Heaven's Way, Heaven's Pride

The next morning, Lin Zheng got up early, washed up and came to the yard. For a moment, he didn't know where to go. The huge yard was a bit strange and comfortable. Suddenly, Lin Zheng's ears moved and he ran towards the martial arts field in the distance, because there he heard a noisy sound, cheers, cheers, and exclamations!

"Hello, Master!" As soon as Lin Zheng arrived at the door of the martial arts field, a sharp-eyed person recognized Lin Zheng and bowed hurriedly.

Lin Zheng waved his hand and looked calm. Although he was a little uncomfortable, he did not lose his sense of proportion.

"Master!"

"Good morning, Master!"

Everyone greeted Lin Zheng, and Lin Zheng responded one by one, easy-going but not losing his demeanor.

In the field, Lin Dao was competing with a guard. At a glance, it was clear that Lin Dao was more than one level stronger than his opponent, but Lin Dao did not suppress him purely, but just kept resisting, as if he was learning something from his opponent. In the midst of the violent storm, Lin Dao stood still and used his scabbard to block the attack with one hand. The opponent didn't even have the qualifications to let Lin Dao retreat a step, let alone draw his sword. However, Lin Dao's eyes were pure, without a trace of superiority.

These guards included people from the original Shuangshi Mercenary Group and new recruits into the mansion. They were all selected one by one, so there shouldn't be any big problems. It seemed that Lin Dao was about to make another breakthrough. After another round of violent storms, the guard opposite Lin Dao was obviously exhausted and could no longer keep up with the previous attack rhythm. However, Lin Dao was on the verge of enlightenment and was just a little bit away from a breakthrough.

Lin Zheng suddenly appeared in the field from outside the field, pushed the guard out lightly, and picked up the long sword that was originally in the guard's hand. The violent storm-like attack fell on Lin Dao.

The power, rhythm, and swordplay were exactly the same as the guard just now. The original swordplay in Lin Zheng's hand seemed to have a hint of sublimation. Lin Dao had no expression on his face, and he continued to resist with the handle of the sword, while Lin Zheng kept attacking and attacking, and each attack was exquisite to the point.

Suddenly, Lin Dao's eyes flashed, and he bent down, and the long sword in his hand slowly slashed from bottom to top.

Slow! Very slow! But Lin Zheng's momentum suddenly shook, and then the long sword in his hand broke into pieces and fell to the ground. The people around him naturally did not see the exquisiteness of this sword, but Lin Zheng's eyes were full of surprise, and his thumbs in his hand were raised high to Lin Dao.

Lin Dao put the long sword back into the scabbard, a satisfied smile appeared on his face, and then he and Lin Zheng smiled at each other, and their bodies flashed, and the two quickly left the martial arts field.

Just when everyone was puzzled, the place where Lin Zheng stood radiated backwards, and a large area of ​​the martial arts field ground instantly turned into powder. Puff, everyone standing in this area suddenly stepped into the stone powder, and gradually a cloud of dust rose!

When they returned to the lobby, Luo Lingling had already prepared breakfast and served it up, and Rascal Wolf was also there. As soon as everyone sat down, someone outside the door said that the Wen family and the Tie family were visiting together, and Lin Zheng hurriedly invited them in.

"Look, I told you, they must be having breakfast, why do you have to come so early!" Wen Tianqing's voice came from afar.

"What's wrong? They are not outsiders, Lin Zheng, quickly add two sets of bowls and chopsticks!" Then a big man appeared in front of everyone as soon as he finished speaking. Who else could it be but Tiemu Zhan? So breakfast was spent in the time when everyone was talking and laughing. When breakfast was over, Lin Qin pulled Tiemu Zhan out, of course, Rascal Wolf and Lin Qian were also with them.

The remaining Lin Zheng, Li Ruoshui and Lin Wen were sitting in the hall drinking tea. Lin Dao had gone to practice alone. According to him, he couldn't help much anyway, so it was better to spend time on practice. Of course, Lin Zheng and others didn't object. Luo Qingqing and Old Man Luo discussed that they would buy some daily necessities and recruit some servants. The two were counting carefully to see if there was anything else they needed to buy back.

Just when Luo Lingling and the others were about to leave, someone outside the door came to report that several wealthy merchants in Wushuang City were coming to visit together. Old Man Luo hurried to greet them. When the wealthy merchants arrived in the hall, Lin Zheng and others stood up to greet them. Lin Zheng and his group were destined to rise strongly. These businessmen were ready to suppress them. The rise of a new force naturally requires the support of many forces behind them.

Old Man Luo tried to calm down and handed a gift list to Lin Zheng. Lin Zheng took a look and handed it to Li Ruoshui, and asked the servants to bring up the tea and cakes. The family members exchanged a few words and said goodbye. The initial negotiations did not take too much time. Both parties were knowledgeable people, so things became extra easy. After the greetings, several wealthy businessmen left with satisfaction.

Luo Lingling sorted out the gifts with shining eyes. Before she finished counting, many nobles came to visit one after another. Those big shots who were not even seen before appeared in front of everyone like passers-by today. Many guards and servants in the mansion opened their eyes wide and handled everything carefully, fearing that there would be any mistakes. They admired the young new owner to the extreme.

