Staying on the same page and adhering to old rules.
Feng Mian hugged Lin Xiuran and retreated step by step to the bottom of the high platform.
Under the Qingxuan Emperor Sword's sword energy, many elders did not dare to approach easily. After all, the Great Elder was a warning to others. Once they were targeted by the exotic treasure on Feng Mian's body, it would be completely over.
Pressing harder and harder, the Presbytery is obviously unwilling to let Feng Mian go. Destroying the saint's ceremony is equivalent to ruining the fate of the Lin family. It is inevitable that the saints of the past will make sacrifices, and no one can stop it.
"Feng Mian, this is the core of our Lin clan. The saint has the foundation and lifeblood of my clan, so this matter is destined. Even you can't change it, so you should give up resistance."
"That's right, even if you want to escape, you can't take the Saint out. Her spiritual veins have been connected to the earth here before, and she will be found no matter where she goes, so there is no need to waste your efforts."
The elder who rushed in front tried to persuade Feng Mian, but there were other emotions in his eyes, which did not escape Feng Mian's observation. He would not believe any of these people now, and he must leave here first.
Behind him, a figure appeared, it was another elder.
With a smile on his face, he did not take action immediately, but smiled lightly and said: "Feng Mian, I advise you not to be reckless. Do you know that when the saint's ceremony is going on, if you take the saint out forcibly, the consequences will be
What?"
"Don't forget that your parents' bodies are still within the Shenwu Secret Realm. Once Lin Xiuran breaks away from the Lin clan, the Shenwu bloodline in her body will gradually weaken and she will be unable to open the secret realm again, and you will never see your parents again."
This is a threat, an unabashed threat.
Many elders are approaching step by step, confident. Surrounded by countless guards, Feng Mian can't escape even if the clan leader doesn't care. It's just a fight between trapped beasts at the moment, and he will compromise over time.
The young tribesmen who were watching were almost divided into two groups.
One: "Sounding like a saint, the saint separated her own bloodline to support the prosperity of the entire clan and the cultivation of many clan members. Who can bear it for a long time? How is this different from chronic death?"
"Yes, no one should deprive others of their freedom in any way. If I had known that the prosperity of the Lin family depends on this, I would not bother to stay here. It is so inhumane."
"I finally understand why Lin Xiuran has always been indifferent to her people. In fact, she knew the outcome of the matter from the beginning and what she would have to face. No one else would be able to accept it."
"Anyway, I don't want this to continue. If the truth about this matter spreads, how will our Lin family stand on its own? It is completely unfair to rely on the sacrifice of the saint to maintain the fate and strength of the entire clan."
Second: "You can't say that. Saints have their own mission. Saints in the past generations of the Lin family are all extremely special. She is the only one who can inherit the Shenwu bloodline, so her fate has been determined from the beginning."
"Yes, I think that since Lin Xiuran inherited this bloodline, she should put the overall situation first. It is just consuming some bloodline energy, not her life, so why must she stop it? There are so many troubles."
Both sides hold different opinions. One side believes that it is really unfair, while the other side believes that the overall situation should be put first.
There were endless disputes and the scene was chaotic for a time.
Not far away, Lin Canglan and Lin Yuanqiao were hiding in the dark, observing this scene. They had no intention of stopping it. In the opinion of the patriarch, these elders had old ideas all day long, and someone should have rectified them long ago.
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Fan.
The more chaotic it is, the happier it is for him. Lin Xiuran is his biological daughter, and he really doesn't want her to take that step. But as the patriarch, it is really inconvenient for him to stop her head-on and violate the rules of the family.
But Feng Mian was different. When Lin Canglan knew that he could practice the Martial God Art and condense the Martial God body, he already knew that he was Lin Xiuran's chosen one. Now that he appeared, he would definitely change the outcome.
At this time, on the square in the clan.
Lin Xiuran closed her eyes slightly and left everything to Feng Mian.
"You'd better not continue to pursue me. Since you are Ranran's tribe, I don't want to kill you. In short, this saintly ceremony cannot continue. Give me some time and I promise to solve it for you."
Many elders were unwilling to give up and stepped forward quickly, waving their sleeves.
"If you are stubborn, take it down for me!"
The next moment, Lin Xiuran opened her eyes, stretched out her hand to hold Feng Mian's hand, and the hilt of the Qiushui rapier appeared. A sword light rose, and the breaths merged together: "Don't worry about me, these old stubborns should learn a lesson."
With a sharp swing of the sword hilt, a water dragon roared in. The dragon's shadow spun and rose in the air, then pounced on all the elders. In an instant, they all flew out and hit the ground.
"Lin Xiuran, how dare you team up with outsiders and openly rebel. Your roots are in the Lin family. If you continue like this, believe it or not, I will destroy the foundation of your bloodline with the burning spirit technique!"
Feng Mian's face darkened, but now was not the time for a head-on confrontation.
Raising his hand to stop him, Feng Mian held Lin Xiuran in his arms and glanced at everyone solemnly.
