Chapter 1 Small Village Shock

"Mr. Ke, when can you teach me the sword?" Lin Zhen took a black man and put it on the chessboard.

Mr. Ke answered and immediately said, "Didn't I tell you? To learn my kendo, you need to learn other skills I teach you. You should study hard about piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, astronomy and geography. When I teach you kendo, you will be able to do it thousands of miles a day.

Lin Zhen heard this and asked quickly, "Sir, is this swordsmanship powerful?"

"Go first. When can you play chess with me in a hurry, and when will you teach you kendo? Mr. Ke said.

When Lin Zhen heard the words, he took a few deep breaths, calmed down, and then answered with a dissatisfied face...

Lin Zhen's pen walks with a dragon and snake, like a running water. Mr. Ke holds a small bamboo pole and stabs or beats, picks or sweeps, and constantly attacks Lin Zhen: "It's good, there is progress."

"Haha, Mr. Ke, your current speed can't hit me." During the dodging, Lin Zhen was still constantly writing the homework that Mr. Ke ordered him to dodge. Lin Zhen was quite methodical and stable and not chaotic. Obviously, he was used to writing like this.

Yes, it has been three years since he learned swords with Mr. Ke. In the past three years, Mr. Ke has not taught him anything related to swords, and he has not even touched the sword. However, his stubborn temperament made Mr. Ke use piano, chess, calligraphy and painting to smooth it a lot. Usually, he looks like a bookish atmosphere, but he looks like a scholar.

Although he has not learned any problems in kendo, Lin Zhen no longer pestered Mr. Ke, because he gradually found that what Mr. Ke taught him always seemed to contain some mysteries. Just like this writing, after the practice of fighting with Mr. Ke these days, his body is much more flexible, and even the writing is stable between dodging.

Finally, Lin Zhen finished his homework: "Sir, it's done. This article "Love at the same time" is finished.

Mr. Ke took what Lin Zhen wrote and read it carefully: "Not bad. There is no messy and incongruous place. Although the handwriting is really ugly, it is a pass. There is still one last piece of music to pass. Then you can learn to swords.

"Really, sir?" At this time, Lin Zhen wore a Xiaoyao scarf and a cyan gown. His body vaguely exuded elegance and heroism. There was a compelling righteousness on his body, and there was no wildness in his eyes, but when he looked closely, he was still hidden in his pupils.

"Yes, after such a long period of polishing and the cultivation of all kinds of skills. Your Haoran righteousness has gradually begun to become, and the seeds of righteousness have been formed. You can learn the method of spitting and entering the period of nourishment. Haoran's righteousness has been initially cultivated. From then on, you will learn swords a thousand miles a day. Mr. Ke nodded with great satisfaction. Lin Zhen followed him to learn swords in the past three years. In addition to begging him to teach swords in the first half of the year, in the next two and a half years, he began to work hard because he saw the benefits of the skills he taught him. He learned seriously, and finally raised the Haoran righteousness in Mr. Ke's mouth.

"Go back first. Tomorrow, let's play a song Hundred Birds to the Phoenix. Let's see how your music is doing," Mr. Ke gently put down the word in his hand.

The pleasant sound of birds fluttered with the elegant sound of the piano, which sounded like people entering the quiet forest, and countless birds chirped freely.

Listening carefully, the sound of the bird and the piano seem to be one question and one answer, and occasionally sing together with it, which is very wonderful.

Mr. Ke got up and pushed the door with a smile, but saw Lin Zhen sitting under the big locust tree opposite his door, playing a sycamore wooden lyre on his lap.

He was full of all kinds of birds all over the ground, on the locust tree behind him, and even on the lyre.

Yellow warbler, swallows, sparrows, cuckoos, parrots... colorful feathers, flying up and down, with the sound of Lin Zhen's piano correspondingly, sometimes gathering people to dance, sometimes jumping all over the ground, people and birds are harmonious and spectacular.

Mr. Ke nodded secretly.

Gradually, the sound of the piano gradually weakened and finally dissipated and disappeared. The birds were still standing still and stunned for a while, and then they chirped and dispersed. Suddenly, the sky was full of birds singing and flapping their wings.

Papa...

"Very good. You can officially learn kendo. However, these skills can't be put down, which is very beneficial to you. Do you remember what I once said? Mr. Ke looked at this wild boy in those years, and now he is a proud disciple.

Lin Zhen got up with the piano in his arms and saluted Mr. Ke, "Sir's words are in my heart. Learning swords is used to cultivate the heart, and hundreds of arts are used to cultivate the heart. Hundreds of arts can also be used to practice swords. Kendo is humane, and learning to be a man first. In this way, there is a sword courage heart to distinguish right and wrong between good and evil, and raise the righteousness of the sword. To kill all the evils of the world and the benevolence of the grand sword.

Mr. Ke nodded: "Very good. From tomorrow, you can learn swords."

Lin Zhen laughed when he heard the words, hugged the piano and turned over, destroying the gentle image, then held the Jiulong stone worn on his neck in his hand and giggled. Then he jumped up and down the tree and shouted happily, "I can learn swords, I can learn swords." I'm going to learn sword..."

Mr. Ke scratched a smile on his mouth and remembered his years. He couldn't help laughing loudly and said, "A sword is in the end of the world, and he is drunk and his singing blood turns red. I will embrace the sun and the moon in nine days and dominate the world.

Time always slips ruthlessly, and two years have passed in a blink of an eye. Lin Zhenye is 18 years old. At this time, Lin Zhen has begun to become a kendo. According to Mr. Ke, Lin Zhen has reached the late stage of kendo, which is quite good.

