Dog Brother transmigrates into Lin Pingzhi: The Tai Xuan Scripture suppresses all nations

Although Shi Potian saved his mother with a single sword strike, he felt no joy at all.

The martial arts skills of those who snatched the sword manuals are getting higher and higher, no less than Yu Canghai's. Who knows what other masters will emerge in the future?

He thought to himself, "I should think of a way to improve my skills as soon as possible, otherwise I might not be able to handle this kind of situation so smoothly next time."

Father and Mother's cultivation levels also need to be improved quickly, so that everything will be foolproof.

Lin Zhennan and his wife were still shocked by what he had just said.

The two exchanged a glance: "Takes a life from ten paces away as easily as taking something out of a bag. If that's considered shallow skill, what would it be like to have mastered it? A hundred-pronged flying sword technique?"

The couple shook their heads in unison, trying to banish their wild thoughts.

The three men examined the pockmarked man and searched his entire body, but they couldn't find any clues and didn't know where he came from.

Lin Zhennan recounted the man's sneak attack, which was incredibly swift and bizarre, subduing Madam Wang in a single move. His martial arts were not from any reputable school.

"I can sense that this person's internal strength is no less than Yu Canghai's," Shi Potian said.

"That could not possibly be an unknown person." Lin Zhennan and his wife nodded. No wonder they were being held hostage. They were still having a hard time dealing with a sneak attack from a sect leader-level expert.

Shi Potian said, "Judging from this person's accent outside the door just now, it sounds like he's from the Western Regions."

Lin Zhennan said, "Ping'er, this person does indeed have a Western Region accent. You've never left Fuzhou, how do you know about Western Region accents?"

Shi Potian thought to himself, "I know more than just accents. The Snow Mountain Sect is my home, and Ah Xiu is going to be my wife." He couldn't say that, so he laughed and said, "You must have been there in your past life."

Lin Zhennan knew his son was becoming increasingly enigmatic, so he stopped asking and said:

"This person is most likely a heretic from the Western Regions. He even knows to lie in wait at the branch office. I wonder if he is acting under someone's orders."

"Furthermore, we don't know if they have a powerful master. If we kill the younger one, and then the older one comes along, it will be troublesome."

Madam Wang, however, was not afraid and said disdainfully:

"With Ping'er here, her arrival is just in time to rid the people of this scourge. However, this person says he wants the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual, it seems the rumor that the Fuwei Escort Agency has a sword manual is spreading more and more widely."

After saying that, he glanced at Lin Zhennan, as if with a deeper meaning.

"If this continues, I'm afraid even more people will come to snatch the sword manual, and it will never end," Madam Wang said anxiously.

Shi Potian said, "Don't worry, we'll drive them away no matter how many come."

There's no use worrying about this; we can only deal with whatever comes our way and frighten the invaders so that no one will dare to bully us.

It was already dark when Lin Zhennan called on Chen Qi, the porter who arrived later, to drag the man out to the backyard and bury him under the cover of night.

When the group checked the rest of the escort agency, they found signs of ransacking everywhere. The walls and floor tiles had been knocked over, and various books and ledgers were scattered all over the place. It was definitely not just a search for gold and silver.

The rumors that the Qingcheng Sect was looking for a secret manual were indeed true. Although it was unlikely that the branch office had any secret manuals hidden there, Yu Canghai was still willing to give it a try.

While digging a pit in the backyard, Chen Qi unearthed the bodies of the Changsha branch officers who had been killed by the Qingcheng Sect. The bodies were then buried in the backyard of the escort agency, and had not been buried for long.

The crowd looked at each other in despair and cursed the Qingcheng Sect for being utterly wicked.

Many of them had known each other for decades and had a close relationship. Seeing one living person after another turn into a cold corpse, they couldn't help but feel their eyes redden.

Zheng, the镖头 (bodyguard), held one of the corpses and wept uncontrollably. It was none other than Li, his drinking buddy of many years.

We had a good drink together just a month ago, and I never expected that when I saw him again, he would be a cold corpse. How could I not be sad?

Shi Potian carefully examined the injuries of the people killed in the branch office. He saw that each of them had a narrow sword wound on their neck and chest, with clean and neat cuts.

This is a typical move of the Qingcheng School's Pine Breeze Swordplay—the sword moves are light and agile yet ruthless, targeting vital points.

His heart sank: these bodyguards couldn't even withstand three or two moves of the Pine Breeze Sword Technique. Some of the sword wounds were even pierced straight in from the front, clearly leaving them no room to dodge.

The martial arts skills of the镖局 (bodyguard agency) guards are indeed too poor. If they encounter trouble again, they probably still won't be able to protect themselves.

