Chapter 7: The Past

For a long time, Lin Xuanzhong didn't have much affection for the entire Lin family, but for the place where he lived, there was always an emotion in his heart that he couldn't let go, because this is everything about Lin Xuanzhong.

Time passed minute by minute, the bored Lin Xuanzhong took out a classic book and looked through it, the entire bookshelf was Lin Xuanzhong's collection of books, and now he took down Lin Xuanzhong's favorite classic. It contains some history and some secrets about the Northern Regions. For countless lonely days and nights, the content of this book has always been the driving force that supports Lin Xuanzhong's life.

After constantly flipping through the pages, Lin Xuanzhong knew everything about the current situation inside and outside the hidden city, but the more he knew, the more tired and difficult he lived.

For many unknown and known difficulties, Lin Xuanzhong doesn't think much about it. Turning over the part of the history of the Dayou Principality, Lin Xuanzhong knew that the land under his feet was once the territory of the Dayou Principality. It's just that because of a war many years ago, the territory of the Principality of Great You has shrunk dramatically, and eventually all the cities in this area have become ownerless cities.

About the borderless city, Lin Xuanzhong knows more deeply than many people, the ghost city is indeed a free city, but it is full of dangers. Without any national garrison to protect it, Northridge could become a battlefield at any moment. Throughout the history of the Northern Regions, it is extremely common for cities to be destroyed and people died, and there is no guarantee for the existence and safety of borderless cities. However, the people living in the ownerless city still like to fight openly and secretly, and fight for power and profit, if they can't unite earlier, Northridge will have to experience the baptism of war sooner or later.

As for when the disaster will come and how to face it at that time, Lin Xuanzhong can't know or change, he just has some ideas. Whenever he was full of emotion, Lin Xuanzhong would still think that maybe the day when the disaster came would be the day when his soul returned to Changtian.

The tragedy of history always repeats itself in the long river of years, and the plot usually intensifies!

Continuing to look down, Lin Xuanzhong's mind became calmer and calmer, calm enough to temporarily forget all the existence of pain. Although he is not very old, he has gone through hardships over the years, Lin Xuanzhong's mind is stronger than many people, but he has no strength, what is the use of his mind no matter how strong his mind is.

Half an hour later, Lin Xuanzhong returned to reality from the history books. Closing the book, he got up and walked towards the courtyard. Before he knew it, the sun had set, the few remaining rays of the sunset were dissipating, the sky was darkening at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a cool breeze blew, Lin Xuanzhong's consciousness was much clearer.

Walking to a small sycamore tree in the courtyard, Lin Xuanzhong reached out and wanted to touch the branches and leaves of the sycamore tree, but at some point, a leaf fell off the palm of his hand. Spring is going to autumn, time is changing, and this year's autumn seems to come a little earlier than usual. Looking at the few leaves falling to the ground, Lin Xuanzhong couldn't help but sigh that time passed too quickly, and at the same time, he couldn't help but feel a sense of desolation in his heart.

Slowly looking up at some yellow-colored leaves on the tree, Lin Xuanzhong's movements in his hands stopped unconsciously, and the whole person stood quietly beside the plane tree, staring at the leaves with a gloomy expression, not knowing what he was thinking.

I don't know how long it has been, Lin Qingfeng, who had been resting, went out and saw Lin Xuanzhong standing in the courtyard, motionless, seeing that it was not early, Lin Qingfeng walked over slowly, "Childe, it's too cold outside, go back to the house and rest." ”

The voice on his side came into his ears, and Lin Xuanzhong, who was in a trance, suddenly woke up, and then looked at the already dark sky, Lin Xuanzhong realized that he had been standing next to the tree for a long time. Turning to Lin Qingfeng and nodding, the two returned to the house together. A candle was lit, and the dark room instantly became much brighter.

"Childe, you sit down for a while, I'll go to the kitchen to find something to eat and come back," because no one will bring food to the two, Lin Qingfeng must go to the kitchen to get dinner by himself, otherwise the two of them will be hungry all night.

