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

In the backyard of the Changsha branch of the Fuwei Escort Agency, candlelight flickered.

After dinner, Shi Potian went to his parents' room. At this time, Lin Zhennan and his wife had already finished washing up and were diligently practicing the "Even in Death, Heroic Spirit Remains Fragrant" bone-refining technique, hoping to be reborn as soon as possible.

When Lin Zhennan and his wife learned that their son was going to pass on his skills, their eyes were full of curiosity and anticipation, and they both stopped practicing bone-strengthening techniques.

"Father and Mother, after a day of practice, I have mastered this mental cultivation method. In the future, I only need to practice diligently, and my body will naturally be rejuvenated."

Shi Potian sat down on a wooden stool to the side, his expression more solemn than usual:

"The three spying men we met during the day were all more powerful than Father and Mother. Who knows what other enemies might appear in the future?"

"Time is of the essence, so tonight I will teach you another set of genuine internal energy cultivation techniques to help your father and mother quickly improve their internal strength."

Lin Zhennan and his wife were thrilled upon hearing this. The escort agency was surrounded by powerful enemies; only by rapidly improving their cultivation could they have a better chance of survival.

The horrific massacre of the entire family by the Changsha branch shattered all the couple's illusions; the only way out was to rapidly improve their strength.

Every husband is not guilty, and he is guilty of his crime.

Lin Zhennan thought to himself, "Everyone in the world believes that the Lin family has a sword manual. Whether you have it or not, you're doomed unless you have real strength and can intimidate your enemies—like Master Yuantu, or Shaolin and Wudang, who possess unique skills yet no one dares to covet them."

The couple leaned forward, listening carefully to every word their son said.

"I only know how to practice this skill, but I don't know its name. I only know that its methods are very different from ordinary internal martial arts."

"Oh?"

The couple waited patiently for what would follow. They knew the wonders of the martial arts taught by Shi Potian, and this unknown internal energy cultivation method must have something extraordinary about it.

Shi Potian paused for a moment, organizing his thoughts:

"This set of skills is the most powerful. When mastered to a high level, the internal energy circulates like a blazing fire, unstoppable and capable of suppressing those sinister and treacherous evil skills."

"In normal combat, one's internal energy is continuous and sufficient to sustain a prolonged battle; however, in life-or-death situations, this mental technique can unleash the full power of one's internal energy to three times its normal strength, allowing one to unleash a desperate attack even against a formidable foe."

Upon hearing this, Madam Lin couldn't help but exclaim softly in surprise, "Three times the internal energy? There really is such a miraculous method?"

Shi Potian nodded, but his expression became more solemn:

"However, this burst of power comes at a price. After three times the internal energy, the meridians will not be able to withstand the impact, the internal energy will be exhausted instantly, and one's martial arts skills will be temporarily lost."

"He needs to rest and recuperate for at least three months to recover slowly. He should not be used lightly unless it is a matter of life and death."

"Moreover, the outbreak will not last long, so we need to act quickly, or we will all die."

The joy on Lin Zhennan and his wife's faces faded slightly. They thought to themselves that there was no such thing as a free lunch. Such a domineering method naturally came with considerable danger.

But then they thought again that the world was dangerous, and having another skill like this, which required such desperate measures, would give them a better chance of survival. They exchanged a glance and saw determination in each other's eyes.

"Father and Mother, sit cross-legged and practice your bone-strengthening exercises. I will guide you through the flow of Qi and acupoints. After a few repetitions, you will know how to cultivate."

"Relax your mind and do not resist my internal energy."

After saying this, Shi Potian got up and walked between the two of them, sitting down cross-legged and placing his hands on the "Lingtai" acupoints on the backs of Lin Zhennan and his wife respectively.

He took a deep breath, and the powerful internal energy within his dantian slowly surged, flowing from his hands into his parents' bodies.

Shi Potian's internal energy flowed like a scorching stream, slowly drawing the faint internal energy within Lin Zhennan and his wife's bodies, guiding it through their meridians.

Lin Zhennan and his wife felt a surge of warmth in their backs as they followed the path indicated by Shi Potian.

Wherever it passed, the meridians felt as if they were being warmed by a raging fire, both hot and soothing. At that moment, I focused my mind and concentrated on perceiving the trajectory of my internal energy.

"Baihui acupoint is the key point. Internal energy returns here. One must be calm and composed, and must not be impatient in the slightest."

Shi Potian gently swirled his internal energy at the Baihui acupoint, and Lin Zhennan and his wife felt a slight numbness on the top of their heads. Then, the scorching internal energy slowly descended along the Ren meridian, passing through the Tanzhong and Qihai acupoints, and returned to the Dantian, completing a full cycle.

"When going through the cycle again and again, one's will must be like a raging fire, unwavering even in the face of death, forging ahead without the slightest hesitation."