It wasn't until noon that the flow of people started to slow down. Most of these people were the people who had greeted Lin Zheng and others at the banquet last night. Today they all came to talk with them and brought gifts. Of course, they also brought a lot of gifts. Few gifts. In the afternoon, Lin Mansion, which was about to calm down, was busy again. Many small forces came to visit. One morning was enough for the events of last night to spread throughout Wushuang City. Many of the people who came to visit this time were Of course there are many new faces as well as those who have been here last time. Later, Lin Zheng simply handed over everything to Lin Wen, Luo Lingling, and Old Man Luo, and he, Li Ruoshui, and Wen Tianqing ran to the backyard.

"Good guy, Brother Lin, you are very popular. This is not much worse than our so-called aristocratic families!" Wen Tianqing sighed.

"Brother Wen, we understand people so let's not talk about these things." Lin Zheng said with a wry smile.

"Haha! Others are looking forward to gifts being delivered to their doorsteps, but you are better off!"

Li Ruoshui personally prepared some pastries and tea and brought them over. Before everyone could chat a few words, a young man outside the door hurriedly came to report, with a shocked expression on his face, and said stumblingly: "Home, Master! Kang, Kang The Marquis is visiting!”

"Huh?" Wen Tianqing's eyes narrowed. He heard that this mansion was originally owned by Lord Kang, but when did Lin Zheng and Kang Zhi'an get together?

"Brother Wen, can we go together?" Lin Zheng stood up and said calmly.

"good!"

A group of three people walked towards the gate. Before they could walk over, they heard a loud voice: "Haha! Brother Lin, I haven't seen you for a day. The limelight is more than ever before. Brother Kang, let me come and see our new home in Wushuang City." What a hero!" As he spoke, Kang Zhi'an walked a few steps in front of Lin Zheng and the others. He was wearing a well-fitting warrior uniform without the usual silk and satin, and the old housekeeper was running behind him.

"Brother Kang, let's go! Let's talk inside." Lin Zheng and others returned to a small reception room in the backyard.

"This is Wen Tianqing from the Wen family! This is Lord Kang! You don't need me to introduce you, right?" Lin Zheng said with a smile.

"I've seen it, I've seen it!" Kang Zhi'an raised his hands and fists to signal to Wen Tianqing, and Wen Tianqing quickly stood up and returned the salute. After a while of greetings, everyone began to put aside their politeness and start talking.

"I said, Brother Kang must have something to do when he came here today, right?" Lin Zheng asked with a smile.

"Come on, it's not like you don't know, why are you pretending to be stupid! After all, I need to do whatever it takes to cure my disease. I can't wait any longer!" Kang Zhi'an was not pretentious and generous. Fang's said.

Wen Tianqing on the side was stunned. Healing injuries and illnesses? Rumor has it that Kang Zhi'an has an old wound on his body, and that this old wound is still the key to preventing him from becoming a saint. But doesn't it mean that he can't find a solution even after years of seeking? Is this Lin Zheng? With his thoughts spinning, Wen Tianqing stared at Lin Zheng motionless.

"Let me take a look at Brother Kang's current situation first. I'm not completely sure. It's better to be more careful. Only by finding the root cause can we prescribe the right medicine." After Lin Zheng said this, he stood up and flipped through the air with his right hand, and a box of silver needles appeared in his hand. inside.

"Okay, feel free to do it!" Kang Zhi'an immediately exposed his upper body and stood in the center of the room. The muscles on his strong body were evenly distributed. It seemed that there was no trace of scars left, but a faint red color was faintly revealed under the skin. Red awn.

Li Ruoshui had already gone to the front to help Luo Lingling. There were only four people in the room, Lin Zheng, Kang Zhi'an, Wen Tianqing, and Kang Zhi'an's old housekeeper. Lin Zheng didn't shy away from anything. He stroked Kang Zhi'an's upper body back and forth with his hands. The silver needles pierced Kang Zhi'an's upper body in an orderly manner.

The next moment, Lin Zheng's right hand was like white jade, and he was tapping various acupuncture points on Kang Zhi'an's body. Countless white arcs were drawn across it, and the clanging sound kept reminding him of the look on Kang Zhi'an's face when Lin Zheng stopped his hand. It was already covered in sweat and seemed to be enduring the pain.

"Brother Kang, hold on, it will be fine soon!" Lin Zheng shouted loudly, and then his hands continued to draw on the silver needles. The silver needles kept buzzing wherever they passed, and the spiritual power in the air continued to turn into Each small vortex quickly disappeared into Kang Zhi'an's skin, almost visible to the naked eye. After each small vortex of spiritual energy entered along a silver needle, the silver needle would automatically fall off. , and after a while, the ground was covered with a layer of silver needles as thin as ox hair, and only a few dozen silver needles were still on Kang Zhian's body.

The silver needles fell off one after another, and finally there were still three silver needles on Kang Zhi'an's chest, abdomen and spine. A spar appeared in Lin Zheng's hand, and then he crushed the spar directly with a fierce grip. A stream of spiritual energy divided into three parts and rushed toward the location of the three silver needles.

"Papa papa!" There were three soft sounds, and the heels of three silver needles exploded. Kang Zhi'an spat out a mouthful of blood, making a deep hole in the stone slabs on the ground.

"How's it going?" Kang Zhi'an put on his clothes out of breath and asked calmly, but the trembling in the corners of his eyes still betrayed his inner excitement.

PS: Here’s the first update. Life lies in exercise. I went out to exercise with flowers. Well, okay, I admit that there are many girls during the run! Ahem, it’s the last day of May, please give me your fierce collection and red tickets!