Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 13: What I have learned has surpassed my mentor Zuo Ruotong
"If you go with the trend, you can avoid discipline and calculate disaster, but if you go against the trend, you can master Yuan Gong."

In the quiet room of the Trinity School, He Songling sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, meditating quietly. The white light around him flickered like a candle in the wind.

He gained a lot from this trip to the Lu family. He learned that there was a way out for the Nine Sequences Heart Method, and he also understood the wonderful use of his innate soul, and he needed to retreat and settle down. At this time, two months had passed since the master and apprentice returned to the Trinity Sect.

"call!"

He Songling suddenly opened his eyes, stood up, and opened the second level to the extreme. This quiet room could hardly block the white light bursting from his body. Countless beams of light shot out from the gaps in the doors and windows, causing the Trinity disciples to exclaim in surprise.

"This is not right. I still haven't found the right key." He Songling continued on the second level for a while, frowned and shook his head.

In the past two months, He Songling has almost always locked himself in this quiet room, but his progress in the practice has not been satisfactory. He feels like a traveler with plenty of energy, who can take the next step to enter a new journey, but he can't find the way. He has accumulated the accumulation of progress, but he can't find the key.

Even the innate soul couldn't help him with this. After all, he had already cultivated the Nine Sequences Heart Method to the end in theory. Zuo Ruotong told him about the development of the future. In fact, the innate soul was not completely useless. In the past two months, He Songling had found many key points, but he had a feeling that they were not his key points.

Maybe these tips are suitable for Si Chong, maybe for Cheng Zhen, maybe for Zuo Rutong, but definitely not for me.

"Squeak."

He Songling opened the door and walked out. As he walked, the white light on his body gradually dimmed, evolving into the frosted texture of Zuo Ruotong. But when he finally stopped, he still felt dazzling, like a newly-kiln porcelain and a century-old antique, with a hot fire on his body.

"Out?"

Zuo Ruotong, Si Chong, Cheng Zhen, Shui Yun, and Chang Qing were discussing matters in the center of the hall. Seeing the little white man passing by, Zuo Ruotong greeted him, "Didn't you find the way?"

"I always feel like something is missing." He Songling shook his head: "I won't disperse this rebellion for the next two years."

"Wow!" Chong Chengzhen looked at them with admiration. They had also maintained the reverse state for a long time under Zuo Ruotong's suggestion, but after just a few months, they felt it was unbearable and gave up. He Songling kept this mouth for several years, which was really awe-inspiring.

"That's fine." Zuo Rutong's mouth suddenly curled up, and he said in a somewhat sinister tone: "I heard Si Chong say that before you went down the mountain to the Lu family, you threatened to beat me up?"

"Hey, then you are right. I promised everyone when I left that I would beat you up and I will be your master in the future!" He Songling stretched out his hand and pointed at the other four people in the room, "If you don't believe me, ask them, right?"

The four of them retreated a long distance together with a "whoosh". Changqing shouted, "Brother He, if you want to brag, stay away from us and don't get us covered in blood!" Changqing was eight or nine years older than He Songling, but He Songling started learning earlier, at the age of two, when Changqing was not even there.

"You're kidding, he can't beat me." He Songling raised his nose arrogantly, "What I have learned has surpassed that of my mentor Zuo Rutong. I advise you to keep your eyes open and watch Zuo closely, because there are not many opportunities for him to get beaten."

Zuo Rutong was happy, "Okay, if you want to fight with me, I'll give you a chance. Come on." After he said that, he took the lead and walked out of the lobby and went to the back hall.

"Look, look, it's not enough for you to fight in the square in front. You are just afraid of losing face in front of your disciple." He Songling followed Zuo Rutong slowly with his hands behind his back. With every step he took, his arrogance grew higher. By the time he walked completely into the back hall, he was already a torch emitting white light.

Zuo Rutong is not the young Bao Yingge. He doesn’t dare to play tricks like his master to slowly improve his status and directly reach the strongest level.

As the two figures disappeared into the back hall, the four people who had just retreated far away surrounded them again. Shuiyun stared at the door of the back hall and asked, "How long do you bet Junior Brother can last?" "Junior Brother Jiuxu has profound profound skills. Look at the second level of his training. It's like a foreigner's incandescent light bulb. I think he can last a quarter of an hour." Chengzhen smiled.

"A disciple of Xuanmen is gambling openly. How dare you!" Si Chong snorted majestically, his eyes were like knives, and he scanned the surroundings. However, the disciples were not afraid. Shui Yun smiled and said, "Uncle Master, don't you want to know the result?"

"Hmph, the result... I guess it will take at least half an hour. This kid is quite slippery." Everyone looked at Si Chong in surprise. They didn't expect that this strict uncle had such a high opinion of He Songling.

"Is it possible that senior brother can defeat master?" Lu Jin, who was passing by and serving tea, interjected.

“Hahaha, Xiao Lu, you are just too crazy.” Shui Yun hugged Lu Jin and shook him as if he was suffocating. “Do you know what level Master is at? He hasn’t been able to break free of his reverse life state for more than ten years. There is no one in this world who can beat Master!”

"But my brother said..."

"Hey, Junior Brother Jiuxu's words are always off-topic. We are used to it. Over the years, he has said at least a hundred times that he wants to beat Master, and every time he didn't get a good beating?" Shuiyun said with a smile, "Just wait for the result."

It took longer than expected, nearly two hours, before Zuo Rutong, slightly out of breath, carried the beaten He Songling out of the back hall and threw him onto the floor tiles of the square.

"Pfft!"

"Ouch!" He Songling, who was pretending to be a corpse, jumped up instantly, baring his teeth and cursing: "Lao Zuo, are you really not afraid of getting crippled by me?"

"If he can still be disabled after practicing the third level of Reverse Life to this extent, our sect might as well be disbanded." Zuo Ruotong actually didn't expect that He Songling had made such great progress in the past two months. According to his performance in the Lu family compound, he could only hold out under his hands for an hour at most.

Unexpectedly, his methods suddenly became unpredictable. During the fight, the simulated fire escape techniques flew all over the sky, and there was a trace of golden light spell and yang thunder between his body. If it weren't for being in the small room, I wouldn't even be able to defeat him. I had to let this kid run away.

Zuo Ruotong thought for a moment and said, "Although you lost, I can let you be my master. From now on, you will be responsible for teaching our disciples, except for breaking through the barriers. Don't you want to be a master? Be a good master."

"No, I haven't even found the way myself." He Songling refused decisively.

"Reviewing the old to learn the new, you can be a teacher. I have taught nearly a hundred disciples in this sect over the years, so why didn't I give up cultivation? The way out for the Nine Sequences Heart Method should be found in this direction."

Zuo Ruotong still taught He Songling a lesson. After all, a traitor is still a disciple. He said in an unquestionable tone: "You should also concentrate on your studies. In this way, I will not make it difficult for you. Let's take Lu Jin as an example. If he can reach the second level within ten years, you will be considered successful."

"Stop talking nonsense." He Songling sighed, and then looked at Lu Jin with a dangerous look, "Junior brother, before at your house, you were slapped in the face by the bull nose of Longhu Mountain and made her cry. This is a great disgrace to our Sanyi Sect."

He Songling cracked his fists and approached Lu Jin with a grim smile on his face: "Now I am following the master's orders to train you well!"

Lu Jin burst into tears, "You, don't come over here!"

(End of this chapter)