"Lin Luo is not a false reputation, it seems that Uncle Master is right."

Suddenly a sound came from behind. Lin Luo turned around but saw no figure. He turned back again and saw a person lying in Guanhai Pavilion, with a sword casually placed on the stone table.

This man looked careless, wearing a tattered warrior outfit, with delicate eyebrows and eyes, but looking at his face, he felt like he was middle-aged and vicissitudes.

Lin Luo took a step forward and subconsciously protected Yu Yunxin behind him: "You know me?"

Being able to call his name is obviously to know him, so Lin Luo came to a conclusion - that is, he came prepared.

"I heard it before, but I didn't agree. When I saw it, I didn't expect to be able to escape from the spiritual imprint left by my uncle. I am a promising young talent." The sloppy man said leisurely, giving Lin Luo a long sigh tone. When he appeared on such a middle-aged man, he felt very uncomfortable.

But if you carefully grasp the key points of the sloppy man's words, the man called Meng Sheng the uncle, he was undoubtedly the second generation disciple of the Confucian sect. But no second generation disciple is over forty years old, and looking at this sloppy man, it doesn't seem like that.

"Have you not asked for your name yet?"

The sloppy man sighed and stared at Lin Luo and said, "You are a young man, you have to pretend to be deep, without the vitality that young people should have. It's as boring as those old guys."

Lin Luo was scolded by the man inexplicably again in the tone of an elder, but at this time Lin Luo's mood was not rippling, not even a little anger. He was just curious that this person was fun and what he said was fun.

"There is no way, the middle master collapsed. As soon as he was in the twentieth century, he had to lead the entire sect. How could he be as frivolous as an ordinary young man?" Lin Luo walked forward with his beautiful wife and sat down at a corner of Guanhai Pavilion. The mountain wind was gusts, and although it was already the weather, the coolness was raging, and there was no heat at all.

The sloppy man turned over and a strange smile flashed across the corner of his mouth: "Okay, I won't say much nonsense. I'm here to find you this time just to compete with you for swords. I heard that you have outstanding sword skills, and I'll accompany me for a few moves."

The man's words were very different and completely different. Even though Lin Luoshen was quick-witted, he could not keep up with the rhythm of the sloppy man at this moment. Why did he say "Sword-making" as he talked about?

Lin Luo shook his head and rejected: "I'm sorry, I just brought my wife to see the scene of the martial arts holy land this time, and I did not plan to take advantage of this beautiful scenery."

The sloppy man stared at Lin Luo as if he had seen a ghost, and he didn't believe that this person refused so simply.

The sloppy man's eyes roamed and suddenly jumped up: "I just played with you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped on the hilt of the sword on the stone table with his toes, picked up the long sword from the sheath, and came with him.

The Guanhai Pavilion is not big, and you are still careful when moving, let alone fighting each other. It is really difficult.

Lin Luo hugged Yu Yunxin with his left arm, blocking half of his body in front of Yu Yunxin, and threw his right hand out, eating and eating, and a scattered sword energy shot out from his fingertips, directly reaching the sloppy man's central palace.

Yiyang finger has a strict temperament, strict and orderly manner, and there is no big flaw except for its power. This move directly hit the central palace, forcing the sloppy man to change his moves in the middle, snorting coldly to retreat as an advance. The sword energy shocked the chest, and after a crisp sound, he protected his heart veins, stepped on the four-corner pillars of Guanhaiting, and then thrust the sword towards Lin Luo.

The sloppy man was filled with anger, and his moves were completed. He was blocked from the middle of the process, and his internal strength instantly stagnated and forced changes, which made people's hearts difficult to smooth and depression accumulate in the body.

Lin Luo's grasp of offense and defense transformation has gradually become more and more serious.

As the saying goes, the strongest is also the weakest, and when you attack, you also reveal your weaknesses.

