Lin Zhennan took a sip of tea, put the teacup heavily, and said, "Hmph, if you say it's a long story, then start from the beginning. Anyway, you don't want to run away today."

Lin Pingzhi rolled his eyes and said to himself: "You little old man, you can still learn from me." But he said, "Okay, then I'll just say it."

"First classify the masters in the world, so that you can have an intuitive concept. People in the world are roughly divided into first-class masters, second-rate masters, third-rate masters, and then down to the lower nine-rate. Those backbones of local gangs and those with little names are considered third-rate. Gang leaders or disciples of large sects have second-rate levels. As long as the disciples of the Five Yue Sword Sect are basically considered second-rate. The disciples of Shaolin Wudang will be stronger, and the disciples of small sects such as Qingcheng Emei will be weaker."

Seeing Lin Zhennan and Mrs. Wang nodding, Lin Pingzhi continued: "There will be first-class people in the future. First-class masters are basically the top people in the martial arts world, the heads of various sects, or the giant thieves in famous provinces. But they are only staying in the early stages of first-class masters, such as Yu Canghai and the likes of the wood peaks, who can enter the middle stage of first-class masters, such as the head of the Taishan Sect, the master of Tianmen, my master, and the master of Dingxian in Hengshan Sect, who are all first-level figures of the head of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, and they are also able to become elders. Finally, they are top figures of the first-class masters, such as the master of the Huashan Sect, which is famous at the level of the Jianghuo."

Lin Zhennan asked, "What about yourself? How good are you?"

Lin Pingzhi thought for a while and said, "If you talk about real kung fu, I am better than my senior brother. My senior brother's kung fu is not inferior to Master Yue. I can slightly surpass the top-notch masters and enter the ranks of top-notch masters."

Lin Zhennan raised his eyebrows and asked, "There is anyone above the top experts?"

Lin Pingzhi smiled and said, "Of course, otherwise how can you calculate the leader of the Demon Cult?"

Lin Zhennan laughed and said, "That's right, you can continue talking."

Lin Pingzhi said: "There are too few top-notch masters. They can be counted with both hands, and there are many living in seclusion in the wild and have not shown up for decades. The weakest one of the top masters is me, and then there are Zuo Shi Bo of Songshan Sect, Xiang Wentian of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and Chongxu Zhenren, the head of Wudang Sect."

Mrs. Wang said in surprise: "Even the head of Wudang is just the bottom of the top masters?"

Lin Pingzhi nodded and said, "That's right, the abbot of Shaolin Temple is Master Fang Zheng, and the great devil Ren Woxing. Their skills are superb. Even if they face Zuo Master, Chongxu Zhenren, Xiang Wentian and others, they will also have a great victory."

Lin Zhennan nodded and said, "If you are not the top master of the top master with the status and martial arts of Fangzheng, it would be unreasonable."

Lin Pingzhi shook his head and said, "They are just super first-class midfielders. In fact, they are not opponents of top people at all. The top-class people are the real number one person in the world. Myths in the martial arts world, the legends that live, and the amazing figures that are hard to come out in a century."

Lin Zhennan said "Oh" and asked, "You mean Dongfang Bubai?"

Lin Pingzhi nodded and said, "That's right, but not only the leader of the Eastern Sect, but also the Uncle Zhang of the Feng Qingyang of Huashan and the ancient tomb. They can all be called the number one person in the world."

Lin Zhennan asked, "Huashan Feng Qingyang? He was a disciple of Huashan Sword Sect back then. He was said to have outstanding sword skills. But Ping'er, you listed him as the top in the world. Did you raise him up? Why didn't I think he would be much better than Ren Woxing and Master Fang Zheng?"

Lin Pingzhi smiled and said, "That's your information is outdated. Feng Qingyang has also learned the "Zixia Divine Art" of Huashan School. His internal strength is extraordinary and his swordsmanship is even more outstanding. His "Dugu Nine Swords" has taught Linghu Chong some of his fur. Linghu Chong's strength is already comparable to his master Yue Buqun. How high do you think Feng Qingyang's swordsmanship is?"

Lin Zhennan took a breath and said, "Then his swordsmanship is the best in the world. What about your Uncle Zhang? If I remember correctly, he may be about the same age as me. At the age of 40, he may be ten years younger than Dongfang Bubai, and even twenty or thirty years younger than Feng Qingyang." As he said that, he turned to Zi Yan and said, "Of course, I never look down on Mr. Zhang. Don't blame Yan'er."

