Chapter 1: Assassination

At this moment, Lin Xi was in the limelight, and at this moment Lin Xi completely became the protagonist in the eyes of everyone, no one believed that he, the young sect, would not be good, and no one would believe that such a young sect would not become a generation of Tianjiao in the future.

Wang Chonglou was proud of his apprentice, Wang Chongge was also proud of his nephew, and the faint excitement emanating from those eyes was hard for anyone to imagine.

Even if the current Wang Chongge has recovered his strength and has become a so-called powerhouse, whether it is him or Wang Chonglou, he is just an ordinary brother of Nei Zicheng, but the status they did not get Lin Xi helped to get it, Shaozong, the position that would definitely compete fiercely back then, was firmly grasped by Lin Xi, no matter now or in the future, no one will be able to snatch it away.

This is the shock brought by the teenager, this is what everyone must admit even if they know that Lin Xi is very fierce.

From now on, he is the real Shaozong of this sect, no matter how many people are not convinced, he must also admit that he is a Shaozong, because, after the Zen ceremony, as long as he does not betray the sect, the position of this Shaozong will not disappear, he is the helmsman of Zicheng in the future, controlling the development direction of the entire Zicheng Sect.

Even, many people feel in their hearts that Lin Xi may be better than Wang Xu, because under the premise of that invincible strength, he has power and all the privileges that others do not have, this is the glory brought by a young man who is strong in the Dao.

Regardless of whether Lin Xi will always be this young sect, his status in the inner purple inheritance is already very obvious, he can really be said to be the first person besides the sect master and the great elder, even those who have very old qualifications, they must call him His Royal Highness the Young Sect for the rest of his life, regardless of whether he is really convinced in his heart or not.

Of course, for Lin Xi, this kind of thing can be regarded as greatly enhancing his vanity, but more of it still makes him feel a little pressure, a person, he doesn't understand the truth that he will fall miserably if he stands tall, and he also knows very well that if it comes to that day, maybe even a person who believes in himself does not exist.

However, since such a burden has been added to his shoulders, Lin Xiyou doesn't want to refute it, but there are some things that he has to carry.

For example, this honor is a great honor in the eyes of many people, even if it is the real Tianjiao Dao of those younger generations, but in Lin Xi's own opinion, this is a responsibility, a responsibility that must be carried by himself.

Even if he understands this truth, Lin Xi must do this, fortunately, Nei Zicheng is more united than he imagined, even if it is very discordant inside, there will be no major changes, so even if he is a little unhappy in his heart, he did not really show it.

Regardless of whether he can sit firmly on this Shaozong, now that Shaozong has to do it himself, at this point, Lin Xi is certainly very uncomfortable, and he must also make a certain gesture, otherwise, this is not just not just not giving himself the face of his ancestor Wang Xu, or even not giving Zi Chengzong face.

In the face of his own sect that has grown up, Lin Xi himself has a certain feeling, and naturally, he will not do anything to corrupt the sect.

Seeing that Lin Xi ascended to the highest place and began to accept Feng Zen, this matter was already completely settled, no matter who wanted to oppose Lin Xi at this time, it was useless, of course, unless you were a fool at this time, there would be no moth.

How can the general trend in the sect be completely cut off so easily, in such a situation, even if you are a little unhappy in your heart, you can only endure it.

On the huge sealing platform stood the sect master, an elder, and the old ancestor who had just come out of the customs.

In terms of high-end combat power, it is not known how many Zi Chengzong have, after all, those old ancestors who have existed since ancient times, no one knows whether they are still alive or not, but they know that the old ancestors who have appeared in recent years are just tens of thousands of years ago, as for how far their cultivation has been, it is normal to have it, but if it is said that even a saint does not exist, it is estimated that no one will believe it.

Everyone knows the strength of the Purple Immortal Sect, just like knowing the horror of the Purple Immortal Sect back then, they have their own pride, and similarly, they also have their own secrets that no one knows.

No one knows what caused the calamity of destroying the sect back then, but for countless years, there is no one who does not want to restore the glory of the ancient sect back then, who can understand their thoughts? How many people know that in this secret, how much effort has Zi Chengzong made to revive?

At this point, Lin Xi didn't know, the sect master didn't know either, and even those who had been promoted to the Ancestor, but their qualifications were not old enough, they didn't know the biggest secret at all, but this did not prevent them from being loyal to the Zi Cheng Sect.

