However, Xu Xiufeng did not agree immediately, but frowned slightly and did not speak.

The next moment, Lin Beichen casually threw a very simple thread-bound book in front of Xu Xiufeng: "No, this is the practice method I gave to the Xu family."

""Ling Yun's Hands"?"

Looking at the five large characters written in a thread-bound book, Xu Xiufeng frowned slightly and subconsciously flipped through a few pages, but suddenly took a breath of cold air, and his eyes were filled with horror in an instant.

"This...this..."

"Yesterday during the battle at White Snake Pagoda, I also know a little bit about your Xu family's cultivation method. This "Ling Yun Shuangshou" is somewhat similar to the way your Xu family rose up. I have slightly improved the method.

, it is more suitable for you Xu family members to perform, and there will be no rejection reaction."

"Improvement!"

Suddenly, Xu Xiufeng looked at Lin Beichen as if he were looking at a monster. This technique was different from ordinary things. Even if he only glanced at Xu Xiufeng for a few times, he was sure that this technique was better than the cultivation techniques passed down by the Xu family.

But they are not at the same level at all. If you want to compare your own skills with this "Ling Yun Shuangshou", it will be just a few pages of blank paper, not worth mentioning.

It is not easy to collect such a mysterious skill. Anyone who obtains such a skill will try every means to hide it, for fear of being coveted by others, or even causing death for himself.

But the young man in front of him threw the technique to him so easily, without even the slightest bit of distress on his face, as if he had thrown away a piece of waste paper at random.

If you are not a fool with such a mind, then you simply have no regard for this kind of practice!

Not to mention, being able to make improvements in this technique. Improvement is a simple word, but there are only a handful of people who can do it.

Each one of them is a decisive person who can establish a sect!

But how old is this young man in front of him? How could he be in such a state?

Xu Xiufeng stared blankly at the annotations that could be seen everywhere in the book. Xu Xiufeng felt his mouth was dry for a while. Looking meaningfully at the shocked faces of Ye Tiangang and Li Buhuan, he was already horrified in his heart.

What is the background of Lin Beichen? Who is the force behind him?

But regardless of the strength hidden behind Lin Beichen, the demeanor and posture he showed at this moment had already frightened Xu Xiufeng, a hundred-year-old man.

"Mr. Lin, the old...junior Xu Xiufeng really can't bear this technique!"

Immediately, Xu Xiufeng hurriedly and respectfully handed the technique to Lin Beichen, his old hands trembling slightly when they were stretched out.

This kind of teaching is enough to be called a master!

"It doesn't matter. I, Lin Beichen, gave away the things I never thought about getting back. Besides, it's just an ordinary exercise book, it's nothing."

Even though he said this, Xu Xiufeng's face was filled with shock. He suddenly took a breath and was speechless for a moment.

"Although I can give this skill to your Xu family, I have a condition. I need something from your Xu family in exchange." As he said this, Lin Beichen smiled lightly and held out a finger.

"What?" Xu Xiufeng's heart suddenly tightened. He thought for a long time but couldn't think of anything that could be comparable to this technique.

Could it be that we should exchange it for the Kexuanjin fruit tree? No, that fruit tree was passed down from our ancestors, so you can’t exchange it for anything!

Holding the book "Ling Yun Shuangquan Shuang" with trembling hands, Xu Xiufeng had already made a decision in his heart.

If Lin Beichen really wanted to exchange the Mysterious Gold Fruit Tree, he would not agree to it no matter what. Even if he risked his life, he would still have to compete with Lin Beichen to keep this Mysterious Gold for future generations of the Xu family.

Golden fruit tree.

However, what Lin Beichen said next really made Xu Xiufeng suddenly stunned.

"Don't be so nervous. I don't want to exchange the black gold fruit tree. That thing is dry and will only bear fruit once in five hundred years. I'm not interested."

As if he had read Xu Xiufeng's thoughts, Lin Beichen smiled and shook his head, then continued: "In exchange, I only want a bell passed down from your Xu family."

"Soul-soothing bell?!"

Xu Xiufeng felt his brain buzzing, and his face was suddenly filled with panic:

"This bell has been passed down in my Xu family for hundreds of years. Only a few people in the family know about it. It has not been spread to the outside world. Where did Mr. Lin come from? And..." After a pause, Xu Xiufeng frowned slightly and looked meaningfully.

