"That's unreasonable! I really underestimated Lin Yuanqiao. He didn't reveal himself before, but he didn't expect to hide it so deeply. According to the development of this situation, I think the patriarch and the old guy must have discovered the clues very early."
Lin Haisheng, a close confidant of the great elder, who also had a certain prestige in the presbytery, was livid, his fists were clenched, his veins were bulging, and his anger was difficult to calm down. He did not expect that after the great elder's accident, the entire presbytery was in vain.
"This is the fact. The clan leader may have disliked us for a long time. So with the help of Feng Mian, he wants to completely deprive us of our power. If he succeeds, let alone the plan, even we will be completely suppressed."
With a fierce wave of his sleeves, Lin Haisheng took a step forward and stood in the center of the hall.
"Hmph! You want to weaken our power? It's not that easy! The Elders' House has been around for many years, and Lin Canglan has never had the final say in the entire Lin clan. Don't think they can really change anything."
Beside him, many other elders looked at each other with gloomy expressions and furrowed brows.
"Second Elder, you are the one who knows the First Elder best. Since he can't change anything, should we continue with this plan? Once Feng Mian really changes the destiny of the Lin family, everything will be different."
Lin Haisheng's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and his fists clicked.
"Changing luck? Purifying spiritual veins? With Feng Mian, even if he has a rare treasure, it's not that easy. Lin Canglan's wishful thinking will never succeed. Do you really think we don't have any means?"
The corners of his mouth were raised, and a cold, even sinister smile gradually unfolded.
Now that things have become like this, there is no need for the Presbyterian House to hide it anymore. Lin Yuanqiao, relying on his seniority and being the grandfather of a saint, has never taken the Presbyterian House seriously. This time, he will reap the consequences.
While everyone was discussing what to do next, the door to the Presbytery was pushed open.
An afterimage flashed instantly, and before Lin Haisheng could react, it appeared very close to him.
Snapped!
With a slap in the face, Lin Haisheng immediately staggered back, even half-kneeling on the ground due to the strong energy. He raised his head and looked at the person in front of him in shock, not daring to say another word for a while.
"My lord, how come you suddenly... suddenly arrived? And this is... the core of the Lin family."
Many elders were half-kneeling on the ground at the same time, looking respectfully at the figure in the black black gown in front of them.
A strange aura surrounded his face, and no one could see his appearance clearly. But the tyrannical aura enveloped the hall in an instant, and the force of oppression made it impossible for everyone to move, indicating that he was angry.
"If I don't show up, are you going to completely destroy the plan? What a waste. Who made you so impulsive and want to incite the Lin clan to rebel? It's just chaos!"
After hesitating again and again, Lin Hai braced himself and said with his hands raised.
"My lord, the appearance of that boy Feng Mian has brought about many changes. The great elder lost his life because of this. If it hadn't been for that boy, I'm afraid the lord's plan would have been realized long ago, so he must not stay!"
Stepping forward, the black shadow stared down at everyone and smiled coldly.
"I have carefully cultivated you and occupied the position of the Lin Clan's Elder House. This is how you repay me? A bunch of brainless idiots almost ruined my major event without even knowing it."
The conversation changed, and Lin Haisheng was almost breathless with such tyrannical pressure.
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Listen to me, if you act rashly again and disrupt the current direction of development, I will never let you off lightly. As for how to deal with that boy Feng Mian, I have made my own decision, so you don’t need to bother me!"
Turning around, Hei Xuan's figure walked out. Just when he was about to disappear, a voice came.
"Do you really think that the Lin family's ancient divine martial bloodline and inherited powerful spiritual veins can be changed so easily? I just want that boy Feng Mian to give it a try and find out what's so powerful about it."
Disappeared into thin air, leaving no trace of breath behind.
It took a long time before Lin Haisheng and others dared to stand up slowly. They were still frightened, but their faces were still extremely ugly.
His whole body was shaking with anger, but he didn't dare to say any more. He could only endure this aggrievedness for the time being. If he found an opportunity later, he would definitely return it tenfold and a hundredfold.
"Listen to me, stay put for the time being and wait and see what happens. I also want to know how capable that so-called genius, the guy with the rare treasure, is, who dares to threaten to change the fate of the Lin family."
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outside the forbidden room
Lin Canglan and Lin Yuanqiao still stood quietly, staring straight ahead. Amid the bursts of energy, they knew that Feng Mian was still going on. But how long would it last?
"The matter has been resolved? Don't the tribesmen dare to say anything more? Those old guys in the Elders' House are just too restless. If the great elder hadn't taken the lead in wanting to rebel, there wouldn't have been these troublesome things."
Lin Yuanqiao nodded: "It has been suppressed for the time being. They must not dare to say anything more. But if Feng Mian's method fails, Lin Xiuran will still stand on the altar and accept the baptism of the saint."
With a soft sigh, Lin Canglan waved his sleeves and robe, staring deeply in the direction of the forbidden room.
