Mistress, I am a real gentleman

Only Lin Pingzhi knew.

The fine iron giant sword merged with the 24 bright moonlit night bridges.

became a ball.

This sphere was lying quietly in his system space right now.

This ball can be turned into various musical instruments and used by Lin Pingzhi.

And it's all included.

Xiao is the sword in the Xiao.

The qin has qin needles.

Even the suona can be used as a blow-arrow.

have to say.

The system is really awesome.

"Ding, don't think that the host praises this system, this system can let you do whatever you want!"

Lin Pingzhi was speechless.

But that didn't affect his mood in the slightest.

Zuo Lengchan saw the giant iron sword disappear.

His face was very ugly.

This Nima!

What happened?

Why is it a great sword.

It has been released in Songshan School for hundreds of years.

Just disappear like this?

This is too unbelievable.

But now Lin Pingzhi is in front of him.

He could only endure.

Of course, he never thought that Lin Pingzhi was responsible for all this.

This is something unthinkable.

then.

Since then, the Songshan School's big seat in Lianjianping has been empty.

Lin Pingzhi was delighted.

But his face was very flat.

He walked towards the main hall of the Songshan School step by step.

At this moment, Zuo Lengchan suppressed the shock in his heart.

Because Lin Pingzhi is here.

Zuo Lengchan put his hands behind his back.

He looked at Lin Pingzhi quietly.

The triple checkpoint he arranged earlier.

I never thought that I could trap Lin Pingzhi.

It's just that he didn't expect that Lin Pingzhi was unscathed.

Take it easy!

Squeeze out a smile.

Zuo Lengchan stepped down from the first seat.

Walking towards Lin Pingzhi head-on.

"Nephew Lin, why did you suddenly come to my Songshan School?"

Zuo Lengchan asked with a knowing look and said:

"I don't want people to send greeting cards, so I can send you, Uncle Ding, to pick you up the mountain."

Hearing Zuo Lengchan's words, Lin Pingzhi sneered in his heart.

Is this just rewriting the previous story?

And let yourself send greetings?

Is this self-confidence?

If you want to play, I will play with you.

Looking at Zuo Lengchan, Lin Pingzhi also had a hearty smile on his face.

"Lin Pingzhi, pay homage to Master Zuo."

Although he said goodbye.

But Lin Pingzhi stood upright, neither humble nor overbearing.

It's fine if you don't clap your fists.

Not even nodding.

The so-called goodbye.

But it's just word of mouth.

Zuo Lengchan's teeth itch.

But he endured it and kept his demeanor.

"Nephew Lin, please sit down." Zuo Lengchan forced a smile.

He stretched out his hand gracefully, pointed to the last position, and gave it to Lin Pingzhi.

After speaking, he turned around and walked to his seat.

Lin Pingzhi glanced at the location Zuo Lengchan arranged for him.

I thought to myself, is this Zuo Lengchan's trick?

The main hall of the Songshan School is very large.

It is much larger than the main hall in Huashan.

Lin Pingzhi's last seat was not far from the door.

It can be said that there is a big difference from Zuo Lengchan's first place.

However, in the magnificent main hall of Songshan Mountain.

Except for Lin Pingzhi.

There are only three people.

Zuo Lengchan, Ding Mian and emptiness.

When Lin Pingzhi broke into the Buddhist scriptures pavilion yesterday.

He has seen emptiness.

But emptiness didn't make a move.

But as a monk of the empty generation in Shaolin Temple.

At least much better than Fang Sheng.

The monks of Shaolin Temple like to stand on the highest point of morality and give pointers.

A smile appeared on the corner of Lin Pingzhi's mouth.

His lips parted slightly.

Lin Pingzhi's voice was surrounded by internal force.

It directly forced into Zuo Lengchan's ear.

Zuo Lengchan was planning to go back and sit with confidence.

But suddenly Lin Pingzhi's voice came from next to his ear.

"Zuo Lengchan, fuck your mother!"

Zuo Lengchan suddenly lost his composure.

