Chapter 15 Accepting a Disciple as a Master
Lin Pingzhi gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Xin, if you don't mind me causing you trouble, can you accept me as your disciple?"

"Huh?" Xin Zhen looked at Lin Pingzhi in surprise.

Lin Pingzhi suddenly felt ashamed: How could a useless person like me be qualified to be accepted into the Huashan Sect?

I am really overestimating my own abilities. Brother Xin is willing to help me because of our friendship, but I want to make things difficult for him. What a bastard I am!

But Xin Zhen said: "If you are willing, you can, but you and I are brothers, so there is no point in me taking you in.

How about I accept you as my disciple on behalf of my master? You will be my junior fellow apprentice from now on. What do you think?"

Lin Pingzhi was overjoyed: "Brother Xin, is this really possible? Will Master accept it?"
Will you blame me for acting on my own when the time comes? After all, I am a useless person. Will it be an insult to the sect?..."

Lin Pingzhi was ecstatic and asked one question after another. His anxious look made Xin Zhen feel sad.

Xin Zhen quickly waved his hand to stop Lin Pingzhi from speaking and said, "Master, I will take care of it myself. Master, I don't really care about it. Hi, I don't really care about it either.

Anyway, we don't care about the affairs of the underworld. If we take it, we take it. If we spread it, we spread it.

For us, being happy is the most important thing, hahahaha!"

When he talked about the latter part, Xin Zhen found it very funny and laughed out loud.

Lin Pingzhi found what Xin Zhen said funny and started laughing too.

This smile somewhat diluted all the thoughts in his heart.

Lin Pingzhi said to Xin Zhen: "Brother, I used to yearn for the martial arts world, but after entering it, I found that it was dangerous.

"Brother, you keep saying that you don't want to be in the martial arts world, but you are the real one!"

When the boat arrived in Hongzhou, Xin Zhen and Lin Ping got off the boat and headed all the way to Hengshan.

Along the way, Xin Zhen and Lin Pingzhi practiced sword skills while traveling. Lin Pingzhi's sword skills improved by leaps and bounds, and his body movements and sword skills became more and more strange and faster.

When the two arrived in Hengyang, Xin Zhen believed that Lin Pingzhi's swordsmanship was good enough to compete with Yu Canghai.

The two men arrived early and the retirement ceremony had not yet begun, so they found an inn to stay in Hengyang.

After practicing sword skills and having breakfast in the morning, Lin Pingzhi missed the taste of tea, so he suggested going out to a teahouse to have tea.

Because of the weather, there were not many people in the teahouse.

"Brother, this is impossible. Yu Canghai can fight with you for an hour, but you only need one move to break my swordsmanship. How can I match him?"

Xin Zhen chuckled and said, "Although I don't practice the Exorcism Sword Technique, I have read the secret manual. I know every move of yours clearly, and I know all the flaws in your killer moves, so I can break them with one move.

Of course, once you have mastered the swordsmanship and have your own insights, your swordsmanship will change as you wish, and it won't be so easy then.

As for Yu Canghai..." Xin Zhen smiled mysteriously: "...How many moves do you think he can survive in my hands now?"

Lin Pingzhi hesitated and said, "One move?"

Xin Zhen shook his head and said, "That's not possible. After all, Yu Canghai is considered a first-class master in the martial arts world, and he has gained insights into the Qingcheng School's swordsmanship. It's not something he can easily defeat, but it certainly won't take an hour like last time."

Lin Pingzhi had a new understanding of Xin Zhen's level, but he was still curious and asked: "So what level are you in the martial arts world, can you compare with the leaders of the five major sects?"

Xin Zhen thought for a moment and said, "I don't know about that, after all, I've never fought before.

But the leaders of the Five Mountains Sword Sects are also strong and weak, and I don’t have much combat experience, so I can’t simply measure them by Yu Canghai’s level.

However, in this world, there are probably not many people who can defeat me.

Those who can defeat me are all famous figures in the world.

