Boom boom boom—
In front of the Mausoleum of Ten Thousand Swords, people shouted hoarsely.
At that moment, no one looked at the cold-faced Lin Jie and the others, but fixed their gaze on their second master Lin!
In the eyes of everyone's attention, Lin Yao's eyes were red, and the old tears were running.
He took out a wooden sword, trembled, and walked onto the altar!
He put up his wooden sword, pressed it on his lips and the bridge of his nose, and pointed the tip of the sword towards the sky.
thump!
He knelt on the ground, tears raining down.
"Ancestor, my second child, Lin, still have a thousand years to live!"
He leaned against the wooden sword, slammed his head three times, then raised his head and looked at the Mausoleum of Ten Thousand Swords.
"In the past thousand years, I will burn all of Lin's blood to repay all the compatriots who have high hopes for the aging!"
boom!
His forehead hit the altar again.
The sincere and heavy impact knocked out the Mausoleum of Ten Thousand Swords!
Even if it is outside, it is clearly audible.
Under the altar, the East God Yue bit her arm, and she made no sound of crying, and was embarrassed in front of her grandchildren.
Perhaps only she understood what this moment meant to Lin Yao.
Not just returning to the clan ancestral hall, but also having the opportunity to take the helm of the Lin family.
It's even that number.
Seven and a half!
"Grandpa conquered seven-and-a-half percent of the people. Leave the remaining two and a half to me."
Li Tianming looked at the old man's thin shoulders and took a deep breath.
The overall situation is set!
Seven people including Lin Jie, Lin Ziqing, and Lin Yu, their complexions were blue and purple, and each one was distorted.
At this time, the old school of the clan and ancestral hall was suppressed by the number of people, and there were even older souls like Lin Yao, as well as the peak powerhouse like Lin Changkong!
The seven of them are totally incomparable!
They will have to step aside for any decision in the future.
This is equivalent to Lin Jie being kicked out of the core of power!
Don't look at his expression as the most calm, in fact, the most distorted person is him.
Once, Lin Yao was his guide and the master of the precepts hall of the previous generation, but he became a white-eyed wolf and opposed Lin Yao again and again.
why
Because he is familiar with Lin Yao.
He knew that Lin Yao was able to grow late because of one of the most important qualities in him.
That is, tenacity!
Lin Jie knew better that Lin Yao couldn't agree with his ideas.
Therefore, from the very beginning, he didn't want Lin Yao to come out again.
However, Li Tianming is too eye-catching.
This is how today, Lin Jie shook his head.
Seven and a half!
This number made Lin Jie cold all over.
Even his fifth sword vein has two adults who want Lin Yao to come back!
How did this happen
He didn't understand it himself.
"Lin Yu, Lin Ziqing, you are coming back really fast. You are at the entrance of the ancient gods, and you represent the clan ancestral hall privately, and give our disciple of the sword god to the dark clan's stupid things. Then in the clan ancestral hall, everyone, will Slowly figure it out with you!" Lin Changkong said.
"what?"
"These two actually did such a thing?"
"No wonder Lin Feng said that they wanted to be dogs! This is too doggie. Lin Feng finally survived the boundless duel. The boundless duel was initiated by the Shenxi family. Who is to blame for the death?"
"They took the initiative to give Lin Feng to the dark race? My God..."
Outside the Mausoleum of Ten Thousand Swords, there was a burst of noise.
"Xiu want to talk nonsense without evidence, frame my dad!"
Lin Xiaoyun, the master of the third vein, stood up and said to Lin Changkong.
Lin Wuyi next to her was also protecting Lin Ziqing.
Their father and son, mother and daughter are very similar, and they have the same virtue.
Lin Changkong was about to say it again. Lin Yao had already stood up at this time, so Lin Changkong closed his mouth and sent Lin Yao to the front.
In fact, he also respected Lin Yao.
Facing hundreds of thousands of star gods and hundreds of millions of Lin's cultivators, Lin Yao made the announcement for the first time after returning to the clan ancestral hall.
He said: "I have a decision. I want to ask the clan ancestral hall for instructions, and I want to inform everyone."
"Second Lord, please say." Lin Changkong said.
Lin Yao greeted him and let Li Tianming come to him.
