Lin Chongyang has basically never used the Shengtian Ming Ling since he bought it. His words are much easier to use than the token, so it has been gathering dust in the more than 1,500 years since he succeeded.
After learning about Xia Chenglin's growth from his wife, Chief Lin thought about it for a moment and made a decision to hand it over to his disciple in advance.
As he said, this is also a test for disciples.
Normally, all major events must be decided by Lin Chongyang, but if Xia Chenglin chooses to accept Shengtian's order, he will be needed to think and make decisions on all major matters, and truly be responsible for the rise and fall of the lineage.
In this way, there is only one succession ceremony left before Xia Chenglin officially succeeds, so there is no rush.
This move is undoubtedly an affirmation for the parties involved, even if Xia Chenglin has grown up and is able to stand alone, and will even formally start a family in the near future.
In front of his elders, he is still a child, just like Lin Chongyang back then, hoping that his elders can recognize and support him.
At least, that was his mentality before today.
"Thank you, Master."
After calming down the turbulent emotions in his heart, Xia Chenglin raised his hand and accepted the Shengtian Mingming Order. This token, which seemed to be only the size of a palm, was very heavy, but he believed that he could bear it and would not let everyone down.
"No, just don't cause any trouble for me." As he said that, Lin Chongyang transformed into another book and threw it away: "Go back and give this to Luo Han and let her watch the practice. If you encounter someone, If you don’t understand something, just send a flying letter to senior sister.”
Naturally, he had to ask his senior sister for medical skills. He couldn't teach her, and it was definitely not because he thought it was troublesome.
Xia Chenglin put away the Shengtian Ming Ling, took the book, and then flipped through a few pages to understand what the master meant. The difficulty of the first and middle parts was average, while the second part was relatively advanced and obscure, requiring a little foundation.
Moreover, there is a large space for maneuvering.
He said: "On behalf of Luo Han, I would like to thank Master for your trouble."
The master's behavior of paving the way for them was not invisible to him based on his experience. Under this premise, the martial arts itself was secondary.
"Just do it if you see it. Do I need a thank you from you?" Lin Chongyang raised his eyebrows lightly.
Xia Chenglin nodded slightly: "Disciple understands."
"..." Lin Chongyang seemed to have remembered something and hesitated to speak. Finally, he simply said: "Forget it, you can figure it out yourself."
Now that everyone has chosen to hand over the Holy Sky Order to him, we can no longer treat him as a child like before. We should also give him more room to express his abilities and allow him to express himself freely.
The thought was quick and firm, and Lin Chongyang stopped helping his disciple make plans.
The predecessor worked hard for half his life, not only to make the path of future generations easier, but now, he personally handed over the results to the successors.
"Do whatever you want, but you have to remember that we are always behind you."
After saying that, Lin Chongyang turned around and walked out, leaving Xia Chenglin standing in the hall, hesitant to speak but not knowing what to say.
Although everything that happened here today was a bit sudden and unexpected, no matter what, from this moment on, his image in the eyes of the elders will begin to change to that of an adult.
"Xia Chenglin, you must shoulder the future of the lineage of Confucian saints and Mingde."
After a while, such words echoed in Cuixin Palace.
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The golden crow sets in the west, and the rays of the setting sun fall on people's faces, and the shadows make the expressions on their faces become increasingly blurry. The lanterns on the roadside also light up on time, making the dim environment bright again.
"The mountains are bright, the forest is bright, the dawn bells are ringing, and the sound of praising Confucianism cannot be concealed by the faintness. I live in a lonely place and the things are vast, and there is nothing to do in the dust."
The leisurely sound of poetry is a little more emotional and a little more relaxed.
Lin Chongyang walked slowly on the road, and not long after, he met the person who looked like he was waiting for him, the Yongye playwright.
As soon as they met, they heard: "Have you asked people to deal with the remaining members of the Yamata Evil God on Shiliu Island and Donghuang Xuanzhou?"
"You have received the news. It seems that his actions are not small." Lin Chongyang said calmly, and there was no surprise in his words.
After all, it had been expected, but he never followed up.
Yongye playwright frowned and said: "Shiliu Island, Beixie Island, Changshengshu, and even Japan, a person's figure has appeared, and the overseas situation has also been affected by his actions, causing turmoil again."
"As long as the goal is achieved, don't tell me you still care about this."
As for Xianzong Wuming's overseas actions, it can be seen from Lin Chongyang's failure to follow up that he didn't care from the beginning to the end.
Because he believes in the other party's ability to solve the problem.
"What on earth are you thinking about?" Seeing the other party's vague words, the Yongye playwright added a bit of questioning in his words.
The answer he got was somewhat beyond his expectation: "If someone takes over the matters related to the remnants of the Baqi tribe, you will have more time to stay with Yu Xiaoyao, and you don't need to worry about other things."
At the same time as he spoke, Lin Chongyang looked up and down at the person in front of him, with a bit of expectation and understanding in his eyes.
During the Battle of Blood River, in addition to going to the Valley of the Wind, Doomsday Seventeen also went overseas for a mission, exploring the waters outside Shiliu Island to see if there were any remnants of the evil spirits.
Then they peeled off the cocoon and traced it to Beixie Island. They discovered the descendants of the eight old tribes such as Lianliu and Qiliu. The two sides went through a bloody battle.
Later, he became successful in practice and followed the example of spreading diseases with seeds of hope in the elves' world. He then used another identity to become a savior and approached them. He also met An Qian's younger brother, Qian Qian, and deliberately made friends with him in order to pay attention to whether the Eight Tribes were resurrected. intelligence.
Of the seven phases of Earth and Pluto, only the deceiving phase Sesus II, the jealous phase Eternal Night Playwright and the murdering phase Pluto are left.
Beixieyu is closely related to the deception aspect. Once this matter is solved, the deception aspect will disappear, and the schizophrenia of Doomsday Seventeen will be further healed and reduced to two personalities.
"You..." The Forever Playwright gritted his teeth after hearing this.
"Brothers Anzi are now under your control. If you can't solve it yourself after studying it, you can come to me.
As for the identity of the person who acted, I think you should have checked the notes left by Jiutian Xuanzun during this period. Even if it does not explain all the past events, it still leaves some clues. "
This is inevitable. Jiutian Xuanzun must have a backup plan, but the role he can play now is limited.
As a dead person, he doesn't have to worry about the living. Jun Xuanyuan's residual value is at least one Yunhai Xianmen higher than this senior whose ashes are unknown.
Lin Chongyang walked to the Yongye playwright, stretched out his hand and touched several important points on his body, cleaning away the hidden wounds caused by the erosion of the power of blood and darkness, and at the same time replenishing the true energy that covered the body:
"In the current situation, you no longer need to use the power of blood and darkness to practice. This thing is poison before it is dealt with. Use it as little as possible."
(End of chapter)
