Chapter 243: Family Heirloom, Never Passed on to Others

Apprenticeship?

Cheng Long looked at Lin Pingzhi and shook his head, saying, "My family's unique skills will never be passed on to others."

"Young Master Cheng, please don't be offended by my son's inexperience!" Lin Zhennan hurriedly bowed and apologized. In ancient times, family inheritance has always been passed down to males and not females, let alone Pingzhi, an outsider.

"It doesn't matter!"

The atmosphere became a little awkward for a while.

Madam Lin smiled awkwardly and said, "Young Master Cheng, it's windy outside. Please follow me inside and have some tea to warm yourself up."

After entering the cabin.

Mrs. Lin poured a cup of hot tea for Cheng Long and Lin Zhennan, then went down to the cabin to help Cheng Long clean up the room, well, actually just to free up a room.

If they were staying there temporarily, they could just find a room and squeeze in with the bodyguards under their command.

It's different now.

How could Young Master Cheng, who had trained his external skills to the point of being invulnerable to swords and guns, live together with his subordinates? His treatment must be improved and he must live in a single room like them.

As long as we treat them well, even if the head of Qingcheng, Yu Canghai, comes, he will not get any benefit.

After meal.

The night is getting darker.

Lin Pingzhi, who had gradually come out of his fear due to long-term contact, cast a curious gaze at Cheng Long. "Brother Cheng, what kind of Kung Fu did you practice? You are actually invulnerable to swords and guns. It's amazing."

"The magical power of indestructibility!"

Cheng Long made up a name at random.

"Sigh~~"

Lin Zhennan and his wife took a deep breath.

It turned out that what Young Master Cheng was practicing was one of the ten most difficult Shaolin Kung Fu skills. Throughout history, almost no one has been able to achieve the state of invulnerability to swords and spears, but this state was actually achieved by a young man in his twenties or even thirty!

Moreover, this person is not a Shaolin disciple.

If this gets out accidentally, those bald monks in Shaolin Temple will probably be unable to sit still.

"Brother Cheng, it turns out that your elders are lay disciples of Shaolin Temple! My grandfather was also from Shaolin, it seems that you and I are quite destined to be together." Lin Pingzhi's grandfather, Lin Zhongxiong, was Shaolin Zen Master Duyuan and a disciple of Master Hongye. His lay name was Lin Yuantu.

However, that's all Lin Pingzhi knew. Even his father might not know that his grandfather Lin Zhongxiong was Lin Yuantu's adopted son.

The reason is naturally because Lin Yuantu has cut off the root of his troubles and is no longer able to have children.

In order to pass on his family line, Lin Zhongxiong made various cuts to the Book of the Sword of Exorcism, removing its essence and leaving only its surface, which greatly reduced its power, causing the Lin family to become weaker with each generation.

Cheng Long smiled and said with interest: "Pingzhi, since you and I are destined to meet, I will teach you a thing or two. Let me test you first, what do you think Kung Fu is?"

"Kung Fu is a skill that strengthens the body and improves one's character, preventing all diseases."

Lin Pingzhi blurted it out without much thought, because this was his understanding of kung fu, but it was rather one-sided.

Lin Zhennan and his wife were very satisfied with his answer and smiled with satisfaction.

"Yes, Kung Fu can help you strengthen your body and cultivate your character, but it can also kill people. When a man gets angry, blood will splatter everywhere. In the big dye vat of Jianghu, many things are unavoidable, so in addition to cultivating our mind and character, we must also learn to fight."

"There is nothing in the martial arts world that is indestructible, except speed..."

"As long as you remember this sentence and keep practicing drawing and striking the sword, you will be able to increase your sword-drawing speed to a level that the enemy cannot defend against. By then, anyone who dares to draw a sword in front of you will become a dead man."

Although Cheng Long's words may seem like a joke, if Lin Pingzhi persists in drawing and using the sword, he might really be able to master the sword-drawing technique.

Zhan Tian definitely can’t do it. After all, Xiao Ao is just a low-level martial arts world, and killing enemies is more than enough.

Just like two sharpshooters fighting for their lives, the winner will always be the one who shoots faster.

The essence of Dongfang Bubai's Sunflower Manual is precisely the word "fast".

The same is true for the next level Sword Manual of Exorcism.

"Young Master Cheng, I didn't expect that you, at such a young age, actually understand the essence of Kung Fu. No wonder you were able to master the Vajra Indestructible Kung Fu to perfection at such a young age."

Lin Zhennan was deeply touched by this. After removing the essence, the Lin family's Sword Manual of Exorcism was no different from ordinary swordsmanship, and it couldn't even be ranked in the martial arts world.

The Lin family is now prosperous, all thanks to the protection of their ancestors.

When Yu Canghai destroys the Lin family, everyone will know that the Lin family is a paper tiger, and they will attract a pack of wolves to surround them, and each of them will want to get the Sword Manual of Exorcism from Lin Pingzhi.

