Chapter 893 Thank you

Wang Lin stared at this scene in a daze and took a step forward. At this step, his whole body disappeared silently. When he appeared, he was inside the city wall.

At this moment, the sunset was setting, and the night was covering the earth. Wang Lin looked at everything in front of him, especially the tomb built by later generations. He knelt on the ground, and at some point in his eyes, two lines of tears were left...

"Dad, mom, Tiezhu, I'm back."

Tears were left on Wang Lin's face, and the longing and sorrow that emerged from his eyes enveloped his whole body. This kneeling seemed like eternity, time passed slowly.

Tashan and Big Head Boy also came here. Tashan still looked cold, but Big Head Boy looked at everything in front of her, but her eyes showed complexity.

He originally didn't know where this place was, but when he saw Wang Lin's actions, he knew that this was Xu Mu's ancestral home. The big-headed boy had not experienced any family affection in his life. At this moment, in silence, he couldn't help but think of his childhood in his heart.

Wang Lin looked at the spirit sign on the grave, and after a long time, he slowly stood up, looking at the familiar houses, as if he had returned to a thousand years ago, and to the most precious memory deep in his heart.

When I opened the yard door, a creaking sound rang out. Under the moonlight, everything in the yard had not changed. The dining table was still there, but the people were gone.

In a vague way, Wang Lin seemed to hear the sound from a thousand years ago.

"Tiezhu, how are you reading books?"

"Tiezhu, you have to study hard. Next year will be the county exam. Whether you have any future prospects depends on this time. Don't be like your father. Stay in the village for the rest of your life, alas."

"Okay, you talk every day and ask me to tell me that our Tiezhu will definitely pass the exam."

"Tiezhu, your fourth uncle is a good person. Fortunately, thanks to his help in recent years, the wood carvings made by your father can only be sold for the price. If you have a promising future, don't forget to repay your fourth uncle."

A sad breath came out from Wang Lin's body. He walked into the yard step by step and walked into this home that had been away from for hundreds of years.

When Wang Lin opened the door, although he still looked young, his body was covered with vicissitudes, like an old man, constantly stroking everything with his hands at home that he had not returned for a long time.

Wang Lin touched the wall, and scenes of his childhood kept popping up in his mind. The sorrow in his heart became stronger, and his longing for his parents filled his whole body.

Let Tashan and the big-headed boy wait outside, Wang Lin sat alone in his ancestral home, feeling the breath of home, and forgetting everything in the world of cultivation. Some are just the happiness of childhood and the joy of remembering the joy of his parents.

There was a quiet surroundings. In this silence, Wang Lin's body and mind were washed away. The childhood past gradually emerged in his silence alone.

He sat there quietly, sometimes showing a happy smile on his face, sometimes showing melancholy sadness. From now on, he can only recall the memories of his childhood alone, lonely memories.

His happiness is lonely, and his smile is clearly silent sorrow and sorrow... Tears flow down the corners of their eyes, falling on the ground, leaving traces of memory...

The moonlight gradually faded, and the sun rose in the sky, slowly dispersing the night. The sunlight fell on the earth, as if the stars were moving, extending continuously, and spreading into the Imperial Ancestral City.

As the bright light outside the window was bright, Wang Lin woke up from his memories. He looked around deeply, stood up, and walked out.

Tashan always stood and remained motionless all night. As for the big-headed boy, his eyes were more complicated and thicker. That night, he was also recalling the humiliated childhood in his heart, which made him feel a little relieved in the pain of his heart.

What he thought the most was the mother who disliked him. The mother's bored eyes were the source of his heartache in the memories he had before. But now, all this has faded a lot.

Wang Lin and the other two did not hide their bodies. At this moment, it immediately attracted the attention of the patrol soldiers. The sound of screams echoed. But outside the wall, a group of soldiers seemed to be facing a great enemy, and their gloomy murderous aura immediately filled the three of them.

At the same time, more than ten cultivators with varying cultivation levels, the lowest foundation building and the highest even the god-transforming monks came quickly from all directions, and the divine consciousness was locked wildly.

"You dare to trek into the royal ancestral home. Do you know that this is a serious crime that implicates the nine clans!!" Outside the city wall, a fury shout came!

The sword light flashed in the sky, and monks came one by one, and they looked even more angry. In Wang Lin's view, this anger was not a false act, but a real furious!

"If you three people cannot enter the Wang family's ancestral home without being noticed, they must be monks. No matter what sect you are, have your elders from the masters never warned you that, except for the Wang family, no one else can take a step?" The speaker was an old man among the more than ten monks who had achieved the cultivation level of the gods.

Tashan had no expression on his face and didn't even look around. The big-headed boy even rolled his eyelids and didn't say anything.

