A total of eight members of the clan ancestral hall watched two battles between disciples from the Sword God Lin clan in silence.
There were waves of noise coming from outside. The Lin family's disciples, who were now members of Wuliang Sword Sea, were all shaken and quarreling over the outcome of the battle.
The boundless sword sea is full of noise.
Even so, it was still very quiet inside the clan ancestral hall.
After Lin Jianxing left, no one spoke for a long time.
Until the end, Lin Xiong, who was tall and powerful, let out a laugh and said: "Sending my own family out, it's a good education! I haven't seen him in many years."
As Lin Jianxing's grandfather, Lin Yun had no expression on his face and said flatly: "It has nothing to do with upbringing. If you are not as skilled as others, you have to admit it."
"Brother Yun is right. You can also say the same thing one day when this kid slaughters his fellow disciples without the Ancient God Ring."
"It's a pity that so many people in the Lin family have eyes and can think for themselves. The black ones cannot be washed away."
Lin Xiong said.
"There is no need to go up and down the line. As a grandfather, I know best what Sword Star's character is like. Really, your granddaughter is just not as good as others."
After Lin Yun finished speaking, he curved his lips and smiled teasingly.
"What a saying: Skills are not as good as people! In matters within the Lin family, there is no need for any ancestral precepts or precepts. Just saying 'skills are not as good as people' can trample on the warnings of our ancestors... This is something that members of the clan ancestral hall can say casually? Look.
The ways of the next life have changed."
If his granddaughter is eliminated, Lin Xiong himself will not be angry.
But it was really chilling to be sent away by my own family.
If allowed, he would also like to beat Lin Yun's face to pieces.
However, he knew that no matter how Lin Yun argued, the Lin clan members outside had eyes and could judge for themselves.
Whether Lin Jianxing's move was excessive or not, the people will have their own conclusions.
"Just say a few words less."
Ninth Sword Vein Lin Changkong raised his head and narrowed his eyes.
"Indeed, talking more is useless. Some people only look at their own children and grandchildren. They turn a blind eye and have double standards. They don't look at who is robbing the harvest of fellow disciples."
Lin Yun rolled his eyes and said.
"You are so shameless. Fighting for treasures and deliberately knocking people out are the same concepts? Lin Feng did not hurt Lin Linglin at all." Lin Xiong said gloomily.
In an occasion like the clan ancestral hall, every conversation needs to be restrained.
Otherwise, with his temperament, he would have started to curse a lot.
Lin Yun wanted to say something else, but 'Lin Changkong' interrupted: "In this regard, Lin Feng is indeed pretty good. I didn't expect him to progress so fast. Even Xiaolin, who is at the eleventh level of Shenyang, is no match for him... The former Bai
The old useless man, it turns out that his combat talent is already in the upper echelons of the Lin family, second only to the Infinite Genius."
His words made Lin Yun's face turn cold.
He originally thought that Li Tianming's initiative to attack Lin Linglin would be an opportunity for them to capture Lin Changkong.
Lin Changkong promptly praised Li Tianming, basically ending his rhetoric.
It was difficult for him to cut in.
"This kid's performance is really good. He has surpassed several realms in the ancient gods, and his speed is astonishing. If it is because of his 'accumulation and hard work' as he said, then his future should be able to go up.
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"After all, two generations of realm kings will never inherit something blindly."
Lin Xiong took the words and also praised Li Tianming.
"hehe."
In the clan ancestral hall, someone sneered.
"Come on, he is the same age as Jian Xing. When he meets Jian Xing, why don't he just go around? If you really want to count it out, Jian Xing is not the top of this group of people. Lin Feng still has a long way to go. As a disciple of the Lin family, there is no
Jian Xin, when he reaches the realm of order, the road will naturally be narrow."
"Back then, before Lin Mu became a Star God, his comprehension ability and cultivation speed were all amazing. Wasn't he eventually surpassed by countless disciples?"
This was not said by Lin Yun, but by an old woman of the Lin family beside him.
"Anyway, if our Lin family wants to achieve success on the Small Realm King List, we have to look at Sword Star and the others." Lin Changkong said.
He praised Li Tianming's character, and also praised Lin Jianxing's strength, without offending both sides.
I'm afraid no one knows his true thoughts.
The noise outside was very loud, and you could vaguely hear the criticism of Lin Jianxing!
Disciples from all sides of the Three Meridians and Six Meridians even had disputes because of quarrels.
Lin Xiong could also hear some words of shock and confusion about Li Tianming's rapid progress.
"The centenary-year-old loser is the first impression, which is deeply rooted in everyone's heart. If you want to disintegrate, you have to do it step by step. I hope this kid will be as he said, with the glory of Lele, and strive for a good ranking!"
"After all, his 'vision' ability is really incredible!"
Even though Lin Xiong knew that the Little Star Realm was not qualified to compete against the Realm of Order, he still had some hope for Li Tianming because of his many wonders.
After this battle, at least half of the hatred and ridicule brought by the identity of Lin Mu's son in the Sword God Lin's Infinite Sword Sea has been eliminated.
Perhaps, this is what Lin Mu expected.
"If this child is really amazing enough to wash away the shame brought by his identity, then Brother Hu and his wife will have a chance to stand up and save the Lin family..."
If others knew what Lin Xiong was thinking at this moment, they would definitely burst into laughter.
How could the changes in Lin's situation be related to a 'son of a joke'?
However, Lin Xiong still felt that there was a belief in this child's eyes that other peers did not have at all.
"He was born in a low-level world, so he must have a good sense of smell!"
…
Soon after, many members of the clan ancestral hall left.
In this dark corner, Lin Yun and Lin Changkong were left.
"The sky."
Lin Yun stood up and stared at him.
"Brother Yun, please tell me." Lin Changkong said.
"The tenth person on the realm king list wants to meet you in a few days." Lin Yun said.
"Chihun."
Lin Changkong lowered his head and said these two words.
"Well, it's him. He's about the same age as you." Lin Yun said.
"Okay."
Lin Changkong looked at the tombstones high up and said calmly: "If they can negotiate according to my proposal instead of unilaterally setting rules for us, I can also negotiate. I can even help convince the old-school people.
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"oh."
Lin Yun was stunned for a moment.
…
Above the ancient temple!
Under the immeasurable boundary monument!
A golden giant sword was inserted into this dark and vast land.
It is the Tianjun-class Star Sea Divine Ship ‘Lingxiao’ from the Sword God Lin Clan.
Inside the Lingxiao.
The huge golden palaces are all empty.
There was only one person in the main hall where the sword hilt was.
It’s Lin Lingxiao!
He was standing in the hall and just saw the picture of Lin Linglin.
Buzz!
In the main hall, a silver mist filled the air and enveloped the hall instantly.
Lin Lingxiao's gaze remained unchanged.
He turned around and sat down on a high seat, then looked into the depths of the silver mist ahead and said:
"Little demon, long time no see, you still like to be funny."