Facing the sloppy man who came one after another, Lin Luo flipped his right hand like a butterfly and shot his fingers one after another, focusing on the embarrassing moment when the sloppy man had not yet developed his new power and his old power had retreated.

As soon as the sloppy man had a change in his sword, Lin Luo's fingers were forced to change his tricks. Even though he was so sloppy man, he wanted to curse himself in the street.

After the four swords, the sloppy man stepped back a few steps and stepped on the wooden railing of Guanhai Pavilion. There was a cliff under his feet with a hundred feet of wind. The mountain wind was gushing, and he was almost at risk of falling off the cliff. The sloppy man's face turned red and snorted angrily and threw the sword to the ground: "I heard that the sword skills of the leader Lin were extraordinary for a long time. With this fingering force, what's the point of being unable to get close to me? I won't hit you anymore!"

While speaking, a panting sound came from the mountains. After a while, he ran to the top of the mountain with a sloppy breath, and then he saw the sloppy man breathing a sigh of relief. He ran forward in three steps and clasped his fists at Lin Luo and said, "President Lin is rude. I, the uncle of the master, have a breakneck. If you offend me, I hope he will forgive me!"

The person who spoke was Xiao Nian, the former young disciple who introduced Lin Luo and others to the Shengxian Village.

"Is this person really your uncle?" Lin Luo asked. To be honest, this man did not have any righteousness and had a very hot temper. If it were the butcher who killed pigs and sheep in the market, perhaps someone would believe it.

As soon as he finished speaking, the sloppy man in Guanhaiting was displeased: "Hey, do I look like a uncle who doesn't want Xiao Nian?"

Lin Luo shook his head and sneered: "I don't have the temperament of a scholar, but I have a hot temper like the butchers in the town."

The sloppy man was amused after hearing Lin Luo's words: "I really do the butcher when I enter the master's sect."

Xiao Nian was caught between the two and was anxious: "President Lin, Uncle Zilu, don't argue."

Uncle Zilu...

Lin Luo muttered twice, and his previous memory became clearer and clearer. Among the seventy-two disciples of Confucius, not many were famous, but this Zilu was really the most famous in the record.

Zilu is the so-called "transfer student" of the seventy-two disciples under Confucius's sect, but he is also the most special one among them.

It is recorded that Zilu was despicable, brave and upright, and Zeng Ling raped Confucius. Confucius set up rituals to lure him a little, so Zilu then consecrated the Confucians and appointed him as his disciples. Then he still spoke out loudly and contradicted Confucius, and was a fool in Confucius' school. Confucius loved him and was famous for his political affairs.

Simply put, this man contradicted the saint and even picked it up. Later, he was influenced by the saint's feelings and served the saint in front of the horse and behind him, becoming one of his disciples. Zilu had a irritable personality and was also considered an introduction to the art, but the key is to have a innocent heart, so the saint loved this disciple and was called a fool by the saint, which shows his spoiling.

Although I have seen many historical celebrities before, now standing in front of Zilu, one of Confucius' most compelling disciples, Lin Luo's heart is still waving.

Lin Luo carefully counted the subway: "It turned out to be Mr. Zilu. No wonder his style of conduct is so weird. He is moved by his heart and has a innocent heart!" Yu Yunxin looked at the sloppy man in front of him incredibly. Unexpectedly, this person was Zilu, the disciple who was praised by Confucius and spoiled the most.

Xiao Nianhe rescued the situation in the middle: "Zheng Lin, Wan Haihan." He turned his head and whispered in Zilu's ear. Zilu's face changed and he gave Lin Luo a vicious look: "Hmph, if someone hadn't protected you, I would have to duel with you!"

Xiao Nian continued, "Uncle Zilu, my teacher would like to go over and talk."

Zilu waved his sleeves and said, "Hmph, my elder brother is going to teach me a lesson, I won't go. Boy Fu Nian, go back and tell your master that it's good that you can't find me~" After that, he raised his whole body and disappeared between the mountains with heavy rocks.
Chapter completed!