Chapter 22 The thief's head is slaughtered, and the dust is tentative!
Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.
In Lin's Escort Bureau, Cui Jichang, the bandit leader of Yanyun Mountain who was shocked by Ji Qiu's finger, was looking at him with an aggrieved face and kept questioning him, wishing he could stab him with a sword. Lin Qinghai wore the clothes, but his bones were strong, he just sneered and said:
"Old man, do you really think that no one in the Lin family knows about this?"
Cui Jichang originally thought that he was a top-notch expert, but he came to destroy a mere escort bureau in a county or county.
But what he never expected was that this small place would actually be home to a crouching tiger, hidden dragon, and an innate martial arts master who was truly accomplished in martial arts!
This time, he recklessly led his brothers into a collision, which was like a sheep in the tiger's mouth. Hearing the familiar screams from the outside world, his heart had already sunk to the bottom.
It only takes a moment for him to understand what he has gained through years of experience.
This time, I was in trouble.
However, although he was filled with hatred in his heart, Cui Jichang was also merciless. He looked at Lin Qinghai, whose face kept changing and gradually became ugly, and continued to mock:
"Times have changed, and it has been nearly a hundred years. However, Lin Yufu, the martial arts myth who once shocked the world of Daqian and defeated thousands of armies with his own strength, has lost the reputation of Daqian and has gone from prosperity to decline. But are you an ancestor?!"
"Hahaha, Master Lin, guess you and I have no grievances in the past. Why do I want to bring my brothers down the mountain today to commit murder in your Lin Mansion?"
"Of course it's because an expert has found out the traces of your Lin family and specially ordered me to come and take away all the inheritance of the martial arts myth!"
"You, the Lin family, have a wealth of treasures, but you don't even have the qualifications to practice. If you are guilty of carrying a jade, you are causing trouble. Even if you kill me today, it will not be of any use."
"The person behind me is an old master in this huge world. You are just a small family, you might as well spend money to eliminate disasters. As long as I get your family's martial arts today, I will leave immediately and never come to disturb you again. What do you think? "
Cui Jichang struggled to hold up his arms, breathing heavily, and followed the middle-aged man in front of him to discuss with a gloomy face.
His words made Lin Qinghai's face turn completely pale, and his expression began to become a little uncertain.
Exposed!
Lin Yufu, the ancestor of the Lin family, was once a legend in the martial arts world of Daqian a hundred years ago. One man and one sword could break armor a thousand and seven times, completely subverting the world's view of the dynasty and the world.
It was also from then on that the awe of the imperial power among the increasingly powerful martial arts families and sects from all over the world was weakened to an extreme.
This legend of the martial arts changed an era with one person's power!
However, even the most magnificent person could not successfully cross the chasm between the immortal and the mortal.
Without having a spiritual body, even if one has practiced martial arts to the realm of transformation, which is comparable to the later stages of Qi refining, it will not be enough before the foundation building stage.
By the time he was on the verge of death, perhaps it was because he was young and wild and had no education.
There was no one who could be reused by the descendants of the Lin family. In the end, they had no choice but to carry on the inheritance of his swordsmanship and find a remote place to live in seclusion to avoid disasters for their disciples.
To this day, it has been three generations and a hundred years old.
It's a pity that paper can't cover the fire after all. Even as time goes by, traces of the past are still found.
This Cui Jichang is undoubtedly the leading bird among them!
Holding the hilt of the sword, Lin Qinghai's mind was filled with confusion.
"When things have progressed to this point, what should we do?"
"My ancestors traveled across the world in the past, and the grudges and Liangzi they created almost offended many major sects. Although most of them have disappeared, those who are still left behind are countless martial arts masters!"
"If those people find me, my Lin family lineage will surely come to an end!"
Thinking of this, Lin Qinghai became more and more anxious. Finally, he suddenly lifted Cui Jichang's collar, then put the long sword in front of his throat, and said sharply:
"You dare to talk nonsense when you are about to die. Tell me the identity of the person behind you today, and I will spare your life!"
"Don't bargain with me, come here quickly!"
Being pulled violently by Lin Qinghai, Cui Jichang felt short of breath for a moment. After coughing repeatedly, he replied in a gloomy tone:
"In today's Daqian martial arts world, the seven sects and five sects are the leaders, and the person who found traces of your Lin family is none other than Yan Heng, the martial arts genius of the Yueshan sect, one of the seven sects!"
"Who is Yan Heng? He is currently the tenth-ranked grandmaster in the grandmaster tree. He has few rivals in the world. How can you, the Lin family, survive if he targets you?"
"So you'd better listen to my advice and show your sword skills with both hands to avoid more disasters."
"Or do you think that the young monk's Taoism is better than that of Yan Heng, who has been immersed in martial arts for decades? What a joke!"
"Maybe that young monk came here with an eye on your family's inheritance?"
“It’s hard to say that people’s hearts are separated from each other by their stomachs!”
The disheveled Cui Jichang kept watching Lin Qinghai's expression changes. When he saw clearly that the middle-aged man in front of him was becoming more and more hesitant, he couldn't help but strike while the iron was hot.
But at this moment, a young man walking quickly from a distance disrupted all his plans.
The visitor was wearing a green shirt, his clothes were disheveled, and his face was anxious, but there was no surprise on his face. He obviously knew the whole story in advance.
"Father, don't listen to his deceptions!"
"Yes, our Lin family is inherited from the ancestors of the Yufu family, and it is true that there is a legacy of swordsmanship, but if our clan is to offer swordsmanship today, wouldn't it be equivalent to tying one's hands and killing someone with just one's neck?!"
"You gangsters are rampant and don't care about other people's lives. Just after getting the news, you want to destroy all members of my Lin's bodyguard bureau. Right now, my bodyguard bureau has lost many of its brothers to death because of this matter. You are so decisive in killing people. You are so timid, how can I believe you when you call me Lin?!"
"Yes, Master Zhenru just came to our Lin family a few days ago. We don't know anything about his background. However, everything he does shows the demeanor of a master. Now that the secret is exposed today and the inheritance is not guaranteed, then I Mrs. Lin would rather leave the inheritance in his hands than give it to you, the evil thief and the person behind it!"
"Pooh!"
Lin Yu walked over. At this time, he walked through the outer courtyard and understood the general story of what happened.
It was precisely because he knew that all the events today were due to Ji Qiu's single-handed effort to turn the tide and save the tragedy, that's why he looked so angry.
The young man, who has only lived for more than ten years in his life, is still in his prime. At this time, he has not experienced the blood feud that is destined for him, so he naturally hates the actions of these thieves.
Killing to pay for one's life, debts to pay back money, how can there be such a thing as shamelessly demanding inheritance after committing evil deeds?
After hearing his son's words, Lin Qinghai suddenly realized that this was indeed the case.
Since the Yueshan Sect's Grand Master called this Yanyun Mountain bandit here, he obviously wanted to destroy his entire Lin family.
If we were to sacrifice our inheritance and the family's wealth and life, wouldn't we be giving it all to others?!
no!
As Lin Yu said, even if it is really impossible to protect it, it is better to hand over the inheritance of swordsmanship to a young monk who has innate cultivation at a young age than to give it to a sanctimonious person!
After thinking about it in his mind, Lin Qinghai let out a breath, raised his head, and saw the young monk who had solved all the problems, returning from the front hall.
At this time, the noise of the outside thieves had all come to an end.
Chapter completed!