Of course, you are almost there now. You don’t have to be afraid of Yu Canghai when you meet him now. Even if he wants to protect his disciples in front of you, he can’t do it.”

Lin Pingzhi now believed Xin Zhen's judgment and became very happy: "In this way, I can help my senior brother, and he doesn't have to worry about me when fighting with others." Xin Zhen nodded and said: "If your parents were really robbed by the Songshan Sect, then we may be facing three or four of the Thirteen Guardians this time.

The Thirteen Guardians should be no worse than Yu Canghai, and there may be dozens of third-generation disciples."

Lin Pingzhi looked somewhat desperate when he heard this.

Xin Zhen comforted him, "The situation at this conference is treacherous, and each party has its own agenda. As long as we take advantage of the situation, we may be able to rescue your parents.

Pingzhi, remember this, in this world, you can't be without strength, but it's also not okay to only use force to solve problems.

You need to use your brain in everything, otherwise you will just become a warrior who abuses force."

Xin Zhen said with emotion: "Why don't I join the underworld? On the one hand, of course, it's because the government is the right path. The underworld..."

Xin Zhen smiled and said nothing, but he couldn't help feeling contempt.

When the two brothers were talking, suddenly there was a humming sound of a huqin. The sound was sad, like a sigh or crying.

Xin Zhen and Lin Pingzhi looked up.

Sitting in the corner was a tall and thin old man with a haggard face. He was wearing a long blue cloth gown that was washed so much that it looked pale, and looked shabby.

When he saw Xin Zhen and his two brothers looking over, he was still playing the erhu to the fullest.

Xin Zhen took a look and smiled knowingly.

When the destitute old man saw Xin Zhen's smile, he immediately realized that this person might know him, so he lowered the sound of his zither and said, "Young people, I see that you are full of youthful vigor and are very happy, but what you said is belittling the entire Jianghu. If others hear it, I will inevitably teach you a lesson. You must know that disaster comes from the mouth..."

Lin Pingzhi frowned. This man was taking advantage of his seniority and started preaching.

It would be fine if he was talking about himself, but he was criticizing his senior brother. He respected his senior brother the most, so he couldn't stand listening to the old man.

"My dear father-in-law, we two brothers know the importance of this matter, so you don't need to worry about it."

Lin Pingzhi said calmly.

The shabby old man chuckled and said, "Young people really can't stand criticism. Never mind. Just treat it as my talking too much."

He put away his huqin, stood up and left. When he passed their tea table, he suddenly pulled out a thin long sword from his huqin and shook it on the table, making a few tinkling sounds.

Lin Pingzhi's reaction was much faster now. When he saw the old man drawing his sword, he wanted to respond, but was held down by Xin Zhen.

The old man looked at Xin Zhen and his brother with some surprise, then slowly walked out of the teahouse. Xin Zhen and his brother watched him leave.

Lin Pingzhi complained: "Brother, why are you stopping me? Although his sword moves are quite impressive, I can still stop him as much as I can. This way, he will just be showing off and think he is really impressive!"

A slight sound came from the side of the teahouse. If it weren't for Xin Zhen's strong internal strength, he would definitely not have been able to hear it.

Xin Zhen couldn't help but smile, pointing at the seven cups on the table that had been cut off half an inch in height, and exclaimed: "Brother, look, these cups have all been cut off a circle, what a brilliant move, cutting off seven cups with one sword, it's really a magical skill!"

Lin Pingzhi: “…”

Just when he was about to say that he could do it, he saw Xin Zhen winking at him, so he could only reluctantly ask, "Who is this guy? How could his swordsmanship be so amazing?"

Xin Zhen sighed and said, "It should be the head of Hengshan, Mr. Mo Da of Xiaoxiang Yeyu.

Mr. Mo Da loves the huqin, and there is a sword in the huqin, plus this superb swordsmanship, if you tell anyone else I won’t believe this coincidence.”

Xin Zhen listened carefully and heard a slight humming sound with a hint of arrogance.

I couldn't help but laugh to myself, thinking that Mr. Mo Da was also a repressed and shy guy.

(End of this chapter)