Lin Xin's forehead felt cold and he felt his heart beating violently.
In the darkness, the two people stood one behind the other. The black figure just sneered and walked to a chair to sit down.
"Did senior brother say anything before he died? He would actually give the secret book to a young boy like you."
Lin Xin's heart raced, and he immediately realized what this man was talking about, and at the same time he also understood the identity of this dark figure.
The lost master uncle of the Hongsong Sect was his master's younger brother, Boyunzi. It is said that he was one of the two masters left behind from the glory days of the Hongsong Sect.
"Haha...it turns out to be Uncle Boyunzi?" He felt a little trembling in his heart, but he forced himself to calm down, "If you want the secret skill, I'll give it to you. As long as you come to ask for it openly, how can your nephew not give it to you?"
Can’t you?”
He knows that this Boyunzi is a tyrannical and reckless man who kills without blinking an eye. It was because he had a disagreement with his master that he wounded the old man to the ground and walked away. It is said that he has committed multiple murders in many places, which is true.
Gangster thief!
It had only been so long before he encountered such a fatal thing again... Lin Xin finally understood why almost no one lived in the ancient wilderness... He had no ability to protect himself emotionally, and living alone outside was basically equivalent to death.
....
He swallowed his saliva. The more this situation happened, the more he had to calm down. He quickly threw the secret skill in his hand to Boyunzi.
"You're quite cheerful." Boyunzi didn't seem to expect this guy to be so spineless, so he directly gave him the most precious thing in the door.
Snapped.
He caught the secret book with one hand and turned it over casually. Then under the faint moonlight, his expression became even worse.
Lin Xin didn't dare to move. He felt as if a sharp knife was pointing right at him in his chest. The tip of the knife was so close that he would be cut if he moved.
Seeing Boyunzi's face gradually turning ugly, his heart slowly rose.
Boyunzi has a thin face, a black Taoist robe, and long hair tied into a bun like a Taoist priest. He looks just like the Taoist master, but as he reads the secret book, his face becomes more and more distorted.
"Okay, okay...!! As expected of your senior brother, he will not forget to help me even before he dies! Very good!!" Boyunzi's face suddenly became fierce.
call!
Suddenly, he stretched out his palm and struck Lin Xin's chest like lightning. A smelly wind suddenly blew up, making a whistling sound like a strange scream in the room.
Lin Xin's mind turned white and he wanted to dodge, but his body felt stiff and completely disobedient.
I'm going to die...? I'm going to die now??....!
His heart felt like an electric shock for a moment, and even his thoughts seemed to freeze. He could only watch the black palm getting closer and closer to his chest.
Bang!!
Suddenly, a large door panel suddenly appeared in front of the palm, blocking Lin Xin's chest.
The surging palm force instantly smashed the yellow-brown door panel into several pieces, two of which hit Lin Xin's chest hard. He felt a tightness in his chest and his whole body flew out involuntarily.
"Big Brother!!!"
Under the moonlight, he only felt a slender figure quickly appear in front of him, and a silver sword light was unsheathed.
choke!!
Boyunzi's palm was hit hard by the sword light, and it made a dull wooden sound.
"Huh? Xiao Guiyuan Jue? There are actually disciples in our sect who can practice Xiao Guiyuan Jue?" Boyunzi had a strange look on his face, stepped back and looked at the girl standing in front of him.
The person standing in front of Lin Xin was An Ying, who had been studying in the room. She was wearing gray cloth pajamas and holding a bright long sword in front of her.
"If you want to harm Senior Brother, I will fight with you!!" An Ying's face turned pale. She didn't know if it was the moonlight's problem or some other reason.
Boyunzi laughed strangely, seemingly disapproving, and glanced at Lin Xin who fell to the ground and knocked over a pile of debris.
"The red pine door is really in decline..." He shook his head and rushed out of the broken wooden door. Like a night owl in the dark, he disappeared into the night without making a sound.
.
Lin Xin felt a dull pain in his chest, but he was not seriously injured. He reluctantly got up from the ground. When he saw Boyunzi turn and leave, until he completely disappeared into the night, he waited for a while and listened carefully to the movement around him to make sure that there was no sound.
, he breathed a sigh of relief.
What is strange is that the secret book on the ground was not taken away, but was just thrown on the ground.
He was about to walk over and pick up the secret skill when he suddenly noticed something strange about An Ying next to him.
Looking back, I saw that An Ying's face was pale, and a scarlet blood line appeared at the corner of her mouth.
"Junior sister, how are you?!" Lin Xin was shocked and quickly supported An Ying. She suddenly felt that her body was very soft and very hot.
"No...it's okay...it's just that I feel dizzy..." An Ying's eyes began to spin in circles, and her lips turned slightly blue.
puff.
