Chapter 49: The Altar
A young man stood behind him, dressed in a brocade robe and a jade pendant hanging from his waist, showing the spirit of aristocratism.
"You are" Lin Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, he was sure that it was the first time he had seen this person, and his keen divine sense sensed an extremely dangerous aura. Although the other party was laughing, it made him extremely uncomfortable. It was as if something else was hidden behind that smile.
It is an inexplicable intuition, and the soul conveys unusual fluctuations.
"Yang Xiu. The young man's eyes were bent into a crescent moon, and his gentle and elegant appearance made many simple and scheming Jinwu people feel very cordial.
Lin Fan nodded slightly and didn't say anything. He had always trusted his instincts, and perhaps in the past year of the Golden Crow Clan, he had rejected such a sudden stranger from the bottom of his heart.
"Lin Fan" Manling was a little dissatisfied. They were a race of people who were enthusiastic about their friends, and Lin Fan's cold expression made them feel rude.
Yang Xiu chuckled: "Lin Fan and I have never met, if he is very enthusiastic, I will be a little overwhelmed." ”
I have to say that this person has worked his lips, and in just a few words, he not only resolved the embarrassment, but also preached his mind to the fullest, if he changed someone, he might have a good impression of him immediately.
However, he would never judge Lin Fan's character and what he thought in such a short period of time, maybe his set of things would be invincible to ordinary people.
"I am also very similar to Brother Lin Fan, both of them were rescued by everyone when their lives were dying, otherwise I, Yang Xiu, would have died a long time ago. ”
Hearing this, Lin Fan rolled his eyelids, but he didn't say much.
Yang Xiu pretended to pat Lin Fan's shoulder affectionately, and said: "The kindness of the clansmen has always been remembered in my heart, I don't want to meet a young hero like Lin Fan's brothers today, it's really an unexpected gain, maybe this is the so-called fate." ”
"Maybe. Lin Fan was extremely cold. "Patriarch Grandpa, I'm tired, let's rest first. After saying that, he turned around and left, leaving a group of people standing in place stunned, a little confused.
"You've worked hard. A doting expression appeared on Jin Teng's face. At the same time, his thoughts were also turning, Lin Fan's performance today was too unusual to be incomprehensible.
Lin Fan's 'impoliteness' caused the place to fall into an embarrassing atmosphere for a while, and the Jin Teng patriarch hurriedly stood up to play a round and beckoned everyone back to the house.
After the people dispersed, Yang Xiu stood alone in the wind and snow, his slender fingers caressing his chin, and said in a low voice: "Lin Fan, such a familiar name, it seems that I have heard it somewhere." ”
A guard whispered: "Young Master, have you forgotten that a year ago, the young man who was rumored to be carrying the Nine Monuments Ancient Law was also named Lin Fan, who stirred up the Nanban Heavenly Blood Holy Land into a mess of porridge?"
"That's right. Yang Xiu's eyes lit up, his voice trembled slightly, and he said, "Ah San, do you say that this Lin Fan will be that person?"
"It's hard to determine. ”
"I heard that he fell into the devil because of his red face, and he burst out with unparalleled power. ”
"According to rumors, it should be. ”
Yang Xiu said: "This kid is very vigilant, and he didn't get anything of value from the conversation with him just now, it seems that even if it's not the same person, this guy is definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp." ”
"Young master, do you need to report this matter to the head of the family?"
Yang Xiu waved his hand, glanced at him coldly, and said, "No, it's still uncertain." And don't forget my purpose this time, don't make extraneous things happen to me for the time being. ”
Ah San was terrified: "The subordinates know their mistakes." ”
"But give it a try. See who this kid is, preferably not for the same purpose as me. ”
The coldness on Yang Xiu's face flickered, and he once again regained his previous affinity, but the cold in the air became heavier.
After the night, the snow was still pouring down, and there was no intention of stopping. Lin Fan stood alone on a dirt slope not far from the Jinwu tribe for a full hour, he was as motionless as a rock.
The snow had reached his calves, and he didn't seem to notice it, his eyes fixed on a strand of hair in his palm.
Heaven and earth are boundless, desolate, Lin Fan's black outfit is so obvious on the white earth, but from a distance, it seems to be blended together, and the lonely sadness seems to sigh even for the heavens, making the snow even more numerous. It's like a rain of white flowers flying, showing poignancy.
