In the room with bright windows, the three people had different expressions.

The burly old man sitting on the bed had a pale face and a look of disdain on his face. The old man who smoked the dry smoke cloud covered with a fog look of reminiscence, as if he was deeply immersed in the green memories of his youth. The young man in white was embarrassed, raised the teapot, and poured tea for the old man opposite.

This old man Lin of the land immortal realm is born Lin Chonglian, and he is a person from Huiyue Prefecture.

More than a thousand years ago, Lin Chonglian, who was only in the realm of Jindan at that time, was still an inner disciple of Taihang Mountain in Huiyue Prefecture. Lin Chonglian, who is still quite talented, is also quite favored in the sect, and is included in the door wall by an elder.

Taihang Mountain is a first-class sect in Huiyue Prefecture, with many disciples. There are many mountains, and the conflicts and disputes between the various veins are also endless.

Lin Chongchuan is one of the victims of the sect's infighting.

It's really old-fashioned, and it's not so complicated. The disciples of another branch of the sect set up a plan, and in Lin Chonglian's experience of going down the mountain once, he made a bureau to invite you into the urn. Lin Chonglian acted bravely, and in order to save a girl who was captured by gangsters, he accidentally killed another fellow brother in a fierce battle.

Lin Chonglian, who rushed back to the sect to ask for guilt, was convicted of a major crime under the operation of the other two elders, and took advantage of his master's retreat to directly make a judgment to abolish his cultivation.

Lin Chonghuan realized it later, and also sensed the smell of conspiracy, so he naturally would not wait for death, so he injured the disciple of the torture hall and fled down the mountain.

And this scene is naturally also in the planning of the people behind the scenes, who want to put him on the charge of resisting the law and absconding. Lin Chonghuan naturally became an outcast of Taihang Mountain, and when his master broke through, he was powerless to return to the sky, and the only thing he could do was to stop the sect forces that were chasing him.

And the reason for this plot is precisely because he is so talented that he threatens the status of his peers. In order to ensure that he can be promoted to elder, of course, he must kick this biggest contender out of the game.

"Lao Lin, I don't know what kind of bullshit friendship you care about, if you change Lao Tzu, you would have already hit Taihang Mountain, and the group of villains and traitors back then screwed off their heads one by one. ”

Just when Zhuo Yuming wanted to say a word of relief, the grumpy Cheng Shuangshu couldn't help it, and scolded his friends with dissatisfaction.

Lin Laohan just swallowed the clouds and spit out the fog by himself, and didn't care about the grievances of his old friends.

As a result, Zhuo Yuming took a sip of the teacup handed over, and said with a smile: "It's all Chen sesame rotten grain, and I haven't taken it to heart for a long time." ”

"Back then, the master explained that even if you have a grudge, you don't have to fight yourself. Even if he becomes an outcast, the friendship of the sect still has to be remembered. ”

Putting down the teacup and putting the cigarette stick into his mouth again, the old man looked indifferent, as if he had already forgotten those old grievances.

"Hmph, they're all fake and rotten good people. After being treated like this, what kind of bullshit do you still want to talk about, you can be sentenced to the result of abolishing your cultivation back then? If you really want to talk about love, how did your master end up depressed?"

Cheng Shuangshu continued to speak coldly, for his old friend's good old man's temperament, he was sad and not angry with his misfortune.

Lin Chonglian glared at this old martial artist, the two had been friends for hundreds of years, and they had been fighting for many years since they knew what had happened to him. There was even a time when Cheng Shuangshu made an assertion and wanted to run to beat to death the person who designed to frame him, and finally Lin Chongshu stopped him at the foot of Taihang Mountain. For this old friend who has a hot temper, he has nothing to do.

"Uncle Lin, I plan to establish a sect in Fuyao Prefecture in about a hundred years, or you can come back and be an elder for me. If you are too lazy to manage the general affairs, you can also hang an offering title. ”

Zhuo Yuming didn't want Cheng Shuangshu to dwell on this past that made Lin Chonglian sad, so he picked up the topic.

Lin Chongchuan seemed to be surprised by Zhuo Yuming's words, glanced at him suspiciously and asked, "Why did you kid have the idea of starting a sect, I remember that you are not a loose cultivator." Establishing a sect is not a simple matter, exercises, magic weapons, and money are indispensable. ”

Zhuo Yuming smiled and said, "Don't worry, Uncle Lin, these are not problems. I came to Fuyao Prefecture for this purpose, and I have already planned it, but the site of the sect has not yet been finalized. ”

Between the words, Zhuo Yuming's divine consciousness sounded on Lin Chonglian's heart lake. It was Zhuo Yuming who informed him of his identity as the heir of the emperor.

Hearing Zhuo Yuming's divine sense, Rao is long-standing old-timers like Lin Chonglian were also shocked. He knew exactly what it meant to be a human emperor, and he didn't expect this young man to have such a blessed fate.

"Zhuo boy, this matter must be kept confidential and must not be publicized to the public. You are just in the realm of Dongxuan at the moment, and if someone really has bad intentions towards you, you may not be able to protect yourself. ”

Even if Cheng Shuangshu and himself have been an iron friendship for hundreds of years, but it involves the inheritance of the human emperor, and the matter is very high, Lin Chongshu is also communicating with Zhuo Yuming's divine sense.

"Don't worry, Uncle Lin. There aren't many people in a straight line. ”

Zhuo Yuming replied.

Cheng Shuangshu saw that the expressions of the two of them changed, but his lips and teeth did not move, and he knew that the two of them were transmitting sound in their divine sense. Originally, he was about to get angry and scold, but after thinking about it, it was probably related to the confidential matters of that kid's founding of the sect, after all, he met him for the first time, and he should be on guard. Cheng Shuangshu, who was suddenly in his heart, simply closed his eyes and recuperated, and let the two of them communicate with each other, ignoring them.

Sensing the expression and movement of this Jiupin martial artist, Zhuo Yuming's heart was transparent, and he immediately said, "How is it, Uncle Lin." If you don't think I'm a small family, I'll come back and hang a job to help the younger generation. With Uncle Lin and a land immortal in charge, the younger generation's sect can directly rank among the first-class level. ”

People who can live for one or two thousand years may not be too high in cultivation, but their skills in observing words and observing people's feelings and sophistication will not be too bad. Lin Chonglian, who had been observing his old fellow with his spare eyes, also nodded with a smile and said, "I have always felt that your kid is a promising one, since you have plans to establish a sect, it doesn't hurt for the old man to support you in the scene." However, I am used to idle clouds and wild cranes, and I can't manage those cumbersome sect things, so I can just hang up an idle post when the time comes. The old man doesn't want much to confess, just take this sip, and just collect some good tobacco leaves for me every year. Old horseman, aren't you also a lonely person, why don't you go with me to be a worship guest and give the juniors a strong façade. ”

Cheng Shuangshu suddenly opened his eyes and laughed: "Why not, our brothers are in the same mountain when they turn around, it's good." Boy, Lao Lin is a good smoker, and my Lao Cheng is a good wine. You don't need money, but you can't do without good wine. ”

Zhuo Yuming immediately smiled, and quickly took out several jars of wine from his arms and put them on the table.

There are two more earth immortal-level offerings, which is simply a person sitting at home, and the money falls from the sky.

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