The familiar mahogany table, the familiar Taishi chair, the familiar teapot, and the elegant fragrance of tea.

Zixuan Sanren was wearing a purple robe, still looking at Lin Shiming with a blank expression.

At this moment, Lin Shiming's eyes were filled with sadness, and he was wearing a simple white robe.

However, he did not appear to be holding a coffin or wearing a white felt hat.

Some things are better in moderation.

If Zixuan Sanren are paying attention, they will naturally pay attention to him. When he comes here, Zixuan Sanren all use their clones to receive him, which already represents a lot of things.

"Master!" Lin Shiming performed the apprenticeship ceremony, still respectful.

Zixuan Sanren also nodded.

"Shiming, my teacher is aware of your affairs, including those of Xianzhi!"

"You are here for the sect, and the sect will definitely not chill your heart. Even if you fail to bring back the psychic sword, this time, the sect will be rewarded!"

"However, there are still some details that teachers need to understand clearly!"

Zixuan Sanren spoke slowly and put his hand on the mahogany table, only to see a jade slip and two pill bottles appear on the table.

It is also the so-called sect reward.

Lin Shiming didn't look at the rewards. He knew that the problem was the most critical.

And the system prompt also sounded:

"You have been asked to ask the heart, please pay attention to the authenticity of your answers!"

Lin Shiming felt something in his heart, and as expected, Zixuan Sanren had secretly resorted to tricks.

Questioning Talisman is not uncommon, but the general Questioning Talisman requires casting a spell on the person being asked.

The person being casted must also know.

It’s just that he doesn’t know what kind of Heart-Questioning Talisman Zixuan Sanren used, and when was the Heart-Questioning Talisman applied to him?

Such a mind-asking talisman would be too magical, and if he didn't have a system prompt, if he lied at that time, it would be almost a dead end.

Moreover, the existence of the Heart-Questing Talisman also shows that Zixuan Sanren is no longer at ease with him.

"It's mainly about Ten Thousand Swords Tomb. After all, many of your senior brothers died there!" Zixuan Sanren said, with some sadness on his face.

And Lin Shiming's grief, according to Zixuan Sanren's words, is also fully visible on his face.

Then he spoke bitterly:

"Master, when I entered the Tomb of Ten Thousand Swords, I also encountered the Psychic Sword, but the sword suddenly stopped halfway..."

Lin Shiming was cautious and spoke slowly, as if he was still immersed in Lin Xianzhi's fall.

The sadness in his eyes perfectly concealed his pause in thinking.

Let him organize his language better and recall better.

Fortunately, Zixuan Sanren asked about general information, and Lin Shiming did not lie and told everything he saw and heard.

It’s just that he skipped knowing about the psychic sword and seeing the sword grass.

He also told us one by one about the dangers encountered while climbing the sword ladder.

Finally, she sheathed her sword and left Ten Thousand Swords Tomb.

After Lin Shiming finished speaking, Zixuan Sanren did not speak.

But his face became more and more ugly, and his eyes looking at Lin Xianzhi became a little serious.

At this moment, even Lin Xianzhi felt that he had been detected for lying.

But he can guarantee that everything he stated is true.

Zixuan San people are deceiving him!

"Disciple failed to get the psychic sword that flew into the air. Please forgive me, Master!"

"Disciple, I am willing to let my master punish me after I have gone beyond the first seven years of my filial piety to my ancestors!"

Lin Shiming saw that Zixuan Sanren was unable to speak and was so serious, so he immediately clasped his fists and lowered his head to admit his mistake.

"Forget it, I don't blame you for this. You can go back and fulfill your filial piety. There are two Foundation Establishment Pills here and a bottle of Sanyuan Qingling Pill, which are useful for monks in the late stage of Foundation Establishment!"

"The other technique is the second half of the Purple Wood Heart Sutra. After reading it, destroy it. It's a pity to be a teacher about Xianzhi. I only hope that you can surpass Xianzhi in the future and lead the family to prosper!"

