sun, and maybe even step into the realm of heavenly beings.

A pity, sigh.

The lackeys of the imperial court...

Lin Mang looked weird, and this old man felt weird.

What is the inexplicable sigh?

Filled with joy, he put down the magic saber manual in his hand, and Lin Mang walked towards the Qinggong area beside him.

For a long time, I lacked a superior light kung fu, and relied more on the body skills of Baguazhang and black feet.

But even if the martial art "Black Foot" breaks through the realm of Dzogchen and has its own comprehension, it still cannot change the fact that its rank is low.

Under normal circumstances, it is enough to fight against the enemy, but I am afraid that I will not be able to catch up with someone who is good at light skills.

After flipping through several books of light kung fu and martial arts one after another, Lin Mang's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Wudang ladder cloud vertical?"

"Wudang Ladder Cloud Vertical", the fourth grade.

Taking only one piece of lightness kung fu as an example, it is extremely extraordinary to be able to reach this level.

In the rivers and lakes, Qinggong that can be called by name is rare.

He had just read the knife technique, and there are very few of them who can rank in the third rank here.

Lin Mang felt emotional.

This is the real way to lean on a big tree to enjoy the shade. Those Jianghu sects and aristocratic families are fighting for a secret book of exercises.

As for the imperial court, as long as I like it, it's all mine.

Probably flipping through it, secretly said: "Fortunately, it is not really necessary to step on the right foot with the left foot."

Stepping on the right foot with the left foot is just a means of borrowing strength. After all, it is just light work, not real flying.

Lin Mang smiled all over his face and said silently, "Cultivation!"

【Energy point-1000】

【Introduction to Wudang Ladder Cloud】

Not far away, the old man saw Lin Mang put down the secret book in his hand, and asked suspiciously: "Why, Wudang's Ti Yunzong doesn't even look down on it? This is a very good qinggong."

"I dare say that in the entire secret library, there are not many good light kung fu skills."

Lin Mang shook his head calmly, and said, "Very good lightness kung fu, but I have already learned it, so there is no need to read it again."

The old man was stunned for a while.

After shaking his head, he quickly came to his senses and almost forgot that this kid can even comprehend the magic knife.

I feel sorry again in my heart.

A violent thing!

Lin Mang glanced around and asked, "Senior, is there any free and easy martial arts here?"

"Xiaoyao faction..." The old man pondered for a moment, pointed to the rear left, and said, "There should be there."

"However, there are very few martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect here, that is, there are not many in the entire secret library, and most of their martial arts require special mental methods."

Lin Mang quickly walked over.

After looking through several books one after another, I finally found what I wanted in a brocade box.

"Life and death talisman!" Lin Mang beamed with joy.

The old man pretended to pass by casually, glanced at it, and quickly looked away, "The thing you see is quite sinister and vicious, but it requires the inner skills of the Xiaoyao School, so it is completely useless."

Martial arts are not bad, but internal strength and mental methods are the core of all schools, and it is not so easy to obtain.

Lin Mang nodded slightly, then threw it back casually, and said with regret on his face: "I heard that the Xiaoyao Sect has a unique skill, the Beiming Divine Art, but it doesn't exist here."

The old man looked at him strangely, and walked towards the bed with his hands behind his back.

With such miraculous skills, why should I still stay in this ghostly place?

He came here to guard, and in exchange for benefits, he can see all the martial arts here.

If it weren't for this, few people would really want to sit in this cold place.

Watching the old man turn and leave, Lin Mang smiled brightly.

After talking to the old man, he turned and left the secret vault.

Although he also wanted to stay and have a look, but there are too few people who have been hacked recently.

……

into the night,

Jiaozhong Square, Pingkang Building.

In the box in the building, a group of people gathered together, looking at the graceful foreign dancer below with a happy expression.

In the upper position sat a slightly bloated figure, nearly two meters tall, who stood out from the crowd.

This person is Luhusuo, Lei Xiao, the general banner.

As for the surroundings, there are tall and straight figures sitting there, except for his four little flags, who are his confidantes.

Lei Ming took a sip from his wine glass and jokingly said, "I don't know what our newly appointed Lord Baihu is doing right now?"

A Xiaoqi next to him laughed and said, "I guess he's dealing with official business."

"Ha ha!"

For a while, everyone in the field laughed.

Lei Ming sternly said: "That kid really doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, dare to provoke Mr. Zhao, he will not be able to stay in the West Court any longer."

A little flag next to him hesitated and said: "My lord, I heard that that guy competed with Zhou Baihu, and even beheaded him in the courtyard in front of Lord Qianhu. What if he..."

Lei Ming directly raised his hand to interrupt, and said with a sneer, "Remember, our boss is only Mr. Li."

"Don't forget, that lord is the son of Marquis Wu Qing. Follow him, and we will have a better future in the future."

"Then Lin Mang is only a mortal man, so why should our brother serve him?"

"If you want to blame, you can only blame his bad luck!"

Lei Ming snorted coldly, put down his wine glass heavily, and said in a cold voice: "Don't forget what I told you, let your people be smart, and you know what will happen if you offend Marquis Wu Qing."

Everyone responded again and again, and then they pushed the cups and changed the cups again.

During the banquet, slander and abuse came from time to time.

Chapter 61

West Factory.

Li Jinzhong hurried into the room from the outside, and brushed off the falling snow on his body when he was at the door.

Chen Ju, who was sitting on the yellow chair, raised his head slightly, and asked in surprise, "Where did you go again?"

With this guy's temperament, he would never go out in such weather.

Li Jinzhong smiled, walked into the room, took out a secret report from his arms, and presented it in front of Chen Ju.

"Father, this is the information just sent, about Lin Mang."

Chen Ju reached out to pick up the secret report, and said helplessly, "You, you are so focused on how to figure out your boss. If you have this time, you might as well practice hard."

Li Jinzhong said with a smile: "Father, I dare not try to figure out your thoughts, but I just think this information is interesting, so I will show it to you."

"Besides, you also know that my aptitude is poor. Even if I practice again, it is impossible to break through the master."

Chen Ju didn't speak again, but opened the booklet and read it carefully.

After a long time, Chen Ju said with emotion on his face: "When I first saw him, I knew that this son was by no means easy to deal with. Now it seems that he is more decisive than I imagined."

"It's really not to be underestimated to be able to get to the present step by step."

Li Jinzhong hesitated: "Father, but wouldn't he completely offend Zhao Jingzhong and Wu Qinghou's son by doing so?"

After all, Zhao Jingzhong was his boss, and An Nengshan was so good at offending him.

He had already read the secret report on the way here, and while he was shocked, he also felt that Lin Mang was a little too reckless.

Chen Jumin glanced at him, and said calmly: "Sometimes, if you have a tough attitude, others will be afraid of you."

"You and I are bystanders after all. Standing in his position, the result is actually the same whether we draw the knife or not at that moment."

"It can only be said that this kid chose a good time. During this period of time, the censors are staring at Jin Yiwei because of the White Lotus Sect. Zhao Jingzhong has scruples."

Chen Ju picked up the tea on the table, put it down again, and asked, "How is he doing in Beizhen Fusi?"

Li Jinzhong hurriedly said: "Several general banners and small banners all said that something was wrong, and they were sick at home, and the people below were also obedient and obedient."

Chen Ju turned his head suddenly, looked at Li Jinzhong with a half-smile, and said meaningfully: "You have inquired quite clearly."