Chapter 865

The Qingcheng faction was eventually wiped out. Yu Canghai was killed on the spot because of his arrest, and many disciples in the Qingcheng School were either killed or arrested. The Qingcheng faction, which has been passed down for three hundred years, is completely over today.

Lin Pingzhi will not let go of those who participated in destroying Fuwei Escort. At that time, nearly a thousand people from the Fuwei Escort were killed, and it is estimated that not many of the disciples present were innocent.

The vengeance has been avenged, although today's world has lost the so-called vitality and legendary heroes in the past. But Lin Pingzhi felt that the current arena is the best.

Everything in this kind of rivers and lakes is bound by laws and regulations. Those so-called knights who kill a person in ten steps and never stay behind for a thousand miles should stay at home and don't go out.

Otherwise, who knows where the person they killed in ten steps came from.

So today's world is the best world, at least tragedies like Fuwei Escort will not happen.

On the way back, Lin Pingzhi sighed, he has done so many things in the past three years, people in the martial arts world have become more and more infamous towards him, but he has a clear conscience. After all, this world belongs to the common people, so the story of a knight-errant and martial artist should be a story. There are fewer legends in the world, and there are fewer joys and sorrows in this world.

Only occasionally Lin Pingzhi still thinks of the fairy shop he met on the edge of Huashan. For so many years, I have actually continued to search for that small shop.

But since that first meeting, I have never seen this small shop again.

Now whenever he recalls some details of that small shop, especially the conversation between the shop owner and Xiao Er, Lin Pingzhi would think of the missing Third Senior Brother.

For some reason, Lin Pingzhi vaguely felt that the spirit in that small shop was extremely similar to his missing Third Senior Brother in temperament. It was an indescribable feeling.

Because when the Huashan faction came into contact with the third senior brother, he always gave himself a special feeling. It seems that he has a temperament that is incompatible with the people around him.

It's like a crane mixed in with a group of pheasants.

Thinking back now, the third senior brother and the immortal shopkeeper are somewhat similar in their speaking habits and some small details. Should it be said that they came from the same place? !

Lin Pingzhi has always thought of this possibility in recent years, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that his guess should be right. The third senior brother might also descend from the fairy world. So the third senior brother didn't disappear, but returned to the fairyland? !

Lin Pingzhi has had this idea for a long time. Even he kind of wants to go to fairyland. Because there have been so many battles in the mortal world, I am a little tired. I don't know what the fairyland is like.

So he has been carrying the relics of the third senior brother all these years to see if he can seek immortality.

With this in mind, Lin Pingzhi made a detour to Huashan on the way back to the capital. Tell the people below that he wants to go back to the master's gate to meet the master and all the brothers. Nor did he let his eunuchs follow.

Lin Pingzhi was in charge of the middle factory, and his dignity became more and more serious. He said one, but the people below did not dare to say two.

Lin Ping and one of them set off on the road lightly and headed in the direction of the Huashan faction. But he did not go to the Huashan School. Instead, I wandered around Huashan. He kept searching along the official road, wanting to find that small shop.

I don't know if the hard work paid off. After three days of searching, Lin Pingzhi finally saw that small shop by the side of the road in the early morning, with a signboard written on it [Old Zhang's shop].

Lin Pingzhi walked into the store full of expectations, and a familiar yet unfamiliar voice came: "Welcome, Mr. Lin has not seen him for many years, and he has become a senior official of Lin."

Lin Pingzhi took a closer look, and saw that it was the shop owner with the curly hair and strange attire. He was looking at Lin Pingzhi with a smile.

"Thank you Xianjia for your guidance, so that Pingzhi's great hatred will be avenged." Lin Pingzhi knelt down to kowtow to Zhang Tong with a bang. Although Lin Pingzhi is from a feudal society, Zhang Tong is not. He doesn't like kowtowing.

So Lin Pingzhi couldn't knock his head down no matter what. Zhang Tong controlled the electromagnetic force and forced Lin Pingzhi into the seat.

Lin Pingzhi sighed in his heart, it really was the method of the immortal family. The internal strength he cultivated now is already very strong, and there are not many opponents in the entire martial arts world.

But the Xian family can support themselves without showing the mountains. In the final analysis, the Xian family is still very powerful. My own martial arts should also be acquired by the immortal family.

"Young master Lin, you have done a good job in the past few years. The rivers and lakes are chaotic, and killings are heavy. You can only manage the chaotic rivers and lakes in an orderly manner, and take revenge but also in a proper way. It seems that I didn't misunderstand you at the beginning. "

Zhang Tong sat opposite Lin Pingzhi and said that Dahei had been following Lin Pingzhi for the past few years, observing him secretly. So Dahei knew everything he did.

When Zhang Tong came, Dahei naturally told Zhang Tong everything that happened. And in the past few years, he has also told Zhang Tong everything he has seen and heard in the world of Swordsman.

Among them, I also told Zhang Tong about the long-lost third senior brother of the Huashan School.

According to the analysis of various rivers and lakes rumors, Dahei is very sure that the third senior brother of the Huashan School is very likely to be a time traveler.

"Thank you Xianjia for your guidance." Lin Pingzhi clasped his hands together and said, "It is thanks to the Xianjia that Lin Pingzhi is able to have today. Today he can see the Xianjia, and Lin Pingzhi can still see the fairy sword today, which is also a fairy fate..."

Before Lin Pingzhi finished speaking, Zhang Tong smiled lightly and said, "Do you know why you have such a fate?"

Lin Pingzhi hesitated for a moment, and he took out a dagger from his pocket and said, "Maybe it's because of this. It's a relic left by the third senior brother. The third senior brother is mysterious, but he treats people kindly. I have a relationship with him." Very good. After he disappeared, I found this item from his room. Seeing things and thinking about people, I have been staying with him."

The dagger that Lin Pingzhi took out was not something that can be made by the craftsmanship in the world of Swordsman. Because the pattern on the scabbard is very regular, or in other words rigid, it is completely machine-made. The place where the scabbard is connected can still see subtle solder joints.

The sword is not out of its sheath, but there is a kind of energy that seems to be floating around. It's so slight that Zhang Tong can hardly catch it. If it is placed next to a martial arts master, it will be completely covered by the energy emitted by the martial arts person himself.

"I guess the third senior brother should also be the reincarnation of an immortal!" Lin Pingzhi's face showed a trace of eagerness: "It's like the fairy family. This sword is the third senior brother's item, and it should be the fairy fate it brought me. The immortal family , can I go to the fairy world?"

"Immortal world? There is no fairy world in this world. If you go to my world, you may not be able to bear it. Just because there are many viruses in that world and you have no antibodies, you will die if you go there. Going to the hospital may not cure you. So You'd better stay here obediently. Today's mortal fate is over, I took back this dagger, you still obediently be your Lin Daguan here, wouldn't it be beautiful to enjoy the rest of your life."

As soon as Zhang Tong finished speaking, the sword in Lin Pingzhi's hand had reached his hand at some point.

"Mr. Lin, we will have an indefinite future. Remember your ideals and make the world peaceful!"

Lin Pingzhi was pushed out of the shop by a mighty force, and then watched the small shop fade away, as if the painting melted into water, gradually disappearing.

Lin Pingzhi felt lost, his celestial fate seemed to be completely broken.