"The young master is seriously injured, the cold poison has penetrated into the marrow, and it is difficult to cure with medicine or stone!"

"Unless a close relative can dig out the bones and replace the marrow, they can recover. But although the lives of those whose bones were dug out are not in danger, they will never be able to practice martial arts again..."

Fengyang City, Lin Family.

Upon hearing the doctor's diagnosis, Lin Feilong turned pale and turned to look around.

"My son Lin Yun's life is at stake. Which of you is willing to donate his marrow?"

There was silence everywhere.

In this world, the weak eat the strong, and strength is respected.

Having their bones dug out and their marrow replaced is equivalent to being turned into trash, and they will never be able to make a difference from now on.

Therefore, no matter how great the benefits are, no one is willing to do it.

"The head of the family and everyone here are all direct descendants of my Lin family and future pillars. It would be an unbearable pain if any of them were to lose!"

"If the only way to save the young master is to change his marrow, there is a very suitable candidate!"

At this time, someone spoke.

"Lin Yuantu's son, Lin Tian!"

As soon as this statement came out.

Everyone present was brightened.

They all agreed:

"Yes, Lin Tian is also a direct bloodline of the Lin family, and meets the requirements for closeness."

"Moreover, he was born with closed meridians and was originally a waste that could not be cultivated. It is his honor to have the opportunity to serve the Lin family."

"The most important thing is that his father Lin Yuantu went deep into the wilderness ten years ago. Now there is no news. He is probably dead. No one will care about the life and death of a waste. It is just a good use of waste..."

Everyone, you say something, I say something.

It seems that Lin Tian's fate has been decided.

The head of the family, Lin Feilong, frowned slightly when he heard this. Although Lin Yuantu had made great contributions to the family back then, it was already in the past. The Lin family had raised Lin Tian for ten years, and it was time for him to repay his favor.

Think of this.

Lin Feilong said: "Send someone to bring Lin Tian."

…

At this time, outside Fengyang City.

In a dilapidated courtyard.

A young man is practicing his sword under the rising sun.

He was about eighteen or nineteen years old, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, tall and tall. He was wearing a simple green shirt and holding a long sword. His whole person seemed to be integrated with the sharp sword in his hand.

The body moves with the sword.

Point, prick, tease, pick...

The sword light flashed.

Although they are only the simplest basic swordsmanship, in the hands of the young man, it feels a bit smooth.

Completely natural, perfect and perfect.

There is no trace of craftsmanship at all.

It is obvious that he has practiced basic swordsmanship to an extremely high level.

This young man is none other than Lin Tian.

Ben is the son of Lin Yuantu, the previous head of the Lin family. He has been smart since he was a child and has considerable talent in swordsmanship.

But he was born with closed meridians, unable to draw spiritual energy into his body, and truly embarked on martial arts practice.

Ten years ago, Lin Yuantu went to the desert in person to find medicine for his son, but there was no news from him.

After Lin Feilong became the head of the family, he did not miss his old friendship at all. He drove Lin Tian and his sister Lin Yu out of the Lin family compound, cut off their monthly supply, and left them to fend for themselves.

In the past ten years, Lin Tian had lived a very hard life.

From the age of nine, he had to be self-reliant and take care of his younger sister who suffered from cold illness since childhood.

He farmed and hunted every day, and also worked in shops in the city in exchange for a meager remuneration to buy medicine for his sister.

But even it is so hard.

Lin Tian also spends two hours every day practicing swordsmanship.

His meridians are closed and he cannot draw spiritual energy into his body. He can only make himself stronger through sword practice.

Even in desperate situations, he never gave up.

"It's just a little bit short. As long as I can cultivate the basic swordsmanship to the peak and perfection, maybe I can hatch the sword seed in my body!"

Lin Tian stopped.

I only felt a faint tingling sensation in my lower abdomen.

It seemed like a sharp sword was about to break out of the shell.

No one knows that Lin Tian's Dantian Qi Sea breeds a mysterious sword seed.

This kind of sword seems to be innate.

It is also because of its existence that Lin Tian's whole body's meridians are sealed, as if to protect the sword seed, so that he cannot draw the spiritual energy into his body. He can only continue to cultivate and hatch it with his own essence and blood through sword practice.

To this day.

A whole nineteen years.

Lin Tian could gradually feel the sword seed throbbing.

It's like a heartbeat.

This is his only hope to become stronger.

"I can feel that the sword species is recovering, and it should be unsealed in these two days. After nineteen years of waiting and hard work, I hope you won't let me down!"

Lin Tian prayed secretly in his heart.

"Brother, you have been practicing for an hour. Let's take a rest and drink some water."

At this time.

A beautiful girl came out.

She was wearing a simple floral skirt and her hair was tied back. Due to years of illness, she was slightly thin and pale, but her facial features were very delicate and she was a beautiful woman.

This woman is none other than my younger sister Lin Yu.

"It's okay, I'm not tired yet. Once you master the swordsmanship and have the skills, I can make more money and help you cure your disease as soon as possible."

Lin Tian took the bowl and smiled fondly.

When Lin Yu heard this, his eyes darkened, and he said with some distress: "Brother, I have been the one who has dragged you down these years..."

"What nonsense are you talking about! Although you and I are not related by blood, we have been dependent on each other since childhood and have been part of each other's lives for a long time. Why should we be a drag?"

"I just don't want to see you working so hard and I can't help you with anything..."

"Stop thinking nonsense. You are weak, so don't let the wind blow. Go back and have a good rest. This will be the greatest help to me. When I master the swordsmanship, I will definitely be able to cure your illness."

"Um."

Coax Lin Yu back to the room.

Lin Tian gathered his thoughts, held the sword again, and was about to practice some more.

But at this time.

Bang--

The courtyard door was violently knocked open.

The manager of the Lin family, with a few thugs, swaggered in.

"A member of the Lin family?"

Lin Tian frowned slightly when he saw this.

After their father disappeared, the Lin family kicked the brothers and sisters out of the compound and ignored them ever since.

It has been ten years now.

Unexpectedly, the Lin family came to visit today.

Could it be that there is news about his father?

Thinking of this, Lin Tian did not blame the other party for being rude when he broke in. He said, "It turns out to be Manager Li. Do you have anything to do with me?"

The manager of the Lin family is a relative of the Lin family, named Li Yang.
To be continued...