Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 3: The Strong One's Standard, Tiger Prone

"Go with the flow to avoid disasters, go against the flow to achieve the ultimate power!"

At the highest point of a misty fairy mountain, behind the red-painted bracket-arched mountain gate, on the huge square, the sound of reciting scriptures like immortals could be heard.

The mist here is curling, the green cypress and pine trees, the white marble bricks, and the glazed orange tiles make this mountain gate look like a real immortal temple. Anyone who sees it will be tempted to bow down and worship.

Above the mountain gate hangs an ancient plaque with two large characters in official script inscribed on it: "Trinity".

This place is the Sanyi Sect, which is now known as the "No. 1 Xuanmen in the World". Sanyi Sect was first founded by Master Lin Zhaoen during the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty and has been passed down to the present day for a full 360 years.

The ups and downs during these three hundred years were not worth mentioning. It was not until nearly sixty years ago that a genius disciple, Zuo Ruotong, entered the sect, which opened up the glorious era of the Sanyi Sect. The fundamental practice of the Sanyi Sect, "Three Stages of Reverse Rebirth", also became a mysterious skill respected by all.

Directly below the "Trinity" plaque, on the winding stone steps of the mountain road that seemed to have no bottom, a young man was walking slowly.

This young man was very handsome, with an upright figure and a beautiful face. Although he was only wearing a simple plain Taoist robe and black cloth shoes with thousand-layer soles, he seemed to have a more ethereal Taoist charm than the seven-colored immortal enshrined in the shrine.

The young man was He Songling. It had been seventeen or eighteen years since he traveled here. He had also grown from a two or three-year-old child to a handsome young man.

He was carrying a huge package on his back that was as big as two people. Judging from the shape of its fall, it was obviously very heavy. However, judging by the boy's movements and expression, it seemed as light as a feather on his back.

"I'm finally back." The young man looked up and saw the towering vermilion Three Heavens Gate. A smile broke out on his handsome face.

He moved and disappeared from the spot in a flash, then appeared in front of the red door. He stepped on the ground and kicked open the mountain gate that looked like a paradise without any reverence.

A loud noise interrupted the chanting. On the square paved with white marble tiles, hundreds of people turned their heads to look at the door, with angry looks on their faces. Many people had already stood up, as if they wanted to teach this guy who dared to trespass through the mountain gate a lesson.

But after seeing the faces of the people coming, the anger on their faces disappeared like magic. Not only did the anger disappear, but they even put on happy smiles on their faces.

Many disciples who had stood up and were ready to fight rushed over and laughed loudly: "Junior brother, junior brother is back!"

"Hey, what are you doing? The Immortal Master of the Sanyi Sect doesn't want to cultivate Xuan, so why not start Longyang Zhi?"

He Songling laughed and dodged at the same time. He didn't see how he moved, but like a swimming fish, he managed to get out from under the pounce of more than a dozen people and came to the center of the square.

The two disciples who were obviously the leaders stood at the front of the square, in front of the steps of the palace gate, looking at the young man in front of them. Standing on the left was the first senior brother of the sect that He Songling had met, Shuiyun.

He reached out his hand and patted his shoulder, saying, "Jiuxu Junior Brother, you are messing around again. It's only because our master is not in the sect, otherwise you would not be able to escape a good beating today."

"Hey, Brother Yun, you don't know that after I came down the mountain this time, my cultivation has made great progress. Lao Zuo is definitely no match for me. I think he knows what's going on, so he ran away early."

He Songling said these words nonchalantly, which were disrespectful to his teacher and ancestors, without any fear that Zuo Rutong would suddenly appear and beat him up.

"Junior brother, when will you be able to behave properly?" Shui Yun sighed, "Master even gave you the name 'Jiuxu', which shows how much Master expects of you. You..."

"So, the greatest way for me to repay my master is to surpass him in the practice of the third level of Reincarnation. When I reach the third level, Lao Zuo will have to worship me as his master."

He Songling said, rubbing his nose proudly.

"Oh? My senior brother has chosen you as his master, so should I call you Master too?" Before He Songling finished speaking, a deep voice came from the door behind the stairs.

"Ah this..."

He Songling's face suddenly froze, and he turned his neck like a rusty gear, looking awkwardly at a short middle-aged man who walked out of the door.

The middle-aged man's hair and beard were standing on end, and he was obviously impatient. He shouted angrily to the young man next to him: "Cheng Zhen, go and ask for the family law! Today, I must beat this traitor to death, so that he won't ruin our Trinity's reputation in the underworld!"

"Gulp!"

With a crisp sound, the junior brother standing next to Shuiyun disappeared in an instant. When he looked again, he had slid down and knelt in front of the middle-aged man.

"Hey, Uncle Si Chong, stop it!" He Songling had a flattering smile on his face, grabbing the corner of the middle-aged man's clothes and shaking him:

"I was just kidding. You are the pillar of white jade that supports the sky and the beam of purple gold that spans the sea. If Master is the face of our Sanyi Sect, you and Big Brother are the foundation and beams that support the entire face. I admire you two from the bottom of my heart! The face can be rebuilt, but if the foundation and beams are gone, the house will collapse." The middle-aged man was stunned by the sudden kneeling from more than ten meters away. He Songling took the opportunity to wink at Cheng Zhen next to him and said, "Big Brother, you are famous for your love for your junior brothers. You have to ask Uncle Shi for mercy on my behalf."

