This woman is unpredictable, she has always entertained people with sex, and she is proud of her beauty, so she uses this beauty to make men crazy, and this woman's practice is also very weird, making her charming, and between a smile and a smile, it seems to be seducing others.

When people look at her, an unspeakable desire rises from their hearts, and even a calm man will not be able to control it.

For this kind of woman, Han Lin has always had a respectful attitude, he doesn't want to become a knife in the hands of others.

Han Lin frowned, holding the incense wax in his hand, and walked quickly to the other end.

Han Lin used the spiritual power in his body, and with a movement of his mind, a flame appeared in his palm, and with the help of the flame, he lit the incense candle in his hand and bowed to the spirit card in front of him.

"The position of the seventh generation ancestor of the Lingyue Sect, Jiang Chongzi. ”

Han Lin looked at the big characters on the spirit card, bowed respectfully, put the nine incense sticks in a group of three, inserted them in the incense burner in front of the spirit card, and inserted a pair of candles, and finally bowed down quite respectfully.

Although Han Lin didn't like Qing Song, he had always been a person with clear grievances, and the predecessors of this Lingyue Sect had nothing to do with him, plus he had already been an ancient, so he could naturally afford his three bows.

What's more, this spirit card is engraved with the seven generations of ancestors of the Lingyue Sect, who is a supreme power who cultivates to the world, and a master in the infancy stage.

In the ancestral hall of the Lingyue Sect, only those who have cultivated to the realm of Yuanying and have made great contributions to the Lingyue Sect can be called the ancestors.

The seventh generation ancestor Jiang Chongzi is the closest ancestor to Han Lin's era, who died of internal injuries four hundred years ago, and was at the peak of cultivation in the early days of Yuan Ying.

"The position of the five generations of Lingyue Sect's ancestor Zhengyang. ”

Han Lin frowned, although he didn't say anything, but there was a trace of doubt in his heart, but he still lit nine incense sticks and a pair of wax as usual, and respectfully bowed three times, and then walked forward.

"The four generations of the ancestors of the Lingyue Sect are in the position of Zhaoyun. ”

"The position of Zhao Muchun, the ancestor of the three generations of Lingyue Sect. ”

"Senior Sister Du?"

After Han Lin bowed and got up, he suddenly found that Du Xiaomei came to his side at some point, holding incense and candles in her hands, calmly and calmly, worshipping one by one.

Han Lin screamed softly, and immediately realized that he was now arrogant, and he immediately lowered his head, pretending to worship the third-generation ancestor Zhao Muchun.

Du Xiaomei was holding incense in her hand, and when she was about to insert it, she heard Han Lin's voice, her ancient eyes suddenly had a trace of waves, and she glanced at the man next to her who looked quite vicious suspiciously.

Why did she feel so familiar with this voice, as if she had heard it somewhere before. The appearance of a person suddenly rose in Du Xiaomei's mind, but that person had obviously only entered the Lingyue Sect for a long time, and it was impossible for him to have the cultivation of the sixth level of qi cultivation so quickly.

When she was puzzled in her heart, she didn't say much, and after silently saluting the spirit card in front of her, she staggered past Han Lin.

Although Han Lin was a little uneasy, he didn't make any other moves, he just turned around and glanced at Du Xiaomei, then resolutely turned his head and walked forward.

He is arrogant at the moment, not Han Lin, and Du Xiaomei has almost no intersection at all, and it is already polite to shout senior sister respectfully.

"The second generation of the Lingyue Sect's ancestors have no souls. ”

"The position of the ancestor of the Lingyue Sect, Chi Lingzi. ”

Finally, in front of the last Ancestor Spirit Card, the Lingyue Sect opened the Ancestor Chi Lingzi. Han Lin looked at this huge portrait, the portrait was already a little old, as if it had been baptized by the years, and many thoughts suddenly rose in Han Lin's heart.

He sighed softly,

"Even if it is a peerless power like Chi Lingzi, the peak of the Yuan Infant, the half-step desire to transform into the Dao, and the cultivation of the Heavenly Wheel, after thousands of years, it still turns into a pinch of loess, even if so many people remember, what is the use?"

"Cultivation, only by improving one's cultivation can one avoid becoming a white bone, and only then will you not suddenly die on the way to cultivation. ”

Han Lin's eyes were blazing, and he secretly vowed in his heart that he would become a supreme power in the future and truly control his own destiny.

"But the seven ancestors, why are there only six spirit cards, and where did one spirit card go?"

Han Linren looked over and over again, but he couldn't find the spirit card of the sixth generation ancestor, he asked suspiciously.

