Seeing the ghost Lingzhi, the ancestor of the Lin family commanded everyone to defend and not attack, and he did not hesitate to use the power of the true yuan to use the power of the true yuan, causing huge damage to the ghost thing, and at the same time, he took the initiative to throw it to the other party.

A big living person who has sealed the mana of his whole body and can't resist at all.

Gift-giving shows sincerity, and fighting shows liliang, which can be called grace and power, and it can also be regarded as a vote.

Ghost Lingzhi obviously noticed the Lin Ancestor's actions, but it didn't immediately order the ghost thing to retreat, and while maintaining the pressure, Ghost Lingzhi sent that person back with a ghost general, squeaking and roaring, it was difficult to understand the meaning.

It needs to be mentioned that the ghost lingzhi has been successfully cultivated, but it still can't speak human words, and those ghost creatures only know how to chant and chant, as if their dictionary is locked, and it is the same sentence over and over again. Fortunately, the ancestor of the Lin family has been here for many years, and even guessed and tried to add Mengjia, and finally realized the intention of the ghost lingzhi.

It asked him to break the monk's seal.

With a seal, the monk will not have the power to resist, and of course, without the seal, the monk's bloodline will be more alive and easier to absorb. This gift is different from the previous capture, and it is difficult to say whether the monk who sent it out will blow himself up immediately because he has lost hope. The ancestor of the Lin family was a little hesitant because of this, but in exchange for the ghost lingzhi, he roared and roared, and he kept looking at the sky and was anxious.

Obviously, it's in a hurry.

Helplessly, the ancestor of the Lin clan came up with a compromise method, first sealed the person's five senses, and then sent a subordinate who also closed the five senses to personally send the captive to the ghost Lingzhi, and then unravel his cultivation.

Take great pains to.

The Ghost Lingzhi seemed to understand, and it brought the captive and left the Lin Ancestor's subordinates. Then set up a tent to enjoy a big meal in peace, and turned the friendly people away. A few days passed. The tent opened, and the captives died. The Lin Clan's ancestor didn't have much to show for him, so he understood that the power that was rewarded needed to be used with the help of the Blood Ding to exert it.

In short, if it is not your own, there must be a lot of restrictions.

Next, one person and one ghost carefully maintained communication, and after some quarrels, discussions, speculations, and shiyan, the ancestor of the Lin family offered three monks plus the captured low-level ghost Lingzhi, and finally won the trust of the Zhisheng, and separated a trace of spirit to establish a connection with it.

Uh, the ancestor of the Lin family who sacrificed his soul. Ghost Lingzhi thinks that he is the boss and refuses to be subservient.

With this, the initial alliance between humans and ghosts is formed, and they can communicate with each other, which is undoubtedly much more convenient to do things. According to the ancestor of the Lin family, it is extremely difficult and solid to take the first step today.

"It's very simple, the old man helped Zhisheng collect high-level lifeforms that he could absorb. Zhisheng allowed me to enter the circle to experience the way of opening the heavens up close, and then to study and find a way to create a chance. ”

The ancestor of the Lin family summed it up and said with emotion: "It's not easy! Looking back, I think about it, I made a little mistake at the beginning. Old men may miss opportunities, tell me, is the old man a genius?"

"Fuck you, fuck your ancestors!" Fubo is like those ghosts now. Turning over and over in one sentence.

The ancestor of the Lin family still ignored him, and looked back at the gradually unfolding flower bones on the slope. smiled: "Hehe, there is still a little time." Let's move on. ”

Implication: You scold slowly, don't get tired

After the opening of the day was over, the ghost lingzhi needed to sleep and digest its gains, and with that trace of spirit, the ancestor of the Lin family could wake it up in an emergency. The ancestor of the Lin family, who turned back, took stock of the people and set out to solve a top priority: time.

In terms of human heads, this time the ghost Ganoderma lucidum absorbs one more than the last time, plus a Ganoderma lucidum junior, which proves that its food consumption will gradually increase. On the contrary, there are only two subordinates left by the Lin Ancestor's side, and the power of pulling the opportunity is only sixty percent, and the cultivation is about five points higher. Each time a subordinate dies, he will gain less traction power, but the reduction will be different, the success of the past life will be completely lost, and if he dies for other reasons, the reduction will be relatively low.

After taking stock, the ancestor of the Lin family has at most six opportunities to understand, and if he can't create his own opportunity after that, he is likely to lose his destiny because of this.

Not enough people is secondary, the ancestor of the Lin family can arrest people, or replace them with other creatures, the most important thing at the moment is that he doesn't have so much time.

Fifty years after the opening of the Blood Domain, most of the head and tail have passed, if the rules are still in effect, the ancestor of the Lin family will not be able to wait for twenty-eight years anyway.

How? Absolutely not!

Nearly thirty years have passed, and the ancestor of the Lin family has almost forgotten who he is, and his whole mind is focused on the great cause of achieving the messenger. For this purpose, he has given up his identity as a demon cultivator, turning the people around him into puppet-like existences one by one, which can be regarded as sacrificing everything.

"Alas!"

With a deep sigh, the Lin Clan Ancestor said, "Later, the old man learned that the so-called sacrifice had just begun, and compared to what he did later, those things before were not worth mentioning at all. ”

"Fuck you!" Fubo replied like a machine

When it comes to the rules, no matter how much wisdom the Lin Ancestor has, it is useless, so he can only summon again, asking for help from the Ancestor of the Clan, or a reward. He summed up his experience, talked more about hardships but did not complain, and asked but did not show discouragement, which can be said to be full of heart. For Nizu, the strength of the Lin Ancestor is not worth mentioning, but he has the heart of a strong man, so he can grasp the mind of Nizu. He understood that the more pitiful he was, the more useless he was, and that he could only be recognized by what he had done to prove himself.

