Chapter 545: Juvenile 4

"Is it the 108 thunder sword of our Lin family?" Asked a little girl. The questioner was the most beautiful and cute little one of the Lin family of children. Lin Youke, a five-year-old girl, heard that she was the daughter of a separate family owner.
This little guy was wearing an emerald dress and his skin was so tender that he could squeeze out water with a single touch.
Brothers and sisters always like to be yelled at by others. The little dimples near the mouth can almost sweeten someone.
Most popular among a group of little guys.
"Ben Lei Sword ..." Lin Xin frowned, and he also heard from the cheap dad, this is a family sword practice that everyone in the Lin family has to practice.
The 108-type Benlei sword is easy to learn and difficult to learn. I heard that it is a continuous sword technique, and the more difficult it is to practice. But once it is done, it is infinitely powerful.
"The specific power is not clear, but it may be used as a reference for mobilizing the vitality of the world."
Lin Xin's heart moved slightly, and now it was time for him to lay the foundation.
He does not want to contaminate the imprint of the land, but wants to take a path of pure human practice to compare and verify with his own Eucharist.
"Go in and see, it's okay."
"My sister is in there, anyway, we are going to learn swords soon, and we will be able to come in contact sooner or later."
"It's just, what are you afraid of, walk in and see."
A group of children clamored and rushed towards the school yard.
Lin Xin followed.
After entering the school yard, there was a flat ground paved with gray and black stone bricks, and a large black carpet was laid in the middle, which was very thick. Five young people were practicing sword-making on it.
The sound should come from there.
Lin Xin saw his sister Lin Yaoyang at a glance.
She and several other young people were faintly burning with a faint blue flame.
This is a flame invisible to others.
There was no temperature, nothing ignited, and it seemed that they were not even aware of it.
But Lin Xin can clearly see that with their swords out, the surrounding vitality is constantly shaking and rioting.
The vibration seemed like an instant, there were thousands of tuning forks, trembling at the same time, tens of thousands of different frequencies are mixed together to form a very deep special frequency.
Lin Xin looked at it, and even got a little foolish ...
The shock brought him an unprecedented shock. He had never seen such a complicated and beautiful vibration.
These blue flames are not just a lot of vibration combinations, but also a certain order and regularity.
"Okay kids." Suddenly a tall figure blocked the sight of the little farts, including Lin Xin.
This is a tall Uncle Bearded Hu. He smokes dry smoke, and his hair is black like the bottom of a pot.
"Don't watch, this isn't where you should come." Loo spit out his cigarette ring and sank.
"Why? Isn't this the place to practice swords on school grounds? My sister also came here to train ..." Lin could argue again.
"That's the morning." Beard said lightly. "Now, it's the training of the Bloodtight."
Bloodtight.
As soon as the word was spoken, the children were all quiet.
The Bloodtighters don't need to practice the Thunder Sword, what they practice is how to make the most of their blood. Everything else is just auxiliary.
The power of dense blood is extremely powerful. Once it is drawn out, it is not something ordinary people can compete with.
Everything they do is a seal for the future.
The Bloodtight and them are two completely different worlds.
It's not just family treatment, attitude, and degree of attention. There are also various supporting teachings, their status in the family, and so on.
"Go back, this is not where you should be." Bearded exhaled.
"How dare this big beard stop us! Brother Yue, what do you think?"
"Yuege ... what do you do now? Do you want to hit him?"
"Brother Yue ..."
A group of little farts are all young and old, and when they are in trouble, the first time they think of Lin Sheri, who has always been the most opinionated.
This young master Zongjia was a famous child prodigy since he was a child. Although he didn't talk much, he became a well-deserved genius elder brother in the eyes of everyone after the strong violence overwhelmed everyone.
Lin Xin took a deep look at the people in the distance.
"Come on, let's go back."
He whispered.
He's heard the story.
His elder sister is a true bloodstainer, so he knows a little bit more.
Dense blood is just a preparation.
Prepare her body to the fullest before welcoming the seal. With the power of the seal and the seal, the thing was transferred to the new subject.
Assist seal transfer, this is the true role of dense blood.
Lin Xin recalled the cheap dad, the unknown breath that even he was afraid of.
"Gone." He turned and left flatly.
"Yuege ... wait for me." Lin Yazaki stunned, and quickly followed.
The fat man and Lin also quickly followed, and the other little farts saw that the boss had left, and they left in a hurry.
Watching a group of little farts left, until they completely disappeared from sight and disappeared, the bearded sighed slowly.
"Lin Sheri ... unfortunately ... no matter how good you are, without blood, no matter how hard you try, you won't be able to catch up with them ..."
He looked back at a few people who were unaware of the distance, shook his head, and walked towards it.
"Blooded, the practice is not Ben Lei Sword, but another set of sword skills called Yuan Que Sword Technique."
