In front of the Tomb of the God of Ten Thousand Swords, people shouted at the top of their lungs.
At that moment, no one looked at the cold-faced Lin Jie and the others, but focused their attention on their Second Master Lin!
In the spotlight of all the people, Lin Yao's eyes were red and tears were streaming down his face.
He took out a wooden sword, tremblingly, and walked up to the altar!
He raised his wooden sword, pressed it to his lips and the bridge of his nose, and pointed the tip of the sword towards the sky.
Plop!
He knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face.
“Ancestor, I, Lin Laoer, still have a thousand years to live!”
He leaned against the wooden sword and kowtowed three times, then raised his head and looked at the Tomb of the God of Ten Thousand Swords.
"In this thousand years, I will burn all my blood for the Lin family in order to repay all the compatriots today who have high hopes for me!"
boom!
His forehead hit the altar hard again.
That sincere, heavy impact sound knocked out the Tomb of the God of Ten Thousand Swords!
Even if you are outside, you can hear it clearly.
Under the altar, Dong Shenyue bit her arm to prevent herself from crying and embarrassing herself in front of her grandchildren.
Perhaps she is the only one who understands what this moment means to Lin Yao.
Not only returning to the clan ancestral hall, but also having the opportunity to take charge of the Lin family.
ˆ It’s that number.
Seventy-and-a-half percent!
“Grandpa conquered 75% of the people and left the remaining 25% to me.”
Li Tianming looked at the old man's thin shoulders and took a deep breath.
The overall situation has been decided!
Lin Jie, Lin Ziqing, Lin Yun and other seven people had blue and purple faces, each one more distorted than the other.
This time, the old sect of the clan ancestral hall is suppressed by numbers, and there are older souls like Lin Yao, and peak powerhouses like Lin Changkong!
The seven of them are completely incomparable!
Any decision in the future, they will have to step aside.
This is equivalent to Lin Jie being kicked out of the core of power!
Even though his expression is the calmest, in fact, he is the most twisted person here.
Once upon a time, Lin Yao was his leader and the leader of the previous generation of Discipline Hall, but he became a white-eyed wolf and went against Lin Yao time and time again.
Why?
Because he is familiar with Lin Yao.
He knew that the reason why Lin Yao was able to become a late bloomer was because he had one of the most important qualities.
That is, tenacity!
Lin Jie knew better that Lin Yao would not agree with his ideas.
Hence, from the very beginning, he did not want Lin Yao to come out of the mountain again.
It’s just that Li Tianming is too eye-catching.
This is where we are today, Lin Jie’s wake-up call.
Seventy-and-a-half percent!
This number made Lin Jie feel cold all over.
Even his fifth sword vein, there are two people who want Lin Yao to come back!
How did this happen?
He doesn’t even understand it himself.
"Lin Yun, Lin Ziqing, you guys came back so quickly. You secretly represented the clan ancestral hall at the entrance of the ancient temple and sent our Sword God disciples to the An clan. Next, everyone in the clan ancestral hall will... I'll figure it out with you slowly!" Lin Changkong said.
"What?"
“These two people actually did such a thing?”
"No wonder Lin Feng said they wanted to be dogs! This is too much of a dog. Lin Feng finally survived the Wuliang Duel. The Wuliang Duel was proposed by Shenxi himself. Who is to blame for his death?"
"They actually took the initiative to give Lin Feng to the Dark Tribe? Oh my God..."
There was a commotion outside the Tomb of the God of Ten Thousand Swords.
“Stop falsely accusing my father by talking nonsense without evidence!”
Third lineage leader Lin Xiaoyun stood up and said to Lin Changkong.
Next to her, Lin Wuyi was also protecting Lin Ziqing.
They are father and son, mother and daughter, but they are very similar, with the same virtue.
Just when Lin Changkong was about to say more, Lin Yan had already stood up. Lin Changkong closed his mouth and sent Lin Yan to the front.
In fact, he also respects Lin Yao.
Facing hundreds of thousands of star gods and hundreds of millions of Lin cultivators, Lin Yao made a declaration for the first time after returning to the clan ancestral hall.
He said: "I have a decision, and I want to ask the clan ancestral hall for instructions, and I want to inform everyone."
“Second Master, please speak.” Lin Changkong said.
Lin Yao greeted and asked Li Tianming to come to him.
