The main hall where the statue of Guan Sheng is enshrined is also called the Zhongyi Hengtian Hall. This name is only found on plaques in some more sophisticated authentic temples, so when Lin Hai went out of the hall, he raised his head and took one more look before giving it a try.

He walked calmly towards the group of big men in the courtyard.

It seems that what Mr. Sun said is right, this temple is indeed an old temple with some exquisiteness.

In the courtyard in front, there were three or five people laughing around an enshrined Guan Dao. The knife was placed horizontally in the air and lifted up by two huge stone locks. It was said to be an object used by Mr. Guan back then. The authenticity cannot be verified.

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"I still don't believe it. Wasn't Second Master Guan a mortal before he became a god? Can he carry such a heavy object and fight on the battlefield? I have to tie up the watermelon knife with a rope in a group fight, otherwise

I can’t even hold the knife firmly without taking it off!”

Just when the rogue was about to tell the new recruits about his heroic deeds of blood on the streets, a younger brother suddenly winked at him:

"Brother, here we come!"

Coming?

Chen San suddenly became excited. Before he joined the Wutong Sect, he was just a second-rate gangster in the street temple. Because he was familiar with the local situation and joined the sect early, he quickly got into a management position. With the majesty of the sect, he used the majesty of the sect to replace those who had gone before.

Everyone who looked down on themselves was taught a lesson.

It was he who proposed the idea of ​​rebuilding the Guandi Temple into the Wutong Temple, because the locals had been worshiping since ancient times and still respected Guan Gong.

Chen San had just put the wolfishness he had trained over the past few days on his face, and was about to attack Lin Hai who was coming towards him, but who knew that Lin Hai turned a blind eye to him and walked straight to the handle that looked like it was not him?

Before the Guan Dao was used by people.

What does he want to do? Could it be that he wants to clean the knife?

The chores in the temple are usually done by Old Man Sun, but since he is old, it is normal to hire others to do it. Chen San frowned and said:

"Boy, do you want to touch..."

A slight sound of "crack" suddenly stopped Chen San from talking.

Everyone, including Old Man Sun and Shi Kaitai who came behind, opened their eyes in disbelief.

Lin Hai actually freed the Guan Dao from the stone lock with one hand?

He really broke free!

Because when the knife was originally placed, the stone lock and the handle were connected together. When the knife was placed, no one thought that someone could actually lift it.

But now someone has actually done it, and it still looks so easy and effortless.

Lin Hai waved it casually twice, and the evil wind rolled down the blade. He felt that it was perfect to use this knife to learn the Sixty-Four Spring and Autumn Slashes with Shi Kaitai, so he nodded with satisfaction and made a long thud.

The sword stood there, and the weight of the blade alone made a crack in the stone slab under his feet. Chen San, who was unusually silent at this moment and behaved like a quail, asked:

"Boy, were you calling me just now?"

"No, no, no!"

Chen San shook his head like a rattle, without any "heroic attitude of holding a watermelon knife in his hand to chop off the force".

Lin Hai was still reluctant: "What's wrong with you?"

"No, no, we just came here to burn incense sticks. We left, we left, we left here, we left here..."

The gangsters fled in a hurry, causing Shi Kaitai, who was quietly watching from the side, to laugh softly. This slight smile was simply more embarrassing than any sarcastic words in the world.

Chen San clenched the fist hidden in his robe sleeves and quickly retreated without looking back. He secretly swore in his heart that he would definitely find this scene again in the future!

"slow!"

Lin Hai carried the terrifying Guandao on his shoulders. He didn't need to exude any momentum, but it was equally oppressive and scary. Chen San really didn't dare to move anymore, but he just screamed indignantly:

"What are you going to do?"

After I just finished speaking, I may have felt that the voice was too loud and something was wrong, so I forced a smile to accompany it:

"We can discuss it easily!"

"Help me pass a message to your steward there, saying that Lin Hai will set a table for you tonight at the best restaurant in Dazhou to discuss matters related to the temple. If no one comes after that time, I will use this

Knife, chop you to death!"

Chen San glanced at the big knife on Lin Hai's shoulder. This knife had been placed in the temple for almost two hundred years. The earlier wooden handle was rotten. This one was made later. It was so heavy that it was just a tool.

I didn't expect that someone would actually use it for a day, so the blade was not opened. If this knife was going to cut someone, it wouldn't be a chop, it would be a smash.

Chen San nodded desperately, and finally saw Lin Hai waving his hands to let them go, and then ran away desperately.

"Young master Lin is really Guan Sheng when he is alive. This sword... This sword weighs about 400 kilograms, right? It's really, really..."

"Strengthening the mountains and overwhelming the world!"

Shi Kaitai suddenly answered, but Lin Hai shook his head: "The two people you mentioned didn't end well in the end!"

The master and servant burst into laughter.

Lin Hai glanced at the sky: "It's still early now, and we have nothing to do. Why don't you teach me the Spring and Autumn Sixty-Four Cuts first?"

When Old Man Sun heard this, he quickly ran to close the door, leaving only Shi Kaitai and Lin Hai in the courtyard.

In fact, the practice of Spring and Autumn Sword Techniques is not what Lin Hai imagined. Every move is done in a precise manner. Instead, there are only a few simple pile techniques and some clever force-generating techniques.

This kind of sword technique simply broke Lin Hai's understanding of martial arts in this world. At the same time, this kind of training method also secretly conformed to the essence of sixty-four cuts and the sword has no fixed form.

Because Lin Hai is a Tongyou monk himself, and his previous innate cultivation has made his body round and flawless, so he is very good at learning the Spring and Autumn Sixty-Four Slashes. Moreover, Lin Hai also discovered that when he used the Spring and Autumn Sword Technique,

At that time, this Daguan Dao was locked in the temple for a hundred years, as if something was echoing him.

Is it some kind of incredible magic weapon? It was lost in the world?

Countless novels I had read in my previous life suddenly came to mind. The grandfather in the ring and the supreme inheritance of the ancient emperor came to me one after another. Damn it, am I going to be the protagonist?

With such expectations, Lin Hai practiced the Spring and Autumn Sixty-Four Sword Techniques even harder. After a moment, he actually heard a faint chanting voice coming from it.

He held his breath and calmed down, and only heard what the voice said: "Bless me to give birth to a big fat boy in the future!"

What the hell!?

After Lin Hai heard the words clearly, his whole body froze and he almost threw the knife in his hand. Before he could think of anything else, he heard that the knife seemed to have been opened by some kind of gate, and countless people roared like a mountain and a tsunami.

Whispers, like the whispers of mosquitoes and flies, and like thunder from the sky, constantly impacting his soul.

This is... the will of Shengmin!
Chapter completed!