Looking at his parents' grave, Wang Lin withdrew his gaze, looked up at the dozens of monks in the sky, and slowly said, "Who built this tomb?"

Wang Lin's voice was dull, but it fell into the ears of the monks around him, but it seemed that there was a moment of majesty in heaven and earth, which made people feel like they could not resist and had to obey.

The sudden feeling caused the monks around to change their faces immediately, and the monks transformed into a god's face was even pale. His cultivation level reached the god's transformation, and his artistic conception was possessed, and his feelings were deeper. At this moment, there was a sense of artistic conception that was about to be swallowed by the other party's words.

It seemed like there was a force that forced him to answer. If he didn't answer, he would immediately collapse. Almost subconsciously, he retreated several feet and said tremblingly: "This place... this place is built by the mortal royal family, the old residence of the ancestors of the royal family, and the childhood place of my Zhuquexing Ancestor!"

He said here, looking at Wang Lin, suddenly stunned, and vaguely felt that the person in front of him seemed familiar, but he could never remember when he had seen him.

"Royal family..." Wang Lin was silent, glanced at his parents' grave, turned around and took Tashan and the big-headed boy, and was about to leave.

But at this moment, suddenly, a thunder sound came from the sky in the distance, and a large cloud of dark clouds came crazily. At the same time, an angry low shout came from the clouds.

"I'm so brave, I dare to trek into the royal family's ancestral home!! My Zhao State Xuandao Sect has been protecting this place for generations. You can't help but take my Xuandao Sect seriously!"

With a roar, a person walked out of the clouds. The man had white hair and his eyes were shining. As he walked, a powerful aura of the early stage of the infant transformation immediately spread around.

When the monks around saw the old man, they immediately became respectful one by one. Obviously, the old man had a very high prestige here.

"Xuandao Sect..." Wang Lin looked at the old man with a hint of softness, nodded slightly, and said slowly: "Your cultivation has reached the infant transformation. Is this Zhao State level a fifth level of cultivation?"

The old man came in anger, but was stunned at this moment, frowned and shouted: "My Kingdom of Zhao reached the fifth level of cultivation three hundred years ago. All the monks in the Zhuque Star know this. Who are you?" Even though he said that, he looked at Wang Lin at this time, and he felt a familiar feeling, as if he had seen it somewhere.

"Level 5 Cultivation Kingdom..." Wang Lin looked down at the earth, with relief in his eyes. He remembered that Zhao State was only a third-level Cultivation Kingdom, but he did not expect that the past few hundred years had reached level 5.

Withdrew his gaze, Wang Lin looked at the old man carefully. When he saw this, he saw some clues, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. On the old man, he vaguely noticed a very weak breath. This breath belonged to Wang Lin!

He remembered that when he was transformed into a god in Zhao State, he left ten spirit seeds. This old man was obviously one of the ten people back then.

"Are you Xuandao Sect guarding this place over the years? All the cultivators here are disciples of Xuandao Sect?" Wang Lin asked with a smile.

The old man frowned and looked at Wang Lin and the other two carefully. For some reason, his anger was forcibly suppressed, as if the person in front of him made him feel very friendly. After hesitating, he said, "It's not only my Xuandao Sect, but also the entire Zhuque Star, every once in a while, there will be disciples of other sects who come here to protect. The guardians who can come here are all people who have great contributions or are talented and prepared to focus on training in their respective sects.

Protecting the royal family's ancestral home is a great honor for all the monks in the Vermillion Bird Star!" The old man said in detail in front of Wang Lin for some reason, and even he himself did not know why.

Hearing the old man's words, Wang Lin's eyes swept over the other monks. The talents of these people were all very good. With Wang Lin's experience, at this moment, he knew that what the old man said was true.

After a moment of silence, Wang Lin sighed and said slowly with a hint of emotion: "Thank you!" As he said that, he swung his sleeves, and immediately a stream of Yuan power filled his body, turning into crystal light, and instantly fell into the body of every monk around him. Even the soldiers holding weapons on the ground had crystal light entering his body.

All the monks shook their bodies and immediately felt a heat current emerge from their bodies, and their expressions suddenly became strange.

"You..." The baby-turned-old man was even more surprised. Looking at Wang Lin, he felt more and more familiar.

"You are very good, it's worth the sacred seeds I gave you back then!" Wang Lin said, turning around and walking towards the distance, Tashan and the big-headed boy followed behind, and the three of them slowly disappeared into the horizon.

"Spirit...spirit..." The old man trembled violently, but he immediately thought of his identity. His face showed an excitement that had never been seen in hundreds of years, and he said in a dismay: "Old ancestor of the Wang family!!"

As soon as these words came out, the other monks around were shocked and all showed excitement, looking in disbelief in the direction where Wang Lin disappeared ahead.

"He... is he the ancestor of the Wang family?"
Chapter completed!