"Poof...... Ahem!

Yang Lin couldn't help laughing, but he was afraid of the majesty of the ancient emperor, so he had to hide it.

Whoever is it, one moment ago, was still listening carefully, reverie about the secret method of infinitely high and far out of the dust, but the next moment he suddenly heard such a novel and unearthly exercise, it would be what it is now.

Hearing this name, all the excitement in Yang Lin's heart vanished.

In my heart, all that is left is the machete standing on the spiritual platform, isolated for eternity, ordinary!

"A machete, what a name!"

Yang Lin vomited so badly in his heart, but the oath had already been made, and it was easy to take it back, so he had to continue to listen to it.

This world is mysterious and unpredictable, and there are cases of heaven and man induction everywhere, and the oath is said to be extremely effective, and few people dare not take things seriously.

The majestic figure, there are a lot of adults, and they don't care about Yang Lin's careful thoughts and small actions.

This name points directly to the source, and it is infinitely useful, and it is easy to know later. ”

"There is not much time, and there are so many restrictions here, so it is inconvenient for me to stay for a long time. Now I will pass on the key to the sword path to you, and from now on, Ru Yanglin will be my disciple!"

Speaking of this, between the eyebrows of the great figure, a white light shot out, straight into the ancestral aperture of Yang Lin's consciousness body.

Rumble!

The world was spinning, and I almost fainted.

Although it is only a few hundred words, every word is like a universe, how heavy is the power of the desolation, how can Yang Lin carry it!

Fortunately, the great figure had already considered this matter, and as soon as he pointed out, he sealed all the words, opened up layers of space in the conscious body, and resolved this crisis in a mysterious way.

When we meet, we will spread the same way of success. ”

The majestic figure smashed the last trace of mana into the machete, and at the same time, pointed at the spirit platform again.

Immediately, disappear without a trace, as if you had never come.

Yang Lin knelt on the ground and smiled bitterly, such a big man had already thought it through, how could he leave a loophole for him to drill.

"That's it, this time it's a blessing in disguise, so that the true face of the ancestral machete is revealed, and the ancient emperor has passed down a machete, which seems to have an unpredictable meaning. As for sending Danzhu home, it should be a very distant matter, and I am not in a hurry to think about it at the moment. ”

Yang Lin thought of this, and the anger in his heart finally dissipated, although he was still angry about what Dan Zhuguo had done before, but the grievances were really okay.

"What kind of secret does the ancestral machete hide? Why does it feel so evil? Could it be that the ancestor who killed his relatives was bewitched by that voice......

Yang Lin thought a lot, this machete has been following him for fifteen years, but at the critical moment, he didn't protect himself at all, but followed the attack on the Lingtai, what is the use of such an unfamiliar knife?

Why did the ancestors of that year let the descendants of later generations, their ancestors pass it on from generation to generation, and harm their own descendants from generation to generation?

So, if it hadn't been sealed here by the Son of Heaven, would it have also tricked itself into killing the Yang family?

"Maybe not, but it certainly won't do anything good......"

Call!

It's really a narrow escape, nine deaths!

Also, why did Dan Zhuguo give himself this opportunity?

Was it intentional, or was it accidental, or did it mean something else?

Also, the mysterious and unpredictable Son of Heaven.

Is it true that he only taught the secret method for the return of his son Danzhu?

Is that Danzhu fruit really his son?

With his mysterious power, can't he even protect his own son?

......

There are too many problems, which makes Yang Lin feel big.

I am afraid that it will be difficult to get answers to these questions in a short time, and it is unknown whether they can even get answers.

Yang Lin sighed, why did he always have to bear a lot of responsibilities and pains far beyond his age at such a young age. He, how envious of other peers, carefree, with his parents in the hall, can be naïve, lively, and even coquettish.

On the other hand, he himself has never seen his mother since he was a child, and he has never received any fatherly love, but he grew up with his grandfather and the old servant Yang Yong.

For as long as he can remember, he has taken on the responsibility of guarding the ancestral machete, day and night, and the grief that has been passed down through the ages, is his mission, his childhood.

The only bright colors are Zhao Feiyan and the big yellow dog.

Now, there are more and more new variables and unknowns, and it will be more and more difficult to protect the ancestral machete.

Until one day, do you have to take on the responsibility of the whole world?

......

Yang Lin smiled bitterly again, but soon let himself show a sunny smile again.

"Isn't this kind of life more exciting? Guarding one acre and three points of land is no more worry-free than owning the whole world!"

He stretched out his hand and slowly stroked it on the tip of the knife, cold, sensen.

This machete has long been a regular thing, and only in the space of consciousness can it manifest as substance.

Through this cold, Yang Lin seemed to be able to feel the malice sealed in this knife, looking at him evilly.

"Heh, the knife is the ancestor of ten thousand blades, and knowledge is the origin of all things. I'd like to see if my sense is stronger, or if you're sharper!"

Then he sat quietly on the altar, beside the machete.

Silently carry the ancestral "Meditation Gong", adjust the state, calm the mood, and sort out the thoughts......

......

Inside the garden.

At this time, it was already a mess.

Just now, Wang Deliang, who was already tired and sweating profusely, suddenly felt that the suction power in his hand increased sharply, and the spiritual power of his whole body was frantically sucked into Yang Lin Zhihai.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for him to shake his palm open by another sudden burst of huge force, and his whole person rolled away from Yang Lin.

His face was pale, he was sweating profusely, his back hurt, his eyes were blurred, and he was weak.

