The gentle breeze blows through the willows, and the fragrance of flowers is intoxicating. It is the time of spring.

Lin Tianheng looked at the green water and green mountains in front of him, secretly sighing at the power and magic of the system.

"Ancestor?" Lin Yicong faintly woke up after being pointed out by Lin Tianheng. Then he found that he had arrived in a strange place and couldn't help but exclaimed.

"No need to panic." Lin Tianheng said.

Seeing Lin Tianheng standing not far from him, Lin Yicong immediately calmed down. He stood up, patted the dust on his body, and said respectfully: "May I ask, ancestor, why is this?"

"This place is far away from Da Qi and should be a country called Ming Dynasty." Lin Tianheng explained.

The world Lin Tianheng chose was "Swordsman". He believed that the place where the system teleported should not be too outrageous and should be within the Ming Dynasty where the story takes place.

"Da Ming?" Lin Yicong touched his head and carefully searched for the geographical knowledge in his mind, but found nothing in the end.

"Don't think about it. This place is far away from Daqi, thousands of rivers and mountains. You must have never heard of it." Lin Tianheng said, he didn't want to expose the secrets of the world yet.

"Yes." Lin Yicong obediently submitted to Lin Tianheng's majesty.

"There are people ahead, let's ask for directions first." Lin Tianheng saw smoke rising from a stove not far away, and rushed in that direction with Lin Yicong.

This is a small village with only a dozen households.

Lin Tianheng handed over the task of asking for directions to Lin Yicong, who happily performed the task, but ultimately returned in despair.

"What's wrong?" Lin Tianheng asked.

"Ancestor, Cong'er can't understand the other party's language. It seems that Da Ming and I don't understand each other's language." Lin Yicong whispered.

Lin Tianheng touched his forehead and thought that he was really old and confused. How could Lin Yicong know the language of this other world? He had to do it himself.

In just one cup of tea, Lin Tianheng came back.

"Ancestor, what did you ask?" Lin Yicong asked cautiously, fearing that Lin Tianheng would think he was not doing things well.

Lin Tianheng coughed twice and said seriously: "This is the south, let's just go north."

"My ancestor is indeed very knowledgeable. He can even understand the language of such a remote place. Cong'er is really impressed." Lin Yicong saw that Lin Tianheng had no intention of blaming him, so he hurriedly offered a set of rainbow farts.

Lin Tianheng smiled calmly, but said in his heart: 'Yuan Bo is a fart, I can't understand a word of the dialect, it must be in the south!'

So, the two men immediately headed north, and soon they arrived at a large city, Fuzhou City.

"So this is where the plot begins." Lin Tianheng's heart moved slightly. Although it was more than a hundred years ago, some of the things he had seen were still deeply etched in his mind.

After the two entered the city, Lin Tianheng took Lin Yicong to a teahouse. After ordering a pot of tea, they quietly listened to the conversations of the people around them.

Lin Tianheng has reached the realm of Grand Master, and has long been involved in spiritual practice. With the blessing of spiritual power, he can learn languages ​​very quickly, and he has learned all the Ming Dynasty Mandarin in one morning.

At Lin Tianheng's request, Lin Yicong also worked hard to learn the Ming Dynasty Mandarin. He was still young and learned the language quickly. Coupled with Lin Tianheng's guidance, he was soon able to conduct simple conversations in the Ming Dynasty Mandarin.

afternoon.

Lin Tianheng took Lin Yicong to the old house of the Lin family. This Lin family is not the other Lin family. This is the ancestral home of the Lin family of the Fuwei Escort Agency, and it is also the place where the "Evil Sword Manual" is hidden.

The location of the Lin family's old house is in Xiangyang Lane. It is not difficult to find out. At this time, the Fuwei Escort Agency has not suffered the disaster of annihilation, and the sword manual is still hidden in the Buddhist hall in the old house. Lin Tianheng was a little curious about the sword manual, so

Come here to take a look.

Lin Tianheng's figure is like lightning. Even if he is carrying a person, he will never be noticed by others.

Entering the Buddhist hall, Lin Tianheng flicked his sleeves, and the sword manual hidden above the statue of Bodhidharma fell into his hands.

"Ancestor, what is this?" Lin Yicong looked at the cassock in Lin Tianheng's hand and asked curiously.

"A sword manual." As he said this, Lin Tianheng opened his cassock and saw the words at the beginning: "Wulin rules the roost, wields the sword from the palace."

Lin Tianheng continued to look down. The sword moves were indeed strange and unpredictable, and the mental methods were indeed unique. However, judging from his level, this martial arts was just that.

