The God-killing Bow had killed a dragon, which was undoubtedly very useful information for Yan Yin.
At the beginning, the remnant soul of the dragon once told him that he wanted him to do two things for it. The first was to take good care of the newly born dragon, and the second was to help it find the person who shot it.
Now, from Lin Changqing's words, Yan Yin got very surprising information. The god-killing long bow in his hand was most likely used by the owner who shot the dragon.
Seeing Yan Yin's surprised look, Lin Changqing asked doubtfully, "What, is something wrong?"
"No, it's okay," Yan Yin asked hurriedly, "I wonder if my uncle ever knew who the owner of the God-killing bow was. Why, this bow was left unnoticed in the warehouse of the city lord's palace. The God-killing bow is not The power of an ordinary bow is astonishing."
"Haha," Lin Changqing said with a smile, "It's not that no one noticed, but even if someone wanted to use it, they couldn't use it easily. The arm strength required by the God-killing Bow is very strong. Ordinary warriors, let alone pulling it half open, just need to pull it out. It consumes a lot of energy. In the past, some people in our Lin family wanted to use this bow, but later, everyone who used it gave up. First, it was not so powerful, but this bow did not have good arrows. As for weapons, it’s a useless bow.”
Nodding, Yan Yin understood this very well. His current strength can only draw 50% of the God-killing Bow. If he wants to draw it all, he may have to wait until he breaks through to the Martial Saint.
You must know that his own strength is very terrifying, and the requirement of the God-killing Bow makes Re even more frightened.
Lin Changqing added, "Even I can only open half the distance now. After all, I practice whip skills, and I'm not that focused on strength." He looked at Yan Yin and said, "And you, listen carefully and speak You happen to be practicing boxing, and your own strength is very amazing. The God-killing Bow is the most suitable in your hand. As for the owner of this bow, I don’t know. It belongs to my Lin family. The former master was a close friend with the owner of this bow. Later, it seems that due to an incident, the owner of this bow was injured, and finally left this bow in our Lin family. Counting it, it has been hundreds of years. Our Lin family It is recorded in history that hundreds of years ago, a fight between dragons and ecstasy birds suddenly appeared in Fengyun Third City. At that time, the sky was dark and the dragon-blooded bird feathers were flying all over the sky, causing the entire Fengyun Third City to be in panic. At the last moment, our Lin family Ancestor, please ask that senior to drive away the two competing beasts."
Smiling slightly, Lin Changqing said, "That senior is a martial saint. With his tyrannical strength, he shot the dragon with one arrow. Later, the dragon flew eastward into the sea, and the ecstasy bird flew into the Fengyun Mountains. ,"
"Ah! So powerful," Lin Qing'er said in surprise, "Even the dragon is no match for him. Is it possible that the Martial Saint is so powerful? Dad, wouldn't you be able to fight against the dragon?"
Shaking his head, Lin Changqing said slowly, "That senior is really powerful, but your father and I can't fight against the dragon. It should be noted that these martial saints also have high and low levels. The difference between strong and weak is just like your father. He can be regarded as the lowest level of Martial Saint, and that senior aims to become a Martial God. The gap between us is like the gap between a Martial King and an ordinary person. This is incomparable. "
Yan Yin was also stunned. He didn't expect that the person who shot the dragon was so powerful. He couldn't help but asked aloud, "Uncle, since he is so powerful, why did you say he was injured? Logically speaking, with such great strength, I'm afraid the entire There are not many people in the world who can match him, right?"
Looking at Yan Yin, Lin Changqing sighed, "Oh... this is the tragedy of a warrior. I learned about my ancestor's evaluation of that senior in the Lin family's history, saying that he was one of the ten strongest people in the world, with a long sword." The bow is said to be capable of killing thousands of warrior saints. However, there are countless battles between warriors. Throughout the ages, countless heroes have died in wars. The last recorded news is that hundreds of years ago, that A senior ignored the advice of my ancestors and participated in something related to breaking through the Martial God. But in the end, it seemed that all the people who went there were buried there. Only a few people came back with serious injuries. Some of the people who came back also They each went into seclusion and concentrated on recuperating from their injuries. At that time, the senior brought injuries to the ancestral land of our Lin family. He said that he would die soon, so he gave the God-killing bow in his hand to his ancestors. This is also why, in these hundreds of years, there have been so few Martial Saints. Even a few decades ago, there was no Martial Saint in the entire Fengyun Empire."
