Chapter 1: Young Master Lin

"Young Master Lin, you're here! The private room has been prepared for you. Boss, Young Master Lin is here!" Xiao Er shouted in the inn with his throat, and then the innkeeper hurriedly ran over, Xiao Er bent down and bowed with a flattering smile on his face, and was respectful to the young man in front of him who was still immature, so he almost knelt down and kowtowed.

Young Master Lin, named Lin Feng, is the adopted son of the Lin family, but Master Lin treats him as his own grandson, and no one in this city knows about it. As one of the representative families of the famous and decent family, the Lin family has a very high reputation in the Central Plains, no matter where they are, as long as they take out the Lin family's waist card, no one dares to take a look at it.

The innkeeper personally guided Lin Feng and walked upstairs. Originally, there were only three floors in this inn, the first floor was a place for ordinary diners, the second floor was a variety of private rooms, and the third floor was a guest room for passing guests. However, the innkeeper built a fourth floor, named Tianzihao, and the entire floor was just a private room, almost exclusively for receiving Lin Feng.

After the group of six people sat down, the wine and food prepared in advance by the inn were served, and Xiao Er laughed with him and did not dare to slack off. Lin Feng picked up a glass of wine and stood up, "On behalf of the Lin family, I will first salute the three of you, thank you for coming from thousands of miles to celebrate my grandfather's birthday, thank you for your hard work."

In two days, Master Lin will celebrate his 70th birthday, and other sects have also sent representatives to celebrate his birthday. The three people in front of him are the only son and two disciples of the head of Qingfeng Valley, the second major sect of the Central Plains, although the head of Qingfeng Valley did not come to celebrate his birthday in person, it can be regarded as enough face to be able to send such a person. Lin Feng came to wash the dust for the three of them.

The three of Qingfeng Valley also stood up one after another, holding their wine glasses, "Before coming here, my father said that Master Lin is our grandfather, why not work hard to celebrate my grandfather's birthday." Father said that Master Lin's swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world, and his cultivation is also the first person today, and he is his father's master's generation. Father is already extremely guilty for not being able to come in person, and please don't blame Young Master Lin."

Lin Feng smiled at the corner of his mouth, making it impossible to see what he wanted to express, "Come, let's make this one first!" After speaking, he raised his head and put the spirit in his mouth. Everyone else at the table drank as well. There are six of them here, and the other two are Lin Feng's better friends, although their cultivation is insufficient, they are also well-known in this city, and they each have a certain family background.

The three of them frowned as they drank the spirit, they often had to be with the wine, but it was soft in the mouth and soft and sweet in the throat. But after entering the abdomen, it was extremely intense, and the three of them drank it for the first time, and their faces were red as if the fire burned in their stomachs. I couldn't help but glance at the wine glass and boasted, "Good wine!"

Lin Feng picked up the wine jug and poured himself a glass, "This wine is nameless, but it can only be seen in this Lingyun City." Although the brewing is ordinary, the water of Lingyun Mountain is not something that can be seen in other places. If you like it, you can give a few altars when you leave, and if you want it in the future, a letter will be sent to you."

Although what he said was very good, Lin Feng was not polite now, and he poured himself a glass of wine and didn't care about the three of Qingfeng Valley, and casually put the wine jug beside him. The faces of the three of Qingfeng Valley changed slightly, if they were to pour the wine for the guests first, they would pour it for themselves last, as a sign of respect.

But the identity of the Lin family is here, and they are not easy to attack. The friend sitting next to Lin Feng obviously knew a little better than Lin Feng, and immediately accompanied the three of them with a smile. The head of Qingfeng Valley is named Zhao Hao, a sect famous for his palms, and his only son Zhao Yi is extremely talented, even surpassing his father, and he is very proud on weekdays, but he still doesn't dare to be too presumptuous in the face of the Lin family.

Zhao Yi endured the unhappiness in his heart, and picked up the wine glass again, "Thank you Young Master Lin for your hospitality, and I will salute Young Master Lin for a glass!"

After a few glasses of wine, Lin Feng drank it often, and Zhao Yi and the three of them were a little drunk, and a flush appeared on their faces, and they drank a little too much. Lin Feng smiled slightly, Lin Feng was not very interested in this kind of entertainment, and it was his purpose to directly get the three of them drunk.

As Zhao Yi and the three of them became more and more drunk, Lin Feng picked up a glass of wine and whispered in the ear of the person next to him and said, "I'll go out to take a breath, you two can deal with it first," and then turned around and left the house. Standing next to the corridor, overlooking the entire Lingyun City, his thoughts were troubled.

In the Lin family, Lin Feng has an extraordinary identity, he has been pampered since he was a child, and even surpasses the Lin family's parents. But when he grew up, his cultivation stagnated because of this, and the gap between him and ordinary people was not big. Master Lin is also the grandfather who adopted Lin Feng, and he has some hatred for Lin Feng, and the two often quarrel. But Lin Feng knew that his grandfather was all for his own good, and he would never take these things to heart.

"Hmph! Isn't it the adopted son of the Lin family! No one in the world knows that Lin Feng's qualifications are mediocre. If it weren't for the Lin family, what would he be!" Just as Lin Feng was overlooking Lingyun City, Zhao Yi's voice came from the private room. It does sound drunk, and he is a little slurred when he speaks.

Lin Feng squinted, raised his head and drank the wine in the cup, then turned around and walked towards the private room.

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Eighteen years ago. A stormy night.

