In the pit several feet deep, Lin Fan's eyes were full of stars, and his body condensed by his divine consciousness was a little curled, and a huge pain that pierced his heart came from his eyes.

He struggled to crawl out of the ground, staring at Lin Luochen who was chuckling lightly with a panda-like eye.

Lao Tzu beats his son, it is natural and righteous, is it natural for Lao Tzu to leave his young son and cheat to death?

Lin Luochen looked at Lin Fan, who was holding his neck and looking at him with resentment, with an embarrassed smile on his cheeks.

He ignored Lin Fan, but pointed to the one hundred and ten graves around him with his hand and said softly: "Do you know where this is, and who are these graves, do you want to know why your father cheated to death and why he buried himself in this tomb?"

Father and son met, there was no imaginary excitement, Lin Fan was silent in the face of Lin Luochen's question, his heart was also full of curiosity, and the doubts in his heart hoped to be answered.

Lin Luochen came to Lin Fan's side, patted him on the shoulder with his hand, pointed to the dusty ground, and sat down without hesitation.

Lin Fan also sat cross-legged on the ground without care, and the resentful gaze in his eyes somewhat dissipated.

This little change made Lin Luochen's face overjoyed, after all, he was full of guilt in Lin Fan's heart.

Looking at Lin Fan taking off his immature cheeks, Lin Luochen sighed and said: "My original intention was to hope that you could spend your life in peace like a mortal, I never thought that you would be so outstanding, break through the thorns, and become the senior brother of my sword sect in this generation, since the will of heaven is like this, let you and my father and son walk together and go to the top of the peak to see the style."

Looking at Lin Luochen with a glorious face, Lin Fan just grinned with difficulty, and it seemed that his eyes were bruised by an old punch that brought him a lot of pain.

In Lin Fan's straight gaze, Lin Luochen's eyelids drooped, and he said: "Don't look at me with such pitiful eyes, now you Lao Tzu and I are even more down-to-earth than you, there is no benefit to you!"

As he spoke, he flipped his gray robe into the appearance of nothing.

With a soft sound, a delicate storage bag fell in front of the two of them, the bag was extremely round, and when it landed, there was a sound of spirit stones hitting it.

Lin Luochen's face remained unchanged, he picked up the storage bag on the ground, stuffed it into his arms, and said tactfully: "This storage bag is your mother's dowry, why do you still want to get involved?"

Lin Fan replied disdainfully: "Even if it is my mother's dowry, how dare I be delusional, but I don't know who my mother is and whether she is okay now?"

Lin Luochen nodded with a smile and said: "Yes, I still know that I care about my mother, but there are some things, and now that you don't know, I will only tell you about her affairs in the future."

Lin Luochen waved his sleeves and stopped the topic, but several crystal clear top-grade spirit stones were thrown out of his long sleeves.

Looking at the spirit stones with a compelling aura, his face sank, and he hurriedly grabbed it in the air, sighing in his mouth.

"It's not easy to practice now, why don't I have to leave some resources for my juniors, when you have a son, this is my gift as a grandfather!"

Lin Fan's cheeks twitched at this time, and the buckteeth at the corners of his mouth almost protruded out of his lips.

His father has such a personality, and he looks like a miser.

Lin Luochen calmly put the spirit stone back into his sleeve, his face suddenly changed, and he said to Lin Fan in a solemn tone: "My surname Lin is in the Sword Gate, and I have been guarding the Demon Cave for generations, ten thousand years ago, the ancestor of the Sword Gate suppressed an ancient demon who cultivated to the sky in the Immortal Mountain, and my Lin clan has been passed down from generation to generation, guarding the ancient demons, but the ancestors from generation to generation have been contaminated with the cruelty of the ancient demons and become an immortal existence like the demon clan, but the price is that it can only survive as a demon without humanity."

