Lin Pingzhi had a master aunt, and he had already been quarreled by Yue Lingshan, who was slapped by his big-mouthed Yue Lingshan, and everyone had heard of it. Before, everyone had taken the love of the master brother because of Yue Lingshan and Lin Pingzhi’s affection, Lin Pingzhi had been hated by many brothers. Now Lin Pingzhi looked strange and looked bad. Some extroverts were sarcastic. If they were not concerned about the master’s wife and younger sister, they were afraid that Wang Guozhu would be Lin Pingzhi’s role model!
Lin Pingzhi was depressed and avoided everyone and shouted the words to a place where people were rarely visited. He was in a dark mood. He had just had a master aunt, and his master aunt killed his senior brother in a blink of an eye. It was really a fate like Coptis chinensis.
Before he knew it, he went up to the cave in Nanfeng. He screamed louder and louder the more he screamed, and he kept venting wildly. He felt that he was about to hold it crazy! Life kept joking with him, and shouted to the top of his lungs, and it became an vent! Thinking of the pity and hopeless revenge of my parents, thinking of the suffering after losing my parents, tears gushed, and burst into tears! My body gradually faded and I sat down to the ground and shrank into a ball!
“Linghu Chong is dead, are you so sad?” A low voice came from behind Lin Pingzhi.
When Lin Pingzhi turned around and looked, his eyes were filled with tears. In front of him was an old man with white beard and green robe, depressed and his face was as good as gold paper!
“Uncle Feng…Uncle Feng, you…Uncle Feng.” Lin Pingzhi couldn’t stop crying, his voice was hoarse, and he knelt in front of the old man.
The old man looked bleak and said a deep tone: “I’m breeze, what’s going on when Linghu Chong dies? Tell me.”
Lin Pingzhi hurriedly told the old man the news from Wang Guozhu, a disciple of Taishan Sect, that it was nothing more than Ding Hao’s pursuit of Tian Boguang. He was blocked by Linghu Chong and Ren Yingying of the Sun and Moon Demon Sect, and with the cooperation of the Shaolin Sect, he killed Linghu Chong, Ren Yingying and Tian Boguang!
“Who is Ding Hao? Linghu Chong’s sword skills are both powerful and Ren Woxing, so how could he die in the hands of this person?” Feng Qingyang was full of confidence in Dugu Nine Swords. He knew nothing about Linghu Chong’s internal injuries, and only thought that Ding Hao was Linghu Chong who killed him head-on.
Lin Pingzhi didn’t know Ding Hao either. He told Feng Qingyang about the conversation between Ding Hao and Yue Buqun before, and planned to get up to report to his master, so that Yue Buqun and Ning Zhongze would pay homage to Master Feng.
Feng Qingyang said, “Yue Buqun will disappear. He is a pedantic person and a Qi Zong. He is incompatible with me. It is useless to see it, and it only makes me sad! Since ancient times, heroes have been young, but I didn’t expect Chong’er to die at the hands of a teenager in his teenagers. He listened to what you said, this person is chivalrous and kind to the Huashan Sect. He is a character! Unfortunately, I am old and made a vow to never fight with others in my life! Well, you have come here these days, and I pass on the Nine Swords of Dugu. When you learn it, you go down the mountain for me to see what Ding Hao is like. If this person commits a crime, you can get rid of this for me.people! “
Lin Pingzhi knelt down to thank Feng Qingyang. When he looked up again, Feng Qingyang had already disappeared, almost making him suspect that he was in a dream.
There were constant shouts from fellow disciples from all sides of the valley: “Uncle Feng, Linghu Chong was killed! …”
After shouting for two consecutive days, Feng Qingyang did not appear again. Lin Pingzhi looked for opportunities to leave Yue Lingshan every day, quietly went to see Feng Qingyang, and learn the Nine Swords of Dugu!
The news of Linghu Chong and Ren Yingying’s death reached Shaolin. At first, Fang Zheng did not care about the abbot. Ren Yingying was young and the name of the Saint Aunt was heard from time to time, but he was not very important. Linghu Chong was just a second-generation disciple of the Huashan Sect. The Śrāvaka was not revealed and was not worthy of attention.