"Lin Mingyuan, why don't you pay homage to your master?"
Chi Wuya said with a smile.
Today he could see Junior Brother Ji, who had disappeared for a long time, and witness the emergence of Lin Mingyuan, Shanhe's disciple's child. He was very happy in his heart.
"Disciple pays homage to Master!"
Lin Mingyuan was also very discerning and quickly saluted Ji Dian.
"Okay, now that you have become a disciple of Ji Dian, you have also successfully entered my inner sect of Shushan."
"I have a few words to remind you."
"Every time a sect competes, the top three will not only get the opportunity to enter the Heavenly Demon Eye to practice, but they can also enter my Shushan Sword Pond for a day of enlightenment."
"But as soon as the competition ends today, I will ask your master to take you back to recuperate for a few days. After three days, the sword pool will be opened to baptize the three of you."
Chi Wuya settled the matter in a few words, and the elders behind him could only bow their heads in silence, acquiescing to the matter.
The Shushan Sword Pond was originally a valley pond, and it got its name because it stored countless spiritual swords that had not yet been recognized by the sects.
Later, many senior masters chose to sit here and be buried here together with their natal spiritual swords.
Over time, powerful spiritual energy gathered, and even the water in the pool contained supreme sword intent.
Ordinary disciples can benefit a lot just by meditating on the shore.
Being able to enter the sword pool to practice is undoubtedly the biggest gain for the top three disciples in the sect competition.
"Old man Chi, are you still finished? You didn't realize that my disciple was seriously injured. I will explain these matters to him."
Jiujian Xian Ji Dian waved his hand impatiently and mentioned Lin Mingyuan.
He smiled at Xing Wudao, the deputy head behind Chi Wuya, and disappeared into a stream of light.
Many elders in the audience were left looking at each other with their own thoughts.
Lin Mingyuan was held in Ji Dian's hand, like a little chicken that couldn't resist.
A strong wind blew in my ears. When I opened my eyes and looked again, I found that I was already in front of my cave.
"Senior Ji, what are we doing here?"
"Call me master!"
"Yes, master!"
Ji Dian put Lin Mingyuan down and looked up at the cave with a look of nostalgia in his eyes.
"I haven't come back for a few years, and this place has become so dilapidated."
"Master! Do you know the news about my father?"
Lin Mingyuan was thinking about it and finally couldn't help but ask.
Ji Dian didn't seem to hear him and entered the cave without looking back. Lin Mingyuan quickly followed him.
"It's still the same as before. I thought this cave was also a treasured place for cultivation in Shushan back then, but I didn't expect that the spiritual energy has been lost now."
Ji Dian jumped on the bed and leaned against the stone wall carelessly, sucking a stream of wine into his mouth.
He smacked his lips and shook the wine gourd in his hand.
"Boy, do you have any wine?"
"Master! Stop being so secretive and tell me your father's whereabouts!"
Lin Mingyuan had no intention of waiting any longer.
The Ji Dian in front of him was his father's old friend, and his temperament changed drastically after the demonic invasion four years ago, so he must know some inside information.
"You brat, why are you so anxious?"
Ji Dian tipped the wine gourd into his hand. The last drop of wine on the bottle's mouth was teetering on the edge, and finally fell into his mouth. Then he looked at Lin Mingyuan with satisfaction.
"It's so similar!"
"Master, what on earth are you talking about?"
Ji Dian laughed and suddenly pointed a finger on Lin Mingyuan's forehead.
"Boy, the walls have ears!"
"I communicate with your consciousness!"
Lin Mingyuan was poked by a finger, and he froze on the spot, his eyes were blank, and a figure suddenly appeared in his mind.
"If you have any questions, ask them now."
Ji Dian shook the wine gourd impatiently, as if he was greatly troubled by the lack of wine.
"I only give you the chance to ask three questions. You can decide for yourself."
Lin Mingyuan blurted out without thinking.
"Master, where is my father now?"
This sentence was a question he had hidden in his heart for many years, and everything he did was to find traces of his father.
"have no idea."
Ji Dian shrugged, shook his head and said.
"Master! You are being shameless!"
Lin Mingyuan was anxious and only gave him a chance to ask three questions. Now he spoke so perfunctorily.
If he hadn't known that Ji Dian was Lin Shanhe's close friend, he would have ignored him as a crazy old Taoist.
"Boy, do you still dare to contradict your master?"
Ji Dian snorted coldly in Lin Mingyuan's sea of consciousness, and an invisible pressure spread.
"I really don't know what you're asking, next question."
"good..."
Lin Mingyuan gritted his teeth, considered for a moment and spoke again.
"May I ask Master, are my parents okay now?"
Ji Dian hesitated slightly, and a shadow was taken out of his arms.
"This is the life card your father left for me. The light is dim but has not been extinguished. I guess my life is worry-free."
Lin Mingyuan looked at the jade tablet condensed by his spiritual consciousness, and a familiar breath came to his face. Isn't it his father Lin Shanhe!
Ji Dian put away the life card and looked at the excited Lin Mingyuan in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
"Last question, you shouldn't know too much now."
Lin Mingyuan's nose was sore.
After four years, he finally felt his father's breath again. Although he didn't know where he was, the best news was that his life was safe!
Lin Mingyuan no longer hesitated and took out a stone from his arms, which was the Heavenly Demon Stone purchased at the Qingyuan Auction House that day.
"Master, look, what is the connection between this thing and my father?"
Ji Dian's originally calm eyes finally showed a slight fluctuation. He snatched the stone from Lin Mingyuan's hand, looked around, and finally looked at Lin Mingyuan with a gloomy and uncertain expression.
"Where did you get this stone?"
"My disciple got it at an auction. I heard it came from the Demon Eye!"
Lin Mingyuan quickly asked because the system informed him that this magic stone was related to his father's disappearance.
"The Demonic Eye...that's right!"
Ji Dian came to play with the stone, and he did feel a trace of Lin Shanhe's sword energy from it.
"I didn't expect you kid to investigate to this extent."
"It doesn't matter, I just want to tell you some past events."
Ji Dian threw the stone back into Lin Mingyuan's hand, his tone becoming a little vicissitudes of life.
"Four years ago, I was traveling abroad and I quickly returned after hearing the news that Shushan suffered a great disaster and that your father was killed. But in the end, it was a step too late."
"There are many rumors about your father's demonic energy entering his body, but those are all rumors fabricated by people with good intentions. The truth is not the case!"
When Lin Mingyuan heard these words, his thoughts were instantly confused.
The last time he saw his father was when the demonic energy entered his body. After Lin Shanhe took one last look at him, he rushed out of Shushu Mountain and was never seen again.
What happened after my father left Shushan?
Who is it that deliberately spreads rumors and slanders Lin Shanhe?
Ji Dian's eyes were blurred, as if he was deep in memories.
"When I chased your father later, I found several traces of battle."
"What surprises me the most is that in the areas where your father fought, there are very few traces of demonic monks taking action."
"On the contrary, there are many traces of the Seven Immortal Sects left behind!"