Volume Two: The Wind Rises and Spiritual Clouds Chapter 118: Ancestor
Lin Dongjiu comforted him for a long time before Xiaopang stopped crying.
The two of them are like astronauts returning from the universe, and this vine "big ball" is the return capsule they are riding in.
Unfortunately, their return capsule did not have a parachute, and they both couldn't help but tense up as they were about to fall to the ground.
"Boom!"
A big hole was made on the ground by a big ball of vines. They walked out of the vines with their buttocks covered and walked slowly to the front of the palace.
When they walked to the palace gate, they saw the three characters "Fenglong Palace" written on the plaque above the palace door.
Looking inside the palace, the main hall was empty, with only a giant mural carved on the innermost wall.
The mural depicts a giant dragon flying in the sky. The content expressed is still the worship of the dragon clan, which is very consistent with the theme of "Fenglong Hall".
I just don’t know why the big boss who built this palace worships the Dragon Clan so much.
Could it be that this boss has seen a dragon with his own eyes? That’s why he has a “love for dragons” complex?
Peng Yan interrupted Lin Dongjiu's thoughts: "Brother, let's go in and take a look?"
There should be no problem... Lin Dongjiu exhaled a breath and said in a deep voice: "Okay!"
Peng Yan strode in, and as soon as one foot entered the hall, there was a sudden flash of light, and he disappeared in an instant.
Lin Dongjiu was stunned for a moment, then thought about it and walked in.
Anyway, I can't stay away from this damn place while standing here, so why not take a step and watch it.
"Crack!"
Lin Dongjiu stepped firmly on the floor tiles of the hall, and then stepped in with the other foot, but he did not disappear like the little fat man.
"Is it the wrong way to go in?"
Lin Dongjiu jumped up and down at the door repeatedly. After struggling for a long time, he still stayed there and simply walked into the palace to visit, although there was nothing in the palace.
He looked at the murals on the wall boredly and reached out to touch them by mistake.
"hiss!"
Lin Dongjiu's finger suddenly hurt. When he looked down, he found that his finger had been cut at some point.
Blood flowed out drop by drop and rubbed onto the mural.
Just as he was wondering, a dragon roar came from the mural, and the entire palace shook suddenly.
He raised his head and looked at the mural in front of him. The giant dragon in the mural seemed to be alive, twisting its body like a mountain and almost rushing out of the mural.
The scene in the main hall began to change, and stars rose one after another. Lin Dongjiu stood in the endless starry sky, following the figure of the dragon as he shuttled between the vast sky and the planes.
He looked straight at the magnificent scenery of the Three Thousand Worlds, and his mind was shocked!
It turns out that there are so many sights in the world that he has never seen. He suddenly felt like a frog in a well. He was laughing at himself and at the same time unwilling to curl up in a corner.
He also wants to be as powerful as this giant dragon and travel in the universe. When that happens, how happy and free he will be!
Lin Dongjiu's vision became clearer and clearer, and his heart became more and more open-minded.
The wonders of the three thousand worlds were like a seed planted in his Taoist heart, and his Taoist heart became as solid and thick as the earth, and contained extremely vigorous vitality, nourishing the Taoist seeds to gradually take root and sprout.
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Unknowingly, his state of mind has undergone earth-shaking changes, and his vision has also been greatly improved. Maybe no matter what weirdness he encounters in the world of immortality in the future, it will not surprise him.
His temperament seems to have an indescribable charm, which unconsciously makes people want to get closer and be convinced.
What Lin Dongjiu didn't know was that there was a hint of aura overlooking all things in the world hidden between his brows. This was not the imperial aura cultivated by being on the throne for a long time, but the might of a dragon that he was born with.
He only knew that he had received huge benefits from the murals. Even though his cultivation had not changed in any way, he knew that this kind of benefit that even he could not explain would benefit him endlessly in the future.
After a while, the scene in the sky changed, and Lin Dongjiu suddenly woke up.
The more beautiful things are, the more short-lived they are, and they are destined to be destroyed like a law.
In the scene, spider web-like cracks suddenly appeared in the void behind the giant dragon. The huge cracks spread like lightning, and the amazing destructive power destroyed one world after another.
Countless lives have perished before they even understand what happened. While sad, one can't help but sigh that the power of nature is superior to all life!
The surrounding space began to collapse, and the space storm escaping from the cracks in the void was countless times more powerful than what he and Xiaopang encountered.
The storm quickly swallowed up everything. Even if it was as big as a star, it would be as small as a grain of sand and worth nothing in front of the storm.
The giant dragon was sucked into the void storm, and it breathed out dragon breath in an attempt to contend with it. Then, the surrounding scene dissipated like an ebbing tide.
He returned to the hall again, and in the end he didn't know if the dragon had escaped death.