It seemed that his mind was still on the time change, Lin Xuanzhong responded with a "yes", and then sat quietly at the table.

With the beating of the candle flame, Lin Xuanzhong's thoughts gradually jumped.

Thirteen years ago, a group of innocent children were playing and playing under the trees, and there was laughter everywhere. Among the crowd, a seven-year-old boy attracted the most attention, and that boy was Lin Xuanzhong at that time. Because of his clear muscles and bones, he was gifted, and at the age of seven, Lin Xuanzhong was known as the martial arts genius with the best qualifications in Youcheng. And the people around the boy are all the boy's cousins and cousins, and they surround the boy in the middle like the stars holding the moon.

"Brother Xuan Zhong, when we grow up, you must take us to the outside world to see!"

"Brother Xuan Zhong, when you grow up, you take us to fight the bad guys. ”

"Xuan Zhong, our Lin family will rely on you in the future!"

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No matter what the teenager's mind was at that time, in the face of so many words like this, the corners of the boy's mouth kept raising a bright smile, especially when the boy looked at the innocent appearance of others when they spoke, the boy smiled even more happily. In fact, in the heart of a teenager, as long as he can have fun with other people.

"Brother Xuan Zhong, when can you teach me to practice?" spoke a girl who was only five years old, and her smart eyes were the most prominent part of the girl's face. The crisp and immature voice sounded in the young man's ears like a silver bell being blown by the wind, so pleasant to the ear. It was the happiest time for the boy, because the girl who spoke was the boy's favorite sister at that time.

"I'll teach you when I have time," the young man's words full of promise rang out, and the corners of his mouth and the smile in his eyes filled with words.

Time flies, the past can never go back, those beautiful pictures all disappeared in a flash, and for a moment Lin Xuanzhong only had deep helplessness and sighs left in his mind. Every time he recalls the past, Lin Xuanzhong always thinks of the happiest time that belongs to him, but happiness is always closely linked to pain. Today's Lin Xuanzhong has nothing to do with the young man back then.

Compared with the situation thirteen years ago, it is not appropriate to describe Lin Xuanzhong's experience as a plummeting now, because Lin Xuanzhong has suffered for too long. From the initial high and like the sun, to the falling abyss in the middle, never having peace, and then to the current life is worse than death, and you can't die, Lin Xuanzhong in the year of the weak crown has experienced too many things that ordinary people will never encounter in a lifetime, and it is these things that directly lead to Lin Xuanzhong not having the right to choose to live freely today. The farther and farther his thoughts drifted, Lin Xuanzhong's gaze became more and more dazed, and he slowly seemed to have entered another world.

There may be many people who have similar encounters with Lin Xuanzhong in the entire Beiming Continent, but in the small secluded city, there is only Lin Xuanzhong. In the war-ravaged Northern Regions, the strong have always been respected, but Lin Xuanzhong is destined to be an ordinary person, so it is extremely difficult for Lin Xuanzhong to survive until now. Especially Lin Xuanzhong was born in such a family, as the largest family in the hidden city, the Lin family did not allow clansmen like Lin Xuanzhong to appear at all.

For many years, Lin Xuanzhong has been in a difficult situation in the Lin family. If it weren't for Lin Xuanzhong himself being a direct son of the Lin family, he might have been kicked out of the house long ago.

The four major families of the Hidden City together have no less than 4,000 people, of which there are 3,000 whose strength is above that of the first-order martial artists. Most of these people have the strength of the third order of the martial realm, and the fourth and fifth orders together can account for half, and the number of martial artists above the fifth order is only a hundred, which is very small. However, the strength above the fifth order can represent the strength of the upper level, so every fifth-order martial cultivator is extremely important.

The younger generation of people the age of Lin Xuanzhong were generally third-order martial cultivators, and if they had the strength of the fourth-order martial realm, they would be called geniuses. There are two hundred young people in the Lin family's generation, and there are only five of them who can be called geniuses, namely Lin Xuanzhong's cousins Lin Guangyao, Lin Qianmu, Lin You, cousins Lin Ruolan and Lin Piaoyu.

