Chapter 2 Uncle's Sword

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The gloomy face quickly disappeared in the shadow of the rockery, but the feeling of being stared at did not dissipate. The feeling of the heart being grabbed fiercely is very strong. He feels bad!

Only then did Tang Lin understand that the environment he was in was not as calm and safe as it seemed. Suddenly, he remembered that his third uncle didn't like little Tang Lin to come out of the yard. Perhaps the "third uncle" was right not to let him out of the yard.

"Linger, why did you come out? It's windy outside. What if you accidentally catch a cold? Come back to the house with me!" Suddenly, the voice of the third aunt came from my ear, but at this time, the voice of the third aunt was like the sound of heaven, which suddenly pulled Tang Lin back from the state of being grabbed. And the feeling of being stared at immediately disappeared when the third aunt's voice sounded.

Tang Lin breathed a sigh of relief, stood up from the stone chair in a panic, and said as he walked, "Oh, I'm going back now!"

Tang Lin, who turned around, did not notice. When the third aunt helped him turn around, he glanced at the rockery outside the wall in the distance, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

After Tang Lin entered the house, he was scared by what had just happened, and his mind became a little lively again.

"Third aunt, can you show me the two books on that table? I want to have a look." Tang Lin made a request and pretended to be very weak and pitiful.

The third aunt glanced at Tang Lin in surprise and said strangely, "Didn't you hate these things the most before? Why did you take the initiative to watch it today?"

Tang Lin thought for a moment and said, "In the past, my nephew was too wayward, weak and refused to learn martial arts, which led to be stunned by Tang Biao this time. From today on, I will practice martial arts with my third uncle and come back with Tang Biao one day.

The third aunt looked up and down at Tang Lin and saw that Tang Lin was not joking, so she said happily, "Do you really think so? That's great! I'll bring you the book. When your third uncle comes back from outside, I will ask him to teach you how to practice martial arts.

Soon, the third aunt took the book in and stroked her hair. The third aunt said, "Look first. I'm going to have a snow ginseng bird's nest dinner tonight to mend your body."

After the third aunt left, Tang Lin immediately picked up the secret book and devoured it. At first glance, this "Siting and Forget Gong" is not complicated, but there are many meridians and collateral acupuncture points involved. Looking at a few lines, he was dizzy and didn't know why. However, it can also be seen from the book that if this secret book is practiced, it must be able to fly around like a martial arts master, take pictures from the air, and cross the sky.

"If this book is true, then can't I also become a martial arts master?" He thought excitedly.

And at the thought of the panic that was stared at by the gloomy eyes just now, he felt cold all over. The strong hostility of the person hidden in the dark gave him a strong sense of crisis. He is very eager to learn this skill.

Open another book, but it is a miscellaneous book "Mountain Records" that introduces the customs and customs of various parts of the mainland. This book records many strange things. For example, a story is about a scholar who built a hut on the mountain and read quietly. Suddenly, one day a person passed by and said that he was born with wisdom and wanted to save him. Go to become an immortal. Scholars don't obey, and Taoist people don't force them, just leave. Twenty years later, the Taoist came again. The scholar was not famous, his gray hair was born, and he left with the Taoist in frustration. Fifty years later, the scholar returned to his hometown, and his face was not old and powerful. But his relatives had already passed away. Sadly, the scholar cried for three days and nights. When it was painful, the sky began to rain heavily. Three days later, the originally barren land of my hometown was flooded by the rain and turned into fertile land. Since then, the wind and rain have been smooth, and the grain has been abundant. After the scholar left, the villagers set up an ancestral temple for the scholar because of the kindness of the scholar.

After reading this story, Tang Lin smiled and threw the book on the table.

At this time, the corner of his eyes suddenly noticed that a shadow appeared at his feet at some point. The afterglow of the sunset branded the figure on the floor, and even the man's hair was clearly distinguishable. The figure remained motionless, as if it had been standing there for a long time. Seeing this figure, Tang Lin thought of the gloomy face under the rockery. He felt that your body was stiff, and his neck was as stiff as wood, and he dared not move. The heart beat more crazily.

The crazy thought in my heart: "When did this man come in? Is he coming to kill me? What should I do if he wants to kill me?"

" Lin'er, you are afraid!" A low but cold voice echoed in the room.

Tang Lin breathed a sigh of relief and turned his head away. Sure enough, he saw the third uncle standing in the room. He just stood there quietly, with his back straight, standing like a mountain pine. The whole person is sharp, like a sword out of its sheath. Those pair of eyes that shine brightly will be stung just by a glance.

"Uncle, when did you come here? I was shocked!" Tang Lin stroked his chest and said, not daring to look into the man's eyes.

The man slowly walked in, one step, two steps, steady and fast, but each step seemed to be stepping on Tang Lin's heart, but such an ordinary walk unexpectedly came out of a momentum.

"Rin'er, why were you afraid just now?" The third uncle asked repeatedly, and his face was still calm.

