In the garden pavilion, Zuo Yi and Lin Pingyi sat opposite each other and drank together, while taking turns appreciating the Bone Poison Sword, and two maids were serving each other.

The bone poison sword is tough in material, moderate hardness, and extremely sharp in sword blade. It is indeed a rare sword.

What is even more rare is that when condensing sword energy, the loss of true energy is very small, and it can be like using the fingers to use the arm.

Zuo Yi tried to swing a sword energy and instantly cut off a piece of branch three meters away. It was very sharp, which made him very satisfied.

Such a sword can increase 10% of its strength out of thin air for those who use it, which is extremely rare.

"Brother, are you going to live in Luoyang City for a longer time this time?"

"I probably won't live for a long time. I'll have to go to the south in a few days."

"Oh, you and my brothers are close together, but they are far away from each other. In such a huge Luoyang City, there is not even a person who can drink with me."

Lin Pingzhi was a little depressed and drank the wine in his glass.

However, his drinking posture made Zuo Yi a little speechless with his orchid fingers raised.

Zuo Yi pretended to ignore it and said with a smile: "Pingzhi, you have regained control of the Fuwei Escort Agency, and you are backed by the Jindao Gate and your grandfather's family. The glory of the Lin family is just around the corner. Why do you think you have something to worry about?"

"Brother, you don't know anything. I don't have much interest in running an escort agency. I have decided to hand over the Fuwei escort agency to my grandfather's house and concentrate on practicing swords in the future.

However, although my martial arts have become stronger now, I feel like I am living under someone else's roof... It's hard to describe it." Lin Pingzhi shook his head and sighed.

Zuo Yi's eyes moved slightly and nodded, "Pingzhi, you are right. If a person does not have his own foundation and power, no matter how strong his martial arts are, he will always be a piece and a knife in the hands of others, and will not become a chess player. On this point, the elder brother has the same feeling as you."

"Um?"

Lin Pingzhi was slightly stunned: "Brother, you are the son of the left leader and a high-ranking player of the Songshan School. As long as you raise your arms and shout, there are many people who are willing to work hard for you. How can you compare with you?"

Zuo Yi laughed at himself, stood up and looked at the bamboo forest in the distance and said, "You are wrong with Pingzhi.

With my current status and status, there are indeed many people who are willing to curry favor with me, but if they say they are willing to work hard for me, they may not be."

What he said was also from the bottom of his heart.

After his year of action, there were many ordinary disciples within the Songshan Sect who wanted to join him, including some elite disciples.

However, these people mainly value their identity and future prospects in the Songshan School.

They just made a long-term investment in Zuo Yi without violating the interests of the sect, but it would be almost impossible to say that they would work hard for him.

Zuo Yi has many things, even his father has to hide them, so how dare he trust these people?

Therefore, although he had countless plans over the past year, he had to put it aside because no one under his command could use it.

In a word, he cannot use it with confidence if he is not a chess piece he cultivates himself.

In comparison, Lin Pingzhi in front of him is aware of his roots and deep gratitude to him, which can gain his trust.

Lin Pingzhi was extremely intelligent. He instantly heard the profound meaning in Zuo Yi's words and asked, "Brother, what do you think?"

Zuo Yi looked at him deeply and said, "Yes, I have some ideas.

Living under someone else's roof is not a long-term solution.

You and my brother are not mediocre, with talented martial arts, courage and strategy that are not inferior to anyone.

If we want to hang out in the world for a long time in the future, how can we not have our own foundation?”

Lin Pingzhi agreed deeply: "Brother, you said it well. You don't have your own staff to do anything. It's really inconvenient.

The people in the Golden Knife Sect are very respectful to me on weekdays, but when I mentioned that I wanted to take revenge, they all hid far away, even my grandfather and uncle were like this. I asked them to help me find out some news and it was a big obstacle.

Brother, I know that you have great ambitions and have a lot of hills and valleys in your chest. Your literary and military talents are a hundred times better than me.

