After the end of the battle, Lin Tian walked towards Obsidian City, the young man's face began to age at an extremely fast speed, his beard grew on his chin, and his purple hair with a shawl turned a slightly whitish gray.

The subordinates of the Luo family in the Dashen Wangfu began to act nervously and busily under the arrangement of the head of the family, and when the morning sun broke the dawn the next morning, the Luo family was already empty.

Lin Tian's strong strength made it difficult for the head of the Luo family to sleep, and he always had a feeling of being accompanied by a tiger in this obsidian city, like a needle like a thorn, and it was difficult to feel at ease.

The Luo family moved as a whole, leaving Obsidian City and seeking another place for development.

Lin Hai's face was sad, his ancestors had cultivated him for decades, although he did not regret it, he always felt guilty in his heart.

Boss Wang of the restaurant opposite is also gradually getting older, he will stand on the street below the restaurant every day and look at the direction of the city gate, hoping that his son can come back to see him.

Another two years have passed, Lin Hai's injuries have long recovered, Lin Tian will take out a lot of jade and sell it, buy all the courtyards of all the residents in this area where the Lin family's mansion was originally located, and then hire craftsmen, intending to make the ruined Lin family's mansion reappear.

In the past two years, no one from the Middle Earth Lin clan has come to disturb this comfortable and ordinary life, Lin Hai gradually came out of the confusion of his state of mind, and accompanied by Lin Qing, he concentrated on the reconstruction and rise of the Lin family.

As for Lin Tian, he paints during the day as always, takes Xi'er's hand out shopping in the evening, and sits cross-legged in the courtyard at night.

Fifteen years later, on a snowy day, there was a slight knock on the door outside the courtyard, and then the door was slowly pushed open, and a young man in a gray robe with a beautiful face walked in.

"Grandpa Lin?" The young man couldn't help but light up when he saw Lin Tian in the courtyard.

"Oh, hehe, it's Xiao Fan, come back to see your father?" Looking up, Lin Tian recognized the identity of the young man at a glance.

"Yes, it took fifteen years for the abbot to allow me to come out. While saying with a smile, Wang Fan walked to Lin Tian's side, only to see that he was painting in the snow at the moment.

"Because of the rules of the Dou Sect of Buddhism, disciples of the Inner Sect are not allowed to go down the mountain if they do not have the cultivation above the Eight Heavens. The wolf in Lin Tian's hand paused for the slightest moment, and said with a smile.

The inner sect in the Dou Sect is different from the outer sect, and the rules of the inner sect are stricter.

At this time, a middle-aged couple walked in at the door of the courtyard, the middle-aged man was wearing a brocade robe, and he was holding a jar of wine in his hand, even though it was far away, Lin Tian could even smell the aroma of wine overflowing from the jar.

This middle-aged couple was Boss Wang's family across the street, and they respectfully addressed Lin Tian as Old Lin, and Boss Wang put the wine jar aside, obviously it was given to him.

"Hehe, since Xiaofan is here, let's have a meal together. ”

The wolf in his hand stopped writing, after a painting was finished, Lin Tian waved his hand, and the ink painting flew up and hung on the wall in the courtyard, and the entire courtyard was full of countless ink paintings.

Every painting here is infused with Lin Tian's cultivation and realm, and even these ink paintings are equivalent to ordinary inferior magic weapons.

In this snow, Xi'er quickly prepared some dishes and placed them on the wooden table used by Lin Tian for painting, and everyone sat down one after another, opening the jar of old wine that Boss Wang had brought.

Although the snow was heavy, but no one felt half of the cold, the wine entered the throat and penetrated the intestines, the heavy aroma of wine and the spicy fire were intertwined in the chest, Lin Tian drank the wine in the big bowl and said a good wine.

Life passed like this, Wang Fan stayed for about a month and then continued to go back to Buddhism Douzong to practice, and the next time he came back, I don't know how many years later.

Another ten years have passed, Xi'er has become an old woman, Lin Tian is also white, old eyes are cloudy, Lin Qing gave birth to a boy, named Lin Xing, which means that the revival of the Lin family is all pinned on this child.

The appearance of the Lin family's mansion is still the same as in the past, it was completely built according to the way it was before it was destroyed, and on this day, Lin Tian came to the hall and saw that the eldest brother Lin Hai and Lin Qing were teaching Xiao Lin Xing, who was only three years old.

There is something about Xi'er, Lin Hai already knows something, seeing the old appearance of the two of them, he and Lin Qing are also sorry in their hearts, feelings are so delicate, Lin Qing is very envious of Xi'er, after all, there is a man who thinks he is glorious and willing to accompany her to grow old alone.

