Immortal Sword Master

Autumn breeze.

On the endless golden yellow grassland, countless weeds are like the mane of a lion, and ripples from layer to layer following the wind from time to time.

In the distance, the mountains are undulating, gray and black.

Between the steppe and the mountain is a transition area from yellow to black. A man rode a brown-red horse and slowly walked on the grassland weeds.

The sound of the hoof of the horse kept ringing. The man on the horse was dressed in white and carrying a black sword. He looked around thirty, and had a moustache on his lips.

"After this grassland, we are entering Yuefu territory ..."

The man on the horse was Lin Xin who had left from Zongmen. He did not bring any followers, but was alone, riding a horse with dry food and drinking water to carry the bag. When he was resting on the road these days, he began to think about the new formation method. The materials needed for the formation method were only part of the sect, and another part needed to be searched separately. For this reason he had to leave alone, intending to take a trip to the black market on the way back to buy some needed materials.

"To the left is the direction of the black market, it needs to speed up." He took out an Yirong mask from his arms, which was still the result of the killing in the trial hole. For so many years, he has been using it, and the practicality is first-rate. Many times he is Relying on this mask and hiding law, this can safely enter and exit the black market without being identified.

As he moved forward, he was about to turn the horse's head and turn left. Suddenly, he saw a half-man high grass in front of him, and a black-robed Taoist was standing. The Taoist looked at this side and landed straight on his Complexion.

"Nie Lin, don't come here." There was a scar on the face, as if crawling on the left cheek, looking at Lin Xin's eyes, with a hint of ferocity.

Lin Xin froze.

"It turned out to be Brother Huang Songzi." After he was promoted to be a formal disciple, he called Huang Songzi, who was also a formal disciple, naturally he could be replaced by a brother.

"Brother stood here alone, did he make a special trip to wait for me?" He looked around, but didn't see anyone else.

Yellow pine nuts have not been seen for years. I heard that I came back from the town's magic cliff a while ago and was injured and recuperated in Zongmen. I didn't expect how long before I came to find myself. It was obvious that the injuries on his face were not mild.

Lin Xin did not believe that the other party was bored and had nothing to do before he ran to this border to hang out.

Huang Songzi grinned.

"Unexpectedly, I haven't seen you for so many years, my nephew .. Oh no, my brother. You have become more and more exquisite, even on the seventh floor."

"Brother can speak straight." Lin Xin said indifferently. The opponent is a master who has at least eight levels of energy training. He really wants to fight. He is not an opponent. But he didn't believe the other party would just do it.

Huang Songzi hesitated twice.

"Brother is refreshing enough." He stepped forward slowly. "I heard that my brother ’s path is superb, and he built his own soul-centered villa. He can provide hundreds of bright runes to Zongmen every year, and he saves a lot of unnecessary losses for Zongmen. Therefore, the elder Zongmen ordered me to be here Waiting for my brother. "

"Wait for what I do?" Lin Xin's heart sank.

"Of course it's a matter of discussing how to increase the production of runes." Huang Songzi smiled. "In these years, the rich side of Lingxin Mountain Villa not only has the power to worship Zongmen, but also supports the disciples who sent them to Zongmen. Look Arise, the output of the younger brother can still be mentioned again. "

Lin Xin looked at each other.

"The output of Fu Jian has reached its limit. I can't help it no matter how much, I dare not deceive."

"It's okay." Huang Songzi smiled. "The elder Zongmen let me tell you. He can provide auxiliary artisan charmers and raw materials. And so on. The brother and sister provide the rune sword for Zongmen. After all, I can't catch it. I The elder said that for the stability behind Zongmen. He is willing to help your brother to increase your output without compensation. "

"Oh?" Lin Xin sank, knowing what the other party meant. "That elder worked so hard for Zongmen, and his brother admired him."

"Of course, as an elder. Some things may not matter, but my junior is going to fight for it. I mean, in the future, it is best to supply the elders of the villas. As for the price, naturally it is not I will treat you badly. "Huang Songzi Tu poor see. Show the meaning directly.

Lin Xin's eyes cooled slightly.

This is going to monopolize the Fujian business of his villa, the price? I won't treat you in a sentence. Whoever believes in such a word and will give him a price that is barely too low, and who can he talk to?

"Fu Jian's business also contains a copy of my elders in the battlefield. I ca n’t do it alone, and I need to ask for instructions." Lin Xin first thought of it, which was from her mother-in-law. The last gift was given to her mother-in-law as a compensation and enshrinement for her sheltering the village's Fujian business. For so many years, the village has been okay, also because her mother-in-law is the backing.

Now Huang Songzi suddenly emerged, and he dared to reach out in person to get involved in the Fujian business. This group of people opened their mouths to send some materials and hands to get white food from the profits of his hard work.

How much is the manual material?

Lin Xin sneered, but was more worried about her mother-in-law.

"No need to ask, in my mother-in-law a few days ago, I met the Elder Suzaku in the town's magic cliff, and unfortunately all died together ..." Huang Songzi sighed and made a sadness. But the joy in his eyes couldn't be hidden.

"Mother-in-law ... dead ?!" Lin Xin did not expect that the mother-in-law of the foundation period would die! "Impossible!" He raised his voice, his breath a little unnatural.

"Mother Yu is a master of building, how could it be so easy ..."

"That's the truth. I was there at the time. I saw the two elders of the Holy Court pinch in front of and behind myself. Elder Yu delayed to cover everyone's departure ..." Huang Songzi said with a long sigh.

"Well, Brother Lin, I won't go around with you nonsense. Let's be honest. The output of your villa was deliberately reduced. If it weren't for the elders to block you, someone would have been in trouble. Now When the elders passed away, Zongmen meant that you had to increase production. "

Lin Xin silently. Huang Songzi this is torn directly.