As Shi Potian guided his internal energy to circulate repeatedly, he softly instructed:

"The essence of this kung fu lies in 'fierceness' and 'decisiveness.' One must have the heart of a chivalrous knight, one's internal energy must not be stagnant, and one's will must not waver. Only in this way can one match its domineering nature and restrain evil."

The internal martial arts technique he taught from Xia Ke Island was actually called "Three Cups of Promise," which was created by ancient knights and meant "a promise is worth a thousand pieces of gold, even in death one will have no regrets."

It is fierce and pure, and is specifically designed to counter evil and wickedness. The method that allows one to unleash three times the internal energy is its core technique, "Threefold Righteousness," but Shi Potian himself is unaware of the name of this mental cultivation method.

Moonlight streamed through the window, casting a few rays of soft glow that mingled with the flickering candlelight inside, making the three figures appear even more serene.

Lin Zhennan and his wife held their breath and carefully memorized the meridians and acupoints that Shi Potian guided them through.

This powerful and domineering internal skill, along with the "Fragrance of Heroic Bones even in death" bone-refining technique, complements each other perfectly. When mastered, the couple will become unparalleled masters in the world.

Meanwhile, the hunchback, who had been beaten by Shi Potian and had a curved knife stuck in his back, fled in disarray!

He scrambled through several streets and alleys, bleeding profusely along the way, and only dared to catch his breath when he saw that Shi Potian had not chased after him.

The camel hump on his back was still throbbing, and if it weren't for the deformity of the hump blocking part of the scimitar stuck in his back, he would probably have died on the spot.

But before he could even catch his breath—

Then another dark figure sprang up from inside the escort agency. The man drew his sword and exchanged blows with the curved saber, but was actually sent flying out of the agency. He then fled towards him, almost colliding with him!

The hunchback's pupils constricted sharply, and the hairs on his body stood on end. Why were there other masked men in black on the roof of the security escort agency?!

He didn't even notice!

The hunchback's heart skipped a beat, and a strong sense of frustration surged up inside him.

He had been hiding on the roof of the east wing of the escort agency, thinking he was perfectly concealed, but he hadn't noticed that the man in black had also infiltrated; the other party was clearly a cut above him.

He came to the Central Plains believing himself to be highly skilled in martial arts and full of ambition, intending to show the martial arts world of the North to the unique skills of the northern frontier, and also to investigate the situation and prepare for future events.

Little did he know that a small escort agency like Fuwei would cause him repeated setbacks.

The clown is me!

The man in black was clearly also injured; his hand holding the sword was trembling slightly.

He was also taken aback when he saw the hunchback. As fellow losers, they had no interest in exchanging pleasantries. He suddenly pushed off with his feet and was about to dash off in another direction.

Just then—

"Ha ha ha ha……"

A clear yet sinister laugh suddenly exploded in the air above the escort agency!

The laughter resounded through the sky, its rolling sound waves sweeping across the entire city; the depth of its power was beyond comprehension.

There was a third person hiding on the roof of the security escort agency, and he was a red-clad man with astonishing cultivation!

The two losers looked at each other in bewilderment.

The hunchback's body stiffened abruptly, a wave of intense humiliation washing over him. Enough is enough! He had been humiliated again and again today, without any reason. This was intolerable!

The hunchback was filled with boundless hatred, and his eyes were practically spitting fire as he looked at the man in black in front of him.

The man in black was puzzled.

He himself had just experienced a strong psychological letdown:

Having lurked on the rooftop for a long time, he was secretly pleased to see the hunchback being discovered first, thinking that Lin Pingzhi would not notice him. Little did he know that he would soon be proven wrong.

That wasn't all; the young镖头 (bodyguard/escort) had actually managed to defeat him with a flick of his sleeve, inflicting considerable internal injuries.

When he first saw the hunchback, he felt a sense of sympathy for him, but then he was publicly humiliated by the man in red's laughter.

He arrived full of vigor and high spirits, but in the blink of an eye, Changsha almost became his burial place.

Recalling the red-clad man's earlier imposing manner, the black-clad man was filled with lingering fear. He ignored the hunchback and turned to flee swiftly.

The hunchback stared in the direction the man in black had fled, a fierce resolve forming in his heart:

Once this matter is settled and we return to the desert, I will expedite that crucial event and ensure that you all meet a gruesome end!

As for the aura of the man in red, he had only felt it in front of that senior in Kunlun Mountain. This time when he returned, he would definitely ask that senior to come out of the mountain and work together to accomplish great things!

After an unknown amount of time, the arrogant laughter finally faded away in the evening breeze.

The narrow alleyway fell silent again, with only the mournful sound of the wind blowing past the alley entrance.

The hunchback trembled as he pulled out some healing medicine from his pocket, shoved a few pills into his mouth haphazardly, then pulled the curved knife from his back, applied some wound medicine, and dared not linger for even a moment longer.

He hunched over, like a frightened mouse, and silently slipped away towards the outskirts of the city, not daring to look back.