"Sect Master has arrived!"

As soon as Liu Maung saw Han Lin, he immediately greeted everyone and sat around Han Lin on the main seat.

With the sound of the bells ringing and the sound of music, everyone present began to salute.

Han Lin had already gotten used to it, and his expression remained unchanged to bear everyone's etiquette.

He walked at the front, climbed the steps, sat upright, nodded, and slowly closed his eyes.

As far as he is concerned, coming to the sect to preside over it is just a matter of meaning. The disciples do everything else. He is too busy to have time for such trivial and mundane matters.

Han Lin, who was as immobile as a mountain, sat calmly, making everyone more in awe.

The higher the position, the greater the pressure, as if shrouded in mysterious smoke.

And as the good head gets along with the monster, he also loses his humanity and compassion more and more.

You must know that a demon is a demon. That's not a simple word. Even if it is a returning sister, in order to maintain her beauty, she has to feed the hearts and livers of beautiful women every day. And Han Lin, who cultivates all kinds of magic skills, needless to say.

As his cultivation increased and his knowledge increased, he also began to understand cause and effect.

I didn't understand what Li Xiao said in the Blood Trial before, most of the high-level monks were indifferent and didn't like to associate with others. One of the main reasons for this is that it involves cause and effect. If a monk wants to go further, he must try to avoid being contaminated with cause and effect.

Cause and effect are difficult to deal with, and a carelessness will nourish the demons in the heart.

Han Lin is also suffering from it now.

Is he a human or a demon in appearance?

What about the essence?

He said that he was human, but he didn't believe it himself.

said that it was a demon, but he couldn't look down on it.

Or is it caused by demons, cultivation exercises?

Or is it nature?

He himself is not clear and confused.

To demons, there is no difference between humans and animals. Just like cows and horses, it is normal to be eaten after being driven. The name is called in the United States, and it is to pay for the sins they have created in their previous lives. Being eaten by the noble demon clan is a dead life, and you can be reincarnated in the next life.

Being born to be a human being is a mistake in the country of ten thousand demons.

As he probed his divine sense a little bit, gradually surrounding the entire square, he suddenly noticed something unexpected, and a trace of doubt flashed on his face.

A sixteen-year-old boy, dressed in the blue clothes of a low-level disciple, was standing cramped in the crowd.

And around his neck, there was a necklace with the imprint of "Li Xiao's" spiritual power, which was extremely conspicuous in Han Lin's divine sense.

"Who is this man?"

He couldn't sense the fluctuations of spiritual power on the other party's body, and obviously hadn't opened his pulse yet, just a new disciple.

When the divine consciousness silently touched this chain, Han Lin's sitting body shook, as if he had been struck by lightning.

It was a long time before he came to his senses.

An idea that frightened and disbelieved him sprouted. This made Han Lin, who was in control of everything, extremely uncomfortable!

So, he silently transmitted the voice to Liu Maung, who was sitting on the side.

"By the way, why didn't you see Liu Qing's daughter Liu Mengli today?"

"Back to Master. You remember the dream. She has been dead for years. Maybe your old man has been in retreat all year round and doesn't know these little things......"

"Oh, what's going on, tell me!"

So the other party babbled and said.

When the news was confirmed, Han Lin couldn't believe that a person like him, who did all kinds of evil, had descendants by chance.

All of a sudden, Dao heart was shaken!

"Is this what fate is called?"

He didn't think that he would kill a woman at will for his own interests, and his heart didn't throb at all, but in the end, what he reaped was such an inextricable "evil fruit".

The blood is connected, surging and surging.

He's a demon.

A born devil.

It doesn't mean that he has no feelings.

Through his divine sense, he indifferently "looked" at this young man who looked seven or eight points like him when he was a child, and he had a lot of thoughts.

The other party stood inconspicuously in the crowd, and his helpless expression made him feel a little uncomfortable.

It is undeniable that even if it is a real devil, when he sees his "biological flesh and blood" or "descendants and descendants", he will have different feelings.

This is exactly what you drink, you peck, you have your own number of days.

You know, the grace of the saint will dry up in the fifth generation.

He, Han Lin, is a Jindan monk, and he is still alive in the world, and his brilliance is like the sun high above, where it shines, there is light.

He was also at the same age, a redtooth boy in the sect who was unknown and didn't dare to speak.

He always remembered. It was a year of war and chaos, and his mother fled for his life with the young man on his back. Who knew that the cover of the back was too tightly sealed, and he fainted alive. At that time, the old mother didn't know, and thought that he was stuffed to death, but she only knew that she cried vigorously. Later, the experienced old village chief saw that this baby was still angry and could live. found a bamboo, pried open his closed teeth, and artificial respiration and rice soup were used to revive him.

Inexplicably reminisced about the past.

Those dusty pasts.

And the person in front of him who is the same as himself, although he is the same thin, is much more handsome—after all, his mother is a beautiful beauty. Unlike her mother, she is just an illiterate country woman in the countryside.

In order for Han Lin to survive, she gave Li Changfeng as a slave and a maid, and was willing to be a medicine slave.

She just wanted Han Lin to live, even if it was as a lowly handyman, and she didn't go hungry for the rest of her life.

Her life, short and humble, was remembered by no one.

She hadn't even eaten beef, she hadn't worn silk.

The whole venue was still the same lively.

Everyone was immersed in the scene of the thriving development of the sect.

But Han Lin felt uncomfortable, felt out of place, and was lonely.

He suddenly had the idea to kill everyone in the square, to kill these people who were living comfortably with smiles on their faces. Why do they want to cultivate immortals and enjoy happiness, but their mother has to experience such a tragic fate.

All that these men have been rewarded to them by Him on high. It is like a hound in captivity, lowly and lowly, for his amusement.

If he can give, he can take away!

......

......

At the end of the conference, as soon as Liu Yixiao appeared at the door of the hall, several people surrounded him.

"Your house has been assigned to Qin Yan according to the rules. You'll have to spend time fixing ......."

The leader was Qin Yan, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a steady face. There is also his childhood sweetheart Ma Li standing next to him, although her appearance is ordinary, her figure is extremely hot, round and textured, even if she is through the robes.

There were many people on the other side, although he was very dissatisfied in his heart, Qin Yan naturally didn't dare to show anything, and he had to pretend to be happy, and he hugged his fists one by one to deal with it. Then, he turned his head and glanced at Qin Ning, who was standing on the rostrum, apologized to others, and slowly walked back to the foundation mound alone.