This method not only fails to cultivate the spiritual path, but also has the disadvantage of distorting human nature. Even if you practice the complete version of the "Sunflower Book", it will be difficult to become a master, let alone the subsequent great master and heavenly realm.

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It's okay to train some ordinary father-in-laws, but it's really not worth the gain to train family disciples.

"Sword manual." Lin Yicong was not interested. He was a swordsman and had no interest in swords.

Lin Tianheng felt the disappointment in Lin Yicong's tone and glanced at him vaguely. Even if you wanted to practice, your ancestor would not harm his descendants like this.

'Fortunately, there is another quick method in this world, otherwise for the sake of longevity, I can only...' Lin Tianheng said secretly.

Lin Yicong's lower body felt inexplicably cold when he was glanced at by Lin Tianheng. Little did he know that his little brother was just a little bit away from dying on the spot.

After reading the sword manual, Lin Tianheng exhaled his energy, put it back in its original position, and then floated away with Lin Yicong.

After looking at his life span of less than ten months, Lin Tianheng felt that it was necessary to speed up the progress, so he bought two fast horses and prepared to travel day and night to the West Lake Meizhuang.

Due to some delay in buying horses, when the two of them left Fuzhou City, the sky was already dark.

Before he had run ten miles, Lin Tianheng saw a drinking trick on the roadside. With a thought in his mind, he stopped Lin Yicong, who was galloping on his horse, and went inside to have a glass of thin wine.

The two of them had just sat down, but before they drank the wine, they heard the sound of horse hoofbeats coming from far away. Lin Tianheng clearly heard that the people coming were five people and five horses.

"Where's Lao Cai? Why don't you come out to lead the horse?"

A loud voice came from outside the door. Lin Tianheng smiled and took a sip of his wine. He knew that the person coming was the unlucky young Lin Pingzhi, the head of the Fuwei Escort Agency.

The plot begins!

Lin Pingzhi was a polite man. When he saw the elder Lin Tianheng, he bowed slightly and then sat down.

Lin Tianheng couldn't help but have a better impression of Lin Pingzhi, and thought that it would be a good idea to help him next.

Lin Pingzhi and others asked for three kilograms of bamboo leaves and greens, and handed over what they had hunted today to the store, which was quite generous.

When everyone was preparing to have a drink, there was the sound of horse hoofbeats again, and two horses came running from the official road in the north, much faster than Lin Pingzhi and others.

Suddenly, two horses arrived outside the hotel, and only one person was heard saying: "There is a hotel here, go and have a drink!"

Lin Tianheng raised his eyelids and took a look, knowing that this was a ghost sent to his door. One of these two people was Yu Renyan, the son of Yu Canghai, the leader of the Qingcheng Sect. If he had not intervened, this person would have died at the hands of Lin Pingzhi.

Yu Canghai, who had always coveted the Lin family's "Evil Sword Manual", started to attack, which led to the subsequent massacre of the Fuwei Escort Agency.

As soon as the two entered the door, they started teasing the store girl played by Yue Lingshan. Lin Pingzhi couldn't stand it because she was young and energetic, so she stood up for Yue Lingshan.

When the two groups disagreed, they started fighting, causing chaos in the restaurant.

Old God Lin Tianheng was sitting and drinking wine comfortably. Lin Yicong saw his ancestor acting like this, so naturally he would not intervene rashly.

The calm behavior of the old man and the young man immediately attracted the attention of Laudno, who was pretending to be the store owner Sa. He guessed that the two of them must have some background. Otherwise, they would not look like a mountain collapsed without changing their expressions.

appearance.

Although Lin Tianheng remained motionless, he was always paying attention to the fighting in the field. Several people were fighting from inside the house to outside. Seeing Lin Pingzhi being captured by Yu Renyan, he couldn't help but frown slightly.

"Ancestor, Cong'er, please go take care of these annoying guys." Lin Yicong noticed Lin Tianheng's frowning expression and immediately volunteered.

"Go." Lin Tianheng picked up the wine glass and said calmly.

"Yes, ancestor." After saying that, Lin Yicong stood up and walked towards the seven people who were in a mess.

"Little brother, don't go there."

Although Yue Lingshan couldn't understand the Daqi dialect used by Lin Tianheng in their conversation, she couldn't help but give a warning when she saw a young man like Lin Yicong walking towards the seven people fighting.

"Don't worry." Lin Yicong smiled at Yue Lingshan and said in Ming Dynasty Mandarin mixed with local accent.
Chapter completed!