Leave the Divine Museum and return to reality.
Lin Ming stood in front of the study room in the Lin family's courtyard, looking up at the sky.
The moon and stars were sparse, and the night was already deep.
However, he did not sleep. Instead, he stood among the others and closed his eyes. The spiritual energy and profound energy in his body circulated rapidly.
Gently raising his hand, the newly condensed eight divine inscriptions appeared and disappeared one after another. The feeling of being able to communicate with the eight divine inscriptions left by fellow Taoist Master appeared again.
"In this way, the upcoming evil ghost clan vanguard army and the star field behind Xianyue Tower will not pose a threat for the time being."
Through the information conveyed by his mother Yuexianchi, he knew that fellow Dao Zun's realm was lofty and far beyond normal, and there might be no one in this world who could take one of his moves.
It's like holding a king bomb in your hand.
Lin Ming's mood became a little more relaxed, and a poem flashed in his mind.
Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown.
The longing for my loved ones suddenly lingered in my heart.
Emotions from the previous life and this life are surging in my heart.
He left quietly and appeared in Lin Yuanyu's mourning hall not long after.
After bowing three times, he left quietly.
Lin Tatian, who was sitting in the secret room cultivating, opened his eyes and said with a smile, "After all, you are still my son of the Lin family. I bow three times... Not bad, very good."
At the same time, Lin Ming walked out of the mourning hall, looking back on his relatives in this life.
Mother Yuexianchi, and eldest brother, three younger brothers and four younger sisters...
The eldest brother was born to another aunt. Because her aunt died in childbirth, the relationship with the family was not good. He traveled far and wide to study in Tianyuan Province very early, and Lin Ming had never seen him before.
The third brother Lin Zhixing and the younger sister Lin Kexian had a good relationship with him when they were young. They were friends who played in the mud and fished for ground dragons together.
The former went to the Juejian Sect to practice with his cousin Lin Haoyang, who was in the lineage of the great elder Lin Xiuyuan. He was not allowed to go down the mountain or even communicate with the mountain before he reached the realm of wonderful enlightenment.
The latter, the younger sister Lin Kexian, has become a close disciple of the Supreme Patriarch of Qianhua Valley. The treasure in the palm of the entire Qianhua Valley is also in seclusion, but the requirements are higher. He is not allowed to return to the Lin family until he reaches the realm of Taihe.
"In this way, the most important thing now is to find the whereabouts of my mother."
"The forces behind Xianyue Tower are tracking her, so if I investigate Xianyue Tower in reverse, I will probably get the news."
"Other than that, no residual information remains."
At this time, Lin Ming suddenly wanted to return to the mysterious place and learn the ultimate martial art "Seeking Good Luck and Avoiding Disaster" corresponding to the former secretariat.
He wanted to use the power of divination to find out his mother's whereabouts.
but!
In my previous life, I had read the Book of Changes and listened to a lecture by a respected old professor, and I deeply understood a sentence: "Those who are good at Yi Jing cannot predict."
This world is too vast, and the Cangxuan Realm is just a small dust in it.
Mother Yuexianchi is from the lineage of protectors of sinners, so the power she has to watch is unusual.
All kinds of ineffable things exist and need not be explained.
But what is known is the Ziyuan Star Territory.
A whole star field!
The implications are too vast. If you want to divine it, you don't know what kind of earth-shattering cultivation level you need to have.
Lin Ming gave a rare sigh and shook his head.
"It seems we can only trace in reverse, Xianyue Tower!"
The firm light shone in his eyes, reflecting the bright moon in the sky, giving him a unique elegance. The Jingxian Sword at Lin Ming's waist trembled slightly, as if in response to his mood at the moment.
At this moment, a handsome young man suddenly charged forward.
He was wearing black clothing, with a sword hanging upside down to the sky embroidered with gold thread on his chest.
What is particularly distinctive about him is that in this world full of ancient charm, it is rare to have neat short hair.
"Who are you? How dare you break into my Lin family."
Although the words are fast, they are far less fast than his sword.
The heavy sword in the young man's hand is as fast as lightning.
Lin Ming frowned slightly, feeling unhappy that this person had interrupted his thoughts.
He raised his arm and formed a sword with his fingers.
Sonorous…
There was a soft sound, and the heavy sword like a door panel was bounced away.
The young man flipped backwards 1,080 degrees and then landed firmly on the ground.
"Your skills are not bad, but don't you think you are too arrogant? You actually dare to take Lin Haoyang's heavy sword with one hand."
Lin Ming: ╮(╯▽╰)╭
Isn't this the cousin of the great elder?
We are a family, don't do anything... These words were still echoing in Lin Ming's mind before the monkey head made a sound.
Over there, Lin Haoyang raised his eyebrows, "Since I started practicing swordsmanship, no one of my generation has dared to talk to me like this."
Boom!
The ground caved in, leaving a spiderweb of cracked dents.
He turned into an afterimage and rushed towards Lin Ming again.
The speed was no less than five times faster, and even more surging power was immediately superimposed.
The thick sword on the door board enveloped the surrounding air and suddenly turned into a machete ten feet away.
It was about to fall down on Lin Ming's head.
Lin Haoyang thought that Lin Ming couldn't react, and a hint of unbearability flashed in his eyes, and he deflected the trajectory of the sword at the last moment.
At this time, Lin Ming raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said, "The momentum just now was quite good. Don't make the last sword move crookedly."
As he spoke, Lin Ming stretched out his right hand without hesitation, clasped his index and middle fingers together, and gently clamped the giant sword.
No sound, no vibration...that would be an understatement.
"I'm going to suffer," Lin Haoyang's right eyelid twitched wildly, "I'm afraid I didn't meet a senior expert this time..."
A flash of light flashed in his mind, and he suddenly remembered his ancestor Lin Tatian mentioned in his grandfather Lin Xiuyuan's letter.
Handsome in appearance, with a youthful face...
Right, right, right, the person in front of me is definitely the ancestor Lin Tatian!
It's really difficult for me to use my sword against my ancestor for no reason.
Lin Haoyang had a wry smile on his face, and while tightly holding the giant sword like a door panel, he bowed and apologized:
"Please forgive me, Ancestor Toutian, for I am blind and blind to Mount Tai, so I thought you were a thief who sneaked into my Lin family."
"I did something wrong and I am willing to accept the punishment."
He bowed deeply, more than ninety degrees.
Humility to the extreme, completely different from the rather arrogant feeling just now.
Lin Ming: ๑乛◡乛๑
"Ancestor Toutian? You may have recognized the wrong person."
After saying this, Lin Ming turned around and stepped forward.
"Impossible. If you were not the ancestor, how could you easily take my sword?"
Lin Haoyang's face became more bitter, as if he had just swallowed a fly.
"Old Ancestor, Old Ancestor, I really know that I was wrong. Please don't treat me like a junior like me."
Lin Ming shook his head and complained in his mind: "Idiots are contagious, so I'd better stay away."
So, he directly used the travel secret and disappeared into the courtyard.
Seeing this scene, Lin Haoyang became more sure of his judgment.
"What should I do? I have made Ancestor Toutian unhappy."
At this time, Lin Tatian quietly appeared behind Lin Haoyang, staring at the back of the junior's head carefully, and a smirk gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.
It's a bit interesting. Let me give him something fun... Lin Tatian said quietly:
"Brother, since you have made Ancestor angry, do you want me to come and give you some advice?"