Lin Dongjiu let out a long breath, never expecting that just a mural expressing racial worship would benefit him greatly. He couldn't help but suspect that this mural was the biggest opportunity he encountered in the secret realm.
I just don’t know who left the mural, but he must be a transcendent and powerful person...
Lin Dongjiu was sighing with emotion when the mural in front of him changed again, and a gap opened in the middle of the mural.
Immediately afterwards, the walls on both sides slowly opened like doors, and the inside of the doors was like the huge portal in the secret realm, emitting black light.
"My successor, come quickly! Inherit my mantle!"
A very vicissitudes and ethereal cry came from the chaos, the sound was far away as if it came from the other side of time and space.
Is there such a good thing?!
Lin Dongjiu frowned.
"My successor, come quickly and inherit my mantle!"
There was another shout, but the sound was a little more urgent. Lin Dongjiu was already a little suspicious, but he didn't dare to go in even more when he heard this sound that seemed to be urging him to die.
Lin Dongjiu did not go in, but stood there, bowed, and shouted inside:
"May I ask, senior, who are you?"
"Guisun, I am your ancestor!"
Damn it, it's even insulting... Lin Dongjiu raised his eyebrows. Just as he was hesitating whether to go in, a big hand of light stretched out from the door and grabbed him directly.
The scene around Lin Dongjiu changed rapidly. When he came back to his senses, he saw a land in front of him with birds singing and the fragrance of flowers, as if he was in a paradise.
There was a stone table in front of him, and an old man sat opposite the table.
The old man's body was weak and solid, and his body exuded a strange light.
The old man's brows were raised and his eyes were raised, he was not angry and intimidated, he was even more ferocious than Fang Lei, even Lin Dongjiu believed him when he said he was eating children.
He was playing with a monkey, and a fat man stood next to him, fanning him.
"Great Sage? Little Fatty?"
Lin Dongjiu rubbed his eyes, thinking he was dreaming.
When the little fat man saw him, he smiled bitterly and continued to fan the old man diligently.
When the great sage saw him, he immediately wanted to break away from the old man's arms, but it seemed to be seriously injured. As soon as he moved, his eyes turned white and he almost fainted from the pain.
The old man spoke with a thunderous voice: "Why are you so far away? Come here, can I still eat you?"
Lin Dongjiu swallowed and walked to the old man bravely, but he was wondering in his heart, this old man is probably not the boss who built the palace? How did I become his successor?
As Lin Dongjiu came closer, the old man's eyes became softer, and he even showed a kind smile:
"How's it going? You just gained a lot in Fenglong Palace, right?"
Lin Dongjiu nodded confusedly, wondering what medicine the old man was selling in his gourd.
"Well, the momentum is good."
The old man stroked his beard and nodded with satisfaction.
Lin Dongjiu asked cautiously: "Senior, why am I the only one who can enter the Fenglong Palace, but the little fat guy next to you can't?"
"Hmph, what do you call me senior? You want to call me ancestor!"
The old man snorted coldly and said angrily:
"That is the treasure of our Yin family. How can it be seen by your servants?"
"By the way, why is this servant of yours so fat and what does he look like!"
Xiaopang had a smile on his face and didn't dare to refute: "That's what our ancestors taught us."
Lin Dongjiu was even more confused. Why did this old man regard Xiaopang as his servant? Also, this Yin family...
"It's been almost ten thousand years..."
The old man sighed with emotion, his tone was extremely profound, as if he was meditating and reminiscing, but it only took him a moment to come back to his senses, and asked slowly:
"Strange, didn't I order every inheritor of the Yin family to enter the Fenglong Palace before they are ten years old?
How come it has spread to your generation and you are here now? And you are not taking the usual path?"
Lin Dong was confused after hearing a series of questions. He couldn't resist, so he had to say:
"I don't know what you are talking about, senior. Is there any misunderstanding here?"
"You don't know? What's your name? Who asked you to come?"
Before Lin Dongjiu could answer, the old man's expression suddenly changed, and he casually moved a little towards Lin Dongjiu's dantian.
Lin Dongjiu felt that the fire spirit root in his dantian suddenly moved, the spiritual power in his body became hot, and a ball of red light rushed out from between his eyebrows.
Immediately afterwards, the red light in the sky turned into a mini fire dragon, hovering half a circle above his head, and then dissipated in the air.
What is this... Lin Dongjiu was stunned, with countless questions filling his mind.
"That's right, Red Dragon Fire Spirit Root, you are the inheritor of the Yin family, right..."
The old man saw that Lin Dongjiu didn't look like he was pretending, and suddenly felt a toothache:
"Boy, tell me about your background. Why don't you know that you are a descendant of the Yin family?"
Descendants of the Yin family...Red Dragon Fire Spirit Root...the original owner is an orphan!
There was a "bang" in Lin Dongjiu's head, and his eyes widened instantly. He understood!