"Every year, you must have a thousand runes to hand over to Zongmen. In addition, the income from your runes will be 80%!" Huang Songzi said indifferently.

"Bacheng !?" Lin Xin's eyes narrowed. "Brother, are you sure you are not joking?"

"This is not a joke, nor is it a request or a negotiation. This is an order." Huang Songzi looked pale, "It is time to be content with the money that you have made for so long. It is also your reward that Zongmen trains you for so long. It's time. "

Lin Xin smiled angrily.

"Brother, this is difficult for a strong man ..."

"Originally. Zongmen means that you stay at the headquarters and concentrate on making swords for Zongmen, but with the elders' fight, you will get the chance to stay in Lingxin Villa. Otherwise, they were originally prepared to change One went to Lingxin Villa as a suppressor. "Huang Songzi slowly said," I mean, do you understand? "

Lin Xin took a deep breath. He knew that if he did not agree, not only the villa would change its owner. Even himself, he will be left in the headquarters by Zong Menqiang, reduced to a spell-maker craftsman who specializes in making swords, and may not even be allowed to leave Zong Men throughout his life.

He also knows the experience of those charmers. The more precious the charmer, the more closely he is controlled and monitored.

"I see ..." He tried to suppress the anger and killing in his heart. He understood that it was necessary to get started, and he would kill him if he didn't say that he could not beat Huang Songzi. Later, there will be more and stronger masters in Zongmen. He can go, but the villa cannot, the parents can't, Lingling can't ... and the friends and brothers who make good with him can't.

"The younger brother is a smart man ..." Huang Songzi satisfied, "You don't have to worry about me winning this thing, and then someone else will contact you. Just talk to him in detail."

Lin Xin clenched his fists and nodded slowly.

Huang Songzi threw a hand at him.

"This is a command of your own talents. You will be my deacon in the sword hall in the future. Rest assured, as long as you work hard, my teacher will not treat you badly."

Lin Xin could barely say yes. Catching the order, he had roughly guessed who was behind the pine nut.

Apparently the other party dared to threaten him so blatantly. Already has the absolute advantage in the case.

"Brother!" Suddenly he called for Huang Songzi, who was about to leave.

"Students still have something to do?" After completing the task, Huang Songzi's attitude was good and he turned around.

"Elder Yu ... I remember she still has family members, how is it now?" Lin Xin asked in a deep voice.

"After the incident, Elder Yu's family members were also unpredictable, and a demon demon secretly sneaked in. Twenty-three people were killed, and then the residence was completely burned with a fire. Alas ... my elders went At that time, it was already a step too late ...... It is a pity ... "Although his words were regretful, there was a hint of sound in his tone, and Lin Xin's heart sank.

What a demon demon, what sneaks in, everything is an excuse!

This is the cleansing of the ancestral gate, and this is how the rebels end! This is a demonstration against him naked!

"Do you have anything else to ask?" Huang Songzi stared at Lin Xin.

"Nothing ... Brother walk slowly." Lin Xin tried to calm his voice.

"Okay, my brother and sister leave." Huang Songzi laughed and turned away.

Lin Xin rode a horse and watched him leave. Until completely disappeared at the end of the field of vision.

"drive!"

He slammed the horse's ass, turned the horse's head, and galloped in the direction of the mother-in-law's family.

A few days later.

Song Dynasty Wansong City.

A large mansion on the outskirts of the city has been burned into scorched black ruins, and the surroundings are deserted and deserted.

Lin Xin took the horse and walked alone in the coke-like house. The original ornate garden courtyard was full of traces of fire. The ground was black.

There were still some charred clothing left in black and gray, and all the corpses were gone, apparently already treated.

Lin Xin resisted the grief and walked in the yard, trying to find the traces of the murderer. But I didn't find any problems after a turn, and the other party was really clean.

Out of the house, he looked up, and the people on the streets still lived as usual, as if the fire in this yard had not affected them in the least.

Nothing, he took the horse, bought some dry food and water, and slowly out of the city.

Along the carriageway out of the city, he looked up at the endless wild grassland around him, his heart was very empty. Mother-in-law Yu always thought that he was a severe teacher. Even if he had no potential in the future, she did not completely ignore him, but still looked after the villa. For so many years, he also knew that mother-in-law was not the kind who valued property It wasn't because of a thick gift he gave each year that shielded him from the wind and rain, but did not expect that after she went out last time, she passed away so quickly.

While walking, a unkempt beggar bumped into the side suddenly.

"Master, all right, give me something to eat."

The little beggar stared at Lin Xin with a shining tile bowl in his hand.

Lin Xin threw a little copper coin ~ www.wuxiahere.com ~ about to leave. Suddenly, his eyes caught the clothes of the little beggar and the puppet outside.

He swept the little beggar's neck again. Although it was dirty, he could vaguely see the meaning of whiteness and delicateness.

"Well, let's go. I don't care about you." His heart tightened and he waved impatiently.

The little beggar's eyes were red, but he managed to hold back, blinked, and ran away.

Lin Xin took the horse forward and walked away for a while. He felt that if there was no line of sight on his body, he tied the horse at the side of the road at will, picked up his bag and quickly rushed back.

Soon, at an angle outside the city walls of Wansong City, he found the little beggar he had just begged.

"Uncle!" When the little beggar saw him, he couldn't help it anymore and burst into his arms and wept.

"Are you a little bucket ?!" Lin Xin was only a little puzzled by the sound, but now he is even more certain that this little beggar is the surviving child of Yufu. (To be continued.)