He secretly pondered that he should find an opportunity to teach Chief Escort Shi and the others some basic self-defense sword techniques, so that they could at least avoid tragedies like today.

Most of the bodyguards in the escort agency were from Fuzhou. Once they found the body, they naturally had to take it back for burial; they couldn't just let it die far from home.

With so many deaths, the only option was to cremate the ashes and take them back for burial. There were too many matters to handle immediately, so everyone had to stay at the Changsha branch office until tomorrow.

Exhausted from their journey and heavy-hearted, the group hastily ate some dry rations and then found their own rooms to sleep in.

Night had fallen, and the fires in the security agency courtyard had long since died down, leaving only a few dim corridor lamps illuminating the blue brick floor. Occasionally, a gentle evening breeze would sweep by, causing the copper bells on the eaves to ring softly, adding to the tranquility.

Unable to sleep, Shi Potian got up, put on his clothes, and quietly walked through the corridor toward the main room where his parents lived.

As soon as I reached the window, I heard low voices coming from inside the room; it was Lin Zhennan and Madam Wang.

"...That pockmarked man insisted on wanting the Evil-Slaying Sword Manual. It seems that the rumor is spreading far and wide, even attracting heretics from the Western Regions."

Madam Wang's voice carried a hint of worry:

"Husband, when will this matter ever end? We haven't even dealt with the Qingcheng Sect yet, and now these unknown experts have arrived. If this continues, the Fuwei Escort Agency will truly be wiped out."

Lin Zhennan sighed softly, his voice deep and slow: "I don't understand either. Where did this Evil-Repelling Sword Manual come from? If I had a sword manual, would my martial arts be so bad?"

"There's no smoke without fire," Madam Wang said, her voice lowered, tinged with a hint of probing.

"My lord, tell me honestly, did Lord Yuantu really leave behind some kind of sword manual? You've been keeping it from us all along."

She had been holding back these questions all the way, wanting to ask them for a long time but never daring to speak. Today, she almost died at the hands of that pockmarked man and witnessed the massacre of a family by the Changsha branch police. Finally, she could no longer hold back and wanted to get to the bottom of it.

Lin Zhennan remained silent for a moment before slowly speaking:

"I really don't know. I've been in charge of the escort agency for so many years, and I've never seen any Evil-Repelling Sword Manual." He paused, his tone tinged with weariness.

"Now that we have Ping'er's mental cultivation method, if we practice it well, our swordsmanship will be no worse than that of Master Yuantu."

Whether there's a sword manual or not is no longer important.

Seeing that her husband didn't want to talk, Madam Wang didn't press him: "Fortunately, we had Pingzhi, otherwise the Lin family would have been wiped out by Yu Canghai, just like the local branch offices."

"The most important thing right now isn't whether the escort agency has a sword manual, but that everyone thinks it does. That would lead to endless trouble; how could the agency possibly continue operating?"

Upon hearing this, Shi Potian gently knocked on the door: "Father, Mother, I can't sleep, I want to talk to you."

The conversation inside the room stopped abruptly. A moment later, Lin Zhennan got up and opened the door, seeing Shi Potian standing outside with a gentle smile on his face.

"Ping'er, why aren't you asleep yet? Are you tired from the day?"

Madam Wang also came over, took Shi Potian's hand and led him into the house to sit down: "Is there something on your mind? Tell your parents."

Shi Potian looked up at Lin Zhennan and his wife and said earnestly, "Father, Mother, I was outside the door just now and I heard you talking about the Evil-Slaying Sword Manual."

Lin Zhennan and his wife exchanged a glance, their faces showing some embarrassment.

Madam Wang sighed and said, "Ping'er, we won't hide it from you. I just asked your father, and he said no."

"But everyone in the martial arts world thinks the escort agency has it, and even the Sun Moon Cult and the evil sects of the Western Regions have come to rob it. Who knows who will come next?"

Shi Potian shook his head and said, "Mother, I believe Father. He doesn't have any Evil-Repelling Sword Manual at all."

He paused, then changed the subject:

"However, regardless of whether there is a sword manual or not, there will definitely be more people coming to cause trouble in the future."

"So I came tonight to tell you that I want to pass on an internal energy cultivation method to you to improve your cultivation level."

"This way, you'll have more power to protect yourselves, and I can feel more at ease."

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhennan and his wife were both taken aback. Lin Zhennan quickly waved his hand:

"Ping'er, it's good that you have this intention, but your mother and I are getting old, and our bodies are already set. Even if we learn your internal energy cultivation method, we may not be able to achieve anything."

Madam Wang also said, "I've never heard of people starting to cultivate internal energy again in middle age. They all start from childhood. Ping'er, don't waste your energy."

Shi Potian laughed and said, "That's because you don't know how powerful the mental cultivation technique I passed on to you is."