The little girl waved her hand and said, "No, no, Yan'er also wants to know."

Lin Pingzhi smiled and said, "Uncle Zhang, he faced Yuantu Gong when he was young." Then he talked about how Zhang Yue, the uncle of the ancient tomb, challenged Lin Yuantu back then. Then Lin Pingzhi continued, "I don't know what kind of kung fu he has practiced, but I must have practiced the "Nine Yin Scriptures" and maybe I have practiced some of the "Innate Kung fu" and realized the state of "no moves to be better than moves", and the "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms" may also know a few palms. Dad, think about it, my senior brother and I have learned half of his kung fu, and we two young people in our twenties are at the top of first-class masters. How high do you think he has a kung fu?"

Lin Zhennan was speechless for a while, not knowing how to follow it down. However, Mrs. Wang did not feel the pressure brought by the tomb uncle. She asked, "Ping'er, then you said you are a little special. What's the special thing? Even if you and Xiang Wentian are both top-notch masters, I'm afraid you can't kill two elders of Heimu Cliff in a row like slaughtering chickens and dogs. Aren't they also top-notch masters?"

Lin Pingzhi nodded, waved his sleeves, and the Dongling Iron Sword slid into his hand, and he used his internal force to swing it casually. The long sword stretched from several inches to more than three feet. Then he pushed open the door and grabbed a small tripod in the yard outside the room with one hand. The small tripod flew over tremblingly. Before the little tripod flew into the door, Lin Pingzhi took the lead two steps forward to use the "Sky Net Wide and Bright" and cut the small tripod, which was more than 100 kilograms into pieces. Then he turned around and walked into the room, handed the Dongling Iron Sword that had been retracted to his original one to Mrs. Wang's hand, while he closed his eyes and returned to his breath.

It turns out that he has made a big breakthrough in "Innate Kung Fu" recently, and he has become more and more proficient in controlling the innate true qi. He also has a lot of experience in controlling the internal strength of others and the vitality of heaven and earth through innate true qi. He also understands the essence of the skill of "Dragon Grab" in the air. He originally wanted to catch the small tripod with handsomeness, but who knew that the small tripod with more than 100 pounds made him feel exhausted. Then he used the ultimate move like "The Net of Heaven is Huge". He did not suffer internal injuries immediately. He was already tough and had strong internal strength.

After a while, Lin Pingzhi recovered and opened his eyes to see his parents and the two beauties with concern. He couldn't help but smile and said, "It's okay, I just felt a little exhausted just now."

Mrs. Wang was so angry that she pinched Lin Pingzhi's cheek again and scolded: "You can just talk well, what can you do? Now I'm happy, you just don't let your mother worry." Lin Pingzhi blinked and pretended to be cute, but he didn't dare to speak, so as not to be scolded by Mrs. Wang for a few more words.

However, Lin Zhennan said a fair word: "If it weren't for Pingzhi's sword just now, I would never believe that Pingzhi had such martial arts. However, you are too reckless and say something, will you really not believe you if you are a father and mother?" As he said that, he took the iron sword from Mrs. Wang's hand and played with it carefully. Then he said: "This seven-inch-long iron sword weighs more than 20 kilograms. You can tell that it is a treasure based on the weight alone. Yan'er just said that this sword was made of Burmese iron, which has a magical effect in transmitting internal force and urging sword energy. He didn't expect that there would be such a thing in the world. But what does this "Dongling" mean?" As he said that, Lin Zhennan pointed to the word "Dongling" engraved on the back of the sword.

Mrs. Wang had just been caring about Lin Pingzhi and did not look closely. At this time, she took the sword back and looked carefully. While looking, she said to herself: "Of course Dongling is the name of the sword-casting man. Then this sword should be called "Dongling Sword". This name is very familiar. Where have you heard of it?"

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There is still no update on Saturday and Sunday, so everyone will forgive me. I have practiced driving this morning, and I am afraid I will practice next week from Monday to Friday. If there is a poor update, please forgive me, hehe.

Damn, I just said that I couldn’t log in to the author’s section. Could it be that my startup method is wrong and I won’t be allowed to upload articles?

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Chapter completed!