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"Yes, because I am still being hunted by the Qingcheng faction and cannot show my true face."

Hunchback, oh no, Lin Pingzhi said aloud, cupping his hands towards Ling Feng and Lingxi.

After learning that the guy in front of him was Lin Ping, Ling Feng began to look at him constantly.

In Swordsman, Lin Pingzhi has to be said to be a tragic figure.

He was born into a wealthy family. It can be said that he was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. Everyone in the Fuwei Escort Agency held him in their hands and in their hearts.

In such an environment, Lin Pingzhi did not grow into that kind of playboy, but became a chivalrous, righteous, kind and filial boy.

If there were no Qingcheng sect, he would have become a respected hero if he grew up safely.

But now, Fuwei Escort Bureau has been destroyed, and Lin Pingzhi's mentality will also undergo some changes.

"You are the son of the Fuwei Escort Agency, so do you know how to ward off evil spirits with swordsmanship? According to what my senior brother said before, the ward off evil spirits with swordsmanship is so powerful, how could you not defeat the Qingcheng sect?"

Lingxi glanced at the people of the Qingcheng Sect in the distance and said aloud.

"I'm ashamed to say that although I know some evil-repelling sword skills, I can't bring out the full strength of the evil-repelling sword skills, so I ended up in this situation."

Lin Pingzhi sighed and spoke out.

"Evil-proof swordsmanship must be practiced with mental skills."

At this time, Ling Feng spoke.

"Does it mean, Taoist Priest, that you also know how to ward off evil swords?"

When Lin Pingzhi heard this, he hurriedly looked at Ling Feng.

After listening to Lin Pingzhi's words, Ling Feng's expression suddenly became a little stiff.

Lin Pingzhi didn't know what the evil-repelling sword technique was, so didn't Ling Feng know it too?

The first sentence of the Zhong Gong method is that if you want to practice this skill, you must first go to the palace.

"I don't understand, but I know some elements of the evil-proofing sword technique."

Lingfeng adjusted his mentality and said aloud.

"Please clarify my doubts, Taoist Priest. If possible, by then I will have mastered the evil-proof swordsmanship, and I will definitely respond to the Taoist Priest with all my strength."

Lin Pingzhi clasped his fists at Ling Feng, lowered his head and said.

"Are you sure you want to practice evil-proofing swordsmanship?"

Ling Feng glanced at Lin Ping.

"Sure."

Lin Pingzhi nodded his head heavily and said decisively.

"The first sentence in the chapter on the Evil-Escaping Sword Technique is that if you want to practice this technique, you must first practice it in the palace. Are you sure you want to practice it?"

Ling Feng said aloud.

"Taoist Priest, are you trying to trick me? If you really want to commit suicide, how did my grandfather give birth to my father?"

Lin Pingzhi's face darkened and he said with some displeasure.

After all, Ling Feng's words were equivalent to scolding Lin Pingzhi, so Lin Pingzhi reacted like this.

"It's up to you whether you believe it or not, but I can teach you some martial arts first. Do you want to learn it or not?"

After Ling Feng finished speaking, he poured the water from the teacup onto the table.

Then he stretched out his fingers and split the tea pool on the table into two, creating two pools of tea on the left and right.

"Taoist priest, what are you doing?"

Lin Pingzhi looked at Ling Feng's movements and asked in confusion.

"Just keep an eye on it."

After Ling Feng finished speaking, he slapped his left hand directly on the table.

Then under the gazes of Lin Pingzhi and Lingxi, the pool of tea on the right side of the table began to evaporate, while the pool of tea on the left side remained exactly the same as before.

"this……"

Lin Pingzhi looked at the tea on the table and was suddenly surprised.

Chapter 373 Apprenticeship (Additional update)

The inner strength displayed by Ling Feng was already astonishing in Lin Pingzhi's eyes.

The order on the table just now should be Ling Feng's left hand, then the puddle of tea on the left, and then the puddle of tea on the right.

Then Ling Feng's left hand was gently placed on the table, and then all the tea on the right evaporated.

There was a puddle of tea in the middle.

This shows how advanced and skillful Ling Feng is at controlling his internal energy.

"What do you think of my hand?"

Ling Feng glanced at Lin Pingzhi beside him and asked aloud.

"High, really high."

Lin Pingzhi said with excitement.

If he could become Ling Feng's disciple and possess such power, then he would be able to avenge his family.

So after seeing Ling Feng's operation, Lin Pingzhi didn't care about what Ling Feng said before about the evil sword technique.

Now he just wants to quickly become Ling Feng's disciple so that he can work hard to learn martial arts.

"Taoist Priest Yuhuazi, you just said you wanted to teach me martial arts. Do you really mean what you said?"

Lin Pingzhi tried his best to calm down and asked Ling Feng aloud.

Now he was just afraid that Ling Feng would laugh and say what he just said was just for his own fun.

