Li Tianming's silent action was nothing more than a provocation to some people in Sword Soul Hall.
The Sword God Lin clan is a clan that pays great attention to respecting the elders. The younger generations need to respect their elders enough under any circumstances, otherwise they will be considered unfilial, disrespectful, and of inferior quality.
This resulted in his action directly arousing the anger of many "careful people".
The more he looks down on 'Lin Feng', the more he will naturally become furious at this moment.
but!
But the inheritance of Taixu Sword Demon fell into his hands!
This is something that is enough to cause a sensation in the entire ‘Infinite First Merchant Alliance’.
No matter who it is, they can reach the sky in one step.
In Li Tianming's hands, it was indescribably weird.
In the crowd, Lin Xiaoyun looked at the people in the picture, and the hands behind his back turned purple.
His face, expectations, elation, and pride were all torn apart at this moment, and salt was added to the wounds.
All the previous compliments from his subordinates turned into sarcasm at this moment.
"Brother Xiaoyun..."
Lin Wuyi stood next to him, her face also full of embarrassment, and she didn't know how to comfort him at all.
She even felt so aggrieved that she almost vomited blood.
To be honest, today's frustration is more serious than the day when Lin Feng's wives slaughtered Daisy Bang.
The Sword Soul Hall was silent for a long time, except for the laughter of Lin Yao and Dong Shenyue, which was particularly harsh.
There were more people coming, and there were still some old friends of the two of them who spoke to congratulate them.
"There is hope for the successor of the two elders. This child has obtained the inheritance of Taixu Sword Demon through his own ability. He may be able to revive the second lineage in the future."
"There is a long way to go," Lin Yao said with emotion.
Because of Lin Mu, the Second Lineage was in a state of collapse. As a father, while atonement for his sins, the most important thing he needed to accomplish was to make a comeback so that all the Second Lineage children could raise their heads again.
However, at this time, there will still be some people who say strangely: "The foundation of spiritual practice is to improve the realm and obtain 'order'. No matter how strong the sword is, it can only be the icing on the cake, but cannot provide help in times of trouble."
"A hundred years old is not yet Little Tianxing. After a thousand years old, the realms of him and his peers will be in the sky and on the ground. Even if the Taixu Sword is recorded in his hand, it will be nothing more than a showpiece. What's the point?"
As expected, the person who spoke was Lin Wuyi, the leader of the seventh meridian.
Her words have always been so bitter.
"Oh, it sounds like you are questioning the inheritance of the ancestor of Taixu Sword Demon? Do you think he has bad taste and picked useless disciples? You are really brave Lin Wuyi, even Taixu Sword Demon dares to
Question." Dong Shenyue said coldly.
Lin Wuyi quickly explained: "Don't blame me, I'm just stating the facts."
"You just questioned our ancestors, don't hide it, everyone will understand." Dong Shenyue said.
Lin Xiaoyun quickly asked Lin Wuyi to stop talking.
He said: "Let's wait and see. It's meaningless and whether it's useful or not. Everyone will be able to see it after a while."
"At least it's more useful than giving you a legitimate daughter, isn't it Lin Jianjia? You have been practicing in the seventh realm of the Ancestral Soul Realm for more than eight years, and to lose to Lin Xiaogui from the same lineage is really laughable!"
"The little ghost Lin has no father or mother, no one to guide him, and all his resources are exchanged for merit points, so he can only practice in the fourth realm of the ancestral soul world. He is better than your daughter, what do you have to brag about? Do you want face?"
Dong Shenyue was not polite at all when it came to her aggressiveness. Every sentence she spoke went straight to Lin Xiaoyun's heart, causing a volcano to erupt in his chest.
However, Lin Jianjia was defeated. This is a fact and cannot be disputed.
"Little Ghost Lin is awesome and deserves to be well cultivated, but this has nothing to do with your family's hundred-year-old loser."
Lin Wuyi just muttered this sentence.
Speaking of Lin Xiaogui, some people said: "The genealogy barrier should increase Lin Xiaogui's disciple level."
"She defeated Lin Jianjia on the Ancestral Sword Monument. The genealogy barrier can record it. It is considered a valid duel. Considering all the data, there should be no problem."
"I have been promoted to level five disciple."
"Level 5... Disciples like this can actually go to the sixth realm and above earlier. It's a pity. If they were born better, they could increase their level."