Lin Luochen's eyes were a little dim, and Changxu said in one breath: "In order to protect the immortality of the divine consciousness, the ancestors of my Lin clan were afraid of becoming a demon who knew how to kill, and when they could not resist the cruelty of the ancient demons, they sealed their bodies in the tomb, and forcibly separated their divine consciousness, becoming the wick in the soul-nourishing lamp, hoping that one day they could become a new person."

Lin Luochen's words made Lin Fan's heart tremble, and he looked at the light of the light with great horror in his heart.

He never thought that as his ancestors, he would make such a sacrifice for the Sword Sect, would he have to walk the same path in the near future?

"I'm unwilling!"

Lin Luochen suddenly got up and roared, his face was hideous, and his long hair was flying.

"Why does my Lin clan want to circulate like this from generation to generation, is it because my clan is a critic's half-demon!"

"The ancestors sacrificed like this, and the descendants of my clan can get half of the shade, I don't want my son to follow the same path, until one day, I get the "Falling Moon" sword, which makes me see a glimmer of hope!"

"This sword, the sword intent is monstrous, it can wipe out the ancient demonic intent, I will move the grave of the predecessors here, and lead a sword intent every day to wash the demonized body of the predecessors, and one day the ancestors can be re-humanized, and I can not go to the front."

"Come and see!"

Lin Luochen grabbed Lin Fan on the ground, pointed to the dark void with his hand excitedly and said: "This is the world in the sword scabbard of the falling moon, every day I can attract a trace of the sword intent of destroying the world, from now on, my Lin clan should have no possibility of demonization, but, one day without erasing the abusive intent in the body of the ancestors, I can't leave this scabbard world one step, the road in the future still depends on yourself, at least you don't have to be tied up by this fate!"

Looking at Lin Luochen with an excited face, Lin Fan's heart was sour, and all the resentment towards his father had dissipated at this time.

In this dead and silent world, his father is lonely, and the abuse in the body of his ancestors is by no means something that can be resolved overnight.

Although Lin Luochen didn't say it, Lin Fan could guess by feeling that his father was going to spend his whole life to eliminate the cruelty of the ancient demons, how tragic it was.

In a silent world, two men stand side by side, and time seems to become an eternity.

Until Lin Luochen looked at Lin Fan with hopeful eyes.

"I know you're worried about me, hehe, you don't have to, men always have their own responsibilities, as for the various crises you said, don't worry, Sirius is not as simple as it seems, you just need to remember that in times of crisis, hide in the devil's cave, I can't think of anyone who can hurt you in the devil's cave."

"It's just that you can't get close to the hall where the ancient demons are suppressed, otherwise you will ......."

Lin Luochen raised his eyes and looked at the lights around him, as if reminding Lin Fan not to be like his ancestors.

Lin Fan nodded his head and was about to say something.

Lin Luochen smiled at Lin Fan and said: "How can a man be so hypocritical, you and I see each other today as providence, but it's a pity that you have to face the crisis alone, when you rely on the sword in your hand to cut through all the thorns in the future, you can show the true colors of a man."

With a wave of his sleeves, a wave of qi swept Lin Fan's body and flew high, his eyes full of reluctance.

Lin Fan shouted at the moment his body disappeared into the air: "Father, one day I will become the supreme supreme, and then I will personally take you out of the cage!"

Looking at Lin Fan's disappearing figure, Lin Luochen muttered to himself.

"Son, it's better to hope or not see!"

His peaceful face suddenly turned hideous, his eyes were blood-red, and a trace of red hair slowly appeared on the back of his white hand.

A terrible cry came out of his mouth, and his body gradually sank into the broken grave.

On the tombstone, the lamp was as bright as day, and in the void, a scarlet sword qi broke through the air, like a thunderbolt that destroyed the world, falling into a hundred tombs.

For a moment, the earth trembled, countless terrible howls came out of the tomb, and traces of scarlet blood slowly appeared on the pitch-black tombstone.

The place turned into a living hell.