Lin Guangyao, as the direct eldest son of this generation, had the strength of the fourth order of the martial realm when he was eighteen years old, and there were few people in the entire ghost city who could compare with him. However, Lin Guangyao has always been unruly and has almost no intersection with Lin Xuanzhong, so he has little influence on Lin Xuanzhong. As for Lin You's gentle character and indifference to fame and fortune, he also has little intersection with Lin Xuanzhong. Among the five, only Lin Qianmu and Lin Ruolan are two people, because of their outstanding talents, they often laugh at Lin Xuanzhong together with others.

And the last Lin Piaoyu, as the person who intersected with Lin Xuanzhong the most, has always had the best relationship with Lin Xuanzhong. However, a few years ago, because of the identity gap between the two, Lin Xuanzhong was deliberately avoiding Lin Piaoyu's situation, and now the two meet very rarely.

Since his father and mother passed away one after another, Lin Xuanzhong has suffered a lot of humiliation, for so many relatives, Lin Xuanzhong has only one thing in his heart, and that is Lin Piaoyu. Thirteen years ago, under that weeping willow, the little girl who was crying and shouting for Lin Xuanzhong to teach her to practice.

The candle flame was still beating, and Lin Xuanzhong's thoughts drifted farther and farther in the dim room, the more silent and deep.

In the ghost city, people with conditions start to practice qi at the age of five, if they can step into the first order of the martial realm at the age of seven, the third order of the martial realm at the age of fifteen, and the fifth order of the martial realm at the age of eighteen, they can all be praised as martial arts geniuses. Generally speaking, it would take at least twenty years for an ordinary genius to cultivate to the sixth order of the Martial Realm. As for the realm of the seventh order of the martial realm, very few people could reach it before the age of forty.

There are only five people in the Lin family's generation who can be called geniuses, a big family with a population of nearly 1,000, but there are only five people with high talents, so the treatment enjoyed by the five people in the clan can be imagined.

And Lin Xuanzhong already had the strength of the first order of the martial realm before he was seven years old, but since then, because of the confusion of the meridians, there have been problems in the cultivation process, not only is the cultivation process ten times more painful than that of a normal person, but also often hurts himself. From the beginning of the physical problem, Lin Xuanzhong gradually had a bad premonition in his heart.

When he was eight years old, the problem of meridian disorder became more and more serious, causing Lin Xuanzhong's cultivation to not advance but retreat, but even some ordinary children were inferior. For this reason, Lin Ye, the ancestor of the Lin family, who was already eighty years old, invited the best pharmacist in the city and among the past merchants to diagnose Lin Xuanzhong, and finally Lin Xuanzhong's problem was exposed.

As soon as the diagnosis came out, Lin Xuanzhong fell directly from the clouds into the abyss, and his fate changed from then on. Originally, the best resources of the Lin family were used on Lin Xuanzhong, which had already made other people of the same generation as Lin Xuanzhong very dissatisfied, and later because of the large cost of treatment for Lin Xuanzhong, the elders of the Lin family were disappointed in Lin Xuanzhong, and their attitude towards Lin Xuanzhong changed sharply, it can be said that since the age of eight, Lin Xuanzhong's life has changed dramatically. Since it was identified as waste wood, the Lin family has been extremely repulsive to it.

Later, Lin Xuanzhong's mother died of overwork when Lin Xuanzhong was fifteen years old. Whenever he recalled this, Lin Xuanzhong's calm eyes could not help but have a little more sad look, and tears flashed faintly in the corners of his eyes. His mind tightened, and Lin Xuanzhong's consciousness slowly returned to reality. I don't know how long it has been, Lin Qingfeng is still outside and hasn't come back, and the house is still very quiet. Looking at the dancing candlelight, Lin Xuanzhong blinked his eyes and fell into memories again.