Since then, the Lin Ancestor has prayed three times a day, never stopping. With his mission in mind, he wandered around preparing for a future that could or could be empty, and the content of his prayers was constantly renewed. Among them, the ghost lingzhi shared its breath, so that it was not disturbed by ghosts, and also made a contribution.

As time passed, the Lin Ancestor struggled with the feeling that the end was near, haunting, searching, and fighting in the darkness, his strength became stronger and stronger, his spirit became more and more exhausted but excited, his appearance gradually changed, his mind became more and more paranoid, and gradually, his mind began to blur, and the superfluous memories in his mind gradually faded, leaving only killing and instinct.

Only when there is prayer. The ancestor of the Lin family was able to calm down and occasionally let out a few sighs. The number of times is also decreasing. Later, he couldn't even remember who he was. He even forgot what he prayed for, and only knew how to do it.

As the deadline approached, the Lin Ancestor gradually felt the restlessness of the blood ding, and he suddenly became sober one day, and then realized that he was about to face an extremely terrible "life", if he still had.

"No!"

The Lin Ancestor howled to the sky, and his mournful voice echoed throughout the Demon Burial Cave, as if thousands of night owls were crying.

"The old man can't go back, the old man has no reason not to succeed, it's unfair. It's unfair!"

Even the ghosts did not want to hear the roar, nor could they even dare to hear it, and countless echoes sounded around the empty place, as if the earth was surging with pity. The ancestor of the Lin family cried and narrated, and talked about it for seven days and seven nights in one breath, telling the events that had happened in the past fifty years.

"Abandoning friends and forgetting their ancestors, betraying their ancestors and destroying their ancestors, I have given up everything, and weishenme will still be like this. weishenme？”

"Exhaustively, thinking and planning have never gone wrong, weishenme will still be like this, weishenme?"

"Do your best. Without a moment of rest day and night, weishenme will still be like this, weishenme?"

"I have found my way to death. I already understand the lead, but I don't have time to verify it. This is weishenme, weishenme?"

"Can I be blamed for this? How can I be blamed for this? This kind of rule is not fair. How can you blame me, how can you blame me!"

"weishenme doesn't respond?weishenme doesn't answer my words, weishenme?weishenme!"

“weishenme！”

The roar swept around the area, and not a single ghost could survive within a thousand miles, just as the Lin Ancestor was about to scold out of despair, and the response came.

"The dust is endless. ”

Endless dust?

The ancestor of the Lin clan froze, and after coming to his senses, he shouted without hesitation: "I can cut everything!"

A sigh came from the darkness, bringing the vicissitudes of eternity and majesty into the heart of the ancestor of the Lin family, making him completely cold.

"Cutting the dust edge, the clan, the ancestor, the relatives, the bloodline, and the body are all indispensable; ”

What followed was a spell, very simple and easy to comprehend, and the Lin Ancestor barely thought about it to understand the meaning, and his expression changed drastically.

The clan is the clan, the clan is the race, the ancestor is the ancestor, the relatives are relatives and friends, the body is oneself, and the bloodline refers to the generations of generations.

What is the seizure of creation? It is the seizure of the creation of all those who are related to oneself, including the descendants of the bloodline. By casting the spell passed down by the Ancestor and letting the Blood Ding pass on with the bloodline, the Ancestor of the Lin Clan would be able to transcend the rules and condense the luck of his children and grandchildren into himself. Since then, no one in the Lin clan will ever have a bloodline awakening, because everything they do is used to feed the blood tripod until it is completely extinct.

No, because he doesn't have it at all

"The Sansheng clan was born with the power of reincarnation, and as far as the old man knows, I am the only one left in the Demon Domain, in other words, only I can do it. ”

The ancestor of the Lin clan looked down at Fu Bo, his flesh and blood face jumped vigorously, and his voice was so calm that it made people tremble: "You come to comment and comment, is this considered the destiny of heaven." ”

Fu Bo rolled his eyes and grinned, but in the end he could only scold: "You old brute." ”

The ancestor of the Lin family nodded and said, "You're right, the old man is indeed a brute, but it's not. So I need to experience what it's like to be a beast, and not only that, but the old man also has to be a ghost, a shura, and a human until Zuihou becomes a true god. ”

After a pause, the old man of the Lin family raised his head and said with emotion: "The old man is a god, and God is all things, so he is also a beast." ”

Old Ghost Lin paved the way from the second volume, and this is about to come to an end. At this moment, Lin Lao Ghost sighed that God is a beast, and the old gun was also sighing, and he sighed that Duoduo.

There is more foreshadowing and less face, and the portrayal of Lin Laogui is not enough, well, this can't be helped, the pen is a problem.

This person and the Blood Dance is a condensation of what I understand as the cruelty of the cultivation realm. I can't make them even worse, of course, the misery of the blood dance is a little different from the misery of Old Ghost Lin, and everyone who has seen it knows it.

I'm going to start tomorrow.,After finishing this paragraph.,There's still a section of zuihou left in the sixth volume.;It's not easy to think about it.,Six volumes are written to three million words.,How can I live in the future.。

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(To be continued......)