He turned his head and pointed directly at Lin Pingzhi.

"Lin Pingzhi, I want to kill your whole family!"

Zuo Lengchan yelled furiously.

This scene stunned Ding Mian and Kong Xing for a moment.

Why did the handsome Zuo Lengchan suddenly become furious?

Lin Pingzhi looked at Zuo Lengchan, and looked at Zuo Lengchan innocently.

"Uncle Zuo, what did I do? Why are you angry?"

"How dare you scold me!"

Zuo Lengchan shouted loudly.

He wished he could draw out his sword and stab Lin Pingzhi to death.

"I didn't say anything."

Lin Pingzhi spread his hands, very innocent.

"If you don't believe me, ask Uncle Ding and that master."

Lin Pingzhi pointed the finger at emptiness.

Zuo Lengchan immediately looked at Ding Mian.

Ding Mian's face was a little ugly.

He kept silent, just shook his head towards Zuo Lengchan.

Because he didn't hear Lin Pingzhi speak.

On the contrary, Zuo Lengchan was stunned for a moment.

Didn't Ding Mian hear it?

Zuo Lengchan looked towards Kongxing again.

Kongxing saw Zuo Lengchan looking towards him.

He quickly stood up.

"Amitabha." Kongxing put his palms together and recited a Buddha's name.

Lin Pingzhi looked at Kongxing, he wanted to see what kind of attitude this monk had.

"Left benefactor, you must have an illusion."

Kong Xing said with a smile.

This made Lin Pingzhi stunned for a moment.

He didn't expect emptiness to say that.

However, just when Lin Pingzhi had a good impression of emptiness.

Emptiness spoke again.

"However, I do know that there is a technique called sound transmission."

Saying that, Kong Xing looked at Lin Pingzhi.

"Presumably, Lin Shaoxia, is using this kind of kung fu?"

Lin Pingzhi understood.

Even a great monk like emptiness.

It is also the same as the people in South Shaolin.

Fortunately, he didn't know that Mo Zunlou was also himself.

Otherwise, emptiness may directly attack.

I have to shut myself down for decades.

"The master was joking, I don't know this kind of kung fu."

Lin Pingzhi said lightly.

He wouldn't admit it foolishly.

After all, her identity as Su Mingyue has been exposed.

One's own good name still needs to be maintained.

But Zuo Lengchan was in a fit of anger right now.

He stared at Lin Pingzhi and cursed directly:

"Well, Lin Pingzhi, you have no respect, damn it!"

The saliva in Zuo Lengchan's mouth splashed.

If it weren't for the worry that Lin Pingzhi would not be able to take down.

I'm afraid he's already there.

Lin Pingzhi ignored Zuo Lengchan directly.

He looked at emptiness, a little curious.

"Although the Songshan School and Shaolin Temple are friendly neighbors, why is the master in Songshan early in the morning?" Lin Pingzhi asked curiously.

The cultivation of emptiness is not bad.

He performed a Buddhist salute towards Lin Pingzhi, and said with a smile:

"Because of Lin Shaoxia."

Although the words are very short.

But Lin Pingzhi knew that Kongxing must be Zuo Lengchan's rescuer.

By now.

He didn't want to waste any more.

Looking at Zuo Lengchan who was burning with anger, Lin Pingzhi spoke slowly.

"Uncle Zuo, Pingzhi has a proposal this time."

He looked at Zuo Lengchan and said.

"Humph!"

Zuo Lengchan snorted coldly, and looked at Lin Pingzhi disdainfully.

"You are just a disciple of the Huashan School. If you have any suggestions, you have to come up with someone who is not of Huashan."

The corners of Lin Pingzhi's mouth rose slightly.

"Is it?"

The voice just fell.

"Chong!"

Lin Pingzhi pulled out the Weeping Blood Ghost Blade.

Sen Han's blade shone brightly.

With the flickering cold light above, everyone present felt the chilling killing intent.

"Lin Pingzhi, what do you want to do!"