He held the shoulders of Li Tianming and faced the public, saying: "After returning to the clan ancestral hall, my energy will be focused on contributing to the whole clan, and the management of the second sword vein is already a little weak."
"So, I asked the clan ancestral hall for instructions, and I want to pass on the position of the master of the second sword vein to my grandson Lin Feng!"
"As a disciple of the Sword God, as the No. 1 King of the Small World, although he is young and only a hundred years old, I believe that he can carry this burden!"
Wow!
There was another uproar.
Everyone looked at each other inside and outside the Mausoleum of Ten Thousand Swords.
"Lin Feng has a righteous temperament, and the second master will personally guide him, and the mother-in-law of Dongshen will take care of him, and he will surely be able to hold up the banner of Ermai!"
"He is the one who wants to revitalize our sword god Lin in the future, and he should also get more exercise and learn more responsibilities!"
"Therefore, I agree with Lin Feng as the second line master!"
Lin Xiong was the first to speak.
"The second master has been the master of the pulse for many years, and some juniors laughed at his age before. I think, don't let the second master continue to be'shameful'. It happens that now there are suitable descendants on top. I agree. ."
Another member of the clan ancestral hall said.
This is the current master of the first sword vein, the withered eldest son Lin Chongyao!
His implied sarcastic joke caused everyone to laugh.
As for who laughed at Lin Yao's age, most people heard it at the time.
That is naturally Lin Xiaoyun and Lin Wuyi!
"I agree!"
"I agree."
Finally, Lin Changkong nodded and expressed his approval.
"Lin Feng is an expectant child. His three daughter-in-laws are all immeasurable geniuses. No one can imagine their future."
"Why can't such a child become the leader of a line when he is about a hundred years old?"
With his words, there are eight people.
The opinions of others are not so important.
In fact, if it were not for Li Tianming's youth and inheritance of the sword veins, there would be no need to ask for instructions to the clan ancestral hall.
As even the clan ancestral halls mostly agree, then this matter can be convinced!
"Then... Starting today, my grandson Lin Feng is the master of the second sword vein and a disciple of the sword god."
Lin Yao announced.
Li Tianming smiled.
He said: "Dear elders, Lin Feng will definitely follow the teachings of his grandparents and do his best, be responsible, and do his best for the second sword vein."
Having said that, he glanced at Lin Wuyi and Lin Xiaoyun, and said, "I also hope that the pulse masters can guide me more and let me learn how to be a pulse master."
Everyone knows who he means.
"This is all right, our second sword vein master is the youngest among tens of thousands of generations in Lin's history! All records are broken!"
"Now, does anyone say that our pulse master is old? Come out and take two steps?"
Dong Shenyue snorted, yin and yang strange airway.
Lin Wuyi and Lin Xiaoyun lowered their heads, their faces even more bruised.
Their faces and their parents complemented each other perfectly.
"Ha ha!"
Everyone laughed.
Both Lin Xiaoyun knew that this was mocking them.
The faces of the two of them were almost torn.
As the master of the upper pulse, Li Tianming thus gained more power.
This is a position with real power!
Sword God disciple is not.
What's more, his wife Jiang Feiling can enter the realm of the realm with him!
Fortunately, Lin Xiaoxiao didn't need the Heavenly Soul, and Weisheng Moran was far from the Upper Realm King Heavenly Soul.
"The youngest pulse master in history?"
When this news spread, Wuliang Jianhai boiled again.
At least in the Second Jian Mai, although Li Tianming was young, he was also supported by everyone.
"Lin Feng, the world is unparalleled!"
Everyone shouted.
Lin, the world is home!
This scene made countless people excited and gave birth to more hope for their family.
Outside the Mausoleum of Ten Thousand Swords, there is a lot of fun.
The unhappy person slipped away on the spot.
At a corner of Wuliangjianhai, a man in Tsing Yi stood.
He grinned and looked at the direction of the Mausoleum of Ten Thousand Swords, his expression a bit like a smirk.
However, his eyes were like an abyss.
"Is that thing on him? Interesting, hey, hey, hey."
He laughed several times in a row, more like a fool.
At this moment, someone patted his head and shouted, "Lin Jianxing, you are still running outside because you are not healed from a serious injury? Too much life, waste!"