Looking at Lin Beichen, his tone couldn't help but become much lower:

"Moreover, this soul-suppressing bell is missing a corner and has no effect. It can't be called a magical weapon! Mr. Lin, you..."

"Don't look at me like that. I'm not interested in the secrets of your Xu family. It's just that this soul-suppressing bell is useful to me. It's just a decoration at best in your Xu family. You can decide for yourself whether to change it or not."

As he said this, Lin Beichen leaned back on the chair comfortably without looking at Xu Xiufeng, and continued to play with the teacup in his hand without speaking again.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little subtle.

Xu Xiufeng looked at the "Ling Yun Shuangquan Hands" in his hand that made him feel heart-beating, and then looked in the direction of the Xu family ancestral hall. His face was full of anxiety, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Lin Beichen did not rush him, and watched with interest as Xu Xiufeng thought in pain. As time passed, Xu Xiufeng's face became increasingly ugly.

Change it or not!

If he changes to this technique, his Xu family's status in Hangzhou can rise rapidly. Even with the heavy losses from the powerful younger generations, they can rise quickly. Not surprisingly, they can directly overtake the other two major families.

of limelight.

At that time, not only can the two major families be annexed, from now on, the Xu family will be the dominant family in Hangzhou, but they will also be able to occupy the Xuanjin Fruit that protects the New Year greetings.

From this point of view, there are many benefits.

But the soul-suppressing bell has been passed down in the Xu family for hundreds of years. Although it is not a heirloom, and a piece of the bell is broken, it is a relic of the predecessors after all. Can it really be replaced so easily?

Xu Xiufeng was very anxious, but he still couldn't make up his mind.

Seeing this, Lin Beichen raised his eyebrows and suddenly smiled: "Since the ancestor of the Xu family can't make up his mind, I think I'll let this opportunity pass. Little Lizi, take the technique away. The Xu family doesn't want it. I think the other two families should."

No one doesn’t want it.”

"Yes." Li Buhuan responded, and immediately stretched out his hand to grab the technique in Xu Xiufeng's hand.

"etc!"

At this moment, Xu Xiufeng's body was trembling violently. Before Li Buhuan could touch the technique with his fingers, he suddenly put his hands behind his back, as if he would fight with anyone who dared to grab him.

The next moment, Xu Xiufeng rushed behind Lin Beichen who had already walked to the door. Without saying a word, he knelt down in front of Lin Beichen.

"Mr. Lin, oh no, I, Xu Xiufeng, will never forget Senior Lin's great kindness. I will send someone to get you the soul-suppressing bell right away!" After saying that, he shouted hurriedly without waiting to get up:

"Xianchen, go get the soul-suppressing bell from the ancestral hall and give it to Senior Lin!"

"Ancestor, that's..."

"Go quickly!" Before Xu Xianchen could finish his words, Xu Xiufeng became furious and roared, and Xu Xianchen did not dare to say anything more.

After a while, accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps, Xu Xianchen hurried to the living room, and in his hand was an object wrapped in red cloth.

Before entering the door, Xu Xianchen was stunned when he saw that the dignified ancestor of the Xu family was kneeling in front of Lin Beichen. Just as he was about to speak, Xu Xiufeng glared at him fiercely. With a smooth move, the red cloth in Xu Xianchen's hand flew to the ground in an instant.

In his hands.

"Senior, this is the soul-soothing bell that has been worshiped by the Xu family for hundreds of years. Please accept it." As he said that, Xu Xiufeng hurriedly opened the red cloth and sent it to Lin Beichen, but his face was slightly embarrassed.

I saw a bronze bell that was only about the size of my thumb placed inside the red cloth. The bell was covered with patterns and looked very simple. The whole body was covered with patina. It was probably a thousand years old. Although the bronze bell was missing a corner, no matter how it shook,

There was no sound at all.

If this kind of thing were placed in the antique world, it would be a treasure that could cause a sensation! But compared with that technique, it is still inferior.

If Lin Beichen hadn't asked for this bell by name, he really wouldn't have been able to get it!
Chapter completed!