There was a figure in the sky that passed by, and the target was Lingyun Mountain. Lin Xiaotian stepped on the long sword with both feet, his body walking in the air, and the sword flew. If this scene occurs during the day, it will inevitably cause the residents of Lingyun to worship, but it is now late at night, and it is a stormy night, and there are no pedestrians on the streets of Lingyun City, and no one has noticed this hurried figure.

Lin Xiaotian newly entered the six major schools of the Central Plains, the founder of Lingyun Mountain, his swordsmanship has both offense and defense, when the sword is out of the clouds, the sword is the sword, the sword is in its shape, the sword can be transformed into its shape, a long sword in the hand can be transformed into a sword, condensed the five sword gas into a long sword, walking around the body, when the sword is released, the three swords are attacked, and the two swords are to be defended. When the sword is played, the offense and defense are exchanged, and the offense and defense are both. In the Central Plains Continent, there is no rival except for the abbot of the Shenyin Temple. Lin Xiaotian is famous for using this sword technique to create the Lingyun Mountain faction.

On the way back to the mountain, Lin Xiaotian suddenly felt two qi engines outside, Lin Xiaotian frowned, thinking how could there be such a heavy murderous aura. Lingyun Mountain is the place where Lin Xiaotianmen is stationed, and although the disciples have quarrels, there will never be a fight under the rules of the sect. Lingyun City is located under Lingyun Mountain, guarded by the disciples of Lingyun Mountain, and there has never been a big fight, and the robbers do not dare to make trouble near Lingyun City. Such a murderous aura had not appeared around Lingyun Mountain in the past ten years. Lin Xiaotian's face was a little surprised at this time. In a hurry, Edgeworth skimmed towards where the murderous aura was.

At this time, a man in black at the foot of the mountain on the south side of Lingyun Mountain was fighting with a man holding a baby, and the two sides were already in an endless situation, but on the whole, the man with the baby in his arms was slightly inferior, and he was already injured in many places, but he still protected the baby in his arms. The man was holding a long sword to block left and right, and his swordsmanship was very good, but because he had a baby in his arms, he was limited everywhere when fighting. At this time, he was seriously injured, but he was still struggling to support the baby in his arms.

The man in black waved his long sword, and his steps were tight: "Lin Shan, the matter has come to this point, I advise you to accept your fate." I can leave you a whole corpse below, if not, don't blame me for being ruthless under the sword! The taste of broken hands and feet is not pleasant!" The man in black pursued for a long time, and he was also out of breath at this time, but the man in black was not injured, and his momentum was much tougher. As soon as the words fell, he pointed the sword in his hand at the man, that is, Lin Shan.

"The grievances between you and me are willing to be repaid with my life. Please also let your young son go," Lin Shan said this sentence, which seemed to be his last request, and it seemed to be his last bottom line. The middle-aged man named Lin Shan knelt on one knee and the sword in one hand was still stuck on the ground, as if supporting the man's body, he didn't look at the man in black and just looked at his arms with tender eyes. None of the children cried, but looked at the man with big eyes on his bloody face, as if to say his last goodbye.

"Hmph!" As the man in black snorted coldly, he approached again, "Lin Shan, you have been walking on the rivers and lakes for many years, and now you also have the time to ask for help? Why couldn't you let my brother go at the beginning!" The Man in Black was clearly reluctant to take such a risk, even though it was still a baby. Besides, the resentment in his heart does not allow the man in black to be kind at this time.

"Suffer death, Lin Shan!" The man in black obviously didn't want to waste any more time.

Lin Shan was already at the end of the crossbow, and was hit head-on by the man in black, and hurriedly drew his sword and raised it above his head, when the two swords touched, Lin Shan struggled to deal with it, but the long sword was still shocked and fell to the ground.

Although he dodged the fatal blow, the scar was cut from the left arm and shoulder to the abdomen, and the bone was deeply visible. Crimson blood stained the land at the foot of the forest mountain. Even the baby in his arms no longer had the strength to hold on tightly, and rolled to the side.

Lin Shan knew that his time had come, and although he wanted to keep the child in his heart, it seemed impossible at this time. Now that Lin Shan's pain is compared with the pain in his heart, he has no feeling, and only sighs that God is unfair.

The man in black swung his long sword and stabbed at the baby, and Lin Shan somehow got a trace of strength to push the baby away. The long sword slashed the baby's swaddling clothes away, and a jade pendant slipped to the ground, and the blood on Lin Shan's body dyed it red, and at the same time, the swaddling clothes were dyed red, and a lightning bolt tore through the darkness, writing tragedy.

Lin Xiaotian broke through the sky and saw that the two were fighting endlessly, but he had never seen either of them, and it was difficult to judge right and wrong for a while, so he had no intention of participating in it. After seeing the jade pendant, the sword suddenly fell, and the long sword blocked the attack of the man in black, and the two long swords condensed by the sword qi beside him flew up and went straight to the chest of the man in black.

Then he hurriedly supported Lin Shan, picked up the jade pendant on the ground, his palm trembled slightly, and his words also had a trilling voice, "This jade pendant, this jade pendant..."

In order to protect the baby, Lin Shan was stabbed in the throat again, and now he is dying, and his mouth has opened and closed several times but he can't say a word. But his eyes revealed peace of mind, and he passed away with a smile.

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The sun had come out at some point, and last night's wind and rain had dissipated in the soft morning sun.

A man in his fifties stood on the edge of the cliff with the appearance of a fairy, looking at the egrets rising in the early morning, enjoying the sun that was not dazzling.

"Wow~" The baby may have been hungry and didn't cry all night, so he cried at this time, which also brought Lin Xiaotian's consciousness back to reality.

Lin Xiaotian looked into his arms, and then looked at the morning glow on the horizon, "Has the rain passed?" said to himself with some questions.

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