In front of the Tomb of the God of Ten Thousand Swords, people shouted at the top of their lungs.
At that moment, no one looked at the cold-faced Lin Jie and the others, but focused their attention on their Second Master Lin!
Under the spotlight, Lin Yao's eyes were red and tears were streaming down his face.
He took out a wooden sword, tremblingly, and walked up to the altar!
He raised his wooden sword, pressed it to his lips and the bridge of his nose, and pointed the tip of the sword towards the sky.
thump!
He knelt on the ground and burst into tears.
"Ancestor, I, Lin Laoer, still have a thousand years to live!"
He leaned against the wooden sword and kowtowed three times, then raised his head and looked at the Tomb of the God of Ten Thousand Swords.
"In this thousand years, I will burn all my blood for the Lin family to repay all the compatriots who have high hopes for me today!"
boom!
His forehead hit the altar hard again.
That sincere and heavy crashing sound knocked out the Tomb of the God of Ten Thousand Swords!
Even outside, it is clearly audible.
Under the altar, Dong Shenyue bit her arm to prevent herself from crying and embarrassing herself in front of her grandchildren.
Perhaps she was the only one who understood what this moment meant to Lin Yao.
Not only did he return to the clan ancestral hall, but he also had the opportunity to take charge of the Lin family.
It’s that number.
Seventy-and-a-half percent!
"Grandpa has conquered 75% of the people. Leave the remaining 25% to me."
Li Tianming looked at the old man's thin shoulders and took a deep breath.
The overall situation is decided!
Lin Jie, Lin Ziqing, Lin Yun and other seven people had blue and purple faces, each one more distorted than the other.
This time, the old sect of the clan ancestral hall is suppressed by numbers, and there are older souls like Lin Yao, and peak powerhouses like Lin Changkong!
The seven of them are completely incomparable!
Any future decisions they make will have to be sidelined.
This is equivalent to Lin Jie being kicked out of the core of power!
Even though his expression is the calmest, in fact, he is the most twisted person here.
Once upon a time, Lin Yao was his leader and the leader of the previous generation of Discipline Hall, but he became a white-eyed wolf and opposed Lin Yao time and time again.
Why?
Because he is familiar with Lin Yao.
He knew that the reason why Lin Xiao was a late bloomer was because he had one of the most important qualities.
That is, tenacity!
Lin Jie knew even more that Lin Yao would not agree with his ideas.
Therefore, from the very beginning, he did not want Lin Yao to come out of the mountain again.
It's just that Li Tianming is too eye-catching.
Only then did Lin Jie give him a wake-up call.
Seventy-and-a-half percent!
This number made Lin Jie feel cold all over.
Even his fifth sword vein, there are two people who want Lin Yao to come back!
How did this happen?
He doesn't even understand it himself.
"Lin Yun, Lin Ziqing, you came back so quickly. You secretly represented the clan ancestral hall at the entrance of the ancient temple and sent our Sword God disciples to the An clan. Next, everyone in the clan ancestral hall will
I'll figure it out with you slowly!" Lin Changkong said.
"What?"
"These two actually did such a thing?"
"No wonder Lin Feng said they wanted to be dogs! This is too much of a dog. Lin Feng finally survived the Wuliang Duel. The Wuliang Duel was proposed by Shenxi himself. Who is to blame for his death?"
"They actually took the initiative to give Lin Feng to the Dark Tribe? Oh my god..."
There was a burst of noise outside the Tomb of the God of Ten Thousand Swords.
"Stop making false accusations against my father by talking nonsense without evidence!"
Lin Xiaoyun, the leader of the third lineage, stood up and said to Lin Changkong.
Next to her, Lin Wuyi was also protecting Lin Ziqing.
Father and son, mother and daughter, they are very similar, with the same virtue.
Just as Lin Changkong was about to say something more, Lin Yao had already stood up. Lin Changkong closed his mouth and sent Lin Yao to the front.
In fact, he also respected Lin Yao.
Facing hundreds of thousands of star gods and hundreds of millions of Lin cultivators, Lin Yao made a declaration for the first time after returning to the clan ancestral hall.
He said: "I have a decision, and I want to ask the clan ancestral hall for instructions, and I want to inform everyone."
"Second Master, please speak." Lin Changkong said.
Lin Yao greeted and asked Li Tianming to come to him.
