"Yes, Master, I understand." Hearing Lin Ye's words, Lin Pingzhi nodded slightly, and then held the stone sword in his hand.

"I'll ask you, are you cute sword?" Lin Ye said slowly at Lin Pingzhi.

"No love." Judging from Lin Ye's actions, it is obvious that Lin Ye is a sword-loving person. Not only ordinary love, but a kind of paranoid love that is extremely paranoid. But when he heard Lin Ye's words at this moment, Lin Pingzhi was silent for a moment, and then shook his head.

"I have never liked practicing swords." Lin Pingzhi held the stone sword in his hand tightly.

"Very good, let's go." Lin Ye just nodded slightly and said lightly.

"Where are we going?" Lin Pingzhi asked curiously.

"Five Mountain Sword Sect." Lin Ye said lightly on the road.

"What are you going to the Five Mountains Sword Sect to do, Master?" Lin Pingzhi continued to ask.

"See what skills do they have to call the Sword Sect?" Lin Ye ignored Lin Pingzhi after saying this.

Taishan Sect, the first person Lin Ye is preparing to go to is the Taishan Sect.

Taishan Sect, one of the Five Mountains Sword Sects, is located in Mount Tai in Qilu.

According to Lin Ye and his team's current location and speed, it will take at least seven or eight days to reach Mount Tai.

Lin Pingzhi, who suddenly followed Lin Ye, suddenly his eyes condensed, but he found that Lin Ye's steps were not bad at all, and the footprints left on the soft soil were the same.

As a martial arts practitioner, Lin Pingzhi certainly knows what this represents.

This means that Lin Ye has mastered his body and internal strength in an ingenious way.

However, Lin Pingzhi was slightly stunned, but was one or two hundred meters behind Lin Ye. Lin Ye did not stop at all and was still walking forward at the same speed as if he did not notice Lin Pingzhi's backwardness at all.

Seeing this, Lin Pingzhi immediately ran towards Lin Ye, but Lin Pingzhi's internal strength was very shallow. After being captured by the Qingcheng Sect disciples, he was not full of food and sleep, and he was tired of riding and driving. In addition, he was kicked on his ankle just now. Even though Lin Ye was warmed up with his internal strength for a while, he only improved a little.

At this moment, his physical strength had reached its limit. Coupled with the running at this time, Lin Pingzhi felt as if the strength in his body had suddenly disappeared. His legs were difficult, and the iron sword in his hand, which was not too heavy, also became extremely heavy.

But even so, Lin Pingzhi looked at Lin Ye's figure that was farther and farther away, but gritted his teeth and chased Lin Ye.

"The mind is not bad, it is also considered honesty. Do you have great perseverance?" Without looking back, Lin Ye continued to walk forward, and at the same time he said in his heart.

Since he has decided to accept disciples and Lin Pingzhi, Lin Ye naturally needs to take some thought.

Sincerity, enlightenment, heart, and perseverance are indispensable.

It is not about pursuing swordsmanship and becoming a real swordsman. Even if you become a master of swordsmanship, these four are absolutely indispensable.

If you want to pursue swordsmanship, these four factors are even more necessary.

The sky was getting darker, and Lin Ye was sitting in an inn at the intersection of the official road.

On the table on the right side of the front door, there was a bowl of clear noodles that had lost its heat and a steamed bun.

Lin Ye sat quietly on the stool and placed the sword on his knees.

"Customer, we're closed, and here, why don't I go to the kitchen to help you heat up?" At this time, the inn waiter came to Lin Ye and said.

"There is still one person who has not arrived, so the face does not need to be hot." Lin Ye slowly opened his eyes and said lightly when he heard the waiter's words.

"But, guest officer..." When the waiter heard Lin Ye's words, he wanted to say something, but at this moment, a staggering sound of footsteps and a very thick gasp sound came from outside the door. Lin Pingzhi walked in with his head full of hair, or he could not say he could leave. Every step he took was as shaking as if he was a drunk drunk man.

