Chapter 129: Lin Jianxin
The Lin clan is indeed one of the best families in Bluestone City, and just by walking to the gate, the two of them walked around and around for nearly half an hour. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
The closer you get to the clan gate, the more people come and go.
Many of them are disciples who have gone out to practice, or returned from the kendo academy, and it seems that the reward gimmick of the clan competition has attracted a lot of people.
Along the way, Xiao Wu lowered his head from time to time, not daring to look at these sword disciples, and only when he left the sect did he relax his body slightly.
Demon Zangfeng was calm, but his dress revealed his identity at once, and those core children of the family who passed by only glanced at it and were not interested in taking a second look.
At that moment, a clan's carriage happened to drive over almost on a rampage, causing many people to hurriedly dodge and scold.
However, when everyone saw the cluster of flame symbols engraved on the carriage, they all kept silent and went their separate ways.
The flame symbol was a unique status symbol for the clan elders, and it was self-evident who was in the carriage.
Demon Zangfeng's steps stopped suddenly, and he solemnly glanced at the carriage passing by, and felt an unfathomable sword yuan fluctuation from it.
Inside the luxurious carriage, the old man of the Lord slowly said in a loud voice, "Lin Tianhu is back"
"What, he actually came back alive from the Demon Beast Mountain Range?", next to the old man sat a young man with a sword, and the young man's body exuded a thick sword yuan fluctuation, and he looked surprised at this time.
"I didn't expect it either...... He can come back alive", the old man squinted his eyes, his expression a little cloudy.
The young man's face suddenly turned cold, "Back then, he found his father to duel, crippled his father's right hand, and took away the position of commander, I will not forget this hatred."
The old man patted him on the shoulder, "Xiao Yu, your talent is not weak, much better than your father, grandpa sent you to the 'Qingcheng Sword Academy' to study since you were a child, in order to see that day"
The young man nodded, then lifted the curtain and looked around, and whispered, "Grandpa, Lin Tianhu is back now, and the Sword Guard of the Sect Protector..."
The old man's eyes were slightly cold, and a huge sword yuan lurking on his body was ready to move, "It should be ours, and no one is indispensable, although his father is the first swordsmith of the clan, but after all, he is from a separate family, and his bloodline is not pure, how can he let his father and son be infected with the power of the clan with two fingers"
"However, Lin Tianhu relied on the strength of the fourth stage of the sword master three years ago to defeat the father of the fifth stage of the sword master, and after three years of training, his strength ......," Lin Yu said with some concern.
The old man shook his head, "You don't have to worry about it, just prepare for the clan competition and win the admission quota of the 'Rain King Sword Academy'."
Lin Yu nodded, and then swore an oath, "Don't worry, grandpa, there are three places, they are the top three in the clan competition, I am now the peak of the seventh stage of the swordsman, there are only a handful of people who can match me at the same age, and the remaining shrimp soldiers and crabs will not be able to match me at all."
"And there is always a feeling that I want to break through recently, it is very likely that in front of the clan competition, I will break through to the eighth stage of the sword disciple, and it is not impossible to compete with the strongest Tuosen of the younger generation at that time", Lin Yu said proudly.
"Oh, it's good to be confident, but don't be careless," the old man stroked his beard, but the admiration in his eyes was undisguised.
At the age of nineteen, the peak of the seventh stage of the swordsman, such a talent is rare in the entire Lin clan, and it is worthy of his pride as a grandfather.
"But that Lin Chengyu is not bad, he has a fourth-grade peak, almost close to a fifth-grade sword vein, and once in the realm of the ninth rank of the swordsman, he defeated the lineage of the newcomer to the swordsman, you can't be careless", the old man reminded.
Lin Yu shook his head disapprerovingly, "It can only be said that his opponent is too weak, Lin Chengyu's sword vein talent is indeed higher than mine, but now he is only sixteen years old, the twentieth in the competition list, and the peak of the second stage of the swordsman, even if it has been a few months, how powerful can it be?"
The old man still wanted to admonish him, but what Lin Yu said was also true, and he had just returned from the Qingcheng Sword Academy, so it was not a bad thing to be arrogant, so he didn't speak.
When the carriage entered the sect, the speed of travel slowed down, and finally disappeared under the eyes of Demon Zangfeng.
"Brother Feng, what's wrong?", Xiao Wu wondered.
"That carriage just now...", Demon Zangfeng asked.
"Oh, you said that carriage engraved with the flame symbol, it is a carriage for the clan elders, it is not trivial", Xiao Wu said cautiously, he belongs to the horse breeding department, and knows more about these than ordinary people.
Demon Zangfeng nodded, Elder, no wonder there is such a strong sword element fluctuation.
"Brother Feng, let's take a carriage, although it is not far from here to the center of the city, it will take half a day to walk, and the carriage will be much faster, at most half an hour", Xiao Wu proposed.
The price of taking the carriage is not small, from here to the center of the city, the starting price is at least three taels of silver, in exchange for Xiao Wu is definitely not willing to spend this kind of money, but he now has a large amount of gold, plus Brother Feng is in a hurry to buy the elixir, Xiao Wu will also be generous.
Demon Zangfeng did not veto, although he said to Sister Yuechan that he might not come back at noon, but it was a point to save a point of time.
I remember that there was also a borrowed wooden plaque of the second-grade sword technique "Whirlwind Slash" given by Lin Tianzhi to the Tibetan Sword Pavilion, it seemed that today was the deadline, if time permitted, he wanted to come back early to take a look.
"Over there, there are three prices, three taels of silver is an ordinary carriage, five taels of silver has cushions inside, so you won't feel bumpy, ten taels is a luxury carriage, in addition to being quiet and comfortable, it also serves good melon and fruit meals, Brother Feng, which one do you choose", Xiao Wudao.
"Three taels is fine", although Demon Zangfeng said that he brought a huge amount of money, there is no need to waste the place that should be saved, and he is not a person who will enjoy it.
Xiao Wu understood, and walked to a row of carriages not far away with Demon Zangfeng.
After some bargaining, Xiao Wu smiled and turned three taels of silver into two taels, and the demon Zangfeng who watched it was impressed.
"Little buddy, get in the car", the driver was a middle-aged man wearing a cool hat, and he shouted.
"Brother Feng, you go first", Xiao Wu grinned and said with a row of white teeth.
As soon as Demon Zang Feng stepped out of his front foot, a condescending tone from behind interrupted his steps.
"Yo, yes, I actually have the money to ride in a carriage."
Hearing this, Demon Zangfeng frowned, and subconsciously turned to look.
The eye was a suave young man in a white jade robe, holding a jade fan in his hand and a jade pendant pinned to his waist.
The jade pendant is crystal clear, the mutton fat jade color is light purple, and the most amazing thing is that there is a halo flowing inside, as if the dragon and phoenix are entangled, and it is strange in an instant.
When the demon Zangfeng's gaze met the word "demon" engraved in the center of the jade pendant, he suddenly recalled the identity of the young man in front of him.
Lin Jianxin, the biological son of his adoptive mother Ruan Xiaomei, is also his titular eldest brother.