Suddenly, Lin Fan's body trembled slightly, and there was a faint sound of footsteps behind him, and when he looked back, Yang Xiu walked towards him with a smile on his face.
"Brother Lin Fan is so Yaxing. ”
"Is there something wrong?" Lin Fan really didn't like this person, and felt very hypocritical.
"Alas" Yang Xiu sighed, looked up at the sky and said, "I wonder if I can succeed this time?"
"What do you mean?" Lin Fan frowned.
"It is rumored that there is an altar in this forest, and I wonder if it can summon the spirits of the ancestors. Yang Xiu said to himself, observing Lin Fan's expression.
Sure enough, Lin Fan's footsteps paused without a trace, and he said suspiciously: "Holy altar?"
Yang Xiu nodded and affirmed, "This forest of death has existed since ancient times, and it hides too many secrets. The altar was built by ancient sages to facilitate communication between heaven and earth, whether it is a lonely soul or a wild ghost wandering in the world or an immortal soul trapped in reincarnation, the altar can be accurately found. ”
"However, opening the altar requires a huge amount of spiritual power, and it is by no means something that can be compensated by manpower. I came this time to use an ancestral artifact of the Jinwu clan, but I don't know if it has been passed down after these endless years. ”
"Good luck. Lin Fan said calmly, and then left without looking back.
Leaving Yang Xiu with a stunned face, seeing Lin Fan's indifferent appearance, he was also a little suspicious. And Yang Xiu didn't notice that Lin Fan was the slightest bit excited, and he didn't even have the slightest disorder in his spiritual power.
"Altar!"
Lin Fan, who had closed himself in the room, roared excitedly, unable to control himself.
"Yun Ling, they said that you entered the reincarnation, and said that you would come back"
"No matter what method is used, I will definitely find you, and I will never let you suffer any harm again"
Thinking of the scene where Yun Lingxiang died, Lin Fan's heart was extremely painful, this was the most guilty thing he felt, he couldn't forgive himself, and at the same time, he had an incomparable desire for great strength.
In the world of cultivators, only with strength can they control their own destiny, and strength is the king.
In the following three days, Lin Fan stayed in the room adjacent to Jin Teng's room, the Jin Crow Clan used to be the Demon Beast Royal Court, and now although it has declined, there are still some things that have been passed down in the form of ancient books, although they have long been incomplete, but they are still of great use to him.
"Found it, the altar is indeed real. "The altar is recorded in an ancient book with yellowed pages.
There was a pattern attached to it, which was already very vague, but a rough outline could be distinguished, it was an altar-like object, with sketches on it, and a flying dragon with a pen, full of incomprehensible words and lines, and at the same time there seemed to be numerous lines on the surface.
"The altar, created by the sages of the human race, created by the Heaven and Earth, and communicated with the Divine Domain, is also the guarantee of the mainland, and the mystery is endless. The way to open finds the one that exists on the continent."
"This" Lin Fan was speechless after turning the next page, black lines appeared above his head, and he forcibly resisted the urge to tear the book to pieces.
There were few words of the altar in this ancient book, and the pages behind it were gone, and there were obvious signs of tearing, which made him angry for a while, and this kind of unappetizing thing was really uncomfortable.
Lin Fan muttered to himself: "It seems that I still have to ask the patriarch grandfather." ”
Sighing slightly, he knew very well in his heart that Yang Xiu might not be at ease in front of him, but he should be telling the truth, maybe there are really ancestors in the Jinwu clan who open the altar.
It's just that this time I'm afraid I'm going to have to be honest, although he hasn't wanted others to know where he came from. Or that he has never wanted to face what was before, and in this year, he feels that he has been reborn again, except for his gray hair, both emotionally and internally have undergone earth-shaking changes.
fell from the altar, three years of cynicism, suffered from unjustified disasters, and died for it. For more than ten years, I really lived in the dark.
Bringing up the dusty past is undoubtedly revealing his wounds again, and the scenes of the past seem to be bloody again, and he once again deeply feels the pain and pain in it, which is really torture for him.
"I don't want to face it, but I can sacrifice everything for you. Yun Ling, wait for me. Lin Fan's hand grasped it tighter, his white hair was windless, and the books in the room rattled, and faintly, there seemed to be a wisp of mist floating from his heavenly spirit cover.
Stepping on the wind and snow, leaving firm footprints on the ground, he walked towards Jin Teng's room.
It seems that because of a kind of responsibility, the emaciated back has become taller at this moment.