New and dark light years

Chapter 456 True Transmission Techniques: The Fewer People Learn Them, the Better
Once Lu Ying entered the Zhenjun Temple, the surroundings became quiet.

Li Lin took the opportunity to observe his surroundings and found that the men in black did not harm anyone else and he could not see any injured civilians.

The only ones who are truly pitiful are the kidnapped children.

However, it's clear that these children were only frightened and had no external injuries.

In other words, these people in the underworld do have some bottom lines, but only a few!

Seeing Li Lin sizing them up, the leader of the men in black clasped his hands in a fist and bowed, saying, "Young Master Paper, we have no intention of being your enemy, and we would not have dared to appear before you and get in your way, but you came back too quickly, this is our fault."

Li Lin raised an eyebrow but remained silent.

Seeing that Li Lin was not angry, the man in black breathed a sigh of relief.

As for Li Lin ignoring him... he didn't care at all.

Who is the other party? He is the military governor of Cangwu West Road, who controls the troops of three prefectures and is in charge of military campaigns. He is a truly powerful official.

In the capital, he single-handedly killed the crown prince who had been corrupted by Gu poison. Even the emperor dared not do anything to him and obediently let him leave the capital.

In the martial arts world, Li Lin is already a legend among legends. If the Zhuxian Society is an unfathomable behemoth, hidden deep beneath the waves of the martial arts world.

Li Lin is the big dragon in the open, entrenched in Jin County, turning it into a den of dragons and tigers for the martial arts world.

The fact that they came out to threaten Lu Ying already showed them the greatest courage they could muster.

They dared not clash with Li Lin at all.

The last one to do this was a certain Buddhist temple, which was directly raided by Li Lin's army.

Now only ruins remain there.

Anyone with a legitimate background wouldn't dare mess with Li Lin; this guy really dares to destroy other sects.

Li Lin sat on horseback, watching quietly.

The man in black dared not speak, and gradually, the onlookers also fell silent.

It's getting quieter here.

Liu Shen angrily floated onto the head of the man in black, glaring at them fiercely.

After a while, Lu Ying jogged out of the Zhenjun Temple.

She now had a book in her hand.

The group of masked men in black gleamed with greed.

Lu Ying did not hand the book to the man in black immediately. Instead, under the man's expectant gaze, she handed the book to Li Lin.

Li Lin flipped through a few pages, then closed the book and said to the man in black, "This is indeed the paper-crafting technique I annotated. Now it belongs to you."

With a gentle flick of the wrist, the book floated slowly by, like a graceful butterfly in flight.

The man in black dared not catch it directly. He waited until the book fell to the ground and landed in front of him before picking it up.

He then flipped through a few pages, admiring the clear and easy-to-read Song typeface and the detailed traditional Chinese paintings. Overjoyed, he exclaimed, "Thank you, Master Paper. We lowly people will never set foot in Jin County again."

"It doesn't matter, just release the child."

"Don't worry, Young Master Paper. Once we are all safe, we will release these children."

Li Lin nodded, then made a 'please' gesture: "Remember your words. If these four children are even slightly injured, even if you are masked, I have many ways to find you and grind you to dust."

The leader of the men in black nodded to indicate that he understood, then cupped his hands in a gesture of respect and led the other men in black away.

The guards who had surrounded the area, as well as the onlookers, made way for the man in black to leave.

The parents and relatives of several children watched anxiously, while many people around them offered words of comfort.

"Don't worry, with County Commandant Li in charge, they won't dare to do anything reckless."

"They just agreed to let the children go, so let's wait here patiently."

"At times like these, it really takes Lieutenant Li to step in."

"Our Jin County is already considered good; the martial arts heroes don't dare to cause trouble here. I've heard that the heroes from other places are causing quite a ruckus."

"I'm from Xiangjun. There's a lot of fighting and killing going on there... It's never peaceful."

Li Lin waved his hand, and his personal guards went to stand watch at the door.

He dismounted and said to Lu Ying, "Let's go inside and talk."

Lu Ying nodded slightly and followed behind Li Lin.

At that moment, Liu Shen also flew over.

The three of them went to the back of the main hall of the Zhenjun Temple.

Lu Ying said somewhat timidly, "Senior Brother Li, I'm sorry to have troubled you."

Li Lin laughed and said, "It has nothing to do with you. If we're going to get to the bottom of this, I'm the one who started it."