"Lin Feng's disciple level has also been improved."
After everyone heard this, they looked at the picture and saw that on Li Tianming's disciple card, the disciple level had been upgraded to: Level 2.
Finally a second-level disciple!
You can enter the fifth realm of the Ancestral Soul Realm.
"After receiving such a great sword art inheritance, I was only promoted to one level. How stingy are you?"
Li Tianming was speechless.
He estimated that at the age of 100, he still suffered a big loss when it came to talent assessment.
As long as his realm is not at the peak of Xiaotian Star Realm, it will be difficult for him to get rid of his status as a hundred-year-old waste, and it will be difficult for him to continue to improve his disciple level.
"It's okay. I'm the legitimate son. Just adding one more is enough...how to add one?"
Li Tianming pondered this issue and met Lin Xiaogui.
The Ancestral Sword Monument has fallen into my hands, and the surrounding area is quite quiet. It is an underground hollow area.
The disciples on the sword monument just now, including Lin Jianjia, were all thrown nearby.
"Hey, you are now a fifth-level disciple, congratulations." Li Tianming said.
"Tongxi, second-level disciple." Lin Xiaogui said.
"Good guy, do you have nine tails?"
Li Tianming looked at the tail of the whip behind her and reached out to grab it to test its hardness.
"stop."
Lin Xiaogui glared at him fiercely, and the nine whip-like tails gathered into one, shortened and wrapped around her waist.
Just like this, her eyes were a little distorted and she let out a slight cry of pain.
"What's wrong?" Li Tianming asked.
"My back hurts a little."
Lin Xiaogui said in a hoarse voice.
"Injured by Lin Jianjia?" Li Tianming asked.
"No. It seems to be caused by changes in the bloodline. I only had a tail before and didn't have so many scales. Maybe I was just emotionally excited and inspired something." Lin Xiaogui said.
"Let me take a look."
Li Tianming moved behind her.
Lin Xiaogui hesitated for a moment, but agreed, because the pain in her back was so severe, as if there were countless sharp needles sewing up her flesh and skin.
The clothes on her back spread to both sides, and her pale skin appeared in front of Li Tianming.
There was nothing charming about this process, because Li Tianming could see at a glance that the flesh and skin in the center of her back were undergoing subtle changes. The mustard seeds in that part were changing positions and deforming, and finally, a special pattern appeared!
This is a dark red skull.
There is a snake coiled in the left eye hole.
There is a poisonous scorpion crawling in the right eye hole.
"It doesn't hurt anymore."
As soon as the pattern stabilized, Lin Xiaogui said.
"There's an extra pattern."
Li Tianming described it to her in detail. After listening, her eyes changed slightly.
"What's wrong?"
"I seem to have dreamed about this pattern." Lin Xiaogui said.
"Oh, that's quite magical."
Li Tianming originally wanted to ask her about her life experience in detail, but then he thought about it. There were too many people paying attention to this occasion, so it was not convenient.
"how does it feel?"
"It seems like nothing has changed." Lin Xiaogui said.
"That's fine, let's go."
Even if he obtains the inheritance of the Taixu Sword Demon, other Lin family disciples will not come to talk to him for the time being.
Some don't want to, some don't dare.
I don't dare because Lin Jianjia is still here.
The Ancestral Sword Monument disappeared, and Lin Xiaogui let her go. Her friends had flown out long ago, and she was the only one left here.
Lin Jianjia suffered a flesh wound. She took it internally and externally on the spot, and used a lot of top-notch magic elixirs of order. The wounds on her thighs, arms and abdomen healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Likewise, no one dared to approach Lin Jianjia because her expression was too gloomy.
The long black and white hair spread out, making her look like a crazy woman, with a face as gloomy as black water.
She even still holds her weapon in her hand!
When Li Tianming left, he glanced at her, rolled his eyes, patted Lin Xiaogui on the shoulder, and said, "Brother, retreat."
As soon as the two of them turned around, a cold breath came from behind them.
Lin Jianjia, with disheveled hair and a long sword in hand, came toward them. At the same time, she said in a sinister voice: "Stop."
It's a pity that Li Tianming is too lazy to care about her.
This kind of 'genius' who can't afford to lose is the most difficult to deal with.
Just as they were minding their own business and leaving, they suddenly heard Lin Jianjia scream.
"Brother Jian, help me chop off her tail. Don't leave any of her tail!"