Lin Yang fell into a drowsiness.

In a daze, he felt as if he had seen a hazy figure floating towards him, first transforming into the appearance of his parents and smiling gently.

Then he turned into the appearance of Wen Qingqing, Ming Xin and other beauties, surrounded Lin Yang sweetly.

Finally, the phantom suddenly turned and turned into a white-clothed black haired back. He held a simple and vicissitudes of black sword in his hand. It was the holy weapon of the supreme heaven domain, the holy sword broke the sky.

Ximen Duantian??

Lin Yang discovered that since he came to the Ximen family, his fate had unknowingly developed an inexplicable bond and entanglement with Ximen Duantian. Just like everything on the sword mountain, it was simply inexplicable...

He looked at the towering back and wanted to get close to it, and found that he was powerless, and could only feel the continuous surge of the power of the kendo law, wrapping himself up.

Swish swish swish swish.

The four sword spirit swords of Bohai, Dividing Gold, Split Wind, and Shattering Kong were once again transformed from Ximen Duantian's body, surrounding Lin Yang like a nightmare. The familiar tearing pain seemed to be filling Lin Yang's sea of ​​consciousness and even his whole body again.

But just as the pain was about to hit, Lin Yang suddenly saw Ximen Duantian turning around not far away, and the Duantian sword in his hand once again inspired the most terrifying sword-divine holy method he had ever seen in his life.

Slash of the Sky!!

boom!!

Lin Yang's consciousness suddenly struggled and opened his eyes.

Depend on!!

I didn’t see clearly Ximen Duantian’s appearance!!

He was so curious about the ancestor of the Ximen family that he was so confused that he could not confirm it. His doubts and speculations were full of inconfirmation. This feeling was like constipation and was uncomfortable.

However, after he woke up, he had no chance to think about all the strange things that had happened before, because a face full of concern rushed to his eyes instantly.

Mr. Ximen Hao, I don’t know how long he had been waiting in front of Lin Yang, but you could clearly see the red blood in the old man’s eyes. When he saw Lin Yang getting up, he suddenly became excited:

"Lin Yi, you are so awake!!"

This sound was filled with touching warm care, and Lin Yang could clearly feel that in Ximen Hao's heart, he had regarded himself as his spiritual sustenance.

This old man who was about to lose hope and gave up on life put all his glorious hopes in his last years on Lin Yang.

"Hehe, elder... I'm fine, I'm worried."

Lin Yang smiled and was about to get up, and when he heard a bang, the door of the room was pushed open suddenly, and a young girl rushed in.

"Lin Yi!! You're awake!!"

Same lines, different eyes.

Lin Yang read all kinds of complicated little thoughts from Wen Hui's eyes, and his heart was so soft and so happy.

"Senior Sister..." Lin Yang was about to say something when he saw Wen Hui flashing and disappeared again.

Well……

Can't this girl be quieter...

"Master, elders, Lin Yi is awake!!"

Wen Hui's voice was much brighter than the roar of the Lion in Hedong. Half of the Ximen family could hear her excited cry.

Less than a minute later, Lin Yang saw a large group of people coming in like a vegetable market, and they were all powerful Saint-level law enforcement elders. When everyone came in, they stared at him with a look of cherishing monsters.

Oh...that elder... please wipe your saliva!!

And that guy, your eyes are so bright, please bring two black crystals to cover it, it's so scary...

Lin Yang roughly guessed whether the situation in front of him was swollen, but he still didn't expect that the master in Wen Hui's mouth would be a powerful Holy Emperor.

When Ximen Piao appeared in Lin Yang's room with a smile, everyone stood aside in awe, and at the same time, with a look of admiration and envy, they swept Lin Yang up and down more than nine hundred times, all of which were the same.

The elder of the Taoist protector came to visit him in person!

This kid definitely wants to leap into a dragon and soar into the sky!

Whose disciple will he become? Elder Protective, Elder Holding Sword? Or is the patriarch who wants to accept disciples himself...

Everyone silently watched Ximen Piao walk to Lin Yang's bed step by step, and even helped Lin Yang, who was about to get up, back on the bed, and gently covered him with a quilt. This honor made everyone's eyes turn red and envious.