What he said is indeed true.

If he hadn't used over a thousand paper figures to ambush and kill the Crown Prince in the capital, and if he hadn't expanded the number of paper figures to three thousand on his way back to Jin County, allowing many martial arts practitioners to see it, then the art of paper-making would still be nothing more than a wicked and unorthodox minor technique.

But what people in the martial arts world don't know is that to create a scene like Li Lin's, where he leads an army of thousands of paper figures across the land, spiritual energy is essential.

A 'talent' matching the paper-making skill is also necessary.

There may be people who can achieve one of these, but very few can achieve both.

Seeing that Li Lin didn't blame her, Lu Ying breathed a sigh of relief and patted her not-so-broad chest.

Liu Shen floated down: "Damn it, if I weren't a True Lord who can't kill people, I would have torn those people to pieces."

Those men in black knew this, which is why they dared to cause trouble at the Zhenjun Temple.

Li Lin said, "I will send some people to guard this place from now on."

Lu Ying said happily, "Thank you very much, Senior Brother Li."

Then Li Lin looked at Liu Shen: "Do you want to absorb blood energy?"

"Ah, I thought you'd forgotten." Liu Shen happily leaned closer. "It's been several days, and you're only just now coming over."

"I broke my promise because something happened at the government army camp that I needed to handle."

"It's alright, it's alright, just come here." Liu Shen took Li Lin's left hand in her hands, her eyes shining as she looked at him: "Can I begin?"

"can!"

Liu Shen brought her small mouth close to Li Lin's left hand and then took a deep breath.

Two drops of pale purple blood vapor were inhaled into her mouth.

Then came the scene that had appeared before: Liu Shen started rolling around on the ground again, even hugging Li Lin's feet and rubbing against them, making strange noises.

When Lu Ying saw Liu Shen's appearance and heard her voice, she blushed and covered her ears with her hands.

After a while, Liu Shen suddenly shivered, and she woke up completely, letting out a long sigh: "That felt good."

Lu Ying stood to the side, looking at the little dragon with a helpless expression.

Li Lin looked at Lu Ying and said, "Junior Sister Lu, do you have any questions for me regarding the paper-crafting technique and the lightning strike spell?"

“Of course,” Lu Ying said softly. “But it’s almost noon now, so I’ll cook some food first, and we can eat and chat together.”

"also."

When Lu Ying saw that Li Lin had agreed, her eyes were full of joy: "Then I'll go start the fire and cook."

After saying that, he put his hands behind his back and skipped away.

Liu Shen put her hands on her hips and looked at Lu Ying's back with some confusion: "It's just a meal, why is she so happy?"

Li Lin raised an eyebrow, seeing through it but saying nothing.

...The group of men in black ran at full speed, and after leaving the main road, they immediately disappeared into the nearby grove of trees.

After running for a while, the group of more than a dozen people stopped.

The leader of the men in black asked, "Is anyone following us?"

"should not."

The last person ran over and whispered.

The leader of the men in black breathed a sigh of relief and said to the people next to him, "Release the child."

The four people did as instructed and put the four children on the ground.

The leader of the men in black said to the eldest boy, "Take your friends and leave. The main road is over there, hurry..."

The eldest boy immediately picked up the youngest child and shouted to the other two children, "Run!"

After watching the four children leave, the leader of the men in black said, "Let's go too."

The group of men in black immediately moved swiftly through the woods.

They are all very strong, and their lightness skills are quite impressive. If there were martial artists nearby, they would be able to tell that their footwork comes from the same source.

The group of men in black had been running for several hours. By evening, they had covered a great distance and were all drenched in sweat.

His black clothes were almost completely soaked.

After a while, they arrived at the foot of a mountain where there were almost no roads and it was extremely quiet.

The leader of the men in black said, "Go check the surrounding area."

The dozen or so people quickly separated, but after a while, they gathered together again.

No one was found.

"No one is coming to my side either, and the traps and mechanisms I set up are still the same as before."

"I haven't found anyone here either."

After everyone confirmed that no one was around, the leader of the men in black walked to the foot of the mountain, parted the dense weeds, and revealed the cave entrance.

"Go in."

A dozen or so people filed in, with the leader, a man in black, going in last. He then cleared away the weeds at the entrance to block it.

Soon torches were lit.