An Ying fell directly to the ground. Lin Xin himself felt dizzy and weak, unable to hold An Ying up. He recalled the smelly and evil wind brought by Boyunzi just now.
"poisonous...!"
He was suddenly horrified that the poison could take effect so quickly and the poison could be so deep just through the air.
This world is so unsafe...
Lin Xin felt helpless. He had only been here for a few days and he had encountered so many troubles. His personal safety could not be guaranteed.
Just before he fell into a coma, he vaguely saw a tall, thin figure walking through the door carrying two people.
"If the Hongsong Sect only relies on a few of you, we probably won't even know when we will be expelled!"
After vaguely hearing this sentence, Lin Xin suddenly fell into a coma and fell onto An Ying.
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In a daze, Lin Xin woke up from his coma.
"I'm not dead?"
He felt relieved. He was still on the ground in his room. An Ying fell on the ground on the other side, with drool flowing from her mouth and on the ground. She seemed to be sleeping soundly.
"stand up!"
A familiar voice came from the side.
When Lin Xin heard this, he got goosebumps all over his body and jumped up from the ground. He looked behind him warily.
The early morning light shines in through the wooden window, right in front of a Taoist priest in black sitting on the bed.
This man has a thin face and long and narrow eyes, giving people a somewhat gloomy feeling. He is none other than Boyunzi who attacked them last night!
"Master...Uncle Master, it turns out it is." Lin Xin tried his best to steady his voice and forced a smile on his face.
As soon as his mind turned around, he obviously immediately understood why he and An Ying were fine. It was obviously this uncle who saved them.
Seeing that Lin Xin understood, Boyunzi nodded.
"My good-for-nothing senior brother ruined our sect like this, but he died easily, leaving behind such a mess."
He glanced at Lin Xin up and down.
"With all his foundation and no fighting experience at all, a waste like you can become a senior brother... It's really..." He shook his head helplessly. "I didn't expect... one of the original four sects.
...We have actually reached this stage.”
Lin Xin's face turned red when he said it, but he couldn't refute it. He did have the background of the original Lin Xinru, but he himself was a modern person who had never done anything with anyone. It was good if he could keep calm and not be scared to death.
But after hearing this, he also faintly noticed that something was wrong with Boyunzi in front of him. His eyes seemed a little dull, his face was pale and bloodless, and he was obviously injured.
"I'm going to stay here for a few days. You go buy some medicinal materials for me." Boyunzi ordered unceremoniously. "Don't even think about running away. Your Lin family is just down the mountain. If you can run away, you can't run away."
Lin Xin blinked, and finally heaved a sigh of relief. Knowing that this uncle still cherished his old friendship, they were barely safe.
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Fifteen days later........
Under the thick clouds as white as cotton, in a quadrangular gymnasium on the top of the red pine mountain, two young disciples were holding long swords and neatly practicing the most basic thrust in swordsmanship.
A Taoist priest in black was sitting under the eaves, holding a cup of tea in his hand and sipping it slowly. There were two young men standing next to him like servants.
laugh!
The girl in the middle of the yard is wearing a bright yellow training uniform, and the long sword in her hand can easily make a slight sound of breaking through the air every time.
The man on the other side was unremarkable, and his sword made almost no sound. The black training uniform on his body was full of dusty footprints.
Lin Xin felt that his wrist was extremely weak, but he glanced at Boyunzi sitting next to him and still tried to hold on.
Since being attacked last time, Boyunzi seems to be planning to live here forever. Every day during the day, he actually urges them to practice red pine swordsmanship and gives them instructions from time to time. At night, he goes to the room where his master lives by himself.
He knows what he is doing and stays behind closed doors.
Although both of them were practicing swordplay at the same time, Lin Xin clearly felt that Bo Yunzi's eyes were mostly on An Ying next to him, and even a fool could see the admiration and satisfaction in his eyes.
But once his eyes fell on Lin Xin beside him, he suddenly became very impatient. This is how the several footprints on Lin Xin's body were obtained.
well....
Sighing secretly, Lin Xin didn't know how to explain it. Originally, with his body's condition, this situation shouldn't have happened, but since he fainted that day, his eyes seemed to have double images and were a little blurry.
Unclear.
As time goes by, it has become more and more serious in the past few days, causing his basic skills to decline instead of making progress.
"My Hongsong sect has been established for hundreds of years, and we will never be defeated by you." Boyunzi said calmly, stroking the long beard on his chin. "My senior brother and I had different beliefs at the beginning, so we ran away to explore. Now that we are back, Hongsong
Having fallen to this point, it proves that my method is right."
He paused and continued.
"This sect has two major external skills, one internal skill, one is the red pine sword technique that you all know, and the other is the poisonous sand palm that I am good at."