Chapter 3, Introduction (Part 1)

This person has a thin face and narrow eyes, giving off a somewhat gloomy impression; it is precisely the Boyunzi who attacked them last night

At that moment, it felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and even his thoughts seemed to freeze. He could only watch helplessly as that black hand drew closer and closer to his chest

Faintly, only this sentence could be heard, and Lin Xin immediately fell into a complete coma, collapsing onto An Ying.

"Master... Master Uncle, it turns out to be you." Lin Xin made an effort to steady his voice, forcing a smile on his face

Boyunzi let out a strange laugh, seemingly unconcerned, and glanced at Lin Xin, who had fallen to the ground and knocked over a pile of clutter.

Boyunzi had a slender appearance, dressed in a black Daoist robe, with long hair tied up in a Daoist bun, looking no different from an enlightened master. However, as he flipped through the secret texts, his expression became increasingly distorted.

This world is so unsafe

Under the moonlight, he only felt a slender figure swiftly appear before him, and the silver sword light was drawn from its sheath

Lin Xin felt a dull pain in his chest, surprisingly not seriously injured. He struggled to get up from the ground and saw Boyunzi turn and leave. He waited until Boyunzi completely disappeared into the night before he listened carefully to the sounds around him. After confirming that there was no noise, he let out a deep sigh of relief

A familiar voice came over from the side

Lin Xin stood frozen at the side, feeling as if a sharp knife was pointed directly at his chest, the blade so close that it seemed any movement on his part would result in self-inflicted injury

Although both individuals were practicing swordsmanship simultaneously, Lin Xin could clearly feel that Boyunzi's gaze was primarily focused on An Ying beside him, and that appreciative and satisfied look was evident even to a fool

On the other side, the man was unremarkable, and his sword drew almost no sound. His black training outfit was covered in numerous dusty footprints.

Hmph

Sister Mei, how have you been? Lin Xin was immediately startled and hurried to support An Ying, feeling that her body was extremely weak and also very hot.

Bang

As soon as he thought about it, he clearly understood why he and An Ying were safe; it was evident that this master uncle had intervened to save them

Lin Xin's heart raced as he quickly realized what this person was saying, and at the same time, he understood the identity of this shadowy figure

Puff

Oh? The Little Return to Origin Technique? Our sect actually has disciples who can practice the Little Return to Origin Technique?" Bai Yunzi's expression changed, and he took a few steps back to look at the girl standing in front of him.

He was suddenly horrified; the poison had taken effect so quickly, and it was able to cause such deep poisoning merely through the air.

Beneath the thick, cotton-like clouds, in a square courtyard dojo atop Hongsong Mountain, two young disciples are practicing the most fundamental thrust of swordsmanship with their long swords in an orderly manner

In the darkness, two individuals stood one in front of the other, while the shadow merely sneered coldly and sat down on a nearby chair

He was about to walk over to pick up the secret technique when he suddenly noticed something unusual about An Ying beside him

Lin Xin's mind went blank, wanting to evade, yet feeling his body stiffen, completely unresponsive to his commands

"Good, good, good...! As expected of my senior brother, even at the point of death, you do not forget to play a trick on me! Very well!" The expression on Boyunzi's face suddenly turned fierce.

Since the last attack, Boyunzi seems to have decided to stay here for the long term, even urging them to practice the Hongsong swordsmanship during the day and occasionally providing them with guidance. At night, however, he would go alone to the room where his master resides, not revealing what he is doing, and would keep the door closed.

Fifteen days later

Hehe... So it turns out to be Master Uncle Boyunzi? He felt a slight tremor in his heart, but he forced himself to calm down. "If you want the secret technique, I will give it to you, as long as you come to ask for it openly and honestly. Could it be that I, as your disciple, would refuse you?"

"Having only a solid foundation but no experience in combat, it's truly remarkable that a useless person like you can become the senior disciple..." He shook his head in resignation. "I never expected... that one of the original four sects... would end up in such a state."

Strangely, the secret technique book on the ground was not taken away, but was simply left there.

If the Red Pine Gate relies solely on you few individuals, it is likely that you won't even know when it will be removed from the list

The powerful strike instantly shattered the yellow-brown door panel into several fragments, two of which violently struck Lin Xin's chest. He felt a sudden pressure in his chest, and his entire body involuntarily flew backward.

You are quite straightforward. It seems that Boyunzi did not expect this fellow to be so spineless, directly giving him the most valuable thing in the door.

Did the senior brother say anything before his passing? He actually entrusted the secret manual to a young lad like you.

The palm of Boyunzi was struck fiercely by the sword light, surprisingly producing a dull sound akin to that of wood.

"I want to stay here for a few days, go buy some medicinal herbs for me," instructed Boyunzi without any courtesy. "Don't even think about running away; your Lin family is right at the foot of the mountain. You may be able to escape, but you cannot escape your home."

My useless senior brother has brought our sect to such ruin, yet he himself has died easily, leaving behind this mess.

I am not dead

Get up

... ...

