At the beginning, Lin Tian's heart was full of murderous intent, he originally planned to wash the Luo family in blood, so that the bloodline of the Luo family would completely disappear in this heaven and earth.

However, in the end, he still couldn't do it, those children, and the baby in swaddling clothes, what a fresh life, so fragile, he was ruthless to the enemy, and he couldn't kill this ethereal child after all.

At this moment, almost everyone in Obsidian City knew about his return from Lin Tian, and when he walked out of the Dashen Palace, the crowd of onlookers who had come to watch and join in the excitement fled one after another, no one dared to stay here, in case Lin Tian went crazy, everyone might die.

In the hearts of these people, Lin Tian is still the Shura who seems to have come out of hell, his hands are full of blood and crimes.

But who knows, in fact, he is not such a ruthless and ruthless person, it is the years that have changed all this, and it is the cruelty and reality of the cultivation world that has made him change from a silent teenager of sixteen years old to a murderous young man of eighteen years old now.

It's a growth, helpless and bumpy journey.

In two years, an ordinary person who has never cultivated at half a point has reached the current Sixfold Heaven, and the brilliance of the world-shattering genius is dazzling, but who knows the loneliness in Lin Tian's heart.

Having gained strength and lost his father, who cared for him, he Lin Tian would rather not have all this.

His heart was full of endless remorse, he regretted why he left Obsidian City in the first place, if he didn't leave, maybe he could resist Luo Yunxue, Lin Tian didn't resent the enlightened monk who took him away, he hated himself, even if he came back earlier, it was okay......

Walking out of the obsidian city with a blank look, Lin Tian went straight to a barren mountain outside the city, and walked on the mountain path full of barren grass, and he came to a tombstone halfway up the mountain.

He had been here from the age of six to sixteen for ten years, but since leaving Obsidian, he hadn't been there for two years in a row.

The tombstone was engraved with the inscription engraved by the deceased's relatives, Lin Tian walked forward slowly, stretched out his hand and stroked the cold tombstone, there was no dust on it, and there were no fallen leaves and weeds around, obviously someone would often come to clean it.

There was a heavy mist in his eyes, Lin Tian wanted to hold back, but after all, he still couldn't do that kind of ruthlessness that was empty, tears fell and dripped on the grass in front of the tombstone.

"Mother, children are not filial!" kneeling down with heavy knees, Lin Tian kowtowed painfully, his forehead touched the ground, making a dull sound, he whined and cried like a child, endless sadness lingered in his heart, the pain was like a needle.

The tomb of his beloved wife Wan'er, the final payment is Lin Wei, this is the burial place of Lin Tian's biological mother, for more than ten years, in addition to Lin Tian, his father Lin Wei will often come here to clean the tombstone for his deceased lover.

"Mother, I hurt my father and everyone in the Lin family, and the child is heinous. Raising his tearful face, Lin Tian looked at the tombstone, his heart full of remorse.

Lin Tian knew that his father Lin Wei's lifelong wish was that if he was old one day, he would be able to be buried with her beloved wife Wan'er at the end.

However, now that his father's bones are gone, he can't even fulfill his father's only wish.

The pain of losing his loved ones, Lin Tian felt as if his heart was dying with it, but he was not a person who would look for short-sightedness, he still had revenge, and there was a longer way to go in the future.

Gentle footsteps came from behind him, Lin Tian slowly turned his head, a monk's robe and robe came into his eyes, and the monk came to him with his hands folded and a sad face.

"Amitabha, Lord Lin Shi mourns. At this moment, the enlightened monk is no longer the old and unorthodox he once was, he understands Lin Tian's grief, joking at this time, it is indeed not the time.

Waving his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, Lin Tian would not show the only fragile side of his heart in front of outsiders, seeing Monk Wu, he was not half surprised, his face turned cold, and he said indifferently: "Didn't you say that Luo Yunxue was going to retreat for three years? Why did she destroy my three major families before the time came?"

Although he was not resentful, Lin Tian was still a little difficult to let go, if it weren't for the fact that the monk told him the news of Luo Yunxue's retreat like a ticket at the beginning, he would not have come back when the time was about the same, and he didn't catch up with the opportunity to protect the Lin family.

"It's the poor monk's fault, the sect master of the Aoki Sword Sect gave Luo Yunxue a Yimu Spirit Pill, so that she could condense her qi in a short period of time, break through to the True Self One Heaven, and get out of the customs ahead of schedule. ”

There was a deep chagrin on his face, as a monk, he admitted that he had single-handedly contributed to today's tragedy, he felt very guilty about Lin Tian, and came here to repent with a sense of guilt.

"I don't blame you. Lin Tian stood up, he understood that Monk Wu was not trying to harm himself, a Nirvana-level monk did not need to play this kind of scheming on himself at all, Monk Wu was unintentional.

"But the poor monk blames myself. With his hands folded, the enlightened monk walked to Lin Tian's mother's tombstone and sat cross-legged, chanting Buddhist scriptures in a low voice, as if to repent of his sins.

