Chapter Twenty-Three: There is no end to this trip to the south

Listening to his daughter's indifferent words, Lin Zishan turned his face sideways, his expression still full of seriousness and oppression. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Lin Mu was extremely talented at that time, I admit it, but if you look at him now, doing nothing is like walking meat, and the ancestor values the proud son of the sky with unlimited potential in the past, not the ordinary ordinary man now. ā€

When these words fell into Lin Yun'er's ears, a trace of disbelief appeared on her cheeks, which were so cold that they didn't seem to eat the fireworks of the world.

She snorted coldly and said with a low smile: "Mu Er is an ordinary man, father, what are you kidding? In the entire Shangjing Lin family, is there any Tianjiao who can match him in terms of meditation qualifications?"

Lin Zishan shook his head, bent down to pick up the ancient yellow scroll that Lin Mu threw on the ground, patted the dust on the side, and said: "Meditation qualifications, hehe, the so-called Heavenly Remnant Sutra is also a superb martial art specially tailored for meditation martial artists, especially this one, a dizzy Heavenly Remnant Sutra, the work created by my Lin family's ancestors Ji Dao, and when it is cultivated, it is unhindered in the sky and invincible on the ground." ā€

"Now that you know, why do you want to slander Lin Mu?" Lin Yun'er asked.

"Girl, in this world, only a stronger candidate can replace the successor of an ancient force, and this person is Lin Zong. Lin Zishan turned around, looked at his daughter's suffocating face, and said solemnly: "After these days of observation, the ancestor is very sure that this Lin Zong is not only a talent rating Spirit Sect, but also a peerless genius of static body dual cultivation. ā€

"The Heavenly Remnant Sutra is 10,000 times better than wasting it in Lin Mu's hands!"

As if angered by his words, or dissatisfied with the arbitrariness of the ancestor, Lin Yun'er frowned deeply, took a step forward, and the light yarn wrapped around her delicate body was windless, setting off a charming scene.

She looked directly at her biological father, the corners of her mouth were uneven, and she said awe-inspiringly: "Do you still remember the scene when Uncle Cangsheng cultivated the Heavenly Broken Eye, and personally praised him as the unprecedented talent of the Lin family? Do you also remember that when Lin Mu was born, Uncle Cangsheng put his future in a higher position than himself?

Lin Zishan stretched out his hand and wanted to touch her hair, but was avoided by the other party, his face turned pale, and he waved his hand resolutely.

"This matter has been decided, if you entangle it again, don't blame me for ignoring the love of father and daughter!"

Lin Yun'er showed hatred in her eyes, but she had to sigh helplessly in her heart, and after a moment of silence, she suddenly spoke again.

"It's just that you want to recover the Heavenly Remnants, why don't you ask Lin Mu directly, but you want to direct such a filthy and ugly drama, father, if you don't explain this matter, Yun'er will be endless!"

Hearing this, Lin Zishan was stunned, hesitated, and gave an answer that shocked Lin Yun'er.

"Old Ancestor made the final decision yesterday to exile Lin Mu permanently. ā€

He looked at those diamond-like eyes, saw the astonishment in the other party's pupils, and sighed softly.

"This family must cut off all relations with Lin Mu. ā€

"Yun'er, I'm also doing it for your good. ā€

......

What Lin Zishan said, there are few things that cannot be done.

In the early morning of the next day, a four-horse black carriage came to the city gate early to wait with the crisp sound of horses' hooves.

Behind him, Lin Xu, who had already unbandaged him, helped Lin Mu drag his luggage, but other than that, there was no one else.

"What about the fifth grandfather, didn't he come with him?" Before leaving, Lin Mu, who had been speechless with Lin Xu all the way, finally asked before boarding the carriage at this moment.

Lin Xu's expression froze, revealing a touch of embarrassment, and after hesitating again and again, he hesitated to speak.

"Grandpa...... He said that it was cold and his back hurt, and it was inconvenient to travel. ā€

Hearing this, Lin Mu nodded, not unhappy, and asked again: "What about your fourth grandfather? I haven't seen him for almost a month." ā€

"Fourth grandfather...... I was ordered to go to the Five Elements Dao Gate to pick up Xin, Lin Zong, so you shouldn't be able to see him today. Lin Xu carefully observed Lin Mu and found that the expression on his face was very peaceful, and his heart was much more stable.

Looking back at the capital, the magnificent and majestic city wall is like a ingenious mountain, covering up the glitz and glory behind the city, like an ugly prostitute wearing a turban, not wanting to let the unknown visitors see the evil appearance under her veil.

"Lin Xu, are you really unwilling to go to the Southland with me?"

Lin Mu's calm inquiry voice sounded in his ears, and Lin Xu, who was thinking a lot on the side, was stunned, looking at the black pupils that Lin Mu had seen, and there was a bit of Qiji under the blandness.

Lin Xu opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but his grandfather's admonition to him yesterday came to mind, and the words that almost wanted to spit out in his throat were forced down by him, turning into a helpless shake.

"Well, well, thank you for coming and seeing me off. ā€

Lin Mu smiled slightly, picked up the burden with one hand, and put it in the carriage, and Lin Xu quickly picked up the luggage he was hauling with difficulty and threw it into the packing box at the back.

"Lin Mu. Stepping back slightly, he looked at Lin Mu, and there was a hint of hesitation in his complicated eyes.

Lin Mu didn't give him much time to think about it, grabbed the car door with his left hand, stepped into the compartment, and the curtain by the window also fell, covering everything inside.

The coachman whipped up, and the four horses with black sideburns roared in unison, dragging the carriage toward the distance.

"There will be a date later!"

The immature and sharp shouting chased after the car, Lin Mu's expression was still flat, but in his heart, warmth rose.

"Shangjing Lin family, two years later, I will see you again. He leaned against the window, clenched his left fist, and muttered.

The scenery outside the post road, the field is vast and vast, and a snow-white car is rushing to the road non-stop.

The road is 30,000 miles away, and there is no end to this trip to the south.

......

It was getting late, and inside the Great Tomb, the emperor woke up as scheduled, and inside the ancient iron crown, his gaze was as dark as a cave, coldly watching Kel'thugad in front of him.

"What do you want to do when I'm not here?"

The voice fell, and a majestic magic seemed to penetrate Kel'thugad's thin body, and the whole person could not move.

It's like a puppet with a string attached.

Kel'thugad's withered face lifted into a terrifying smile, and he stared intently at the emperor, not caring about his state.

The emperor snorted indifferently, got up from his throne, grabbed Kel'thugad, and carried him out of the palace as easily as he lifted a suitcase.

"Today, the plan you suggested to this seat yesterday will be completed for this seat at all!"

Let the emperor walk in his hands, Kel'thugad did not show the slightest dissatisfaction on his face, but rarely showed a little obedience to the emperor's orders.

"Don't worry, you'll be able to escape from this damn grave prison as my favorite experiment. ā€

An eerie smirk echoed through the empty hall, and an eerie glow shimmered in the depths of Kel'thugad's sunken eyes.