Ten years of life and death.

Unknowingly, it has been ten years since Ling Jin was taken up the mountain.

In the past ten years, he has been training every day, and most of his daily training tasks are swords.

He was an abandoned orphan, and he didn't know who his parents were, all he knew was that he had a pendant around his neck with the word "Ling Jin" engraved on the back.

For as long as he can remember, he lived in a very ordinary home, and an elderly grandmother raised him.

When he was seven years old, his grandmother died. It was at this time that the old grandmother told him. He was the child he had picked up in a temple outside the city. It was a cold winter, she went to the mountains to collect some firewood for the winter, but she didn't want to, it was snowing heavily, and she decided to go to the temple to hide. But a little boy was found there. Her family was poor, her husband had died long ago, and she had no children. However, she still couldn't bear to watch the boy die like this, so she finally took the little boy home and raised him.

The grandmother's neighbors helped Ling Jin deal with the funeral, but Ling Jin didn't want to trouble them anymore, and the day after the grandmother died, he was only seven years old and left the small village with his luggage on his back.

He originally planned to go to someone else's house to be a handyman, but he never thought that all he encountered was rejection and white eyes. With no way out, he can only beg on the streets, with no meals, serious lack of nutrition, and his body is as skinny as firewood.

And so it went on for a year. In the winter of this year, he finally got a small piece of baked cake, which could barely survive the cold day. However, a group of peers like him forcibly snatched the baked cake from his hand, and Ling Jin resisted desperately, not only did he not take it back, but he was also injured.

It was very cold, and it was snowing heavily, and Ling Jin squatted in a remote corner with hunger and cold, pulling the coat on his body that did not belong to his age with his thin little hands, barely covering his body. However, this did not seem to stop the cold brought by the wind and snow, his lips turned purple and his whole body trembled. Slowly, he gradually lost consciousness, and his limbs could no longer feel the cold.

I...... I...... Am I going to die?

Ling Jin thought of this, and immediately, he felt as if a warm current was spreading from his chest to all parts of his body. However, he was getting more and more tired, and with reluctance and despair, he still closed his eyes.

However, what he didn't know was that next to him stood a person, dressed in black, robed with a black hat, holding a pitch-black long sword in his hand. His clothes were thin, but the cold around him didn't seem to affect him in the slightest.

He stayed there for a while, looked at Ling Jin like this, shook his head, turned around, and in an instant, his figure disappeared.

At this moment, a heavy sigh was suddenly heard, as if far away, and it seemed to be in the ear.

"I still can't help it, it's just that, it seems that you have a fate with me, so you can follow me in the future." ”

After the black-robed man finished speaking, he picked up Ling Jin, and on the snow-white ground, the black was particularly conspicuous, but only a few phantoms were left in the snow.

"I ...... What's wrong with me, where is this?" Ling Jin opened his eyes, only to find himself in an unfamiliar environment.

It is a simple bamboo hut with a bamboo structure and a thatched roof. The decoration of the house is also very simple, a table, a chair, a bed, and a cabinet. That's all.

The only thing that conflicted with it was Ling Jin's tattered clothes.

At this time, the black-robed man walked in. He had some food and a new set of clothes in his hands.

"Eat some food first, I know you're hungry right now. He put food and clothes beside the bed and said to Ling Jin.

Ling Jin was indeed extremely hungry, and devoured it for a while.

"Do you know why I brought you back?"

Ling Jin stopped what he was doing and shook his head blankly. Indeed, they did not know each other, and he was a little beggar himself, and there was nothing worth noting, so why did he help?

"Many years ago, also that winter, I was chased and killed by the enemy, and although I escaped their search, I was seriously injured. Covered in blood, he fell into a corner. ”

The black-robed man raised his head and said slowly.

"A lot of people passed by me, and they all had the attitude that more is better than less, and they stayed away from me. At that time, I was so badly injured that I couldn't move at all. I thought I was going to die like this. Unexpectedly, a gentle woman saved me. She is a medical student. She didn't dislike me for being covered in blood. She took me back to her home. That's when I really felt the warmth of the world. She is the most gentle and beautiful girl in the world. ”

Talking and talking. The black-robed man was in tears. muttered:

"I hurt you!

Let the tears drip down your face.

"She took care of me in every way, her kindness, her gentleness, everything attracted me. We got along very happily, and in front of her, I gradually forgot about the hatred, and I just wanted to be with her. Yes, I fell in love with her. Soon, we became married, she became my wife, and we ran a medical clinic and lived an ordinary life. One day, I went out to buy medicinal herbs, but unfortunately, my enemies suddenly came to the door and did not find me, so they asked Ah Zi for news about me. My stupid Ah Zi, how could she say it, just when those people were about to arrest her, she took poison and committed suicide......"

The sword in the black-robed man's hand tightened a few more points, and the green tendons on his neck were strong enough to see his anger. Although Ling Jin was only eight years old, a year of begging had taught him that he was more precocious than his peers. Therefore, he can understand this matter, and he can feel this sadness.

Ling Jin forgot to eat food, he seemed to be able to imagine that scene, the figure of that stubborn girl. His eyes were red, and he asked in a low voice, "Senior...... So, what then?"

"However, by the time I learned about it, it had been five days. From then on, I desperately connected the sword, from day to night, until I was tired and collapsed, I stopped and rested to continue practicing. In the end, I killed all of them, including the core members of the family. But. What's the use of that? My Ah Zi will never come back. ”

The black-robed man rubbed his eyes with his hands and calmed his emotions.

"Alas, that's how people get old, and when you meet someone who can talk, you can't help but be so much. Now you know why I brought you back, right?"

"Are you going to teach me how to practice swords?" asked Ling Jin.

"Well, you can think so, too. Originally, the old man didn't want to take in apprentices. Today, for the sake of being fated with you, I will accept you as an apprentice. I have only one request for you. ”

"What is it?"

"Use the sword in your hand to protect the people you care about!"

Ling Jin hurriedly rolled over from the bed, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed to the black-robed man.

"The master is above, please accept the apprentice's worship. ”

After three bows, Ling Jin stood up in front of him.

"You'd better finish the food first, and then change into new clothes. I'm in the room across the street, and you'll come back when you're done. You'll live in this room first. ”

"Yes, Master"

"Don't be so restrained, by the way, my surname is Lu, my name is Tong, remember. ”

In this way, Ling Jin lived in this unknown mountain and began his practice career.

This practice is ten years.