Lin Dong stared at the Devouring Ancestral Talisman in front of him with a solemn expression. At this time, there was no movement in the Devouring Ancestral Talisman. However, even so, Lin Dong could still feel that several natal spiritual talismans in his Niwan Palace,
It was trembling continuously at this moment, and a fearful emotion emanated from it...
"Young Patriarch, what should I do?"
"The ancestral talisman is a divine object of heaven and earth, and the divine object chooses its owner. If you want to refine and swallow the ancestral talisman, you must pass the ancestral talisman trial. However, I want to tell you in advance that refining the ancestral talisman also has endless dangers.
, and this Devouring Ancestor Talisman is extremely dangerous, if you are not careful, your spirit will be swallowed by it, and you will never recover!"
Lin Yu looked at Lin Dong calmly and spoke unhurriedly. At the same time, he was always paying attention to the changes in Lin Dong's expression.
Fortunately, the latter did not disappoint Lin Yu.
Under Lin Yu's gaze, Lin Dong finally nodded silently and stared quietly at the black hole-like swallowing ancestral talisman in front of him. After a long time, Lin Dong took a deep breath and said softly.
"Although it is very difficult, I will not give up. In order to obtain this swallowing ancestral talisman, I have paid a lot. Now that I finally got it, even if I have a narrow escape, I will not let go!"
Lin Yu showed a smile on his face, then pointed at the Devouring Ancestral Talisman and said.
"You only need to put your mental power into it. If you can get recognition, you can come out safely. Of course, if you can't get recognition...then you will also be swallowed by the Devouring Ancestral Talisman and turn into a trace of energy in it.
The mind is scattered between heaven and earth..."
Lin Dong's eyes were focused on the Devouring Ancestral Talisman, which was also slowly squirming and transforming into various black hole shapes. The oppressive feeling brought by the darkness and mystery seemed to be even greater than the huge pitch black hole next to it.
It's incomparable.
"Also, the previous controller who swallowed the ancestral talisman asked me to give you a message. In the dark, look at the road with your heart, stick to your heart, and not be disturbed by all things. All kinds of illusions are all illusions."
Lin Dong nodded solemnly when he heard the words, then slowly closed his eyes, and his mental energy quickly poured out of the Niwan Palace, and finally turned into light, and rushed towards the swallowing ancestral talisman like a black hole without fear.
.
"Buzz!!"
As if sensing the entry of Lin Dong's mental power, the Devouring Ancestral Talisman, which was originally as quiet as a virgin, slowly spun up, and its shape also expanded rapidly. In the blink of an eye, the Devouring Ancestral Talisman naturally became
Transformed into a black hole!
This black hole is not huge, but it has an indescribable terror. Even the light is directly swallowed when it enters it. This thing is like a strange creature in the world, swallowing everything in the world.
…
Although the devouring power emanating from the black hole was not too strong, it also swallowed up all the countless earth-shattering cold energy emanating from the huge pitch black hole next to it.
Lin Dong's mental power was also swallowed directly into the black hole when it was forming!
Looking at Lin Dong who looked like a sculpture, a complex emotion quietly flashed through Lin Yu's eyes.
In fact, these words of the black-eyed old man were not only spoken to Lin Dong, but also to Lin Yu.
Perhaps because of the power in the seal, the remnant soul of the black-eyed old man left in the runes was revived, and Lin Yu chatted for a long time.
On a similar note, someone once told Lin Yu that he died! The old man died in front of Lin Yu and in his arms. From that day on, the high-spirited young swordsman became a
The cold-blooded sword demon.
Because Lin Yu always remembered his master’s last words before his death:
"Remember, as a swordsman, your sword should not be fettered by anything. Any fetters will make your sword slower. And, most importantly, if you want to become a strong man, you must
Be clear about your heart, don't be blinded by hatred and power, remember you, your sword, and your... heart!"
All kinds of experiences in the past made Lin Yu clearly realize one thing and firmly believe it!
The law of the world is that the weak eat the strong, and strength is the foundation of this survival game!
As for other things, a swordsman with nothing needs or wants them.
However, these laws that Lin Yu had always believed in became somewhat different after he came to this strange world.
He used to be an orphan, a dead man rescued from the garbage dump by his master. Later, when his master died, he became a lonely ghost whose name was abandoned, an avenger from hell, with nothing but revenge in his heart.
Apart from getting stronger, I have no other thoughts.
But now, his name is Lin Yu, and he is the young patriarch of the Lin clan. His adoptive father treats him like his own son. He has a father, elders, clan members, and his clan!
In this world where the weak are eaten by the strong and the strong are respected, Lin Yu feels warmth, which is something he no longer has after losing it.
I don’t know when Lin Yu’s sword started to have many ties. Maybe the words “Lin Yu, the young patriarch of the Lin clan” in Yancheng had already begun to appear, or maybe it was earlier.
At that time, Lin Yu didn't pay much attention to it. He always thought that he was just grateful for the training of the Lin family.
It was not until this trip to the Ancient Monument in the Wilderness, after encountering the black-eyed old man and the mysterious skeleton, that Lin Yu became vaguely aware of these things, otherwise he would not have promised to "choose a way to die for him."
His promise, not to mention leaving his scabbard behind.
The swordsman and the sword in his hand are one and the same, and how can the sword be without a scabbard? Whether it is made of high-grade materials, a low-quality scabbard, or even an invisible scabbard, a sword must have a scabbard!
It's just that before this, Lin Yu had been running away, but what Heitong said to him today made Lin Yu have to face everything he would eventually face.
Lin Yu couldn't let go of the swordsmanship, but a swordsman could never let the sword in his hand slow down, which meant that the Lin clan... But the Lin clan couldn't let go either...
Lin Yu held the hilt of the sword with his right hand, slowly picked up the unknown dark ancient sword, and gently rubbed it with his face, feeling the coldness coming from the sword's body, but he still couldn't calm down in his heart.
Lin Yu stroked the blade of the sword gently with his left hand, letting a trace of blood flow out. Lin Yu frowned and curled up slightly, like a wounded cub. For the first time, his face showed an expression of confusion and helplessness, and murmured
murmured to himself.
"Master, what do you think this disciple should do? I really don't understand, just like I still don't understand why you still chose to die even though you knew the final outcome!"