Tang Lin's mind turned around, but on the surface, he remained calm and said hesitantly, "Uncle, I just went to the yard and seemed to see someone staring at me. The man's eyes were terrible, as if he wanted to eat people. I'm scared!"

The third uncle's slightly narrowed eyes suddenly opened. I don't know if it was Tang Lin's illusion. He felt that the moment the third uncle opened his eyes, it seemed that a bright white sword light flashed in the third uncle's eyes. At that moment, Tang Lin's eyes were almost blinded. At this moment, Tang Lin did not doubt whether there was a unique martial arts in the world.

Just as Tang Lin felt that the third uncle might have something to do, the third uncle regained his composure, turned around and walked out, and said at the same time, "The meal is ready. Come and eat!"

Tang Lin frowned and looked at the third uncle's back. He was a little surprised by the third uncle's performance. He felt that this matter would not be like this.

The meal is very rich, and Tang Lin's food is also very delicious. Lingling likes to play with Tang Lin as much as before, but Tang Lin has a lot of things to deal with, just a little. Soon, the snow ginseng meal was finished.

" Lin'er, you and I will come!" After Tang Lin finished his meal, the third uncle walked to the western hall of the five main rooms.

Tang Lin naturally keeps up.

"Rin'er, I'm glad that you can figured it out. Your parents entrusted you to me before they left, and I have the responsibility to take good care of you. You have been weak and sickly since childhood, but you are extremely tired of martial arts. I don't want to force you to practice martial arts. You should know that it is not necessarily a good thing to embark on the road of practicing martial arts. If a person can live an ordinary life, it may not be a blessing. If you don't practice martial arts all your life, I will keep you safe for the rest of your life.

In the empty hall, there are knives, guns, sticks, sticks, swords, halberd, forks, hammers and other weapons, standing like the sword of the third uncle in straight blue.

"But since you chose to practice martial arts today, I have to tell you something." The third uncle's tone suddenly became a little lonely and sad. This kind of emotion appears in this sword-like man, which makes people feel heavier.

Tang Lin realized that he seemed to be exposed to the truth of his identity. He searched for the memory of little Tang Lin, but unfortunately it was just some ordinary things. There is no information about enemies or enemies. This made him doubtful and worried.

"Third uncle, say it, my nephew listens!"

The third uncle said calmly, "It is very dangerous for martial arts to practice. But now that you have embarked on the road of cultivation, you should also know. As far as I know, there should be ten layers in the realm of martial arts, and the first layer is Tang Biao's current realm: the realm of power accumulation. This is the stage where warriors accumulate qi and blood and increase their strength. Martial arts must first have a good body before they can practice martial arts and kung fu magic. Accumulating strength is the foundation of martial arts. The second layer is the muscle and bone environment. Practice your muscles and bones, and you will become a great way. Only people with strong muscles and bones can accommodate more internal strength. The third layer is the vigor. The people in this layer condensed their dark energy and doubled their effectiveness in beating and hurting people. You should have heard of these floors before. Next, I'll talk to you about the next floor.

"The fourth layer is the Yuanli realm. Only when you reach this floor can you be regarded as a master. In the realm of Yuanli, the dark power turns into true qi, which can break through the ** body boundary, hurt people with true qi, and can be used as a weapon by flying flowers and picking leaves. And this layer is regarded as a congenital enlightenment, entering the level of innate master.

Tang Lin was intoxicated. From his memory, he only knew the strength of the first three levels, and he didn't know anything about the latter. Nowadays, this fourth floor is like a first-class master on the earth, flying around the walls, picking flowers and leaves, flying away from the sky and the earth. It is simply putting the road to become a peerless master in front of him. It made him very excited.

Speaking of this, the third uncle suddenly grabbed the weapons around the hall with a big hand, like an eagle's claw.

"Dang!" Dang!" Dang!" Dozens of weapons suddenly began to tremble at the same time, clashing with each other and making crisp calls. Between them, it was like an invisible airflow stirring the air, making them tremble and collide.

The third uncle suddenly shouted again: "Get up!"

The right hand made a grasping posture. Suddenly, a green steel sword on the weapon rack flew out of the shelf and came to the third uncle's hand. As soon as the third uncle held the green steel sword, he turned over and lifted it. A hauer turned over and cut off a brushed sword. A blue sword suddenly flew out of the sword, instantly It sank into the marble floor of the ground.

"Boom!"

The marble floor trembled fiercely, and a deep gap more than ten feet long and dozens of centimeters wide appeared. The neatly cut edge confirmed how fierce the sword spirit was.

Tang Lin stared at the long crack and stirred up a storm in his heart.

"Is this the legendary sword spirit? It's really powerful. Such attack power is comparable to a hot weapon. If I learn such kung fu, I can also become a first-class master! Invincible!"

While Tang Lin was thinking nonsense, the third uncle turned around and said to him, "Now, I'll teach you the method of luck!"