Lin Yaoyang sat in front of the wooden building and sat side by side with Lin Xin, explaining casually.
"Circular lack of swordsmanship? Can I learn?" Lin Xin frowned.
"I'm sorry, I can't." Lin Yaoyang smiled. "Brother, you are very talented, talented, and intelligent. You are considered a first-class child prodigy among ordinary people. But these are the secrets of the dense blood. Meaningless."
She drank the jug in her mouth, grunted, and went about halfway.
"Hah ... cool!"
"What is the role of the lack of swordsmanship?" Lin Xin asked again.
"You are still young, what do you care about?" Lin Yaoyang casually wanted to perfunctory.
"Just tell me, is the circular sword method specially designed to trigger dense blood and strengthen the power of dense blood." Lin Xin frowned.
"Almost, the power of the lack of swordsmanship is much stronger than that of Ben Lei Sword, very much ..."
Lin Yaoyang smiled. "But you can't learn it. Most people learn this. Not only is it useless, it may die."
"so serious?"
Lin Xin frowned.
"Then I will ask another question."
"What? You said." Lin Yaoyang picked up the jug and prepared to drink.
"Ben Lei Sword, can you mobilize the vitality of the world?" Lin Xinzheng asked.
"Heaven and earth vitality? Where do you know the word, progress is fast." Lin Yaoyang smiled, "Of course it can be. Otherwise, how can we become the family swordsmanship of our Lin family?"
"We are about to start learning swords soon," Lin Xin said indifferently. "I asked Teacher Rong in advance to borrow some related books."
"Really? Really good young boy." Lin Yaoyang touched Lin Xin's head with a sneer, but he avoided it.
When she was young, she was notorious for learning. She was often beaten by the master and punished.
Compared to my brother, hey ...
She glanced randomly, and suddenly she accidentally swept the back of Lin Xin's right hand, where there seemed to be a faint flash of black.
"what is that?"
She pointed to Lin Xin's right hand.
"What?" Lin Xin raised his hand, looking at it with ease.
"Seems like you have something on the back of your hand."
Lin Yaoyang frowned. But look at the back of Lin Novice, the white and delicate top is nothing.
Illusion?
"Well, learn the sword well, and sister will accompany you later!" She patted Lin Xin on the shoulder and got up and walked towards the attic.
Lin Xin glanced back at her back, drunkenly, shook her head.
He came back again and looked into the distance.
In the evening, the sky and clouds are colored, red, yellow, and blue, mixed together, and accompanied by a touch of golden red, which is extremely beautiful.
"What are you talking to?"
A deep and thick male voice came from behind Lin Xin.
Lin Xin turned around and saw his father Lin Hao.
This tall and burly man is wearing a serious and neat white robe, his face is hidden in the shadows, and his expression is invisible, but it is inexplicably giving a kind of oppression and stiffness.
"It's just about learning swords."
Lin Xin lifted his mind slightly, and Lin Hao's fine sense of depression seemed to be getting stronger recently.
He hid his right hand behind him, and on the back of the hand he no longer knew when the black and red runes were lit.
The Eucharist's instinctual warning could not be suppressed.
"About learning swords?" Lin Hao repeated. "Also, in a blink of an eye, it's almost time for you to practise Ben Thunder Sword. Come on carefully." He also reached out and patted Lin Xin's shoulder.
"Well. I will." Lin Xin nodded and answered very seriously.
"Dinner, Lin Hao, Xiaoyue." Inside the inner room, the voice of the original late Qing came out.
"Come!" Lin Hao turned and entered the room.
He was a bit wrong.
Lin Xin could feel it, but couldn't say what was wrong.
Obviously, from the perspective of the Eucharist's response, Lin Hao's secrets will never be weaker than he once was called Nandi in Nanfu.
Coupled with the heavy fog, he could not find any clues at one and a half minutes.
Fortunately, Lin Hao soon received a request from the Shishihui, and went to the field to suppress the demons.
Lin Xin finally came to the formal contact with the human world practice system.
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At noon, the big sun was shining brightly in the air, and the rows of children stood densely in rows.
Lin Yazaki and Lin Xin, Lin Ke and the fat man are in it.
In addition to them, there are other children from the Lin family who are sent from other places to come to Yuecheng for training.
Hundreds of children stood together, all dressed in yellow and standing on the black school field. The contrast between black and yellow was quite imposing.
Around the square array where the children stood, there were guardians.
At the front is a bald strong man standing, staring fiercely at the little farts in front of him.
"One hundred and eighty Ben Thunder sword, listening to the name is very simple, but as my Lin family to teach swordsmanship, it is easy to learn and difficult to learn, one hundred and eight styles are progressively layered, how many styles can be practiced, it depends on your own talent And sweat. "
He spoke loudly, his eyes sweeping over the children. (To be continued.) Enable new URL