"In the remaining five years, I plan to take Xi'er out for a walk, and in five years, I will probably go to the Lin Clan to settle the cause and effect of you and your sister-in-law. ”

Lin Tian said indifferently, and at the same time turned his hand and took out a crystal clear jade pendant, and hung it on Xiao Lin Xing's waist.

"You have to take care! Big brother is waiting for you to come back!" Lin Hai walked in front of Lin Tian, his resolute face was quite the demeanor of the head of the family, he was full of gratitude and deep affection for his younger brother.

"Big brother and sister-in-law, don't worry, let's say goodbye, there will be a period later. With an indifferent smile, Lin Tian took Xi'er's walk and turned around, and walked out of the hall slowly, his figure gradually moving away.

Ten years ago, he passed the abbot to inform the Lin clan that he would no longer care about Lin Hai and Lin Qing, and the condition was that he, Lin Tianhui, would go to the Lin clan in fifteen years.

Obviously, the Lin clan values Lin Tian's potential very much......

Passing through Huba City, Lin Tian and Xi'er saw the plaque on the door of the Luo family's mansion, more than ten years ago, the Luo family migrated, but they came here to gain a foothold, and the cultivation of the realm of the true self of the head of the family was enough to sweep the two families of iron and Wang except for the Huang family with a deep background.

Without stopping, Lin Tian and the others continued to move forward until they came to Cloud Curtain City.

Murong Nantian broke through the bottleneck of the realm of the true self, and his longevity increased further, and he could have a lifespan of hundreds of years.

At that time, Dongfang Jiechen became the next generation of the Dongfang family, and he reached the cultivation of the two heavens of the true self, and his talent was also excellent.

"Brother Tian, I don't want to leave you. ”

Five years later, in Nian Tianxuan, Xi'er hugged Lin Tian, her voice was a little hoarse, and her face, which was once peerless, was now in her twilight years.

"Don't worry, Brother Tian will protect you. Lin Tian comforted softly, thirty years had passed, and he could feel that the vitality in Xi'er's body was fading at an extremely fast speed, and it was already extremely weak at this moment.

"It's better not to see than to see...... But I still can't help but miss Brother Tian. Tears flowed from the corners of Xi'er's eyes, her face was full of wrinkles, she closed her eyes, let the tears fall, her body began to fade and dissipate, tears were her last real existence in this world.

Lin Tian hugged her tightly, he didn't know what to say at this moment, Xi'er's body was getting more and more blurred, and at the last moment, she suddenly opened her eyes and stared at him.

"In the past 30 years, it has been the happiest day for Xi'er......"

The words lingered in his ears, his body turned into ashes, floating in Lin Tian's hands, his heart seemed to be slammed by a heavy hammer, he was stunned there, holding Xi'er's faint soul with a gray halo in his hand, as if as long as the breeze blew, this weak soul would be blown away.

With a long sigh, Lin Tian sacrificed the blood lotus platform and kept Xi'er's soul in it, he stood up from the wooden chair, and walked out of Nian Tianxuan without looking back, two lines of tears dripping from the old face, leaving in this garden that was once full of memories.

When Murong Nantian's old figure came, everything was already over, he looked at Lin Tian's departing back, and suddenly burst into tears, parting was the most painful, and the years were the most ruthless......

In the Douzong Buddha Hall, Lin Tian sat cross-legged opposite the abbot, he restored the youthful appearance of the deity, thirty years of dull years, his heart is more ancient and waveless, as calm as the sea of heaven and earth.

"Are you really going to the Lin Clan?" said Abbot Wu suddenly.

"Since you agreed at the beginning, how can you not believe your words?" Lin Tian's face was expressionless, whether it was a blessing or a curse to go to the Lin Clan, everything was unknown.

"Hehe, you're still as fearless as you were back then. The abbot couldn't help but smile and said.

"The years are unforgiving, but I am still me, and there is still a long way to go. Lin Tian smiled bitterly, the more he walked forward on the path of cultivation, the more he felt that this road seemed to have no end.

"Amitabha, take care...... hands clasped together, and the abbot did not persuade anything.

"Take care, Master. Lin Tian nodded, then stood up and turned around, leaving without looking back.

Xiao Fan once said that after reaching the Nine Heavens of Nirvana, he could reshape Xi'er's body, so reaching the Nine Heavens of Nirvana would become Lin Tian's first goal of cultivation in the future, and at the same time, if he had the opportunity, he would also go to the Heavenly Fire Sword Sect to collect Luo Yunxue's head, and recapture the small world left by the Ancestral Buddha.

The road is long, and I will go up and down to seek......

At the twilight sunset, the mountains were like the sea, and the remnant sun was like blood, Lin Tian went straight north, heading to the vast Middle Earth boundary.