Villains: The beginning rewrites fate, and the heroines burst into tears

In this way, Liang Lin followed the old man to a deep mountain where the beauty is beautiful.

At the foot of the mountain, the old man stretched out his hand to pinch the formula and broke through one formation after another. The two finally came to a majestic gate.

Looking at the past, Liang Lin's eyes showed yearning rarely.

Soon, he was attracted by the sight in front of him.

A grand hall stands between the sky and the earth, surrounded by clouds and mist, and the plaque of "Wan Yanzong" is reflected in Liang Lin's eyes.

The old man explained to him, "As you can see, this sect is called Wanyan Sect, and most of the disciples in the sect are responsible for collecting information from all walks of life."

"I'm old but not talented. It's the Lord of Jianfeng. When the monks see me, they all respectfully call me Sword Master."

Liang Lin looked around, all the monks dressed in white were present. He looked at all this with a dazed expression, as if he was wandering in a dream.

In his previous life, he never imagined that one day, he would also be able to come to the sect to practice.

Seeing Liang Lin's dazed look, the old Taoist smiled slightly.

"They are disciples of the old sect, from now on you will be the same sect as them."

"However, they are all outer disciples. This old man wants to accept you as his own disciple, and inherit the mantle in the future."

"Our Wanyan Sect has nine major sects, and the old man is one of them, Jianfeng."

While chatting and laughing, the No. [-] teacher in the martial arts field in the distance also saw the master coming back from a distance, and they all came to see the master with their swords.

"Disciple pays homage to Master." The youthful voices rang out in unison.

The old man smiled and nodded at them, planning to take this opportunity to introduce Liang Lin to fellow disciples.

"I came back from this trip as a teacher, and I have gained a lot. This is the new personal disciple of the teacher——Liang Lin, who will be your senior brother in the future."

As soon as this remark came out, all the cultivators in the master's sect were surprised, and they whispered among each other.

"Did you hear me right, Master said that this is a newly accepted personal disciple?!"

"Just like a wandering little beggar like him, I don't see what he is capable of." A disciple said mockingly.

The person next to him pushed him with his elbow, "Don't talk about it, the person whom Master is looking for can be wrong? Why are you confiscated as a personal biography if you are so good?"

"Stop arguing, hurry up and salute."

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"I've met senior brother." The disciples in the audience clasped their fists and said.

However, Liang Lin clearly saw the commotion just now.He was not surprised that these people were dissatisfied and ridiculed him, after all, he was used to being looked down upon by others since he was a child.

Status and respect are won by one's own strength. Liang Lin has long understood the law of the jungle for survival.

After returning the salute with all the juniors, they returned to the martial arts arena and continued to study swordsmanship.

The old man comforted: "Lin'er, you don't have to take it to heart, in our Jianfeng, strength is the greatest confidence."

"Jianfeng's tradition is to hold a grand sword competition every year. As long as you study hard and practice hard, you will definitely have the last laugh in the ring within ten years."

"Let's go, I will take you to a place for the teacher." After saying that, the old man walked ahead and led the way, showing a rather meaningful expression.

Liang Lin also couldn't figure out the situation, so he followed Master to find out.

Not long after, the two of them arrived in front of a library building. This building was about a hundred feet high, and the eaves were covered with glazed and double-colored green tiles, shining transparently under the sunlight.The carved beams and painted buildings are also unique. Looking carefully, it seems that the carvings are pictures of sword dancing and fighting. Don't think it must be the deeds of the sect's predecessors.

With a tap of the old man's fingertips, the simple and elegant door slowly opened outwards, allowing one to glimpse the true face through the gap.

"Let's go, let's go in with the teacher and take a look."

The pavilion is even more magnificent. Liang Lin looked at the ancient books piled up on the surrounding walls, and felt quite shocked for a while.

"This is my Jianfeng's collection of books, and the outer disciples are not allowed to enter. But you are different. From now on, you can browse all kinds of classics here."

"Come, look here." The old man said while pointing to the ebony bookshelf in the distance. "Here are all the sword scriptures written by the master. I hope you can benefit from reading them."

Liang Lin's eyes were full of gratitude. He didn't expect his master to value him so much. He secretly made up his mind that he would live up to expectations in the future.

The old man went on to say, "Lin'er, what is achieved on paper is superficial, and I know that this matter must be practiced. Other people's swordsmanship can inspire you, but you don't need to regard it as a golden rule. Since ancient times, everyone who has made great achievements has his own. Unique."

"What you can do as a teacher is to lead you to explore the mysteries of the way of swordsmanship, but how deep you can go depends on yourself. Becoming a generation of grandmasters is by no means an easy task."

"Okay, the first thing you do today is to get started with swordsmanship. You can browse through the classics on the first three rows of bookshelves on the left hand side after entering the door, and you can come to ask your teacher to explain your doubts after a week."

After the old man finished speaking, he turned and left, leaving Liang Lin alone in the vast sea of ​​books.

The master said that after seven days, I will go to solve my doubts, so I will race against time during these seven days.

One is to work hard to establish trust in the teacher's school.

The second is to live up to the expectations of the master.

Thirdly, for the blood feud on his body and to see his sister goodbye, he must become a strong man!
"Thank you, Master! This disciple will definitely live up to expectations!" Liang Lin bowed deeply in the direction of Master's departure.

Next, it is up to him to work hard on his own.

If a worker wants to do a good job, he must first sharpen his tools.Liang Lin understands this truth. He is not in a hurry to cultivate now, and laying a solid foundation is the most important thing for him at this stage.

He walked towards the bookshelf that the master said with great interest, slid his fingers over the titles of the classics, and finally stopped on an old book that was a bit damaged.

The pages of the book are damaged, which must have been read many times, so let's start with it.

As soon as the book was picked up, Liang Lin entered a state of forgetting to sleep and eat, holding his classics tightly all the time every day.

Liang Lin hugged these books and flipped through them over and over again, which contained some mental techniques and introductory moves of sword repair. After reading them for a few days, Liang Lin felt that he was just swallowing jujubes.

"The Dao has no form or form, and the origin of the Dao should not be passed on lightly." Liang Lin looked up at the vast sea of ​​books and sighed.

"I have experienced tribulations since I was a child, and I don't talk about hardships. A man was born in troubled times, and he should carry a three-foot sword to achieve invincible merit!"

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The cultivators outside the screen were overwhelmed with emotion when they heard Liang Lin's whisper.

Even though what they see in the screen is only a teenage boy, his desire to seek world domination is clearly visible.

Perhaps when we were young, we also had great ambitions and wanted to gallop the world and become invincible.But this is a rough and narrow road, walking alone in the dark, and one day you will see the light ahead.

Dijun is the one who can persevere till the end.