The white cat was knocked to the ground by Lin Jiufeng, shaking his head and scattering dust.
It meowed angrily.
The claws are all opened, and they are sharper than the magic weapon.
However, it recalled Lin Jiufeng's elusive moves just now, and took back its paws in frustration, then silently climbed up to the courtyard wall and looked at Lin Jiufeng and Lin Tianyuan.
Lin Tianyuan looked at this scene and asked curiously: "Uncle, did you raise this?"
Lin Jiufeng shook his head and said: "The wild cat came from nowhere and has a bad temper. If I didn't think it was pitiful, I would have driven it away long ago. Don't worry about it, just let it be there."
The white cat was so angry that it almost scratched the wall with its claws.
Lin Jiufeng didn't look at it and asked Lin Tianyuan: "You have become the emperor and have so many things to do. Why do you have time to come to my place?"
It can be said that Lin Tianyuan grew up watching Lin Jiufeng.
He inherited Emperor Yuan's legacy, learned all of Emperor Yuan's style, and devoted himself to state affairs.
Lin Jiufeng was very satisfied with him.
This proves that his younger brother did not make a mistake. In the battle for power among the princes, he decisively chose Lin Tianyuan.
"Uncle, I'm here to bring you something." Lin Tianyuan, who was much more mature, said with a smile.
During his five-year career as emperor, he has grown up really quickly, and now he has a strong aura.
But in front of Lin Jiufeng, he was still very well-behaved and respected Lin Jiufeng very much.
"Send me something?" Lin Jiufeng asked curiously: "What is it?"
Lin Tianyuan respectfully took out a secret book from his arms, held it up with both hands, and handed it to Lin Jiufeng.
Lin Jiufeng took it and opened it to take a look.
ancient grimoire
"Is this the main culprit that caused your father's death?" Lin Jiufeng asked seriously.
Five years ago, if Emperor Yuan had not practiced this magical skill, Lin Jiufeng would have saved him.
"Yes, it's this evil technique." Lin Tianyuan nodded.
"It hasn't been destroyed yet?" Lin Jiufeng asked.
"Uncle, I can't bear to part with you." Lin Tianyuan sighed. He also wanted to destroy this magic skill back then.
But in the dead of night, he took the magic power, thought about it several times, and sealed it up.
Reluctant to destroy it.
"Have you practiced?" Lin Jiufeng looked at Lin Tianyuan with sharp eyes.
This magical skill has killed two generations of emperors.
Lin Jiufeng didn't want to see Lin Tianyuan die here.
Lin Tianyuan shook his head decisively: "Of course I don't practice."
But he still smiled bitterly and said: "Whenever it is late at night, I am always ready to make a move. Especially as the reform becomes more difficult and countless forces are working secretly, I become more and more unable to control myself."
Lin Tianyuan told the truth.
Facing this magical skill that can increase his strength, he can usually resist it.
But when he encounters setbacks, especially when faced with the obstruction of major forces, he longs for powerful power to clear the world.
"Five years ago, I could resolutely resist this magical skill, but this year, I have turned it out several times at night, and I just finally opened it and read it." Lin Tianyuan said with a bitter smile.
"Uncle, I still don't have enough perseverance." Lin Tianyuan said frustrated.
Lin Jiufeng looked at Lin Tianyuan: "So you gave me this magic skill just to completely stop this idea, right?"
Lin Tianyuan nodded and said seriously: "I know that uncle is a man of great perseverance and can stay in this abandoned cold palace for decades. This magic skill has no effect on uncle. Please ask uncle to deal with it."
Lin Jiufeng reached out and rubbed the magic power. It was written on parchment and soaked in special animal oil, so it was not easily damaged.
"Leave it here with me. Is there still such magic power in the palace?" Lin Jiufeng asked.
"No more." Lin Tianyuan shook his head.
"It is your father's wish to reform the Yuhua Divine Dynasty. You have worked very hard, and I know it is very hard, but there is not no one behind you!" Lin Jiufeng said to Lin Tianyuan seriously.
"Although I don't want to get involved in outside affairs, it is my duty to fulfill your father's last wish."
"If you encounter trouble that you can't handle in the future, just come to me directly and I will take action."
"You just need to work hard to reform, and remember to let the people of the world live a good life, so that the elderly can be taken care of and the young can be supported."
"As for the strong man who dares to stop you, first ask if the sword in my hand will answer!"
Lin Jiufeng gave Lin Tianyuan a guarantee very seriously.
He knew that Lin Tianyuan was under great pressure sitting in that position.
In particular, he inherited the legacy of Emperor Yuan and reformed the world.
So he made his promise.
Lin Tianyuan was moved and looked at Lin Jiufeng, bowed to the end, and choked with sobs: "Please help my nephew, uncle."
Lin Jiufeng knew this was the case.
Lin Tianyuan must have been in big trouble.
Otherwise, he would not have thought of practicing this magic skill.
"What happened?" Lin Jiufeng took Lin Tianyuan into the yard and asked him to sit down.
Apart from a stone table, the only thing in the yard were white bone swords all over the floor.
It has been five years since Lin Jiufeng used the long sword of bones stuck here.
"A super martial saint appeared on the northwest grassland. He is very powerful. He has unified the fragmented Xianbei. He has millions of armors. My spies have received news that in this winter, soon they will invade the border with a large army and hunt for millions of miles. ." Lin Tianyuan said in a deep voice.
Lin Jiufeng frowned.
The Xianbei people on the northwest grasslands are a very large ethnic group.
But it has always been divided. There are 800 tribes, large and small, and they all dislike each other. Therefore, in the past, there was not much threat to the borders of the Yuhua Dynasty.
Unexpectedly, a powerful man from heaven suddenly appeared and unified Xianbei.
There are also millions of miles of border plunder to be plundered.
This made Lin Jiufeng's eyes slightly cold.
"What is the name of the Martial Saint who unified Xianbei?" Lin Jiufeng asked.
"Tumen, he is a priest of the Xianbei Temple. It is said that he has been favored by the gods of the grassland. He has surpassed the Martial Saint in one fell swoop and defeated all the enemies in the grassland. He is very arrogant." Lin Tianyuan said.
"Uncle, it's winter now, the snow is freezing, the troop dispatch is very slow, and the border is millions of miles away. It's easy to defend and attack anywhere. If they succeed in plundering, tens of millions will be displaced, and those who will be killed at that time Countless people died of cold and starvation," Lin Tianyuan said sadly.
"So you want me to kill this Tumen Martial Saint, right?" Lin Jiufeng asked calmly.
"Uncle, please take action!" Lin Tianyuan stood up, saluted with both hands, and bowed.
"You go back, I will kill Tumen." Lin Jiufeng waved her hand and agreed.
This time, he took action for the tens of millions of people on the border.
Lin Tianyuan left. Since the uncle agreed, he believed that the Tumen Martial Saint would definitely die.
So he had to arrange the follow-up matters in advance.
As soon as Lin Tianyuan left, the white cat jumped down and wrote something in front of Lin Jiufeng.
It's crooked, better than running script, and has a very personal style.
"You want to go out?"
Lin Jiufeng nodded.
"research!"
Lin Jiufeng shook his head and said, "We'll check again when we come back."
"How much time is needed?"
Lin Jiufeng smiled, as if the spring breeze was blowing on his face, and said with confidence: "It takes three days to kill a martial saint!"
Two of those days were spent traveling back and forth.