Because, from beginning to end, several other ancient sects hung above their heads like a sharp sword, that kind of pressure, that feeling of almost urgency, how can you understand when you really don't know? It's only when you really feel the pressure that you really know.

"Are you ready?" A very strange piece of purple jade in his hand emitted a faint light, which was the identity symbol of Zi Chengzong's decision-maker, and it was also the inheritance of Zi Chengzong.

For many years, there have not been a few pieces, among them, the largest piece is now in the sect master Wang Xu, the elders each have a piece, and the remaining piece is in the hands of the old man, ready to give to Lin Xi, the young sect.

Once this piece of ancient jade is given to Lin Xi, it means that Lin Xi is the young master of the entire Zi Chengzong, and there will be no change, and there will never be a change.

Lin Xi took a deep breath, all the rituals had been completed, but this ancient jade was the last step, he knew very well what the result would be after he stretched out his hand to take this ancient jade, the young sect of Zi Chengzong, the identity that countless people dreamed of, brought him endless pressure.

At this critical moment, Lin Xi had a trace of hesitation, but this hesitation did not last long.

As if the wheel of fate made him accept, a trace of firmness finally flashed in his expression, Lin Xi nodded solemnly and stretched out his hands.

The whole scene suddenly fell silent, and everyone's eyes shifted to the old ancestor and Lin Xi on the high platform.

Obviously, at this time, apart from the solemn guards behind the Old Ancestor and Lin Xi, no one could observe these two people so closely.

If you want to see the subtle expression on Lin Xi's face, there will naturally be no one, as for whether the ancestor is really pleased, everyone can't see the expression, but it is very clear in their hearts, an existence that is very likely to become, how many years later, will it be the first master of Zi Chengzong?

Before the answer comes out, this is something that no one knows, but it is clear that this time the Shaozong Zen Ceremony is a starting point, and what will be the end? Then it depends on whether this young sect named Lin Xi can really go step by step.

An ancient sect that does not have it has never been able to be called an ancient sect, but Zi Chengzong was able to succeed back then, the most important of which is the inheritance left in the ancient period, but he also thought that the reputation of that kind of inheritance and ancient sect caused Zi Chengzong to almost be destroyed in Nanxiaotian.

These Purple Inheritance Sect ancestors are more eager than anyone else to have one more in their own sect, but is it really that easy to succeed?

At least, for tens of thousands of years, the sect of Zi Chengzong has gone through vicissitudes, and even almost been wiped out, and until now, there has never been one.

Is this really the fate of Zi Chengzong? Those ancestors who didn't even believe in fate didn't believe in it all the time, and it was inevitable that they wouldn't believe it, after all, for Zi Chengzong, there was nothing lacking, but only the so-called level powerhouse was lacking.

It is because of this that anything they do can be said to be disorderly, and it has been dormant all these years, which has made countless ancestors even crazy about it, and how many people understand in their hearts that their hardships are?

Lin Xi slowly turned out the purple jade, a glimmer of divine light flashed in his eyes, he didn't understand what this purple jade represented, but he knew very well that this was the noblest inheritance of Zi Chengzong, and it was also the most capable thing for Zi Chengzong now.

Perhaps, this purple jade has no ability or any effect, but the meaning behind it will not be as simple as it seems on the surface.

That kind of thought, once it appeared in Lin Xi's body, it would not be dispersed for a long time, and it would be planted there forever.

"Whoosh!"

"Poof!"

Suddenly, at the moment when Lin Xi wanted to say something and was about to say when he became the throne of the Young Sect.

A cold light came from behind him.

The guard, who did not move in the slightest, seemed to be murderous at that moment.

Without hesitation, regardless of any consequences, he stabbed the dagger into Lin Xi's back.

Through the chest, directly through the heart, blood bloomed in the air.

Under Lin Xi's disbelieving eyes, his expression was cold, and a smile bloomed on his face as if he had accomplished something impossible.

"Lin Xi!"

The Ancestor shouted, and the angry voice seemed to resound through the sky.

No one would have imagined that in such a period of time, there would be such an impossible thing as assassination.

And the one who shot was a real henchman who only the ancestors would trust.

One knife did not hesitate, and did not even think about the consequences.

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