I am Lin Pingzhi!At the beginning, ten thousand copies of the evil swordsmanship will be given!

Chapter 17 17. The son who likes to rub his head is too scary
"Cultivation commission +9"

"Cultivation commission +11"

"Cultivation commission +98"

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This feeling is as happy as Alipay's continuous arrival.

Why worry?Only getting rich!

"Ding~! Congratulations to the host, there are currently 89 people who have practiced the Evil Resisting Sword Manual to the level of Xiaocheng, and you have obtained 4698 points of cultivation as a commission."

Host: Lin Pingzhi
Sex: Male
Identity: Young Master of Fuwei Escort Bureau

Martial Arts: Evil Sword Manual 【Introduction】…

Realm (Martial Arts): Three Realms of Martial Arts (early stage)
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"Cultivation commission +21"

"Cultivation commission +18"

"Cultivation commission +99..."

...

"Congratulations, your cultivation has broken through to the mid-stage of the Third Martial Realm~!"

As the commission continued, Lin Pingzhi's cultivation had reached the middle stage of the Three Martial Realms.

This made Lin Pingzhi very happy.

"Cool, so cool!"

If the young master doesn't go out, he will accept the power of all directions~
After Lin Pingzhi waited for so long, the income from the exposure of the sword manual finally showed initial results.

He was pacing in the yard, feeling that his strength had improved by leaps and bounds, and he was in a happy mood.

"Cultivation commission +124..."

"Cultivation commission +1"

"Cultivation commission +15"

...

"Congratulations to the host, the cultivation base has broken through to the late stage of the third martial arts realm."

His cultivation base is still skyrocketing.

"Hee hee, exposing one copy of the Evil Resisting Sword Manual will earn you so much. If you expose a few more copies, you can live at home and become a master." Lin Pingzhi thought.

This goldfinger is really great.

It is much more comfortable than practicing martial arts all day long.

Xiang'er has been observing the young master for the past few days.

Seeing that the son seems to have become weird, a little different from before.

She giggled at every turn, sometimes clenched her fists excitedly, and behaved abnormally... It made her a little baffled, thinking that there was something wrong with her young master's brain.

Could it be... You have been in the yard for a long time, and you are depressed?
Depressed and happy?

Can't do it, can't do it...

If this continues, there will be big problems.

The young master has been very upset recently, and he hasn't gone hunting for more than a month.

Why did he suddenly lose interest in hunting and prefer to stay at home?

The important thing is that Young Master seems to like rubbing his head very much. Every time he steps forward, his hair will be messed up by him.

He was not like this before.

This... is obviously a psychological disease.

Xiang'er watched the young master pacing, then fed the fish over there, giggling...

Are you sick again?
She decided that she must try it out, and if it persisted, she would report to the old lady and ask a doctor to heal the young master's head.

Ever since the young master woke up last time, he has been acting strangely.

Maybe... something really went wrong, God knows what will happen if we don't deal with it in time.

The young master usually treats himself well, so he can't watch his condition worsen.

After thinking about it in her mind, Xiang'er stepped forward and handed Lin Pingzhi the fish food: "I asked weakly, master, are you... all right? Recently... it seems... you seem to be a little different. If you don’t even go to your favorite hunting, if you have something on your mind, you must tell Xiang’er, there’s no need to keep it in your heart.”

Hiding in the heart, it is easy to get mental illness.

Lin Pingzhi took the plate of fish food, stretched out his hand naturally, and wanted to rub Xiang'er's little head, let alone...his little head is like a cat, it is very comfortable to rub, especially seeing her hair messed up , The angry look of those watery eyes, he finds it very interesting.

Usually, besides Zheng Biaotou and Shi Biaotou, or Lin Zhennan and his wife, in his small courtyard, there is only a little girl named Xiang'er who is interesting and can talk a little bit.

The others, like logs, are not fun at all.

"Is there? No!" Lin Pingzhi replied.

Not yet?

You never knew how to pinch my head before, okay?

Seeing that Lin Pingzhi was about to rub her head again, Xiang'er resisted dodging and wanted to escape~
But after Lin Pingzhi's cultivation improved, his movements became faster and more accurate.

The little girl couldn't escape at all.

Instantly was pinched and rubbed.

"Master, I just combed my hair." The little girl frowned, a little displeased.

"Haha."

I don't know why, but Lin Pingzhi found it very interesting to see this little tiger getting angry.

"Master~" Xiang'er was full of anger.

this girl.

"If you keep doing this, I will shave my head." Xiang'er protested
Hearing this, Lin Pingzhi not only didn't feel anything wrong, but his eyes lit up, he touched his chin seriously and said:
"Shave your head? That might be a different experience!"

Xiang'er: ...

She's really out of luck~
This young master has more weird hobbies, so... can't I run away?
Xiang'er slid away, away from Lin Pingzhi, and ran out of the small courtyard.

The little girl felt that Lin Pingzhi was becoming more and more unpredictable. How did she know that it wasn't that Lin's head was broken, nor was he suffering from a mental illness, but that Lin had achieved great fortune, and his martial arts cultivation was constantly increasing.

And... it keeps increasing.

Every day, the number of people practicing the evil sword manual is increasing.

Could he be unhappy?

Lin Pingzhi is happy, the more people practice the Evil Resisting Sword Manual, the higher his achievement will be, and...the more people will know the Evil Resisting Sword Manual, it is a real treasure book.

Perhaps those grandchildren of Qingcheng Mountain would not be so anxious to seek revenge.

You will have more time to develop yourself.

Furthermore, with the passage of time, my cultivation base will definitely continue to increase. At that time...even if the turtle grandchildren from Qingcheng Mountain come, I will still have the ability to protect the Fuwei Escort, and even fight back... How can this make people feel uncomfortable? Happy?
What's more... Thinking of the depressed expression on the world's martial arts world knowing that the sword manual is true, Lin smiled unkindly.

As it should be.

According to the plot of Xiaoao, many martial arts people have coveted the evil sword manual for a long time.

Not to mention Mu Gaofeng, Yue Buqun, Yu Canghai and others, even my own grandfather, the head of the Golden Knife Sect, was actually very interested...not to mention other youngsters who wanted to take advantage of it.

Since they want to learn so much, I will give it to you~
It depends on whether you learn or not, and whether you are determined to learn.

"My lord, the master told you to come over, I have something to discuss with you." Xiang'er went back and forth, ran to the door and shouted.

She really didn't dare to approach it.

A young master who likes to rub his head, that's too scary.

I have to comb my hair every time I get close, who can bear it...Although it seems to feel very comfortable and safe...Bah, bah, bah...What's wrong with me?
Why do you think so?
Oh my god... did I just give in like this?

Xiang'er felt that she seemed to... fell in love with that feeling, what's going on?
"No, no, no... I can't like it, I can't feel this way, I have to resist! I have to resist! I can't fall!" The little girl thought to herself, she must resist~
Must not give in!
But just as she was thinking wildly, a big hand... at some point, covered her small head again.

Xiang'er: ...

Hey... I rely on it.

"Master? When did you come here?" The little girl's mind exploded.

I was tricked again!
"Where does my father tell me to go? What's the matter?" Lin Pingzhi asked nonchalantly.

"This...is...in the East Wing, Xiang'er doesn't know what's going on, the master didn't say anything." Xiang'er replied.

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(End of this chapter)