Lin Qing'er and Yan Yin looked at each other, with expressions of surprise in their eyes. Apparently, Lin Changqing's words made them see the cruelty of this world. Even the Martial Saint would be killed. It was the senior who could shoot the dragon, but he died from his injuries in the end.
"Uncle, you just said something related to the God of War, what was it," Yan Yin asked.
After pondering for a while, Lin Changqing said slowly, "I don't know the specific content. After all, my ancestor is not that powerful and has not gone there. However, from the information I saw not long ago, it seems that the Martial Saint can break through to The secret of the Martial God. At that time, it seemed that nearly 90% of the Martial Saints and Spiritual Saints in the entire Fengyun Empire had gone there, right...wait a minute."
With his brows knitted tightly together, Lin Changqing paced back and forth, seeming to be thinking about something.
Seeing Lin Changqing like this, Yan Yin and Lin Qing'er looked at each other and said, "Uncle seems to be thinking about something."
Nodding, Lin Qing'er said, "My dad always does this when he thinks of something. I think he must have thought of something very important."
"Martial artist... cultivator, cultivator... martial artist" Lin Changqing murmured to himself, "Is there any big secret in this?"
With that said, Lin Changqing stopped, raised his head and said to Lin Qing'er, "Take good care of Yan Yin, and go to the Warriors Guild to check things for your father."
After saying that, Lin Changqing stepped forward and disappeared in front of the two people in an instant like lightning.
This is the strength of the Queen who broke through the Martial Saint, allowing a warrior who was originally unable to fly to have lightning speed.
"It seems that Qing'er's father must have thought of something important from this, otherwise, he wouldn't have gone to the Warriors Guild to check things out," Yan Yin secretly guessed.
"Yan Yin, my father..." Lin Qing'er said apologetically, "I hope you don't mind,"
Smiling slightly, Yan Yin said, "What's the point of minding this? My uncle must have thought of something important, so he did this."
The two chatted for a while and then went back to their rooms to rest.
On the second day, Yan Yin had just finished practicing when he heard someone knocking on the door.
"Mr. Fang, Mr. Fang, Miss wants you to go to the city lord's study." A soft voice came into Yan Yin's ears from outside the door.
When she opened the door, she saw Lin Qing'er's maid Xiaoya standing outside the door, saying, "Sir, please wash up first."
Nodding, Yan Yin finished washing and walked directly to Lin Changqing's study.
In the past few days, under the leadership of Lin Qing'er, he had visited the entire City Lord's Mansion and had a general understanding of some places.
As I was walking, I suddenly saw an old man walking over.
Just as he was thinking about who this person was, he saw the old man looking at him coldly and saying, "You are Qing'er's friend, the little guy who hurt my grandson. Wow, I have wanted to find you for a long time. I didn't expect it now." I just happened to bump into you,"
"You are," Yan Yin was very confused and didn't understand what the old man meant. "Who is your grandson?"
The old man snorted coldly, "I am Qing'er's second grandfather Lin Xian, Lin Aotian, and Lin Guiyuan is my son."
Unexpectedly, this old man was the Lin Xian who Lin Qing'er mentioned to him, who acted recklessly because of his seniority. He was the one who agreed to let Lin Qing'er marry Mo Qingqing in the first place.
After understanding the relationship between Lin Xian and Lin Aotian, Yan Yin was too lazy to pay attention to him and said, "The city lord has something to do with me. If you want to find me, you can follow me to the city lord."
After saying that, he walked forward.
"You," Lin Xian looked at Yan Yin angrily. When he saw Yan Yin walking towards him, a trace of evil flashed in the corner of his eyes.
Just when Yan Yin was about to pass by, Lin Xian stretched out his hand and hit Yan Yin's Dantian hard.