"Haha, Lin Yi, don't move when you just woke up. It's important to cultivate well." Ximen Piao's smile was so warm that it was about to show a little enthusiasm.

"Sir, Lin Yi is safe, you are troubled."

Lin Yangxin said it was OK.

The big scenes I created really achieved the desired effect, and they obviously exceeded expectations.

If the memory of his previous coma was correct, Team Qin's last sword seemed to have caused considerable losses to the Ximen family, but now you look at them, how could he have the intention of paying the score with him?

"Team Qin...it's really thanks to you this time..."

kindness?

Team Qin?

Lin Yang's heart suddenly tightened and suddenly realized that Qin Zhaozhong's response was not found in the flying fairy sword in the sea of ​​consciousness.

No way?

Team Qin!!

"What are you shouting! I'm over-explosive in spiritual power and need to be well cultivated. Don't bother me if you have nothing to do!!"

Lin Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

Opposite, Ximen Piao just happened to follow the next sentence:

"Lin Yi, since you are in good condition, then the elder is not polite. I need you to explain to me about the Jianlu Xiaohui... Don't panic, the family will not hold you responsible, but just want to know what the truth is."

"Yeah, okay. Lin Yi also happened to report this to the elder, it was just a matter of importance..."

"Okay, you all step down!"

Ximen Piao waved his hand, and everyone was ordered to leave the house, leaving Lin Yang and Ximen Piao whispering inside for a meal. Everyone saw that the Taoist protector, who had always been smiling and gentle, walked out of the house with a strange expression.

What did you say?

Oh my god, it's so annoying!

What did Lin Yang say to the Taoist Protector?

As them, it is naturally impossible to know the truth.

Ximen Duanqian, who was also anxiously waiting for the result, silently listened to Ximen Piao's report, and he also showed an incredible expression on his face, muttering an extremely absurd explanation:

"The ancestor appears and passes on his dreams to spread his skills?"

Is this a myth telling a story?

...

The storm at the Jianlu Xiaohui has subsided.

In fact, a small sword house and some pavilions are not a huge loss for the Ximen family. Instead, the addition of a strange newcomer like Lin Yi is a major issue that makes the Ximen family feel unsure.

Originally, everyone thought that after experiencing this earth-shaking storm, Lin Yi would immediately become the pride of the Ximen family and be loved by thousands of people, but no one expected that no news would be heard after the matter was over.

It's like nothing has happened.

This is also strange.

Until a whole week passed, no senior executive of the Ximen family mentioned how to deal with Lin Yi's problem, which made everyone unaware of it. I wonder why Lin Yi, who had created such a miracle, was left alone.

However, Lin Yi himself did not feel neglected at all.

Just this morning, the old and young people on Qijian Peak had no time to have lunch since the sun rose to lunch.

Mr. Ximen Hao seemed to have rejuvenated the second spring in his life, and he kept pulling Lin Yi to pick up customers all morning.

Pick up customers.

The entire Ximen family was picking up the guests who kept coming to visit.

All morning, Lin Yang felt that his face was about to be froze, but the old man kept introducing Lin Yang:

"Lin Yi, this is the Liehuo Elder from the Weapon Refining Hall. Come and greet Elder Liehuo."

"Hello Elder Liehuo..."

"Hahaha! I don't dare to be it, Ximen Hao, you Qi Jian Peak have produced an amazing talent..."

"Ah hahahaha..."

All morning, Lin Yang was repeating such dialogue. Seeing that the aging threshold on the door was about to be stepped on, lunch time finally came. After Lin Yang's repeated insistence, the old man did not leave outsiders for dinner and finally gained a moment of peace.

call……

Lin Yang felt that he was more tired than practicing all night, so he took a long breath and sat down.

In front of me was a table full of unimaginable treasures and rare beasts.

"Lin Yi, this is the seven-color deer tail sent by Elder Muye. It is very beneficial for spiritual cultivation... and the soup made by this fire-fury bear gall is a little bitter, but in one sip, you can make your body and soul a little stronger. This big pot must be finished..."

hehe.
To be continued...