Jiang Liuer?
The elder of the Jiang family stared blankly at the phantom of the saint approaching. At this moment, when he heard Lin Yi's name, his scalp almost exploded.
Thump!
Without thinking, they quickly knelt on the ground and shouted: "Unworthy descendants pay homage to their ancestors!"
Among the guests in the painting city, the expressions of countless guests changed.
"What?"
"The ancestor of the Jiang family? This is... the painting sage of the Jiang family!"
"Oh my God, a miracle, the saint has appeared!"
Countless guests also knelt on the ground devoutly, and each one of them was trembling with excitement.
I am extremely lucky to see a saint appear today.
Jiang Erhe lifted up the hem of his clothes and rolled towards Jiang Liu'er solemnly, tears streaming down his eyes.
He is the eldest son of the Jiang family and the eldest grandson of the sage Jiang Liu'er. The closeness of blood makes him feel like he is seeing his deceased father.
Jiang Qinghe knelt down.
Jiang Hao was already confused. He didn't understand. Lin Yi showed his "Six Horses Picture". How could he lure out the ancestors of the Jiang family?
wrong!
"Could it be related to the fact that I drew the eight horses of the ancestors?" Jiang Hao thought in his heart, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
"Jiang Hao pays homage to the ancestor!"
Jiang Hao sang loudly, for fear that others would not hear the same thing, so he directly held the calligraphy painting "Eight Horses" and knelt down on the path that the ancestors of the Jiang family must pass.
Lin Yi smiled and looked at Jiang Liu'er.
He was very happy because Jiang Liu'er did not forget him after he became a saint. He even set up formations at the place of enlightenment and knowledge, just like the sage Wuwei.
Jiang Liu'er walked forward step by step, glanced at Jiang Hao who was blocking him, and said: "No matter how you draw the Eight Horses Picture, it is still the Six Horses Picture that was born from Master Lin. Go on!"
Jiang Hao's body was moved away by an invisible force.
His face turned red instantly.
"Master Lin?"
"Who is Master Lin?"
"Master Lin... is the young saint enshrined by my Ma family. He is the teacher of the ancestors of the Jiang family!"
Someone among the guests suddenly spoke up and told an unknown secret, which instantly caused an uproar among the guests.
"But the Six Horses Picture is Prince Lin... Master Lin is the Prince?"
There was an uproar again in the crowd, and everyone looked dull, staring blankly at Prince Dayan Lin Yi, who was smiling and holding Mingfu's painting in his hand.
And at this time.
The sage of the Jiang family was already standing in front of Lin Yi. Time seemed to have stopped at this moment, and the surrounding silence was terrifying.
Jiang Erhe, who knew the truth, was already in tears.
He didn't know why he was so sad. It was probably the relief of finally being able to tell the secret in his heart.
No one in the tribe understood him before.
Think he is a licker.
I think he is very servile.
But only he knew that he was doing it for the future of the Jiang family and for the holy precepts set by the ancestors of the Jiang family.
"Master Lin, this disciple has been waiting for you for more than a thousand years..."
The first words spoken by the ancestor of the Jiang family were like a thunderbolt from the blue, exploding in everyone's minds.
Jiang Liuer bowed and saluted Lin Yizhi.
Lin Yi stepped forward and returned the salute: "Senior sages, you don't need to be polite. It's the juniors who should be the ones to give the most generous salutes."
Jiang Liu'er shook his head: "I entered the art of painting because of your painting of Six Horses. Every time I think of that painting, your figure and those words, Master Lin, always ring in my mind."
"If it weren't for Master Lin, there would be no Jiang Liu'er who would become a saint."
"Because of the Six Horses Picture, there is the Seven Saints Enlightenment Picture..."
Jiang Liuer told about the past thousands of years ago and the cause and effect of his becoming a saint.
Lin Yi was stunned.
He originally thought that the time point was wrong, but he didn't expect that the point he went to was just right.
Jiang Qinghe's eyes were blank. Only then did he understand why a ray of his father's spirit escaped in Taishan Academy in a hurry.
Because...Prince Lin is actually the teacher of the late sage.
No.
It should be that Prince Lin Yi was a saint in his previous life. It was he who became the first saint of the Jiang family and the painter of hundreds of schools of thought.
The four elders of the Jiang family looked at Lin Yi blankly. At this moment, they suddenly woke up. Isn't the bronze statue of their ancestor in the Holy Pavilion of the Painting City somewhat similar to the prince Lin Yi?
Only then did they remember that everything Jiang Erhe had done was for the Jiang family.
Because Jiang Erhe already knew the identity of Prince Lin Yi.
The elder of the Jiang family regretted it so much that he wished he could slap himself in the face.
at the same time.
The guests outside the Jiang family's studio, as well as the Jiang family elders and Jiang family children, all had scalp numbness.
The look in Lin Yi's eyes changed.
The Jiang family... got up because of Prince Lin Yi?
But if you put it this way, doesn't Lin Yi live for thousands of years? Even if he is reincarnated... his appearance cannot be the same.
Even if Lin Yi can talk to the ancestors with the help of the spiritual realm, it is impossible to change history.
Otherwise, wouldn’t those scholars who had conversations with the sages be able to change everything?
Jiang Liuer continued: "Since Master Lin's enlightenment, I have been waiting for hundreds of years, but after all, I have not been able to wait for Master Lin to come."
"Perhaps our fate is limited to this, but at that time I thought that it was you who made me and the Jiang family successful. Even if the Jiang family is among the hundreds of families, it is still your family, Master Lin. !”
"You told me something about the descendants of the Jiang family before, so I set up this formation. When Master Lin comes to the Jiang family again, let me personally hand over the Jiang family... to you!"
After the words fell, everyone in the Jiang family was dumbfounded.
Will the Jiang family of hundreds of schools of thought turn into the hundreds of schools of thought of the imperial court?
"It's not sweet to be strong, it's better to see how the Jiang family chooses today!" Lin Yi suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
Jiang Liuer became a saint, and the foundation he had built for hundreds of years was snatched away just because of his first few words... This is a bit unreasonable.
Jiang Liu'er looked at Jiang Erhe and the elders of the Jiang family and said, "Do you still remember the holy teachings of the Jiang family?"
Jiang family elders and Jiang Erhe said: "Remember!"
"Do my words still matter?"
"It works!"
"All schools of thought should rely on the imperial court. I believe Master Lin, this is more important than anything else!"
Jiang Liu'er's words are more effective than anything else. No one in the Jiang family dares to disobey him. Anyone who dares to disobey the ancestor's words is denying his own status among the hundreds of schools of thought.
The various schools of thought were founded by the ancestors.
They are just people who keep the foundation.
Lin Yi had something to ask, but it was not suitable to say it, so Yuanshen asked: "Senior, did you go to the Confucian Temple?"
Jiang Liu'er chuckled, and Yuanshen communicated: "Here, I heard the news about you from Sage Wuwei, saying that you went to the Confucian Temple. I thought I could see you again, but after I finished what I was doing, the Human Emperor... To tell you that you have come to the human world... is a perfect miss!"
"Fortunately, I left this formation behind so that I can temporarily come to the human world to meet you!"
Lin Yi nodded slightly, and then quietly sent a message from his soul: "Senior, I would like to take the liberty to ask, do the other sages of various schools of thought have anything to do with me?"
Jiang Liuer smiled, and then his figure gradually faded until he completely disappeared...
"The secret must not be leaked. Some roads are best left to Master Lin himself." Jiang Liu'er's voice rang in Lin Yi's heart.
Lin was also a little helpless.
Tell me what will happen?