On this day, Lin Zhen carried a tiger and dragged a wild boar back, ready to give it to the villagers. Over the years, he learned his kendo skills and came back with some prey for the villagers every day. He never used traps. They were all straight fighting with wild animals. The fierce beasts in the mountains could no longer threaten him.

Suddenly, Lin Zhen shouted, "It's not good." Then the tiger on his shoulder was thrown down by him, and then he ran wildly to the village. In the direction of Linyuan Village, the fire was soaring, screaming everywhere, dog barking everywhere, and demonic spirit flying around in the sky one by one.

Lin Zhen quickly rushed back. As soon as he walked to the ruined temple where he lived, he saw Mr. Ke rushing out of the house with a long sword. Seeing Lin Zhen coming back, Mr. Ke hurriedly said, "Bad boy, hide in the broken temple quickly. You have just entered Haoran, and you can't get involved here."

Lin Zhen looked at the village over there in panic, but saw the demons fighting with each other and killing the villagers around him. At this time, Lin Zhen happened to see a demon stretching out his hand and grabbed Aunt Zhang, who used to cook and wash clothes for himself, and then broke his neck. He opened his mouth and sucked Aunt Zhang's blood.

Looking at Aunt Zhang's hand, which was still twitching, Lin Zhen was stunned. It was too cruel for him to see such a scene for the first time in his life. At this time, another tiger demon grabbed Uncle Wang, then pressed Uncle Wang on the wall, tore Uncle Wang's neck, grabbed a bloody piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth.

"No...why?" Tears, silently slipping, and the warm scenes of the past echoed in my mind again...

"Xiao Lin, this is the chicken soup that my aunt made today. Drink more. Oh, by the way, put on this cotton-padded jacket. It's getting cold. Don't freeze it. Lin Zhen's heart was immersed in the memories of the past: the careful Aunt Zhang was like my mother, and she would think of me no matter what.

"Aathe Zhang, I will definitely repay you when I grow up." Silly boy, what do you want to repay? Come on, eat."

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"Lin Zhen, let's go. Uncle Wang went up the mountain to hunt today and teach you how to make traps. In the future, our Lin really wants to be an upright man. Uncle Wang carried the tool on his back and took Lin Zhen's hand.

"Ah..." A scream broke Lin Zhen's memory and looked at it, but village head Li was pulled out of his heart by a demon...

"I will go to find immortals and be immortals in the future, and then I can make the crops in the village rain well. Uncle Li, you can not be so tired."

"Village head Li, I...I..." Tears were magnificent. Lin Zhen stared at Village Leader Li buried in the belly of demons, despair, sadness, pain... All kinds of feelings came.

"No, you guys..." Finally, all the feelings surged into his heart, and anger replaced that little reason. Lin Zhen only felt a heat rushing into his mind, and suddenly there was a muddle in his mind. Everything he saw in front of him turned blood red. He was about to rush up angrily, but he was kicked back by Mr. Ke. "Hurry back to the temple and hide it. Your child is too weak to avenge the villagers in the future. I'll just go."

Lin Zhen was kicked several times by Mr. Ke, and then stopped, and his mind suddenly woke up a lot. He remembered what Mr. Ke said that demons are divided into enlightenment, wisdom, body refining, gathering spirits, elixirs, transformation... Demons are divided into practice qi, return to yuan, gods, gods, demons, demons... There seems to be some behind I can't remember the chaos in my mind.

And the gentleman said that he had just started, and the remnants of Qingming in his mind told him that he could not help him, but would pull his back, so he nodded to Mr. Ke: "Sir, you must drive away the demon." After saying that, he hid in the ruined temple where he lived.

When Mr. Ke saw Lin Zhen entering the broken temple, he nodded, and then pinched the sword formula in his hand. A dark blue light covered the broken temple and then hid. "Stay inside and don't come out. I hope this can protect you." Then Mr. Ke rose into the air and turned into a streamer and rushed straight to the village.

The broken temple in the east of the village and Mr. Ke's residence are still some distance away from the village. Mr. Ke has always been quiet, so he built a hut in the east of the village. Damn, I would have lived in the village." Mr. Ke regretted that the village had always been calm and used to this happy day. He didn't find anything wrong until there were many screams in the village.

Lin Zhen staggered into the broken temple and looked at the rotten Sanqing statue that he had to wipe every day, and remained motionless for a long time.

"Dead villagers, I will definitely avenge you..." Lin Zhen stood in front of the dilapidated Sanqing statue in the temple and swore to himself. At this time, he had already burst into tears. Thinking that I have studied with Mr. Ke for so long, but I can't even protect my fellow villagers, I can't help but hate my uselessness: "I swear, I don't want to be so powerless. I want to cultivate immortals and control my own destiny."

I'm going to find immortals. If I want to learn my skills, I must, must revenge. Lin Zhen clenched his fist, and his nails were deeply embedded in the palm of his hand. Blood dripped, but he did not feel any pain at all. I must find my fairy fate, learn my skills, and avenge my fellow villagers. A trace of perseverance flashed in Lin Zhen's eyes, and his will to cultivate immortals became stronger.

Suddenly, a breath of blood came into his nose, and Lin Zhen was stunned and hurried around. On one side of the weed-paved grass, there are basically reading books, close to the shelf made of bamboo poles by the door, drying the clothes that have just been washed in the morning, and nothing is found in other corners. Suddenly, Lin Zhen saw a few drops of blood on the ground in front of the statue.

"Huh? Is this?" Lin Zhen was surprised to see the situation and wanted to take two steps to check it.

At this moment, a hand suddenly appeared out of thin air and grabbed his neck. This hand was so powerful that Lin Zhen couldn't breathe.