If that was really the case, then Lin Pingzhi might faint from anger.

"It counts, of course it counts."

Ling Feng nodded his head and said aloud.

"Then master, please accept my disciple's bow."

When Lin Pingzhi heard this, his eyes burst out with an eager look.

He hurriedly wiped his face with his sleeve, tore off several plasters on his face, and then turned the corners of his mouth back.

At the same time, he slowly took off a small package from his back.

Lin Pingzhi was still looking like an ugly hunchback just now, but now he has taken off all the decorations.

Lin Pingzhi naturally returned to his previous majestic appearance.

"Master, this is all my disciple's belongings. Please accept it."

Lin Pingzhi opened the small package, placed it in front of Ling Feng, and spoke eagerly.

"No, you should keep these things for yourself."

Ling Feng just glanced at it and knew what was inside the small package.

The little package contained nothing but money and jewelry.

Ling Feng and Ling Xi usually stayed at the Taoist temple to practice. Even if they had to go shopping, Ling Feng would exchange some things from the mountains with people in the villages and towns.

Therefore, the money Lin Pingzhi took out was of little use to Ling Feng.

"Master, what are you doing?"

When Lin Pingzhi saw that Ling Feng did not accept the gift, he suddenly panicked.

In this world, if you want to become a disciple, you must give gifts to the master.

These rituals are called Shuxiu.

If the teacher does not accept Shu Xiu, it means that the teacher does not want to accept this disciple.

Lin Pingzhi was born into a wealthy family, so he naturally understood these principles.

So when he saw that Ling Feng didn't accept his small package, his heart suddenly dropped.

"If you want to be repaired, just serve me tea."

Ling Feng pointed to the teacup on the table and said calmly.

"yes!"

When Lin Pingzhi heard this, he immediately became excited. He stood up quickly, picked up the teapot in his hand, poured seven minutes full into Ling Feng's tea cup, and then held it to Ling Feng.

"Isn't this the home of the young master of Fuwei Escort Agency? How dare you come here? Aren't you afraid that we will stab you to death with a sword?"

At this time, the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect sitting on one side looked at Lin Pingzhi who was serving tea, and they all gathered around and said sternly.

Because the voices of these Qingcheng Sect disciples are really loud.

So it immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the hall.

And after they heard what the Qingshan Sect disciples said, they all started talking.

Nothing else.

Because the influence of the Fuwei Escort Agency being wiped out a while ago was too great.

Moreover, the young master of the Fuwei Escort Agency, who had gone somewhere in the rumors, also appeared here. All things combined, everyone's eyes have always been on Lin Pingzhi.

"My name is Yu Huazi, and my common name is Ling Feng. She is your uncle, Ling Xi. As for your Taoist name, I will give it to you when I get back."

Lingfeng ignored those Qingcheng sect people, but pointed at Lingxi beside him and said aloud.

"Disciple Lin Pingzhi has met his master and his uncle."

When Lin Pingzhi heard this, he ignored those people and bowed directly to Ling Feng and Lingxi.

"The young master from Fuwei Escort actually went to be the apprentice of a Taoist priest in his twenties. Is this true or false?"

"Who are those two guys? Can they actually be the masters of the young master of Fuwei Escort Agency?"

"Maybe it's just two embroidered pillows, just to trick him."

Seeing this, the onlookers started talking one after another.

Through the observations just now, everyone also understood that Lin Pingzhi was serving tea to Ling Feng, which also meant that Ling Feng was now Lin Pingzhi's master.

"Hey, young master, can he also be your master? I told you, his small body is not big enough for me to fight with one hand."

"So I advise you to leave as soon as possible before it's too late. How about you join our Qingcheng sect and become a fifth-generation disciple?"

The disciples of the Qingcheng Sect looked at Ling Feng and Lin Pingzhi and laughed.

Judging from their words, they were humiliating Lin Pingzhi.

"You guys!"

After all, Lin Pingzhi was just a young and energetic young man, so when he was provoked by the Qingcheng faction, he directly raised his finger and pointed at one of them.

But soon, Lin Pingzhi put his finger down again and stopped looking at the disciples of the Qingcheng Sect.

"What are you? It seems that you are a coward. You don't even dare to take action. This is much worse than before."

The disciples of the Qingcheng Sect suddenly burst out laughing again.

The look in their eyes was full of contempt.

"Is this what you Qingcheng Sect disciples look like?"

Ling Feng drank all the tea in his hand, then stood up and looked up at the group of Qingcheng Sect disciples.

When those guys met Ling Feng's gaze, they all took a step back involuntarily.

Ling Feng's gaze was terrifying, like a tiger descending from the mountain, making them feel tremendous pressure.

"Who are you?"

At this time, a Qingcheng Sect disciple mustered up the courage, took a step forward, and asked.

"My name? You are not qualified to ask."