He held Li Tianming's shoulders, faced the crowd, and said: "After returning to the clan ancestral hall, I will focus on contributing to the whole clan. I am already somewhat unable to manage the second sword vein."
"So, I asked the clan ancestral hall for instructions, and I want to pass the position of second sword vein master to my grandson Lin Feng!"
"As a disciple of the Sword God, and as the number one in the Little Realm King List, although he is young, only a hundred years old, I believe that he can support this burden!"
Wow!
There was another uproar.
Inside and outside the Wanjian Divine Mausoleum, everyone looked at each other in confusion.
"Lin Feng has a righteous character. With Second Master personally guiding him and Granny Dongshen taking care of him, he will definitely be able to hold up the banner of Second Lineage!"
"He is the one who will revitalize our Sword God Lin Sect in the future. He should also get more training and learn more responsibilities!"
"Therefore, I agree with Lin Feng becoming the second lineage master!"
Lin Xiong was the first to speak.
"Second Master has been the Pulse Master for too many years. Some of the juniors used to laugh at him because of his age. I think we should not let Second Master continue to be 'disgraceful'. It just so happens that there are suitable descendants to take over. As for me, I agree.
."
Another clan ancestral hall member said.
This is Lin Chongyao, the eldest son of Ku, the current master of the First Sword Vein!
His sarcastic joke made everyone laugh.
As for who had laughed at Lin Yao's age, most people had heard it at the time.
Of course they are Lin Xiaoyun and Lin Wuyi!
"I agree!"
"I agree."
Finally, Lin Changkong nodded and expressed approval.
"Lin Feng is a child that people look forward to. His three daughters-in-law are all geniuses. No one can imagine their future."
"Why can't such a child become the master of a lineage when he is about a hundred years old?"
With his words, there are eight people.
Other people's opinions are not that important.
In fact, if Li Tianming hadn't been young and inherited the sword vein master, there would be no need to consult the clan ancestral hall.
If most of the clan ancestral halls agree, then this matter can convince everyone!
"Then...from today on, my grandson Lin Feng will be the Second Sword Vein Master and the Sword God's disciple."
Lin Yao announced.
Li Tianming smiled.
He said: "Dear elders, Lin Feng will strictly follow the teachings of his grandparents and do his best for the Second Sword Meridian."
Having said this, he glanced at Lin Wuyi and Lin Xiaoyun, and said: "I also hope that all the pulse masters can give me more guidance and let me learn how to be a pulse master."
Everyone knows who he is.
"Now that's good, the pulse master of our second sword vein is the youngest among tens of thousands of generations in the history of the Lin family! This has broken the record!"
"Now, is anyone still saying that our pulse master is older? Come out and take a few steps?"
Dong Shenyue sneered and said with a strange air.
Lin Wuyi and Lin Xiaoyun lowered their heads, their faces turning even more purple.
Their expressions perfectly matched those of their parents.
"Ha ha!"
Everyone laughed.
Both Lin Xiaoyun and Lin Xiaoyun knew that this was mocking them.
The two people's faces were almost torn apart immediately.
As the Shangmai Master, Li Tianming gained more power.
This is a position of real power!
Disciples of the Sword God are not.
What’s more, his wife, Jiang Feiling, can enter the Kaio Realm with him!
Fortunately, Lin Xiaoxiao doesn't need the Heavenly Soul, and Wei Sheng Mo Ran doesn't need the Kaiowen Heavenly Soul.
"The youngest pulse master in history?"
When this news spread, the Infinite Sword Sea boiled again.
At least in the Second Sword Meridian, although Li Tianming is young, he still has the support of everyone.
"Lin Feng, unparalleled in the world!"
Everyone shouts.
Mr. Lin, the world is at home!
This scene made countless people excited and gave them more hope for their family.
Outside the Tomb of the God of Ten Thousand Swords, it was a joyful scene.
Those who were unhappy ran away on the spot.
In a corner of the Infinite Sword Sea, stood a man in green.
He grinned and looked in the direction of the Tomb of the Gods of Ten Thousand Swords, his expression a bit like a giggle.
However, his eyes were like an abyss.
"That thing is on him? It's interesting, hehe, hehe, hehe."
He laughed several times in a row, looking more like a fool.
At this time, someone patted his head and shouted: "Lin Jianxing, you are still running out before you have recovered from your serious injury? You don't think you have a long life, you are a waste!"