Chapter 1: Unyielding Blood

Under the stars and moon, the two figures were stretched by the moonlight. The furious night wind roared, but it couldn't blow the robes of the figures on the cliff fluttering.

The gray clothes and gray robes have long hair slightly back, and the hands are behind their backs and look up at the night sky, but they also have a superior demeanor, their eyes are slightly open, and occasionally a trace of essence flashes, and the wind roars but can't blow his hair dance, and the discordant picture seems to show that this person has a good internal cultivation. A person who feels low-key but full of domineering is very contradictory. He - Juggernaut

The wind was very strong, and it was evident from the trees around him that were being blown and swaying. There was another person beside the middle-aged man. Gray clothes and gray robes with short hair, holding a sword in one hand, the tip of the sword pointing to the sky and the other hand behind, his eyes are closed, his face is immature but also a little resolute, and his robe dances with the wind. In an instant, his eyes opened, his unyielding eyes were mixed with a trace of sadness and confusion, and the blade of the sword changed and swung out obliquely, and the trees burst in response, and the sword was collected and stood quietly beside the middle-aged man behind him. The middle-aged man retracted his fugue gaze and looked at the young man and said: Lin Yi, your swordsmanship cultivation has reached the sword heart, you go down the mountain, only the sword heart that has been sharpened by the red dust can become the god in the heart. There is nothing to teach you as a teacher in the Sword God Realm, so go ahead. Lin Yiyi: Master. The disciple does not want to go down the mountain to the middle-aged: there are some things that cannot be escaped, and besides, do not be blinded by hatred. Go, this is your time. Lin Yiyi: Take care of the master, and the disciple should keep in mind the master's teachings. Kneel down to worship the teacher and then kneel down the mountain. After the ceremony, Lin left.

The next day, the sun dispelled the darkness. A teenager on the road, a teenager who may seem to be more mature. Short-haired, gray-robed and gray-robed with a gray sword bag behind him, he walked on the road blankly, but he didn't know where to go.

Time returned to the middle-aged man before going down the mountain to find Lin Yi, and the middle-aged man said: Lin Yi, how is your kendo cultivation? Lin Yi smiled and said: I just cultivated to the late stage of sword intent not long ago, but now I can't break through. Please also ask the master for advice. The middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction and said: Lin Yi, your understanding is really beyond ordinary people, ordinary people are talented but average in understanding, but you are the opposite. Generally speaking, the higher the aptitude, the faster the learning of martial arts. All you lack now is to realize your sword and feel your sword heart. You can enter the Kenshin realm. Lin Yiyi: Yes, master. Looking at Lin Yi's serious face, the middle-aged man said: Open your heart and don't be stressed. The road ahead will be more difficult, and you must learn to face it. Eh Lin Yi was very dazed, and he didn't know what the master would say. But as soon as Lin remembered what his father said, he would unconsciously become very brave and fearless. It was a young man, and he didn't remember much of what his father had to say. There is only one sentence, that sentence is deeply in my bones, I vaguely remember the way my father said this, my father was very serious, so serious that I was afraid I only remember that my father said very seriously: Lin Yi, you listen to Lao Tzu Our Lin family, you can be defeated, but you can't give in. Whether it's for people or things. If you give in, you are not my son, not my Lin family. Then you will never see your mother. I was so scared at that time, I had never seen my father so fierce, and I had never heard about my mother, and I might have been trembling at that time, but I didn't dare to cry. I was afraid of my father, afraid that I would never see them again, afraid that they would not want me, and soon my father sent me to the Sword Sect to study. At six years old, I was lonely, but I wasn't afraid, because I wanted to be brave and unyielding. Before leaving, my father told me that he didn't meet the teacher's requirements. You are not allowed to go down the mountain, and you are not allowed to go home without permission. Kobayashi said: The child remembers, and the father takes care. Maybe there were a few times when I wanted to cry, but I didn't dare, and time blurred my memory. I also grew up studying at the Sword Sect

Lin Yilin came back to his senses and followed me to the Peerless Cliff. The middle-aged man said.

On the Absolute Sky Cliff, the middle-aged man said: Lin Yi, I will tell you something about your family, I hope you can try to be as calm as possible. Lin Yi said uneasily: Master, please allow the disciple to hold the sword, only when the sword heart is perceived, the disciple's heart is the most peaceful. The middle-aged man: Okay, Elinyi quietly took out the sword, and held the sword in one hand and the back hand, and the tip of the sword pointed straight to the sky. It was nearly dusk, and the mountain wind did not stop. After a while, the middle-aged man looked at Lin Yi and said slowly and in a low voice: A few days ago, the martial arts had another catastrophe. Hundreds of people in Linjia Village were slaughtered, and most of the village was burned, and now no one is spared except you. After speaking, the middle-aged man put his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky. No one is spared, no one is spared, this sentence has been echoing in Lin Yi's mind, he thinks of his serious father, he thinks of the cute little tiger next door, he thinks of the kind village Aunt Li, the blacksmith Uncle Lin, etc., etc., but all this is broken, everything makes him powerless, am I going to give up, hahahe, a hoarse voice echoed in his mind. Give up, you are just an ordinary person, your current strength can make you prosperous and rich all your life, and the wealth is endless, enjoy it. A voice echoed seductively. You are a coward, and if you give in, you are not my Lin family. The Coward Lin family is a coward. Another voice echoed in the mind. Father, I am not a coward, I am the Lin family, the unyielding Lin family. My sword is my will, my will, my sword heart, and the sword heart is unyielding. The unyielding momentum spread across the sword, swinging the sword diagonally, and the trees burst in response. The sword heart is unyielding, and the sword intent lasts forever.

On the way, dazed and overwhelmed. There is no direction, I left the division but I don't know where to go, I want to go home to see, there is already a ruin, which adds to the sadness. wandering aimlessly, maybe a little better will go back to his hometown, miss his old friend, and look for his enemy. At least give yourself a reason or excuse to live, and I want to see my father several times, but I am afraid to see my father's serious face even though he is gone. I have no shame to face myself and face the Lin family. Because I am a coward, I am ashamed of the Lin family.

Worn-out clothes, worn-out flasks. I don't know if it's water or wine that comes out, who cares, no one cares. Maybe that's the best ending. I walked to my hometown, to Linjia Village, Jianshui City. Maybe they looked at me as a good person, or maybe they had a good heart, and a caravan took me with them, but the merchants didn't agree. The last girl, dressed as a chivalrous woman, stepped forward and asked the caravan to take me. I did go with them, quietly leaning on the last cart and soothing with a broken flask. Except for the bag where the sword was placed, the whole body was very broken. A tattered look is a little better than a beggar.