"I am willing to believe him once. The Lin family's Shenwu bloodline is the only one left, and I don't want to waste it. My wish has always been that she can live according to her own wishes."
In Lin Xiuran's small courtyard.
Lin Xiuran was sitting cross-legged, her brows furrowed, her hands forming seals, but the aura on her body rose unconsciously, stirring her emotions and making her very uneasy. What does this feel like? It has never happened before. Could it be related to Feng Mian?
"Fang Gu, I have a hunch now that things will definitely not be that simple. The fate of the Lin family cannot be changed so easily. Maybe the main spiritual vein will have a backlash, and neither he nor I will be easy?"
Lin Xiuran had no better way to suppress the turmoil inside her body.
"Girl, is it really that serious? Do you want to stop him from continuing? If there is a serious backlash, the spiritual veins of the Lin family may be destroyed, and then there will be nothing left."
Shaking her head, Lin Xiuran said calmly, calmly and firmly.
"I believe in him. There is nothing we can do now. All hope lies in him alone. Since he can say it, he can definitely do it. Just wait patiently."
What on earth is Feng Mian doing at this time?
On the ancient battlefield in the space of the Royal Divine Pillar, he had unknowingly taken over. His figure was frozen in the air above, surrounded by powerful and rich divine energy, appearing like strips of light, which was very sacred.
Using his own body as a medium, he relied on the Golden Body Technique to push it to the extreme without causing much harm to his body. Then he completely released the power of his soul, thereby drawing out the energy of God and covering the entire courtyard.
Phew! Phew!
Rays of red light rose into the sky.
Above the forbidden room, a fiery red light beam appeared, and Feng Mian's shadow also appeared.
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Standing in the middle. He is now extremely majestic, like a god descending, looking down at the entire Lin clan, with waves of energy spreading in all directions.
The body of the God of War suddenly descended, and Feng Mian used the power of his soul to force his aura to match the Lin clan as much as possible, and then gradually released the god's aura, forming a vortex in the air that grew wider and wider.
The pull of God's energy also affected the auras of Lin Canglan and Lin Yuanqiao. They suppressed them forcibly, and then continued to retreat. It was not until they exited the aura that they felt better, and other tribesmen did not dare to approach.
At this time, the God of War opened his eyes and looked at everything majestically. He stretched out his finger, flexed it a little, and a drop of blood condensed out, and then slowly dripped.
This drop of blood was golden-red in color and looked extremely powerful.
Feng Mian used himself as a guide to completely summon the Lin family's spiritual veins before he could proceed to the next step. But every next step needs to be extra careful and cautious. If you are not careful, you will...
Blood dripped, and the entire Lin clan experienced violent turmoil. The space also trembled, as if it would collapse at any time. An extremely powerful air wave condensed on the ground, and it was tumbling violently.
"What is...what is going on? Our power is disappearing? Has something big happened? Impossible! The heritage of our Lin family has never experienced such a change."
Many tribesmen rushed out one after another, looking in the same direction with ugly faces. They gathered together, and the feeling of losing their spiritual power caught them off guard. This feeling was indeed very panicking.
Feng Mian was located above, existing in the body of the God of War. The energy continued to rise, and his palm changed, and one of the divine energy slammed into the ground: "Come out! I know you can understand, let's talk!
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With the energy of God attached to his body, Feng Mian is qualified to negotiate with Shenwumai.
The next moment, a golden-red light emerged, condensing into a huge shadow. It turned out to be a woman, as graceful as an immortal, as graceful as a fairy. In short, she was so beautiful that words cannot describe it.
"I didn't expect that the Lin family's spiritual veins actually look like the first-generation saint."
Feng Mian saw the shadow of Lin Xiuran in her spiritual veins. Maybe this is the reason why she can inherit the bloodline perfectly.
"Boy, do you know what you are doing? Have you not thought about the consequences of forcibly leading me away from the core of the Lin family? You are really too messy."
Neither humble nor arrogant, Feng Mian spread out the energy of God, coupled with the body of the God of War, faced the phantom of the first-generation saint: "Senior, I don't have any ill intentions this time, I just want to talk to you!"
But unexpectedly, the phantom of the first-generation saint did not answer him, but stared down with complicated eyes.
"Boy, take a look down there and see for yourself what's going on!"
Shocked, Feng Mian turned around and saw that most of the young tribesmen were half-kneeling on the ground, with painful expressions on their faces, as if they were forcing themselves to endure something, and could hardly even stand up.
Only some people with a relatively deep foundation and pure cultivation can barely resist. But over time, they will still be completely separated. Without cultivation, they will be like ordinary people, weak and useless.
"Boy, you are simply too impulsive. Do you know that forcibly summoning me is equivalent to taking away the power of everyone's blood. The cultivation will be slowly drained away, and it may even lead to death."
Feng Mian was shocked and frowned: "You mean, the Shenwu Vein is backlashing?"