He was very scared inside.
It turns out that I have been living with an ancestor for a while!
It's a pity that he is still worried about his ancestor, fearing that the Holy Land will come to him and cause trouble.
"Ancestor, this..." The old man was trembling, not daring to raise his head to look at Lin Fan.
"Just call me Lin Fan. You can think of me as a hundred or so years old." Lin Fan laughed, seemingly very kind.
Millions of years of torture have brought not only vicissitudes of life but also loneliness. He can always integrate into other groups of monks and is probably the most approachable ancestor.
This made the old man of the Zhang family feel extremely comfortable.
"With me here, you don't have to be afraid of any holy land. Although we don't look for trouble, we are not afraid of trouble, you know?" Lin Fan said calmly: "I eat here, live here, such a small thing, I should made."
The old man from the Zhang family nodded, feeling extremely relieved.
Then, he told the eighth elder, "I will spare you one life. Your chances are running out. When you go back, ask him to come over and apologize to the old man. Do you understand?" Lin Fan said.
The eighth elder nodded and immediately flew away.
"Everyone, let's go, let's go, there's no need to watch." Lin Fan smiled and asked everyone to disperse.
However, no one had the intention to disperse and still watched quietly.
"We want to see if the Holy Land Ancestor will come." Someone whispered.
They were afraid that Lin Fan would be angry, but Lin Fan was not angry in the end. He just nodded casually and said, "If you want to watch, then watch."
He and the old man from the Zhang family entered the courtyard. The old man from the Zhang family always felt that Lin Fan was still the same Lin Fan as before. Even if his identity was exposed, he was still kind and very easy to get along with.
"Ancestor, drink tea."
He poured tea for Lin Fan. Lin Fan was a little embarrassed and said, "Just call me Lin Fan. Haven't you been calling me for several days?"
The old man has really been too freewheeling these days. Not only did he not respect Lin Fan, he even insulted Lin Fan every day, scolded Lin Fan, and told Lin Fan to get out! Don't seek death here.
Lin Fan felt that that state was quite good.
"You really want me to scream?" the old man asked.
Lin Fan nodded and said: "Relax a little, we are all humans, not gods."
This actually made the old man feel a little bit. He handed the tea and said: "Lin Fan, drink tea."
Lin Fan nodded and took a drink.
Yes, it tastes very good, much better than the previous days.
"You won't let me leave now?" Lin Fan asked with a smile.
The old man was a little ashamed and said, "I didn't know you were so capable a few days ago. I thought..."
"I understand." Lin Fan nodded casually, went out, stood in the yard, and looked into the distance.
In fact, there are many people like this old man, so what about cultivation? So what if you become a strong person? Cultivation is just to seek immortality and live a few more happy years, not to bully the weak.
If that were the case, there would be no point in cultivating immortality.
"Old man, you have lived for 556 years. What do you think of cultivating immortality?" he asked.
The old man said seriously: "In order to spend more time with the people close to me, I don't ask for the next life, just this life."
"Aren't you tired of that?"
"How can I get tired of it? Time has always been ordinary." The old man said: "After drinking it for so long, plain water still suits my appetite."
Lin Fan liked this sentence better.
"Then the beloved man of my family is gone, and I must be sad."
"I'm sad, but I don't dare to think about revenge. Fortunately, I have a girl to accompany me to my death."
Lin Fan rolled his eyes and said, "What do you mean by the end? I'm still very young!"
The old man fell down due to some injuries, but as long as he was there, it wasn't a big problem.
He raised his hand and gently grabbed the old man. The old man felt that the Dao marks in his body were being completed bit by bit!
Within a moment, the Nascent Soul began to condense in his body, and he returned to his original cultivation level!
His hands and eyes can reach the sky, but that’s all!
"Let's wait here until he comes." Lin Fan stood motionless with a look of indifference on his face.
In this way, the Eighth Elder returned to the Holy Land and found his ancestor.
The ancestor saw something wrong with his expression, frowned and said, "Is something wrong?"
Before the Eighth Elder opened his mouth, others were already running over with panic on their faces.
"Ancestor, it's not good!"
"What's wrong?" The ancestor felt that he was getting more and more uncomfortable.
I haven't run out to cause trouble these days. Why do I come here one after another and say the same thing, is that bad?
"The Ninth Elder is dead!"
The visitor hurriedly said: "The soul lamp was immediately extinguished!"
"What!"
The ancestor was shocked!
The Ninth Elder is not a small character, but one of the few great masters in their holy land!
Such a powerful master died?
"Who did it?"
"I don't know!" The disciple lowered his head and did not dare to speak.
The eighth elder on the side lowered his head and sighed.
"Do you know anything about the market?" the ancestor asked.
The Eighth Elder nodded and said, "He provoked people he shouldn't have provoked. He took me there to make trouble for others. I apologized to them because he wanted to kill people."
"Who?" The ancestor was a little surprised.
He can kill monks who are at the peak of the integration stage, at least in the tribulation stage.
Is there any strong person coming to their territory? "He provoked Ancestor Lin Fan!"
The ancestor didn't say a word and passed out directly.
It was three days later when I woke up.
All the disciples stood in front of him, densely packed.
His lips trembled and his eyes filled with tears.
"What's the specific situation? Tell me?" The ancestor looked a little tired and whispered.
The eighth elder nodded and explained the process again.
This made the ancestor feel a little regretful.
It's all my fault for leading the disciples of the Holy Land to be too high-spirited.
As a result, he was kicked onto the iron plate!
"We have been preparing for so long just to wait for him to come over. I didn't expect it. I really didn't expect it!"
Unexpectedly, Lin Fan was actually already here!
An ancestor, like a mortal, hid around his holy land and quietly observed himself.
This kind of thing is a bit ridiculous, and only Lin Fan can do it, because only Lin Fan has been a mortal for countless years.
"I'm going to apologize!"
He gritted his teeth and stood up, looking countless times older.
Everyone else frowned and said, "Is it really that terrible? Ancestor, do you still want to go over and apologize in person?"
"Need! You have made a mistake, I will kneel down to atone!"
"Ancestor, does he think too highly of himself?" someone said.
"Don't underestimate him!" The ancestor felt a little numb.
Underestimating Lin Fan will lead to a dead end!
That was a super strong man at the peak of the Mahayana stage, even a real dragon died in his hands!
He never thought that he would let his monks make such a mistake.
As long as he can ask for forgiveness, he can do anything!