"If I say that I have a way to help you strengthen your spiritual veins and change your current destiny without sacrificing Ranran, do you believe it? If you believe me, then let me give it a try."
The elders were reluctant and still refused to let go: "Feng Mian, you have too many thoughts on your mind. How do we know you are not delaying time? The blood of the saint is too important to us, and we don't want to take risks."
Standing up, Feng Mian looked at everyone sharply.
"If you insist on this, then we will have no choice but to fight to the death. Since I can destroy the Dugu family and the Ling family, then naturally I don't care about having another Lin family. If you don't believe it, you can try it!"
There was an uproar among the crowd, looking at each other and staring at Feng Mian in disbelief.
"It's really unbelievable that Feng Mian can do this for Lin Xiuran. If he is angered, he might do something terrible. Since he has promised, he might as well give it a try. He can do it for Lin Xiuran.
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"Yes, since the previous method only treated the symptoms but not the root cause, it also required sacrificing the saint's blood. Then Feng Mian said there is a solution, why can't he give it a try? These elders are really too stubborn."
Right in front of the square, an elder waved his sleeves: "Shut up, everyone!"
In front of Feng Mian, the elder wearing a light blue gown stepped forward: "Okay, no matter whether you delay or not, I choose to believe you for once. Feng Mian, if you can't do it, you should know the consequences."
He raised his hand to signal everyone to leave first, and then watched Feng Mian take Lin Xiuran away first.
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In an independent courtyard
"Clan leader, Grandpa Lin, you know this is wrong, why don't you stop it? Let them do whatever they want. If something goes wrong today and the blood in the body is overused, I don't know what the consequences will be."
With a faint smile, Lin Yuanqiao and Lin Yuanqiao
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Canglan looked at each other, a little helpless.
"Boy, you are the first one who dares to question us like this. You are courageous and decisive. Do you think we really have no plan? All bets are on you alone."
As the clan leaders and the biggest principals, Lin Canglan and Lin Yuanqiao were unable to intervene and stop it due to their status. Once they interfered too much, it would harm the interests of the family.
To put it bluntly, they had known for a long time that the saint was a victim, but they had no better way to change this situation. Lin Xiuran was their relative, and she had no objection to the ceremony.
"Boy Feng Mian, you did not disappoint me. The fact that you can condense the body of the God of War is enough to prove your fate with Ranran, so I expected that you would definitely appear in time, but I didn't expect that you actually said that there was a way to change your luck."
Feng Mian turned around and looked towards the sky. His face was quite solemn.
"The situation was urgent. If I hadn't said that, would I have been able to escape from being surrounded? But as for changing my luck, I can give it a try. Give me some time."
A moment later, in the space of the Royal God Pillar.
"Feng Mian, have you been kicked in the head by a donkey? Do you know what stupid thing you agreed to? You want to break the rules for the Lin family and change their destiny. With your current strength, do you have the qualifications?"
Cang Lingmai had a look of disgust on his face, Feng Mian always did something that was beyond his ability. No matter what, he agreed first and then said it. In the end, he was the one who had the hard work. He was really overestimating his own capabilities.
"Is there really no other way? I thought you would have a way. It's just a clan's luck. After it changes, the Lin family's spiritual veins will become stronger, and they will no longer have to rely on the power of the saint."
Cang Lingmai took a step forward, flashed, and jumped into the sky above Fengmian.
Snapped!
Slap him on the forehead: "Do you know how deep the Lin family's heritage is? The inheritance of the Shenwu bloodline, that is the mysterious God Clan. Just you, you are nothing!"
At this time, Fengmai girl walked out with lotus steps and pulled Feng Mian's sleeve.
"Master, you are really a little impulsive this time. The mystery of the Lin family is not something you can touch now. Even if they are not as good as before, their background is not what you can imagine."
The clan is huge, and if you want to support the cultivation of each clan member, the spiritual veins must be extremely strong. If your guess is correct, the Lin family's spiritual veins are already intelligent beings, and the Cangling veins may not be their opponents.
"Haha... change your luck? You really dare to say anything big. Not to mention that you can't completely control the space of the Divine Pillar now. Even if you can control it, you still can't complete such a huge operation."
The Fengmai girl looked at Feng Mian and said hesitantly: "Actually, it is not impossible to forcefully break the rules and change your luck. But this method is extremely risky. If you are not careful, master, your aura and realm cultivation will be completely ruined!"
"Tell me, what is the solution? As long as there is some hope, I want to give it a try."
The Fengmai girl stepped forward, hesitant, but still told the truth.
"Unless you can use yourself as a medium to forcibly introduce the divine energy of this ancient battlefield into the spiritual veins of the Lin family. Then use the god-binding chains to bind the spiritual veins, forcibly breaking his previous fate and changing
Luck."
This method sounds simple to say, but it is extremely difficult to actually do it.
"Feng Mian, let me remind you, if you really do this, be careful that you get involved too!"