If you have anything you need me to do, but even if you give me instructions, I will do my best to help my brother succeed!”

Zuo Yi's eyes were deep and he smiled and said, "Pingzhi, you are wrong. It's not helping me succeed, but helping us succeed..."

Lin Pingzhi's words are actually very mysterious. Although he will do his best to help him succeed, there is a hidden premise, that is, to avenge him.

Zuo Yi is understandable about this. He was not resistant to helping Lin Pingzhi take revenge. Even if Lin Pingzhi's enemy is the future Chongzhen, it would be only 10,000 martial arts fortune.

However, he needs to consider another issue.

He has great kindness to Lin Pingzhi, and the two of them have the right to be sworn, but the kindness will always be used up for a day.

According to the original plot, Lin Pingzhi actually looks very much like Yue Buqun, and his style and ambition are very similar.

In the end, Lin Pingzhi embarked on the road of fighting for hegemony in the martial arts world.

Although he had just walked a few steps, he hit the hands of the protagonist Linghu Chong, and ended in a bleak end.

But Lin Pingzhi's ambition will inevitably grow with his strength and may not be content with others. It is hard to say how long his loyalty can have a shelf life.

Perhaps only if he remains strong enough to make Lin Pingzhi unable to betrayal, this relationship can last for a long time.

At this moment, Zuo Yi even thought to himself that it would be great if he could get the formula of the Three Corpse Brain Divine Pill, or things like life and death talismans...

Zuo Yi had a plan in his mind. He explained something to Lin Pingzhi. The two talked in detail until the middle of the night, when Lin Pingzhi said goodbye and left.

In the next few days, Zuo Yi finally tasted the price of being a celebrity.

Since he showed a strong wind in front of everyone, he defeated Feng Shisan, the descendant of the Sword Sect, in full view, he was quickly pushed to the forefront of the Luoyang City Jianghu Circle.

There are endless people visiting the world every day.

Some give gifts and ask for attention, some want to make a name for him, and some come to seek shelter, and there are a variety of things.

These waves were sent, causing him to be almost silent for a moment.

He originally planned to interact with his neighbor next door a few more days to strive to deepen his relationship with Ren Yingying.

But now he is in the sight of many forces, so it is really inconvenient to have too much contact with Ren Yingying and Lu Zhuweng, so he avoids exposing their identities.

Lu Zhuweng and Ren Yingying seem to have known his true identity, and have vaguely increased their vigilance against him, making it much more difficult for him to achieve his goals, and it is difficult to make progress for the time being.

But Zuo Yi was not in a hurry.

Yi Feng's identity has not been investigated. It will be a matter of time before it is exposed. This problem will be faced sooner or later.

The current state on both sides is that Lu Zhuweng and Ren Yingying knew that Yi Feng was Zuo Yi, but they pretended not to know, which was also in line with their current ordinary person identities.

Although Zuo Yi knew the other party’s true identity and knew that the other party knew his identity, he also pretended not to know.

Anyway, both sides only talk about music, and not about anything else.

Since that time he "divorced" with Ren Yingying, Zuo Yi has never stepped into Ren Yingying's courtyard again.

Instead, he gradually communicated with the Green Bamboo Old Man without any hindrance. Whenever he discussed the music, he had his own gains and enjoyed it, and felt quite like a soulmate.

Days passed day by day, and there was only one month left before the Liu Zhengfeng’s golden basin hand washing ceremony.

Zuo Yi did not continue to stay in Luoyang City.

He said goodbye to the Luzhuweng next door, Ren Yingying, and then went south alone.

...

"Lu Zhu Weng, this Zuo Yi's pseudonym Yi Feng, does it have other ideas to get close to us?"

"Saint, according to the observations of our subordinates, we should not have exposed our identity. Zuo Yi has become famous in the past year, and he may have just been tired of hiding his real name and did not want to be tired of his reputation.

But no matter what, the Holy Aunt should not interact with him again in the future. After all, the Songshan Sect is hostile to our God Cult and has no power."
Chapter completed!