The stone sword in his hand was carried behind him. Seeing this scene, a trace of light flashed in Lin Ye's eyes. He grabbed the sword in his hand and stood up. He came to Lin Pingzhi's back and glanced at the stone sword. Then he stretched out his left hand and gently stroked the front end of the stone sword. A smile appeared on his face, which had been expressionless, and said, "Very good, very good."

The stone sword was not used by Lin Pingzhi as a crutch, Lin Ye is very sure of this.

"Master... Master." He was extremely weak. Seeing Lin Ye, Lin Pingzhi shook his body and then fell to the ground with a thud.

He lifted Lin Pingzhi up with one hand, then pressed his left hand on his back, and the internal force was input into his body. In less than two or three seconds, Lin Pingzhi's eyes opened slightly again.

"Eat it, go up and rest." Seeing Lin Pingzhi wake up, Lin Ye pointed to the cold noodles and steamed buns on the table.

Lin Pingzhi, who was already hungry, walked over and picked up the bowl without thinking it was cold. He ate the noodles in big mouthfuls, and then dipped the steamed buns in cold soup and swallowed them together.

"I left a thread of internal force in my body, just like at noon, to regulate my breathing and internal force. After three cycles in my body, you are falling asleep." Looking at Lin Pingzhi who put down the bowl, pointing to the second floor, Lin Ye said.

"Yes, Master." Lin Pingzhi nodded when he heard Lin Ye's words.

"Don't put down the sword." Lin Ye said, looking at Lin Pingzhi who was stepping onto the stairs.

"I understand, Master." Turning around, Lin Pingzhi nodded deeply.

For a person who uses a sword, it is his hands, his life, and his soul.

After watching Lin Pingzhi get into the room, Lin Ye did not follow him, but sat quietly on the stool.

Suddenly, a faint sound of huqin came into my ears from outside the inn. The sound of huqin was desolate, as if it was sighing, and as if it was crying, trembling with the sound of huqin, making a rustling sound, just like the sound of drops of drizzle falling on the leaves.

When the child who was packing the table and benches heard the sound of the huqin, he said strangely: "Who is playing the huqin outside in the middle of the night?"

"The piano is like a sword sound, and it is another one that enters the Tao with music, and it is also a sword method, which is interesting, but this is just a trick of carving insects." Hearing the sound of the huqin, a strange light flashed in Lin Ye's eyes, and then the long sword in his hand was not unsheathed, and suddenly a strange sound was made, like the friction of gold and iron.

If the sound of the huqin before was like the sound of nature, the sound of Lin Ye's sword would be like the call of a devil.

But what is strange is that the waiter seemed to only hear the sound of Huqin, and did not notice Lin Ye's sword sound at all.

"Hey, why did the sound of the huqin suddenly break?" The sound of the huqin was in the beginning and the end, but it suddenly broke at this moment, which made the waiter confused.

Lin Ye turned his gaze to the gate, smiled on his face, and then slowly walked upstairs.

On a banyan tree outside the wilderness, a thin old man was sitting on the trunk wearing a green cloth gown. Looking at the huqin in his hand, he couldn't help but look surprised and admired on his face.

In the room, I sat cross-legged and placed the sword on my knees. This sword was brought out from the world of Xiao Li's flying sword that day.

Lin Ye didn't know what the sword came from, but Lin Ye seemed to have a feeling that the sword seemed to have life.

This is really an unimaginable feeling. It is often said that a sword has life and spirituality because a sword follows a swordsman and never leaves him. The swordsman's swordsman's understanding of the sword has been integrated into the sword itself.

By then, the sword had become the carrier of swordsmanship.

But now that the sword fell into Lin Ye's hands, it only took a year to give Lin Ye a feeling of having his own spiritual life, which is really an incredible thing.

It is clear and clear, and the internal force flows at the same time, reviewing the sword path thousands of times, practicing swords day and night is just for the sublimation of one day.

The road to Jiandao is a lonely and lonely road.

The skill has reached the level of Linye, and there is no need to maintain energy and spirit through in-depth sleep.

Just meditate and practice internal energy while falling into a slight sleep is enough to restore energy. Unless you have exhausted your internal energy after experiencing a big battle, you will sleep until dawn like a normal person.

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