"I'm going to let Luo Yunxue pay for his blood debt, you won't stop me again this time, right?" Looking at Monk Wu's actions, Lin Tian said indifferently.

"Amitabha, the poor monk will not intervene in the world's grievances and hatreds, as long as you don't kill innocents indiscriminately, why should the poor monk stop you? You didn't kill those old and young women and children of the Luo family, which is enough to prove that you are not corrupted by demonic thoughts, you are a sentient person. ”

"I really want to kill those people, maybe I should be more ruthless. ”

"When is the time for retribution, I hope you can let go, Amitabha, good and good......"

Hearing this, Lin Tian couldn't help but sneer, "Do you think I can let go?" The hatred of the Lin family must be repaid with blood!"

As he spoke, Lin Tian flicked his sleeve robe and strode away, Luo Yunxue has now returned to the Aoki Sword Sect, he will ascend the mountain gate of the Sword Sect, he wants everyone to know that anyone who moves everything that Lin Tian wants to protect will have to pay a heavy price!

After reciting a Buddhist scripture, the enlightened monk slowly got up, and looked back, Lin Tian's figure had disappeared into the distance, and he didn't stop Lin Tian, because he could feel the hatred in Lin Tian's heart.

"I will recite the Sutra of Death in Obsidian City for the souls of the three great families who have died, and I hope you can return safe and sound, Amitabha Buddha ......"

The enlightened monk clasped his hands together, then paced down the barren mountain and walked towards Obsidian City.

There are thousands of miles from Obsidian City to the Aoki Sword Sect, and the Aoki Mountain, where the Sword Sect is located, is located on the edge of the southern and eastern boundaries.

The cultivation method of the Aoki Sword Sect is inherited from the monks of the Eastern Realm, just like the monks in the green robe encountered in the palace, and their cultivation is the unique sword technique of the monks of the Eastern Realm.

The outline of the obsidian city wall behind him gradually blurred, and Lin Tian walked farther and farther, a hazy drizzle dripping from the sky, and dull rolling thunder echoed in the sky.

In Lin Tian's heart, there was only sadness.

"Hope, this time I need to borrow your power. Looking up at the sky and letting the drizzle fall on his face, Lin Tian felt that in this way, he would not feel tears or heartache.

The sleeping watchman on the blood lotus platform in the dantian qi sea did not have any response, but the feeling of the blood fusion was still there, and the watchman seemed to be able to feel his sadness as well, and he could also borrow the power of watch, although it was not as powerful as it was in the battle dragon mound at the beginning, it was enough to fight against the Aoki Sword Sect.

The Aoki Sword Sect does not have a powerful cultivator of the Nirvana level, the strongest sect master, and it is rumored that he is a master of the True Self Seven Heavens Realm.

On the way to Aoki Mountain, Lin Tian also did not forget to practice for a moment, the alchemy pill in his hand was exhausted by him, and his cultivation was still like a rock in the Sixth Heaven, which was still far from the Seventh Heaven.

The power required for the cultivation of the Ninety-Nine Unification Method is too terrifying, the higher the cultivation, the more power is required to break through, all these cultivation resources are fundamental, and he Lin Tian needs to fight for and snatch it himself.

In the southern realm, the power of Buddhism is deep-rooted, but it is not only Buddhism, many small sects occupy some mountains with spiritual veins, and have become a holy place for cultivation in the minds of some disciples of the family.

In the vast cultivation system of the entire cultivation world, the family is the place where the lowest level of cultivators gather, and above it are the sects and powerful races, and their strength is even higher.

Three days later, Lin Tian entered the sphere of influence of the Aoki Sword Sect and stopped in a city called Aoki Castle, which was named after the Aoki Sword Sect and was obviously one of the important strongholds of the Sword Sect.

On this day, the majestic rain replaced the hazy drizzle, the sky and the earth were dark, the thunder was hideous and terrifying, and the streets of Aoki Castle were rarely lined with pedestrians, all of whom walked with umbrellas.

In Aoki City, the most powerful family is the Li family, the founder of its family head is an elder of the True Self Realm of the Aoki Sword Sect, and the current head of the family is also a master of the True Self Dual Heaven Realm.

The guards of the Li family hung steel knives on their waists, and the dutiful guards were in front of the gate of the mansion, but their vision was blocked in the heavy rain, and the guards saw a vague figure without an umbrella, walking towards the Li family's mansion.

"What kind of person!?The Li family's mansion must not be messed ......" The guard snorted coldly, the last word of the words was stuck in his throat, a puddle of blood appeared from his neck, his eyes were still wide and he fell to the ground, and blood gushed out of the wound on his neck.

Almost at the same time, a magic knife slashed through, and the rest of the guards didn't even have time to react, their heads flew up, blood gushed out, staining the open space in front of the Li family's mansion red.

Holding a blood-dripping magic knife in his hand, Lin Tian stepped over the threshold and walked into the Li family's mansion with an expressionless face, his body exuded a cold killing intent, the hatred of the Aoki Sword Sect, the Li family in Aoki City, but it was just the beginning......