"Hmph..." With a cold snort, Yan Yin grabbed Lin Xian's wrinkled hand and said, "You are ruthless when you strike, trying to destroy my Dantian. No wonder you are still just a martial artist. ,"
He pinched Lin Xian's hand bones so hard that they made a crunching sound.
In an instant, Lin Xian's face changed drastically, and a strong sense of pain invaded his whole body.
Letting go of his hand, Yan Yin glanced at Lin Xian coldly and said, "No wonder Lin Guiyuan, Lin Aotian and the others are so kind. It turned out that you, the father, taught them."
After saying that, Yan Yin walked away.
Being taught a lesson by a junior, Lin Xian's face turned green and white, and in the end he could only snort and walk away.
When they arrived at Lin Changqing's study, Lin Qing'er was talking to Lin Changqing, but the atmosphere was very solemn.
Seeing Yan Yin coming, Lin Changqing said, "You're here, is he okay?"
After being stunned for a moment, Yan Yin understood that Lin Changqing was referring to Lin Xian, nodded and said, "It's okay, it's just a misunderstanding."
"Haha" Lin Changqing smiled and said, "By the way, I asked you to come here because I want to tell you a guess that I have already taken seriously."
"What's the guess?" Yan Yin sat next to Lin Qing'er and looked at Lin Changqing and asked.
Lin Changqing looked at Lin Qing'er and said, "Qing'er, tell me."
"Yeah" nodded, Lin Qing'er looked at Yan Yin and said, "My father, didn't he talk to us about the secret of the Martial God last night?"
"Well, yes, what's wrong? Does it mean that uncle knows how to break through to the God of War?" Yan Yin asked in surprise.
"Haha" Lin Changqing smiled slightly and said, "That's not true."
Lin Qing'er continued, "That's it. My father went to the Warriors Guild last night to check some things that happened hundreds of years ago, and found a strange place, that is, at that time many martial saints went to a place to seek help. During the Secret of the Martial God, many cultivators went there, but when they came back, only some martial saints came back. The only spiritual saints who came back seemed to be a few masters from Qingyue Mountain and Qingyun Peak, and , What is strange is that although there were not many martial saints in the Fengyun Empire before, they were definitely not a minority. However, since that incident, the martial saints and spiritual saints have almost disappeared. After that, hundreds of years ago, there were no traces. A Martial Saint and a Spiritual Saint appeared in front of the world. It was not until ten years ago that the Lieutenant General invited the current National Master from the Fengyun Mountains. At that time, the Fengyun Empire could be considered to have a Martial Saint."
Yan Yin seemed to understand something and looked at Lin Changqing.
I only heard Lin Changqing say: "I guess it is very likely that hundreds of years ago, there was a battle between warriors and cultivators. Both sides suffered heavy casualties. A large number of martial saints and spiritual saints died in that battle. Even if There are only a few people alive,"
Looking at Yan Yin, Lin Changqing said, "Last night, I went to the warrior union in the city to ask someone to help me check. Hundreds of years ago, there was no great hatred between warriors and practitioners. It can be said that one martial artist and one spirit Cultivation, everyone practices their own thing, is not like today where cultivators are hostile to warriors, and warriors are not friendly to cultivators. After that period of time, warriors and cultivators formed a situation like fire and water. Where there are warriors, there are no cultivators. Where there are cultivators, there are no warriors. At that time, even the Tangwu Tournament was put on hold. It was not until recent decades that the relationship between warriors and cultivators has eased slightly. Coupled with the establishment of three major academies in recent years, warriors and practitioners practice together, and the situation between the two has been greatly improved."
Having said this, Yan Yin had roughly understood what Lin Changqing meant, and muttered, "According to what my uncle said, the so-called breakthrough into the Martial God's secret hundreds of years ago was a man-made conspiracy."
Shaking his head, Lin Changqing said, "That's not true, but it's true. Last night, I learned a piece of information from the Warriors Guild's information. Many years ago, there was a saying in the Fengyun Empire: When two jade stones match, the Holy Spirit Become a god,"