He held Li Tianming's shoulders, faced the crowd, and said: "After returning to the clan ancestral hall, my energy will be focused on contributing to the whole clan. The management of the second sword vein is already somewhat beyond my ability."
“So, I asked the clan ancestral hall for instructions, and I want to pass on the position of second sword meridian master to my grandson Lin Feng!”
“As a disciple of the Sword God, and as the number one king of the small world, although he is young, only a hundred years old, I believe that he can bear this burden!”
Wow!
There was another uproar.
Inside and outside the Tomb of the God of Ten Thousand Swords, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.
“Lin Feng has a righteous temperament, and with the personal guidance of the Second Master and the care of Granny Dongshen, he will definitely be able to hold up the banner of the Second Lineage!”
“He is the person who will revitalize our Sword God Lin Sect in the future, and he should also get more training and learn more responsibilities!”
“Therefore, I agree with Lin Feng being the second lineage leader!”
Lin Xiong was the first to speak.
"Second Master has been the Pulse Master for too many years. Some of the juniors used to laugh at him because of his age. I think we should not let Second Master continue to be 'disgraceful'. It just so happens that there are suitable descendants to take over. As for me, I agree.
.”
Another clan ancestral hall member said.
This is the current master of the first sword vein, Lin Chongyao, the eldest son of Ku!
He made a sarcastic joke that made everyone laugh.
As for who had ridiculed Lin Yao for his age, most people had heard it at the time.
That is of course Lin Xiaoyun and Lin Wuyi!
"I agree!"
"I agree."
Finally, Lin Changkong also nodded in approval.
“Lin Feng is an expectant child, and his three daughters-in-law are all geniuses. No one can imagine their future.”
“Why can’t such a child become the master of his lineage when he is around a hundred years old?”
With his words, there are eight people.
Other people’s opinions are less important.
Actually, if Li Tianming hadn't been young and the master of the sword vein, there would have been no need to consult the clan ancestral hall.
If most of the clan ancestral halls agree, then this matter can convince everyone!
"Then...from today on, my grandson Lin Feng will be the second sword meridian master and a disciple of the Sword God."
Lin Xiao announced.
Li Tianming smiled.
He said: "Dear elders, Lin Feng must follow the teachings of his grandparents and do his best for the Second Sword Meridian."
At this point, he glanced at Lin Wuyi and Lin Xiaoyun, and said: "I also hope that all the pulse masters can give me more guidance and let me learn how to be a pulse master."
Everyone knows what it means.
“Now that’s good, the leader of our second sword vein is the youngest among the tens of thousands of generations in the history of the Lin family! This has broken the record!”
“Now, does anyone still say that our pulse master is older? Come out and take a few steps?”
Dong Shenyue sneered and said with a strange air.
Lin Wuyi and Lin Xiaoyun lowered their heads, their faces turning even more purple.
Their expressions perfectly match those of their parents.
"Ha ha!"
Everyone laughed.
Lin Xiaoyun and both of them knew that this was mocking them.
The two people's faces were almost torn apart immediately.
As the master of Shangmai, Li Tianming gained more power.
This is a position of real power!
Sword God disciples are not.
Also, his wife Jiang Feiling can enter the Kaio Realm with him!
Fortunately, Lin Xiaoxiao doesn’t need the Heavenly Soul, and Wei Sheng Mo Ran doesn’t need the Kaiowen Heavenly Soul.
“The youngest pulse master in history?”
When this news spread, the Infinite Sword Sea boiled again.
At least in the Second Sword Meridian, although Li Tianming is young, he still has the support of everyone.
“Lin Feng, unparalleled in the world!”
Everybody shouts.
Mr. Lin, the world is at home!
This scene made countless people excited and gave them more hope for their families.
Outside the Mausoleum of the God of Ten Thousand Swords, it was a joyful time.
Those who were unhappy ran away on the spot.
In a corner of the Infinite Sword Sea, stood a man in green.
He grinned and looked in the direction of the Tomb of the Gods of Ten Thousand Swords, his expression a bit like a giggle.
However, his eyes were like an abyss.
“That thing is on him? It’s interesting, hehe, hehe, hehe.”
He laughed several times in a row, more like a fool.
At this time, someone patted him on the head and shouted: "Lin Jianxing, you are still running out before you have recovered from your serious injury? You don't want to live long, you are a waste!"