Wang Lin stared at this scene blankly and took a step forward. At this step, his whole person disappeared silently, but when he appeared, he was inside the city wall.
At this moment, the setting sun fell, and the night enveloped the earth. Wang Lin looked at everything in front of him, especially the grave built by the descendants. He knelt on the ground, and he did not know when, leaving two lines of tears...
"Father, mother, Tie Zhu, are back."
Tears lingered from Wang Lin's face, and the longing and sorrow in his eyes enveloped the whole body. This kneeling was like eternity. Time passed slowly.
Tashan and Big Tou Boy also came here. Tashan still looked cold, but Big Tou Boy looked at everything in front of him, but his eyes were complicated.
He originally didn't know where this was, but seeing Wang Lin's actions at the moment, he knew that this was Xu Mu's ancestral home. In his life, the big head boy didn't experience any family affection. At this moment, in silence, he couldn't help but think of his childhood.
Wang Lin looked at the spiritual sign on the head of the grave for a long time, slowly getting up, looking at the familiar houses, as if he had returned to the most precious memory deep in his heart a thousand years ago.
Pushing open the door of the yard, there was a creaking sound. Under the moonlight, everything in the yard was unchanged. The dining table was still there, but people were gone.
Vaguely. Wang Lin seemed to hear a voice from a thousand years ago.
"Tie Zhu, how is your reading?"
"Tie Zhu, you have to study hard. Next year will be the county exam. Whether you have any success in the future, but it all depends on this time. Don't be like Dad. You will stay in the village for the rest of your life."
"Okay, you talk every day, ask me to say that our family Tie Zhu will definitely be admitted."
"Tie Zhu, your fourth uncle is a good man. Thanks to his help in the past few years, the wood carvings made by your father can only sell for a price. If you are promising in the future, don't forget to repay your fourth uncle."
A sorrowful breath came out of Wang Lin's body, and he walked into the courtyard step by step. Walk into this home that has been away for hundreds of years.
Opening the door of the room, Wang Lin at this moment, even though he is still a young man on the surface, is covered by the vicissitudes of life, like an old man, constantly stroking everything with his hand in the home he has not returned for a long time.
Wang Lin touched the wall, scenes of childhood, constantly reappearing in his mind, the sadness in his heart became thicker, and the yearning for his parents filled his whole body.
Let Tashan and the big boy wait outside. Wang Lin sits alone in the ancestral house, feeling the breath of home, forgetting everything in the realm of comprehension, and some are just the joy of childhood and the memory of the joy that he inherited under the knees of his parents.
There was silence all around. In this silence, Wang Lin's body and mind had undergone a cleansing. The past of his childhood gradually emerged in his alone silence.
He sat there quietly, sometimes with a happy smile on his face, sometimes with melancholy sadness, scenes of childhood, and now, he can only remember by himself, lonely memories.
His happiness is loneliness, his smile is clearly silent sorrow and sorrow... Tears flow down the corner of his eyes, falling on the ground, leaving traces of memory...
The moonlight gradually passed, and the first sun rose from the horizon, slowly dispelling the night, the sun fell on the earth, like a star, and continued to extend, filling the city of the ancestors.
With the bright light outside the window, Wang Lin woke up from his memories, he took a deep look around, stood up, and walked out.
Tashan stood still all this night, motionless. As for the big head boy, his eyes are more complicated, this night. He was also reminiscing in his heart that the humiliated childhood made him feel a little bit of relief in the pain of his heart, for some reason.
What he thinks about most is that his mother who dislikes his own mother, his mother's bored eyes, is the source of his heartache in previous memories, but now, all of this has faded a lot.
The three of Wang Lin did not hide their figures. At dawn, they immediately attracted the attention of the patrolling soldiers. The exclamations echoed, but outside this wall, a group of soldiers were on the verge of an enemy, grimly murderous. Immediately diffused and locked the three of them.
At the same time, more than a dozen cultivation bases ranged from the lowest to the highest foundation, and even the monks who transformed into gods. They came from all directions quickly, and the gods were locked in madly.
"A bold fanatic, who dared to trespass into the royal ancestral home without permission, you know, this is a serious crime for the Nine Clans!"
Outside the city wall, there was a loud shout of rage!
The sword light flickered in the sky, and the monks came one by one, and their expressions were even more angry. In Wang Lin's eyes, this anger was not a fake, but a real anger!
"If the three of you can enter the royal family's ancestral house without being noticed, you must be a monk. No matter what kind of school you are, don't your teachers and elders have warned you, here, except for the royal family members, everyone else is waiting. , Can't you step in half a step?"
The person who spoke was just one of the dozen or so cultivators who had achieved the transformation of gods.
Tashan's face was expressionless, and even without a glance around, the big-headed boy rolled his eyelids. Did not speak.
Looking at his parents' grave, Wang Lin retracted his gaze, looked up at the dozens of monks above the sky, and slowly said, "Who built this tomb?"