Several torches were stuck in the surrounding rock walls, illuminating the interior quite brightly.

It was a very large cave, with an underground stream flowing from deep within the cave entrance and then into a large pool.

The pool water is very clean.

There are also some simple stone benches and chairs by the pool.

A dozen or so people sat down, all breathing softly, and no one spoke.

But then they all took off their masks and burst into laughter.

Everyone's face was filled with joy and relief.

The leader of the men in black also removed his mask, revealing a fairly handsome, young face.

He laughed and said, "I didn't expect it to go so smoothly. I actually got the version annotated by Paper Prince. This should be considered the true transmission."

After saying that, he took the book out of his pocket and threw it to the person closest to him, saying, "Take a look, but don't break it."

The man who took the book laughed and said, "Don't worry, senior brother, we're not that stupid."

Everyone else gathered around, watching the man open the book.

"Huh, I've never seen this handwriting before. Is it written by Paper Prince? It's quite beautiful."

"It is indeed quite elegant and dignified. The characters are all the same size, yet they are very neat and pleasing to the eye. It is true that one's handwriting reflects one's character."

"I don't understand the characters, but these characters do look more pleasing to the eye than the cursive script written by my senior brother."

The leading man also leaned over to take a look and laughed, "These characters... are indeed beautiful, but they're a bit crafty. They look like lead type used for printing, lacking their own soul."

"But this is the first time I've seen this font. Can't it be considered to have its own soul?"

The eldest brother was stumped by the question.

He said in a low voice, "What you said makes a lot of sense."

Everyone laughed.

The eldest brother said, "Seventh brother, go and start a fire to cook something."

"it is good."

A boy who looked to be only a little over fifteen years old stood up, went to the side to get some firewood that was placed there, and then started a fire, placing a large pot on the earthen stove.

Next, I poured water in, tore off some dry, hard dough and threw it in, then took out a piece of cured meat from the side, cut a few slices and put them into the pot, and then threw in some salt.

After finishing these tasks, the boy called out, "Senior Brother, could you check the fire for me? I'll go and look at that booklet with the other senior brothers."

The eldest brother said helplessly, "Who is the eldest brother, you or me?"

The boy smiled somewhat awkwardly, but still went to look at the booklet with the others.

The eldest brother sat down in front of the stove, adding firewood every now and then, and then checking if the batter in the pot was ready.

At this moment, exclamations of surprise continued to come from the side.

"So the little paper figures folded using origami can monitor others. And they can travel several miles away, amazing."

"Can that paper effigy used to guide souls summon deities to earth?"

"There are even substitute paper figures? Doesn't that mean you get an extra life?"

"My God, this paper-making technique is truly a marvel of human skill! Why hasn't anyone discovered it before!"

The eldest brother ignored them, stood up, dipped his finger into the bubbling noodle soup without fear of getting burned, tasted some of the soup, and said, "It's not flavorful enough."

After saying that, he sprinkled some of what appeared to be salt into it.

He looked back at his fellow disciples and saw them still huddled together looking at the book. He shook his head and laughed, seemingly helpless.

After waiting a while, the batter was fully cooked. He called out, "Alright, put the book aside. Let's eat something to fill our stomachs first. After we finish eating, we'll each copy a copy of this book, and then we'll go our separate ways."

"it is good."

The person with the book placed it on the table, and then a dozen or so people came over, each getting a bowl of porridge.

Because the eldest brother was tending the stove, he was the fastest and had already ladled himself a bowl to drink.

The others immediately poured themselves bowls, ate a couple of bites, and then hurriedly drank the broth.

Soon, everyone finished drinking the porridge.

A rather overweight man said, "Then I'll copy one for the senior brother first; he works the hardest..."

The fat man took two steps forward, then felt his body sway slightly. He shook his head and said, "I feel a little dizzy."

"Me too……"

"I feel a little nauseous!"

Everyone was saying that something was wrong with them, and then they suddenly realized that they had been poisoned.

Then, more than a dozen people collapsed to the ground, completely exhausted, staring in horror at their senior brother who was still standing.

At this moment, the eldest disciple slowly drew the long sword from his waist: "I'm sorry, fellow disciples... I think the fewer people who learn this kind of true teaching technique, the better."

The torch flickered slightly, and the lines of light and shadow on the eldest brother's face moved rhythmically.

(End of this chapter)