"You kid, you're still using the same old tricks after all these years." Cheng Zhen recalled the first time he met He Songling in the Lower House.

"What are you talking about? This is the most powerful profound skill in the world. It has a name, called 'Crouching Tiger Style'. I dare not say more, but for the past 100 years, this is definitely the standard for the strong."

He Songling said disapprovingly, "That kid named Li went astray because he didn't learn this skill from me. If he had learned from me earlier, he would have become a disciple of the laozu."

"That guy wants to worship Master, and there is one more person who is pissing him off. No matter how deep Master's profound skills are, he can't handle it." Cheng Zhen stopped the middle-aged man who was about to beat He Songling up and said, "Uncle Master, this kid is already like this, let's just let him go. Master is still waiting for him to go."

"Humph! If it weren't for my senior brother looking for you, I would have taught you today what the bearing of a Xuanmen person should be!"

The only two healthy seniors in the Trinity School said something angrily, turned around and walked into the hall. A piece of paper floated out from his back hand, fluttering and landing right next to He Songling's hand.

Cheng Zhen patted He Songling's shoulder with a smile, turned around and followed him into the house.

He Songling was still kneeling on the ground and shouting, "Thank you, Uncle Master and Senior Brother, for sparing my life. I kowtow to you, bang bang bang bang!"

"Junior brother, kowtow backwards!" Shuiyun came up from behind, slapped He Songling on the back of the head, and said with a smile: "So this kowtow is all about making onomatopoeia with your mouth, right?"

"It's just a token of my appreciation. See? It's settled! What about the uncle master? What about the eldest senior brother? If we kneel down, they won't dare to say a word!"

He Songling was imparting his experience with a proud look on his face when suddenly a white ball of Qi flew out of the hall and hit him on the forehead with a "bang", causing him to scream in pain.

"Get out!" An angry roar came from the hall.

"Get out, get out, get out now." He Songling stood up, patted the dirt off his pants, and strolled to his big package holding the piece of paper. He unfolded it with a "whoosh", and inside were all kinds of modern handicrafts and food.

Wind-up frogs, mechanical watches with tourbillons, foreign wine, and candies. Even though the disciples of the Trinity Sect practiced mystical cultivation all year round, their eyes lit up when they saw them.

"Come on, come on, everyone. These are all rare foreign things. I went down the mountain to buy them from a foreign company. Each of you can pick two. You're welcome!"

He Songling used his actions to explain why he, a traitor, was still so popular in the sect. The reason was simple, he really cared about everyone.

"Oh!"

Everyone in the Sanyi Sect cheered in unison and gathered around him, shouting, "Long live Junior Brother Jiuxu!"

He Songling smiled and held the paper in his hand. He squatted under the bridge and unfolded it to read it. There were only four words written on the paper: "Go to Lu's house as soon as possible."

"He is an old scholar in the Qing Dynasty who has stopped learning calligraphy and is now learning to send telegrams. What is Master doing in the Lu family compound? Did he expel Lu Jin from school and send him back to his hometown?" He Songling folded the telegram, put it in his arms, and turned around to ask Shuiyun.

He was familiar with this matter. Over the years, Zuo Ruotong had threatened to expel him from the sect many times, but He Songling was very popular in the sect. Not to mention expulsion, even if he scolded him, a group of people would kneel on the ground and beg for mercy.

There is no way, who doesn't like a classmate who helps his fellow students cheat, takes the blame when things go wrong, copies homework, and even comes down the mountain to bring benefits? He Songling was a monitor who was a virtual class teacher on the mountain.

"Can't you just hope for your junior brother to do well?" Shui Yun said with a helpless smile, "The old man of the Lu family is celebrating his birthday, and he is taking this opportunity to pass the position of the head of the Lu family to Junior Brother Lu's father, Lu Xuan. Master is going to celebrate his birthday."

"Old Master Lu is celebrating his birthday?" He Songling was stunned for a moment and muttered to himself, "Is it already this time? Time is running out..."

Although He Songling had been doing well at Trinity College in recent years, there was one thing that always hung like a sword over his head, making him uneasy.

Wu Gensheng defeated Ni Sheng, Zuo Ruotong died a martyr, and all the members of Sanyi Sect were killed or injured. The beheaded Si Chong, Cheng Zhen crawling on the ground, and the Sanyi Sect was almost completely destroyed. The shock of the tragic scene was so great that He Songling did not dare to watch that episode for several weeks.

When He Songling was reading comics in his previous life, he wanted to stop this tragedy. Moreover, in this life, it was Zuo Rutong who saved his life. He grew up in Sanyi Gate, and Sanyi Gate was his home. It was okay for Zuo Rutong to be angry with me at ordinary times, but he would never allow him to appear. There was a rumor in later generations that Zuo Rutong was "angered to death" by Wu Gensheng.

"What are you mumbling about?" Shuiyun slapped He Songling on the shoulder, "Master came down the mountain five days ago. Old Master Lu's birthday is in these few days. Don't miss the day."

"Okay." He Songling smiled. "Whether to save Lao Zuo is another matter. I'll save Zhang Huaiyi first."

A new book is on the way. Yesterday I forgot to review it, so I didn't publish much. From now on, there will be two chapters every day, one at noon and one at 5 pm. You can try it to see if it's good. If you think it's a little interesting, please add it to your collection and read it again. I kowtow to all the readers! Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang
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