Wang Lin's voice was flat, but it fell in the ears of the monks around him, but it seemed that there was a majesty of heaven and earth that instantly permeated, and people couldn't help but feel a feeling that they couldn't resist and had to obey.
This kind of feeling came suddenly, making the faces of the surrounding monks suddenly changed greatly, and the face of the god-transforming monk was even more pale. His cultivation level reached the god-transforming, and he had a mood, and his feelings were deeper. At this moment, there is a mood that must be affected. The other party swallowed a word of horror.
It seemed that there was a force that made him have to answer. If he didn't answer, he would collapse immediately. Almost subconsciously, he stepped back several feet and trembled: "This place... This place is built by the mortal royal family and is the former residence of the ancestors of the royal family. It is also the childhood place of my ancestor of Vermilion Star!"
He said this, looking at Wang Lin's gaze, suddenly startled, and vaguely felt that the person in front of him seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember when he saw him.
"Royal Family..."
Wang Lin was silent, glanced at his parents' graves, turned around and lifted off, taking Tashan and the big boy, about to leave.
But at this moment, suddenly there was the sound of rolling thunder in the distant sky, but there was a large cloud of crazy impact, and at the same time, an angry cry came out from the cloud.
"I'm so courageous, I dared to trespass into the royal family's ancestral home! My Profound Dao Sect of Zhao State has guarded this place for generations. If you wait for your actions, it would be too much to disregard my Profound Dao Sect!"
In the roar, a person walked out of the clouds. This person had white hair and clear eyes. When he walked, a powerful breath of the early stage of infant transformation immediately filled the surroundings.
When the surrounding monks saw the old man, they immediately respected one by one. Obviously, this old man is very prestigious here.
"Xuan Daozong..."
Wang Lin looked at the old man with a soft look, nodded slightly, and slowly said: "Your cultivation level has reached the infant change, this Zhao country's level, but has reached the fifth level of cultivation country?"
The old man came in anger, but at this moment he was startled, frowning and shouting: "I, Zhao Guo, reached the fifth level of cultivation country as early as three hundred years ago. All the cultivators of Vermilion Star know this. Who are you!"
Having said that, when he looked at Wang Lin at this time, he had a familiar feeling, as if he had seen him somewhere.
"Five-level cultivation country..."
Wang Lin glanced down at the earth, with relief in his eyes. He remembered that Zhao Kingdom was only a three-pole cultivation country, but he did not expect that these hundreds of years would have reached level five.
Withdrawing his gaze, Wang Lin took a closer look at the old man. In this look, he saw some clues. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. On the old man, he vaguely noticed a very weak breath. This breath belongs to Wang Lin. !
He remembered that he had left ten spirit seeds when he was in the state of Zhao Guohua. This old man was obviously one of the ten people back then.
"These years, are you Xuan Dao Sect guarding this place? The monks here are all Xuan Dao Sect disciples?"
Wang Lin asked with a smile.
The old man frowned and took a close look at Wang Lin's trio. For some reason, his anger just now was forcibly suppressed, like the person in front of him, making him feel very kind. After hesitating, he said, "It's not just me. The Xuan Dao Sect, the entire Vermilion Star, every once in a while, there will be other disciples of other schools to guard here alternately. The guardians who can come here are all in their respective schools, with great contributions or excellent talents ready to focus on training. People. Guarding the royal family’s ancestral home is a great honor for all the monks in my Vermilion Star!"
The old man didn't know why, in front of Wang Lin, he said in great detail, even he himself didn't know the reason for all of this.
Hearing what the old man said, Wang Lin's eyes swept over the other monks. Each of these people's talents were excellent. With Wang Lin's experience, one glance at this moment revealed that what the old man said was true.
After a short silence, Wang Lin sighed, with a touch of emotion, slowly said, "Thank you!"
As he said, he flicked his big sleeve, and there was a burst of vitality that permeated, turned into a little bit of crystal light, and instantly fell into the body of every monk around, even the soldiers holding weapons on the ground had crystal light into the body. .
All the monks shook their bodies, and immediately felt a flow of heat emerging from their bodies, and their expressions suddenly became strange.
"you… "
The baby who grew old was even more surprised, looking at Wang Lin, he felt more and more familiar.
"You are very nice, it's not worthless that I gave you a spirit seed back then!"
As Wang Lin said, he turned and walked away. Tashan and the big boy followed behind, and the three of them slowly disappeared into the horizon.
"Spirit... Spirit..."
The old man trembled violently, but he immediately thought of the other party's identity, his face showed excitement that had never been seen in hundreds of years, and he lost his voice: "Wang Family Patriarch!"
As soon as he said this, the other cultivators around were shocked, and they all showed excitement, looking at the direction where Wang Lin disappeared in disbelief.
"He... Is he the ancestor of the Wang family?"
"Guardian of Vermilion Star, the first person in countless years, Wang Family Patriarch, Wang Lin!"