Typical Yang deficiency disease!

fell to the ground, and after a long time, Wang Laodao exhaled a breath of turbidity.

"Ahh

"Wang Daochang can't do it on purpose, right? If he didn't cure Brother Lin, how could he seem to have yang deficiency? Zhao Feiyan muttered suspiciously.

Hearing this, Wang Deliang, who finally breathed a sigh of relief, almost fainted.

Wang Laodao shuddered, fumbled and took out a small porcelain bottle, fed himself a pill, and then slowly recovered some strength.

"Girl, you are the miracle doctor! You read it right, Lao Dao is suffering from Yang deficiency! Lao Dao advises you to stay away from this Yang Lin, he has a great bad luck in him, and he will seize Yang Qi! He is destined to die alone, otherwise there is no solution to his wife!"

When he said this, Wang Deliang was serious, frowned, thought about it and thought about it, but he couldn't think of a way to crack it, unless there was a great ability to dare to venture into his sea of knowledge, but in this era when the aura was not fully recovered, who would take such a risk.

If the aura is sufficient, why should I be so stingy, why should I be so stingy, why should I swallow my anger so much, I would have already swung my sword to slash the demons!

Lao Dao's heart is rich and helpless, but it is not known to outsiders.

Shaking his head, he was afraid for a while, and Lao Dao decided that it would be better to leave this place.

However, that heart of pity and cherishing jade, in the end, still can't let go of Zhao Feiyan.

Pulling Zhao Wanshi aside, he whispered: "Brother Zhao, it's not that the old way is stingy, it's really this matter, and the old way can't help." If you love your daughter, listen to the advice of the old man and let her stay away from that kid as soon as possible. There is an old friend in the poor road, who is the elder of the first compound in Xiazhou, and the [Xia Feng Academy] is much stronger than Qiming Academy. ”

Immediately, a silk book that was exactly the same as the previous Qiming Academy was spread out in Lao Dao's hand, which was the entry qualification certificate of Xia Feng Academy.

Zhao Wanshi looked at this opportunity, and then thought about the embarrassment of the old way just now, although he also wanted to fulfill the pair of teenagers, but he still sighed secretly after all.

"Daughter, Daddy is also thinking about your happiness. Being alive is more important than anything else. ”

Soon, the two completed the substitution.

Wang Deliang's heart was relieved, and he suddenly felt that he had suffered this crime in vain.

turned around, and was about to leave, but he was ghostly and glanced back at Zhao Feiyan.

Phew!

A finger-thick red line flew out from Yang Lin's brow, and after a slight pause, it hit Wang Deliang at an extremely fast speed!

During the flight, seeing the wind and growing, it has returned to the size of a fist.

It is the Dan Zhuguo who escaped.

"Orchid fragrance, orchid fragrance, you are orchid fragrance!"

Dan Zhuguo sniffed his nose and circled around the old path three times, finally excitedly determining that this was the source of that unique aura.

Suddenly, the two little long legs jumped and landed firmly on the palm of Wang Deliang's hand.

Then, a suction force was transmitted to Wang Deliang's palm.

"Suction!"

"No, you, you're the hoodoo?!! you're the hoodoo!"

Before Lao Dao could take a step forward, he suddenly felt a sense of weakness, and his eyes were dark, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

"Boom, get up, get up!"

Dan Zhuguo crawled to Lao Dao's ear and screamed wildly, but Wang Deliang had already made up his mind to pretend to be dead at this time, how could he be woken up, and the gods couldn't come.

"Poof!poof!poof......"

A mouthful of liquid was spit out by Dan Zhuguo on Lao Dao's face and neck.

Although the old way is disgusting, you can encourage yourself, you must hold back, and doing it yourself is the practice.

However, the next moment.

"Wow wow! It's itching, it's itching, the immortals are sparing!"

The saliva was like thousands of ants, crawling up and down Lao Dao's body, and every pore itched off a single hair.

Wang Deliang no longer cared about maintaining the fairy wind bones, and rolled directly on the spot, rolling back and forth, rolling in tricks, rolling with his head in his hands, and performing one hundred and eight styles in the blink of an eye.

Dan Zhuguo smiled at this time, lifted the itching effect, and jumped back into the palm of the old way:

"Boom, obediently drop! fragrant, fragrant, fragrant......"

Wang Laodao couldn't cry or laugh, he wanted to cry without tears, so he had to swallow a pill again and squeeze out a few traces of orchid-scented aura......

"Whoa, not enough, not enough!"

Under the urging of Dan Zhuguo, I had to swallow another one, so as to squeeze out some more aura.

The old Taoist is extremely bitter, is he really cursed by that stinky crow?

Didn't Poor Dao just pull out two [Ya Ya Lan] plants in your nest, as for cursing me for encountering this hoodoo!

Hmph, since you are unkind, don't blame the old way for being unjust!

"Shangxian, Shangxian, don't you just like the taste of this Yalan? The little old man knows a place, the sky is full of Yalan, and the taste is much more fragrant than the old Tao's idea. Look, why don't I take you there?"

Under Wang Laodao's coaxing and deception, Dan Zhuguo finally couldn't resist the fragrance of a large piece of Yayalan that came up with in his mind, and finally agreed to Lao Dao's proposal.

However, just when the old way thought he had a plan, something happened abruptly.

Dan Zhuguo, drilled twice on the old road, and above the two small hands, there was an extra treasure!

"Oh, no, no!"

Lao Dao can't care about anything, and he is about to take it away, this thing is his biggest treasure.