The core of Lin's power, the 'clan ancestral hall', was built on the edge of this battlefield.
In other words, the battlefield is the front yard of the ancestral hall.
Today, all the martyrs of the clan witnessed the battle. Before the decisive battle, there were more than a dozen people kneeling on futons in the ancestral hall, chanting words, praying to their ancestors, and reporting the matter of the replacement of the two direct lineages to their ancestors.
After the ceremony, a group of people looked solemn and lit incense one after another.
In the ancestral hall, incense was burning.
Among them, the only ones Li Tianming had seen were the one-armed and white-browed Lin Jie, and the obese and burly Six-Mein ‘Lin Xiong’.
Lin Jie's face was solemn, while Lin Xiong's face was gloomy. His dark eyes contained deep anger. Even when he was putting incense, he squeezed his hands very hard.
No one spoke in the entire ancestral hall. It seemed calm, but in fact the atmosphere had already reached the extreme point of explosion.
A lot of sneers and anger are hidden deep in my heart.
When they were about to explode, they glanced at the door.
At the door, an old man was sitting on a wooden chair, his head tilted, looking at the endless sea of ​​people in front of him, as if he had fallen asleep.
His skin looked the same color as a dead tree, as if it would blend into the loess at any time.
From his direction, he could see everything in the clan battlefield.
Lin Xiong walked out of it and stood beside him. He looked down and saw that the old man's eyes were a little unable to open, but the eyes under his eyelids were still trembling slightly, as if they were hazy with tears.
"Times... times have changed."
The old man said these four words in a hoarse voice.
"Yes, the children have forgotten their hatred and have their own ideas. Brother Tiger, lost to the times." Lin Xiong said.
"lose……"
"I hope he can be more decent today." Lin Xiong said.
Eighty percent of the second-line families agreed to carry out the clan seizure.
This is already disgraceful.
Behind them, Lin Jie and a few others looked at these two figures, with a sneer on their lips unknowingly.
…
Wow.
When Li Tianming's family of six came out of the Lin family's small ship, the tens of millions of Lin family members in front of them gave them a passage to the battlefield.
After they appeared, the battlefield, which had been bustling with excitement and discussion, suddenly fell into dead silence.
On both sides of the road, many men, women and children stood together, watching the family.
Most of these people are of the second lineage.
Because it was the second lineage clan that won the title, they were allowed to watch the battle live. Those from other lines, as long as they were not high-level figures, could basically watch more carefully at home through the projection of the battlefield.
Even the countless Lin family disciples and clans stationed in other Ten Thousand Swords Merchant Alliance on the Dark Star can watch the battle through the barrier!
Only Ermai's own family members could personally witness at the scene, which led the direct lineage of Ermai for tens of millions of years to its end.
Countless martyrs!
Including the Taixu Sword Demon ‘Lin Demon’, all of them have been masters of the second lineage and are all direct ancestors.
Now, it stops at Lin Xiao.
For Lin Xiao and everyone in Ermai, the feelings are undoubtedly complicated.
Even if they are only a thousand years old and middle-aged, they have witnessed Lin Yao's era of prosperity, so it is impossible for them to laugh or insult him in person.
However, this kind of silent 'look' without sympathy is also heartbreaking.
Fortunately, Lin Yao was mentally prepared.
He didn't want to join the war yesterday because he didn't want to face the 'eyes' of tens of millions of compatriots from the second lineage.
actually!
As long as they appear here, it means that Lin Yao did not abstain from voting today, which means that no matter whether he wins or loses today, there will be a battle!
From the looks in the eyes of the compatriots of the Second Line, it can be seen that many of the elders actually hope that Lin Xiao will not come today.
If you don't show up, and you won't show up in the future, it won't be a shame, and you've retained the last bit of dignity.
Now that it's here, it's hard to say.
It’s already late and no longer guaranteed.
But there are also more humiliating ones.
"well……"
Finally, someone couldn't help it anymore, looked at their family with complicated expressions, and sighed.
This disappointed sigh is actually the sharpest sword, and it can penetrate deeper into the heart than any taunt.
"grandfather."
Li Tianming held his arm, smiled at him, and said: "Don't panic, based on my years of pretentious experience, this situation is a god-level foreshadowing for a slap in the face. Every disappointed sigh,
It will all turn into a gasp in the end.”
"...!"
Hearing this, Lin Yao's face twitched, and finally he couldn't help laughing.
"Trash, is he as free and easy as your grandson?"
Dong Shenyue cursed and swaggered, and straightened her back while sighing countless times.
If she really cared about other people's opinions, she would have left Lin Yao long ago.
"It's not that grandpa is not free and easy, but he loves his family, his second lineage, and his relatives too deeply. If he doesn't love him, how can he be sad?"
Li Tianming said.
Today, Lin Yao let them down.
However, Ermai also disappointed Li Tianming.
Disappointment will only arouse his rebellious mentality.
Even though he could still smile, the fire in his heart was already burning like crazy.
In this way, their family of six passed through this "death-level" passage of disappointment and sighs, and arrived at the "Lin Ancestral Hall Battlefield"!
In fact, this is just an ordinary sea area in the Infinite Sword Sea.
Because it is in front of the ancestral hall and behind the Mausoleum of the God of Ten Thousand Swords, it is endowed with a sacred and profound meaning.
"Here he comes."
Not far away, Lin Wuyi and Lin Xiaoyun were the ones presiding over the clan's heir apparent today.
They are smiling.
"Thank you for your hard work, two old men." Lin Wuyi smiled softly.
Unfortunately, no one paid attention to her.
Li Tianming and his family of six stood in this battlefield, waiting for their opponents to arrive.
The audience waits with bated breath.
Lin Bao, his son Lin Huan, and Lin Xiaogui were all hiding among the thousands of spectators, watching them silently.
At this moment, Lin Yao, as the head of the family, stood in front.
The storm on the sea swept through the Infinite Sword, making his black sword robe rustle, and his thin body seemed to be blown down by the wind at any time.
With such a thin body and family, who wouldn’t sigh?
Perhaps, this is the twilight of heroes.
All cats and dogs can take a bite.
Any minor character can be disappointed and sigh at him.
To be continued...