Dog Brother transmigrates into Lin Pingzhi: The Tai Xuan Scripture suppresses all nations

Mount Song, Shaolin Temple.

The night was as dark as ink, spreading across the outline of the Zhongyue Mountains and enveloping the ancient temple in a serene stillness.

Master Fangzheng sat cross-legged on a futon, his fingertips twirling a string of Bodhi seeds. The flickering lamplight cast his shadow on the mottled wall, his features serene.

A Buddhist scripture lay open on the table in front of him, but his gaze did not fall on the text. Instead, he looked out the window at the bronze bell hanging outside the temple's Buddha hall. The bell had not rung; there was nothing to do today.

"Senior brother." Light footsteps came from outside the door. Master Fang Sheng pushed the door open and entered, his gray monk's robe still damp with the chill of the mountain peak.

He clasped his hands together in a gesture of respect, and seeing Fang Zheng's solemn expression, he knew that there must be something important to discuss.

Fang Zheng slowly opened his eyes, his gaze deep and unfathomable: "Junior brother, do you know what's been attracting the most attention in the martial arts world lately?"

Fang Sheng nodded: "Naturally, it's Liu Zhengfeng's retirement ceremony. The Five Mountains Sword Sect is growing in power, yet Liu Zhengfeng wants to retire gracefully. This matter has already caused quite a stir in the martial arts world. However..."

He paused, his tone becoming more doubtful.

"According to reports from his disciples, the Songshan Sect seems quite dissatisfied with this matter. Zuo Lengchan has been frequently mobilizing manpower recently, probably because he is unwilling to let Liu Zhengfeng easily escape the control of the Five Mountains Sword Sect."

"Zuo Lengchan's ambition has been brewing for quite some time."

Fang Zheng sighed softly, the bodhi seed between his fingers resting in his palm.

"The Five Mountains Sword Sects were originally the pillars of the righteous path in the martial arts world. They formed an alliance only to fight against the evil sect, but now they have become a tool to achieve his ambitions."

"Liu Zhengfeng's actions are either because he saw through Zuo Lengchan's ambition, or because he has other motives. In any case, this 'washing hands of the martial arts world' gathering will likely become the fuse for turmoil in the martial arts world."

He changed the subject, his expression becoming increasingly serious, "However, what worries me more than the internal strife among the Five Mountains Sword Sects is something else entirely."

Fang Sheng's heart skipped a beat, and he asked, "Is the young head镖师 (bodyguard/escort) of the Fuwei Escort Agency who suddenly appeared out of nowhere, Senior Brother?"

"Exactly." Fang Zheng nodded, his voice becoming more serious.

"It is said that this young镖头 (bodyguard/escort) was able to defeat the Qingcheng Sect single-handedly with just a sword before he even reached adulthood. There are even rumors that he has mastered the true Evil-Repelling Sword Technique."

Fang Sheng looked puzzled: "The Evil-Repelling Sword Technique? Back then, Lin Yuantu roamed the martial world with this sword, and no one could defeat him. But the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique of his descendants is mediocre. Let alone being invincible, it can't even be considered third-rate."

"Does Senior Brother mean that this young镖头 (bodyguard/escort) has finally grasped the essence of the Evil-Slaying Sword Technique and is about to recreate Lin Yuantu's former glory?"

"Exactly." Fang Zheng's tone was filled with deep worry. "Lin Pingzhi is so young, yet he was able to defeat a sect leader-level expert with a single sword strike. Only someone who has mastered Lin Yuantu's swordsmanship could have done that."

"It seems he has also overcome the first hurdle of the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique." Master Fangzheng's words were full of meaning.

"The world of martial arts is about to be in turmoil."

Fang Sheng sensed his senior brother's apprehension and asked, puzzled:

"Senior brother, it is said that Fuwei Escort Agency has always been law-abiding. This time, the Qingcheng Sect came to their door to steal the sword manual and destroyed their branches in various places. Yu Canghai only has himself to blame."

"Junior brother, this Evil-Repelling Sword Technique is extraordinary. Only Shaolin in the martial world knows it in great depth. Over the past hundred years, it has stirred up countless bloody storms."

Fang Sheng felt a chill run down his spine.

