Wuguan Prison

At his own home, Yang Lin almost died on the spot by being bathed by a female apprentice.

If this is in public.

Yang Lin couldn't imagine it.

"Master, you should wash the rest yourself. Don't fool things up, don't smell it. I'm going to check it."

Hu Ya frowned and scared her master again. She went to sprinkle water to clean the site, then took off the sign at the door, smeared it carefully with a rag, and then hung it on.

Yang Lin glanced over and saw a few big words "Zhenzhu Martial Arts Hall" written in vermilion lacquer on the wooden sign.

"This name is very bold."

"Of course I have the courage. Master, you have always said that our family's sword technique is a unique skill. Even Captain Li in the yamen can be able to rise up and shock the sluts around the world after learning it.

If it weren't for this sword technique, Captain Li would have long known how many times he had died, so he would not be as glorious as he is now."

Hangzhou Prefecture established a prefect's office, and the head Li was naturally Li Gongfu.

In Yang Lin's memory, this person is a martial arts genius.

When I was young, my family was poor and I couldn't afford to go to the more famous Qingmu Sword Hall and Mingwang Hall in the city. I ran to the prison martial arts hall where I was deserted and learned a few sword techniques.

What's the result.

With this third-rate sword technique, he became the top master of Hangzhou Prefecture and became the director of Hangzhou Public Security Bureau.

Over the years, I don’t know how many thieves have been captured and killed, and even occasionally they can kill one or two little monsters and protect the people of the country, and they are very famous.

Whether it is the promoted prefect of Lao Wang or the newly appointed prefect of Xiao Zeng, they all have great confidence in Thaksin.

Li Gongfu has a straightforward personality and is good at everything. He will bring gifts to his door during festivals and call him master, but this is just a scene.

He never admitted that he was a great disciple of the Prison Martial Arts Hall.

I think this guy also understood afterwards that the things taught by the Prison Martial Arts School are actually not very clever, and they are not much better than the three-legged cat kung fu.

It would be quite embarrassing if he admitted that he was a senior disciple of the Prison Martial Arts Hall.

That kind of sword technique to cure the prison is just that.

In fact, later, Li Gongfu was a man who was stolen and learned some of the casual tricks of various schools and sects, and integrated them into the sword technique.

Push this set of third-rate sword techniques to the first-class level, dance, it is difficult to pour water into it, destroying gold and cracking stones.

Since then, his martial arts have made great progress and his reputation has risen.

This is his own good understanding and has little to do with the martial arts school.

But the predecessor obviously didn't think so. He always believed that Li Gongfu was taught by himself.

Most disciples don’t even care about teaching and take themselves very seriously.

Therefore, the martial arts hall became what it is now.

...

After taking a shower and cleaning the house, the martial arts hall was completely renewed.

Hu Ya didn't feel tired at all. She hurried out, bought a large pot of vegetable buns, and made a big pot of porridge.

Then, on the open space in the front yard of the martial arts hall, he flicked and danced his sword.

"Good knife."

Literal meaning.

It's not Hu Ya's sword technique is good.

In fact, her sword skills were full of loopholes. Judging from Yang Lin's current perspective, she couldn't stand it.

However, that knife is a bit strange.

It is black and lacquered, with more than 200 kilograms of iron.

It was made into a knife shape with a thick and thin shape, and it was dancing in Hu Ya's hands, just like a straw.

Wow, the strong wind blows, and the whistling sound makes people feel disturbed.

This power, and her body shape, unexpectedly matched her.

"A weapon that can dance more than 200 kilograms with one hand is too light. If you go to the battlefield, wouldn't you be a peerless general?"

Yang Lin had a preliminary estimate. Even if he took out a weapon worth 800 kilograms, this little girl could dance to the sky.

The sword technique that she used to fight against prisons was actually blown by her with more than 200 kilograms of iron, and the predecessor really delayed her.

Yang Lin finally understood.

Why, even a disciple of my martial arts hall has not received any of the disciples, why can they still hold on and not collapse?

Because he has a very awesome female disciple.

Unfortunately, my master didn't teach me well.

"wrong."

It's not that it's not well taught.

Yang Lin carefully looked through his memories.

Suddenly my breathing became short of time.

In my memory, there is actually a fourth-level fifth-level "Shenxiang Prison Control" in my mind.

Hu Ya was not born like this, because Yang Lin taught her the Shenxiang Prison Defender Art that she had not practiced, since she was very young.

Now, Hu Ya has reached the level of the second-level dragon and elephant power.

That's why the body develops a strange phenomenon.

The face is like spring flowers and the body is like a dragon and an elephant, which looks very inconsistent.

And I am still at the level of first-level giant elephant power for so many years. Speaking of which, I also have two thousand kilograms of power, and I am considered a martial arts hero.

However, compared to Hu Ya's swaying her arms, she could not tell how bad it was.

Disciples don't have to be inferior to teachers.

A teacher does not have to be more virtuous than his disciples.

Yang Lin muttered a few words and felt at ease again.

Although, that Yang Lin is not this Yang Lin.

But after all, this is the self in parallel space, and it is actually about the same as yourself.

Hu Ya is very strong, that is, she teaches herself well.

Thinking of the Shenxiang Prison Control Etiquette, a huge surprise arose in his heart.

He didn't expect that, as the owner of a small martial arts museum, the middle and lower-class people in Hangzhou, who were a little difficult to have a meal, would have such a treasure.

This is a secret script for physical practice. Although there are no subsequent exercises, relying solely on the fourth-level and fifth-level exercises above, you can already guide your future and push the essence of practice to several levels.

"Can't the martial arts, or martial arts in this world, be so powerful?"

"The Martial Arts Hall in Zhenzhu is just the last among the three martial arts halls in Hangzhou Prefecture. There is nothing to be praised for its strength and reputation. It actually has such a powerful martial arts.

So, how powerful are the Aoki Sword Hall and Mingwang Hall?”

"It is said that the owner of the Qingmu Sword Museum, Master Zheng Huai, is good at a flying sword, practicing mortal swords to become an immortal sword, killing demons and destroying demons, and doing everything."

Yang Lin didn't know if they were bragging, but as I remember, there were 300 disciples from Qingmu Sword Hall, all of whom were from wealthy families, and the Sword Hall was rich and rich.

As for Mingwang Hall, I heard that the owner of the museum was born in Jinshan Temple and was named Fayuan.

Many years ago, he failed to compete for the presidency with Fahai, so he left Zhenjiang and came to Hangzhou City to open a martial arts hall to teach the Peacock Heart Method and the Mingwang Sword Method.

There are eight hundred disciples, and the momentum is huge.

I think I should have very powerful real skills, otherwise so many people wouldn't have learned it.

These are just a few martial arts schools, and there are flying sword techniques and peacock king techniques.

In addition, the level of the Divine Elephant Prison Control Imperiality.

Yang Lin couldn't help but observe three minutes of silence for the people of this world.

With such a forceful world, can ordinary people really survive?

Thinking of Li Gongfu, and the two snake monsters who left behind beautiful legends.

That was a thousand-year-old snake demon. He faced the Buddha's arhat and flooded Jinshan Temple. He could always turn the rivers and seas...

Ordinary people live in this world, and it really takes millions of luck to survive.

The story always tells the difference between good and evil and good, like fairy tales.

But the real world is definitely not that comfortable.

It is very likely that you will lose your life if you accidentally do it.
To be continued...