"No, no, this is just a little nonsense of mine."

Cheng Long waved his hand modestly.

Lin Pingzhi, who was tricked by him and crippled, was just about to stand up and practice sword-drawing when a cry of surprise came from outside the cabin. "Something happened."

Lin Zhennan and his wife felt a tightness in their hearts.

Cheng Long, who was sitting opposite, immediately disappeared from the spot in a flash.

"This……"

The three members of the Lin family were dumbfounded, with stormy waves rising in their hearts.

Just now they were still flattering him, thinking that what Cheng Long said was all nonsense. In a life-and-death fight, isn't it bullshit that the one with faster speed has the advantage?

Everyone knows that the faster the attack speed, the easier it is to kill the enemy!

But the problem is, simply drawing and striking the sword a breath or half a breath faster than others is of little use. The masters in the martial arts world can basically predict and anticipate the enemy's moves.

Feng Qingyang, who is proficient in Dugu Nine Swords, is the master of them all.

A little bit faster won't make any difference.

However, Cheng Long calmly gave them a heavy blow. It turned out that a person's speed could be so ridiculously fast. With a whoosh, he disappeared from their sight without a trace.

Even Dongfang Bubai is not so exaggerated!
Is this guy still a human being?

"Why are there only a bunch of you stinky fish and shrimp?"

"Where's Yu Canghai?"

The three Lin family members were only a few breaths slower, and more than ten Qingcheng disciples from the Qingcheng Sect who came to take revenge were beaten up one by one by Cheng Long, and thrown into a pile like garbage.

This scene left the three speechless for a long time. At this moment, Lin Pingzhi silently made up his mind to follow Brother Cheng's instructions and practice sword drawing day and night to increase his sword attack speed.

Qinggong cannot be neglected either.

As long as the overall speed can be increased, other sword moves and palm techniques can be abandoned.

"Boy, who are you? How dare you interfere with our Qingcheng Sect's work? I think you are tired of living!" Hou Renying, one of the Four Beauties of Qingcheng, scolded ferociously.

"Oh, you are quite courageous! You dare to be so arrogant even when I step on you."

Cheng Long's face turned cold and he exerted force with his feet. Seven or eight of Hou Renying's ribs broke instantly and his entire chest cavity caved in.

The Qingcheng disciples standing by were so frightened that their pupils dilated and their hearts trembled. Several of them endured the pain, suddenly jumped up from the deck, limped to the side of the boat, and tried to jump into the river to escape.

"Still want to run?"

Cheng Long's body flashed, and he appeared in front of the two Qingcheng disciples like a ghost, grabbing their necks.

"Click!"

Cheng Long broke the necks of both men without hesitation.

Among the disciples of Qingcheng, not only the Four Beauties of Qingcheng are treacherous and cunning, and their actions are vicious, but the rest of the disciples are the same.

In the original plot, in order to lure Lin Zhennan and Lin Pingzhi, father and son, to show up, these "upright disciples" actually captured a woman to pretend to be Mrs. Lin, hung her on a tree, and stuck a sword upside down on the ground to force the father and son to show up.

The young and energetic Lin Pingzhi naturally lost his patience. However, when he rushed out to rescue his "mother", the Qingcheng disciples had already burned the ropes. He could only watch the innocent village woman being pierced by the sword and died on the spot.

A glimpse of the leopard in the tube can be seen.

This kind of thing cannot be the only one.

Therefore, Cheng Long's murderous intention was very strong, so strong that even the Lin family could hardly believe it. He was so cruel, the more he looked like a disciple of the Demon Cult!
"Master, Young Master Cheng is so murderous!" Mrs. Lin whispered.

"Don't be soft-hearted, take action!"

Lin Zhennan made up his mind and rushed forward with sword in hand.

More than ten Qingcheng disciples who attacked the Lin family cruise ship were soon killed by Cheng Long and Lin Zhennan.

Lin Zhennan and his wife thought that the matter was over, but who would have thought that after Cheng Long killed the last person, he actually took out a bead emitting a seductive light in front of them.

When Lin Pingzhi and Shi and Zheng, who came over after hearing the noise, saw the bead, they suddenly felt a chill rushing up from the soles of their feet to their heads and their scalps went numb.

The next moment...

More than a dozen Qingcheng disciples on the ground were pulled up into the air by the powerful suction force of the Bloodthirsty Pearl. Yu Wenshan's body emitted a large amount of blood mist, which gathered into long blood-colored rivers and poured into the pearl.

The corpse withered rapidly, it was extremely terrifying.

"thump!"

Mrs. Lin's knees went weak and she fell to the ground unexpectedly.

Lin Zhennan and his bodyguards and servants all opened their eyes wide with expressions of fear on their faces.

(End of this chapter)