Standing in front of Lin Xin was An Ying, who had originally been studying in the room. At this moment, she was dressed in a fitted gray cloth nightgown, holding a gleaming long sword horizontally in front of her.

In the center of the courtyard, a girl dressed in a bright yellow training outfit effortlessly produces a subtle sound of slicing through the air with each swing of her long sword

An Ying collapsed directly onto the ground. Lin Xin also felt dizzy and weak, unable to support An Ying at all, recalling the foul and rancid wind stirred up by Boyunzi just moments ago

Lin Xin immediately felt a chill run down his spine and jumped up from the ground. He looked back warily.

Just before falling into a complete coma, he vaguely seemed to see a tall, thin figure carrying two people as it entered the door

Suddenly, he extended his palm and struck towards Lin Xin's chest with lightning speed. A foul and putrid wind abruptly surged, emitting a howling sound akin to a monstrous scream within the room

Lin Xin sighed inwardly, unsure of how to explain the situation. Given the foundation of his body, such a circumstance should not have arisen. However, ever since he fainted that day, it seemed as though his vision had developed double vision, becoming somewhat unclear.

Seeing Lin Xin understand, Boyunzi nodded his head

How much time has passed, and yet he encounters such life-threatening matters again... Lin Xin finally understands why there were almost no people living in the wilderness in ancient times... Without any self-protection ability, living alone in the wild is basically equivalent to courting death

He caught the secret manual with one hand, casually flipped through it, and under the faint moonlight, his complexion grew increasingly poor.

The missing master uncle of the Hong Song Sect, who is also the junior brother of his master, is Bai Yunzi. It is said that he was one of the two experts left from the glorious period of the Hong Song Sect.

I am about to die ... ... ? ? I am really going to die ... ? ... !

As time goes by, the situation has become increasingly severe in recent days. This has resulted in a regression rather than progress in his fundamental skills

Swallowing hard, the more he found himself in such a situation, the more he needed to remain calm. He quickly tossed the secret technique in his hand to Boyunzi.

Master Brother

Sigh

He is well aware that this Boyunzi is a ruthless and formidable rogue who kills without a second thought. It is said that he once injured his master during a disagreement and then left without looking back. Allegedly, he has committed numerous bloody crimes in many places, truly a notorious bandit of the rivers and lakes

As he observed the expression on Boyunzi's face gradually worsen, a sense of unease began to rise within him.

"It's nothing... just feeling very dizzy..." An Ying's eyes began to spin. Her lips also showed a slight bluish tint

Bang

In a daze, Lin Xin awakened from his unconscious state

"I want to harm the senior brother, I will fight you!" An Ying's small face turned pale, unsure whether it was due to the moonlight or some other reason

"I, the Red Pine Sect, have stood for hundreds of years and cannot be defeated by you all," said Boyunzi, stroking his long beard with a calm demeanor. "Initially, my senior brother and I had differing beliefs, which led me to leave and venture out. Now that I have returned, seeing the Red Pine Sect in such a state only proves that my methods were indeed correct"

... ...

Lin Xin blinked and finally let out a heavy sigh of relief. He knew that this master uncle still held some affection for the old ties of the sect, and they could be considered safe for the time being

The Red Pine Gate, truly fallen into decline..." He shook his head and suddenly darted out through the broken wooden door, like an owl in the night, silent and swift, disappearing into the darkness in just a few moments

Choking ! !

A man in black sits under the eaves, slowly sipping a cup of tea in his hand, while two young men, resembling servants, stand beside him

Lin Xin felt that his wrist was already too weak to continue, but upon glancing at Boyunzi sitting beside him, he still made an effort to persevere

Lin Xin felt a wave of helplessness; it had only been a few days since arriving, yet he had already encountered so many troubles. His personal safety was not even guaranteed

Lin Xin felt a chill on his forehead, sensing his heart beating violently

Looking back, I saw An Ying's small face was deathly pale, and a line of crimson blood had appeared at the corner of her mouth without my noticing.

Lin Xin's face turned red from what he said, yet he had no way to refute it. He indeed had the foundation that Lin Xin originally possessed, but he himself was a modern person who had never fought with anyone. It was already quite good that he managed to stay calm and not be scared to the point of losing control.

Toxic

He felt a sense of relief; he was still on the floor of his own room, while An Ying lay on the other side, drooling as she slept soundly.

He paused for a moment and continued

Hello

Suddenly, a large door panel abruptly appeared in front of that palm, forcefully blocking Lin Xin's chest

The morning light streamed in through the wooden window, directly illuminating a figure in black sitting on the bed.

However, upon hearing this, he vaguely noticed that the person in front of him, Boyunzi, seemed somewhat off; his eyes appeared somewhat vacant, and his complexion was pale and devoid of color, clearly indicating that he had also sustained injuries

He glanced up and down at Lin Xin

This school has two major external martial arts, one internal martial art, one of which is the well-known Hong Song Sword Technique, and the other is the Poison Sand Palm, which I excel at

However, once his gaze fell upon Lin Xin beside him, it immediately became quite impatient. The several footprints on Lin Xin were obtained in this manner