Starting from the spirit cards of the seven generations of ancestors, in front of the portrait of Chi Lingzi, there were only a handful of things placed, Han Lin swept his eyes, and in an instant, he took these things into his eyes, but these were not the spirit cards of the six generations of ancestors.

"The sixth generation ancestor of the Lingyue Sect is called Nanming. ”

Suddenly, a voice of vicissitudes sounded from the void, the voice was low, as if it had been carved by wind and rain, and the years had changed, and it was full of a lifeless atmosphere.

Then, the space distorted and deformed, and the figure of an old woman walked out of the space. The old woman was dressed in coarse linen clothes, her face was furrowed, wrinkled, and her white hair was messy, but she had an indescribable temperament.

This old woman was full of life, her eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, and she was completely lifeless, which made people feel cold at a glance, and an emotion called fear rose in her heart.

Han Lin subconsciously tensed his nerves, operating the spiritual power in his body, and at the same time looked in the direction of Ziyun, only to find that Ziyun was pouring incense on those spirit cards with a solemn face at the moment.

The other disciples were also as if they were nothing, concentrating on worshipping these ancestors of the Lingyue Sect, as if they had no idea what was happening here.

Apart from......

Du Xiaomei.

Du Xiaomei also seemed to hear the old woman's words, her eyes showed doubt, she moved her lotus step lightly, and walked in the direction of Han Lin and the old woman.

Han Lin also realized at this moment that this old woman should be a certain senior of the Lingyue Sect, guarding here, otherwise how could she hide in this ancestral hall.

Moreover, this old woman's cultivation is definitely not low, after all, at such a close distance, with the cultivation of the Ziyun True Person's Jindan Period, he has not been able to discover the existence of the old woman, and he has not even noticed the abnormal look on Han Lin's face.

"Nanming ......"

The old woman muttered, and suddenly there was a glimmer of light in her eyes, as if she didn't notice Han Lin and Du Xiaomei at all, as if she was talking to herself.

There was a lot of nostalgia in her tone, a lot of nostalgia......

"Senior Brother Nanming was a genius who was difficult to produce in the Lingyue Sect for thousands of years. When he was born, a strange beast came from outside the sky and hissed nine times in the air. Its voice is clear and earth-shattering. ”

Later, when he was three years old, he was accepted as an apprentice by the then head of the Lingyue Sect and brought back to Lingyue Peak. ”

Since then, the brilliant life of Senior Brother Nanming has begun. ”

"He cultivated at the age of three, entered the foundation at the age of twenty-five, and entered the Jindan within a hundred years. ”

"Even in the entire Jiang Guo Cultivation Realm, there has never been such an existence. At that time, the whole Lingyue Sect thought that he was the hope of reviving the Lingyue Sect, and he would definitely be able to turn into a Dao and achieve the Heavenly Wheel in the future. ”

"Therefore, even if Nanming has not yet entered the Yuan Infant Realm, he has been appointed as a young master, and he can take over the Lingyue Sect in the future. ”

"Nan Ming is a person, with vertical and horizontal talents, and the jade tree is in the wind, and people feel very cordial between words and deeds, and in the Lingyue Sect at that time, its prestige has even surpassed that of the head. ”

"If this situation continues, Nanming will be a generation of power, but the sky will not fulfill people's wishes. ”

"Eight hundred years ago, the head of the previous generation of Lingyue Sect passed away, and at that time, the other three major sects saw that Lingyue Sect was weak, so they entangled seven Yuanying powers to besiege Lingyue Sect. ”

"At that time, the Lingyue Sect had no Yuan Baby, and when he saw that the situation was critical and he was about to destroy the sect, Senior Brother Nanming stood with a sword and stood in front of the mountain gate. ”

"With the peak of Jindan, the cultivation of the half-step Yuan Infant, exhausted his mental strength, killed all the Yuan Infants who came to attack, and formed a formation with their essence and blood with the Yuan Infant to protect the Lingyue Sect from the invasion of foreign enemies. ”

"It's just that although Nanming is a genius, he is only a golden pill after all, and after this battle, he was also greatly injured, and he returned the next day. ”

Therefore, Lingyue Sect recognized him as the sixth generation of ancestors, and molded a spirit tablet for him in this ancestral hall. ”

"It's just that in the past two hundred years, the Lingyue Sect has been friendly with several other sects, so in order not to affect the friendship of several sects, the spirit card of Senior Brother Nanming has been removed. ”

The old woman said, suddenly sighed, and when the old man was in tears, she took out a spirit card from her body. Han Lin fixed his eyes and only saw a few big characters on the spirit card,

"The position of the late Lingyue Sect's sixth-generation ancestor Nanming. ”