Zixuan Sanren picked up the jade slips and two jade bottles.

Lin Shiming was also stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting that Zi Xuan Sanren was so easy to talk to.

But soon, he reacted and took the jade bottle and jade slips with both hands.

However, he only felt a weak amount of true energy beginning to pour into his body, and in an instant, it disappeared between Zixuan Sanren's fingers.

This true energy was so fast that he would not have discovered it in the past. If this was the Zi Xuan Sanren body at the peak of the Zi Mansion, Lin Shiming would not have been able to discover it either.

But at this moment, he didn't dare to let go of his heart for a moment.

I didn’t expect that Zixuan Sanren was still testing at this moment!

There was a hint of fear in Lin Shiming's lowered eyes, which quickly disappeared.

He can guarantee that Zixuan Sanren just checked his true essence, and even checked whether there was Yunjian Jue in his body.

I checked to see if he practiced the Purple Wood Heart Sutra, and even felt his sword intention.

Fortunately, after he returned to Qingxuan Sect, he did not immediately modify the exercises and correct the Purple Wood Heart Sutra, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

At the same time, Yun Jian Jue did not start practicing with sword spirit seeds.

After a while, Zixuan Sanren took back his hand.

He picked up the spiritual tea on the table and drank it alone.

Lin Shiming didn't know what Zixuan Sanren meant, so he immediately said:

"Master, disciple, please retire!"

As soon as he returned to the room, he held the coffin in the jade box in his hands, dressed in mourning robes, and walked towards the mountain gate to say goodbye.

After getting off the Immortal Climbing Staircase and exiting the mountain gate of Qingxuanzong, seeing the great rivers and mountains outside the mountain, Lin Shiming couldn't help but take a deep breath, then raised his head and felt the dazzling sunlight.

There is peace in my heart, as if I have been reborn.

But the expression on his face has not changed and cannot change.

He took out the third-level spirit boat, jumped onto the bow of the spirit boat, and sat alone on the bow.

Against the biting wind, behind him, the coffin in a jade box was placed, heading towards Fangmu Mountain of the Lin family.

Lin Shiming didn't really feel relieved until he left Qingzhou, where Qingxuanzong was located.

He didn't know if anyone was observing him with their spiritual consciousness behind him. After all, he couldn't sense the spiritual consciousness of the Zifu monks and the Jindan monks.

Unless he ripens all the three-yuan divine forging flowers in the cave and raises his spiritual consciousness from the late stage of foundation building to the foundation building perfection, at that time, he may be able to sense it a little.

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In Fangmu Mountain, a continuous spring rain takes care of the mountains.

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Small lines of rain rippled on the mountain protection formation of Fangmu Mountain.

But it did not create ripples, but disappeared invisible.

The peach trees on the mountain also looked a little thin because of the lack of sunlight for a long time.

A girl in a green skirt is playing the guzheng horizontally, her slender hands playing slowly.

I don’t know how long I played it, let alone who I played it to?

But the next moment, I saw that the strings were so strong that one of them broke.

And the girl stood up together.

When I stood up, the corners of my eyes were already wet with spring rain.

She's been waiting!

Also getting up at the same time was Lin Houyuan from the top of Fangmu Mountain.

Then the other monks began to leave the cave one after another.

At this moment, in front of the formation, there was only one spiritual boat stopping quietly.

However, before everyone could celebrate, Lin Shiming spoke loudly:

"Unfilial descendants, send your seventh uncle home!"

A long roar resounded throughout Fangmu Mountain.

Many monks were stunned, but when they saw Lin Shiming holding a coffin in a jade box, they were immediately confused.

Lin Xianzhi's death is unacceptable to the Lin family, as if the sky is falling. You must know that Lin Xianzhi is the real protector of the Lin family, and he is the ancestor with the highest cultivation level and the highest seniority.
To be continued...