Fang Zheng stood up, walked to the window, gazed at the dark, looming mountain peaks in the distance, and slowly said:

"You shall depart tomorrow and travel to Wudang Mountain to pay your respects to Master Chongxu. Tell him the truth about Lin Pingzhi and the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique, and be sure to invite him to Shaolin for a discussion."

Fang Sheng accepted the order, bowed, and turned to leave the meditation room. His figure gradually disappeared into the night.

Inside the meditation room, Master Fangzheng's strong fingers turned the prayer beads, one by one, and then another, each one orderly and under his control.

Just like Shaolin has always demonstrated over the past century.

Fuwei Escort Agency, Changsha Branch.

Seeing the doubt on his parents' faces, Shi Potian stretched out his palm—his palm was long and smooth, without a trace of the calluses of a martial artist.

The Lin Zhennan couple didn't understand what she meant, but Madam Wang laughed and said, "With my son's skills, I don't know how many young girls he could charm."

Lin Zhennan said, "What does this have to do with teaching us martial arts? My hands are covered in calluses from holding a sword."

"Don't be hasty." Shi Potian scanned the room, found Madam Wang's golden knife hanging on the wall, and held it in his palm.

"Daddy, Mommy, look carefully!"

Shi Potian channeled his profound energy into his fingers, which became increasingly translucent and white, resembling ice-like skin and jade-like bones.

Shi Potian tapped the blade with his finger, and a "clang" was heard, a sound like metal striking metal, as if fine steel had struck the blade.

Mr. and Mrs. Lin were astonished: How could finger bones produce a metallic sound? This...this...is this even possible for a human?

Shi Potian laughed:

"This is the power of the mental technique I am about to teach you. Once you master this technique, not only will your bones and muscles be transformed and you regain vitality, but when you reach the highest level of mastery, your bones will be as strong as metal."

The couple each took one of Shi Potian's hands, examining it closely, their breathing quickening. Could there really be such a powerful technique in the world?

Shi Potian grasped their hands in return, sending a surge of warm internal energy into their bodies, causing Lin Zhennan and his wife to be startled simultaneously.

The aura was rich and lingering, yet incredibly gentle, unlike the fierce internal energy commonly found in the martial arts world; rather, it was like the gentle warmth of melting snow in spring.

"Father, Mother, ordinary internal martial arts do require a foundation of virginity training, but my method is different."

His eyes were full of certainty. "This is a method for training the muscles and bones in a palm technique. This palm technique does not emphasize specific moves."

"The key lies in training the muscles and bones of the whole body to be as strong as steel, and then using the strength of these muscles and bones to strike with the palm, which is indestructible."

"When you reach the highest level of mastery, even if you die, your bones and muscles will not decay, and you will still retain a lingering fragrance."

Mr. and Mrs. Lin Zhennan were dumbfounded, thinking they were listening to a storybook.

Shi Potian continued:

"This wisp of my true energy can travel along the meridians, washing away the accumulated turbidity and refining stiff muscles and bones, just like remelting old iron and forging it into fine steel."

"Once your muscles and bones are strong again, your aptitude will naturally improve. When you start practicing internal energy cultivation, you will be able to progress very quickly."

Madam Wang swallowed hard and raised her hand to smooth the white hair at her temples:

"Ping'er, your mother is already over forty, and most of her hair has turned white. Do you think it's possible to turn back the clock?"

"Mother, you'll know once you try. With this wisp of my inner energy as a guide, you only need to concentrate and follow the path of my inner energy."

"You may experience some soreness, numbness, swelling, or pain. These are signs that the turbid energy is being washed away and the muscles and bones are being reshaped. Do not try to resist this by using your internal energy."

"I will guide you through a round of exercises."

Lin Zhennan and his wife exchanged a glance, both seeing in each other's eyes the determination to "give it a try".

They spent half their lives struggling in the martial arts world, often hearing stories of young heroes who fell into deep valleys and found secret manuals, or who encountered reclusive masters who imparted their lifelong skills to them, thus greatly improving their martial arts abilities. They were always filled with envy.

Unexpectedly, he now had the chance to have a fortuitous encounter, only the one who taught him was not the old man, but his own son.

The two were filled with excited thoughts and couldn't contain their excitement.