In the study, Lin Huang's face was full of doubts, and the word Wuchan Temple seemed very unfamiliar, "Where is that place, a Buddhist temple?"
Xuanyuan Tibing raised his eyebrows and smiled, "It's called Wuchan, so what kind of temple is it? Although it is a pure place of Buddhism, it is just that after Ye Wuchan became discouraged, he escaped into Buddhism and spent his whole life.
Just locked in a cage!"
"What's the meaning?"
Lin Huang felt that Xuanyuan Tibing was a little confused after drinking, but he didn't expect that the myth of a generation was also a very bad drinker.
"There is an old monk in Dongling Realm named Ye Wuchan. He built a temple more than two hundred years ago, called Wuchan Temple, Ye Wuchan's Wuchan Temple!"
Xuanyuan Tibing continued.
"Does he have anything to do with my father?"
Lin Huang asked.
Xuanyuan Tibing shook his head, "It probably doesn't have much to do with your father, but Wuchan Temple and my Xuanyuan Mansion do have some relationship!"
Lin Huang touched Xuanyuan Tibing's wine flask and listened in a daze.
"That old guy Ye Wuchan is the brother of Ancestor Wuxiang. He was one of the few geniuses in the Eastern Spirit Realm more than two hundred years ago!"
Xuanyuan Tibing said casually, but Lin Huang listened with interest.
I had never heard of the name Ye Wuchan before. I didn't expect him to be a figure from Xuanyuan Wuxiang's era. Thinking of Xuanyuan Wuxiang's soul scattered in the Land of Locked Dragons, Lin Huang couldn't help but feel a little sad.
"But this person's character is extremely arrogant and arrogant!"
Xuanyuan Tibing suddenly shook his head, sighed, and then said:
"Back then, he and Ancestor Wuxiang fell in love with his grandmother at the same time. The two had a fight because of his grandmother..."
Lin Huang took another sip of wine, never expecting that such a clichéd thing would happen to Xuanyuan Wuxiang.
"Not long after, my ancestor married my ancestor. Ye Wuchan cut off his ties with his ancestor for this reason. He swore never to enter Xuanyuan City in his life. On the day of his ancestor's wedding to his ancestor, there were many people in Dongling Realm.
A temple without Zen!”
Xuanyuan Tibing smiled, but there was a hint of bitterness on his face, "It's a pity that our ancestors just got married and were reborn in Yin-Yang Valley, and finally died in Yin-Yang Valley!"
Lin Huang looked silent.
The Xuanyuan family has been on the decline since Xuanyuan Wuxiang. A generation of heroes died in battle, which opened the prelude to the Blood Spirit Palace's poisoning the world. The entire Xuanyuan family, for this purpose, spread the Dongling spirit, washed the rivers and lakes with blood, and exchanged for the Dongling realm.
Fifty years of peaceful events.
"Later, after my great-grandmother gave birth to Linzi, she rested for less than three days. She was dressed in white, holding the Xuanyuan clan flag, and went straight into the troubled times of Dongling alone!"
Xuanyuan Tibing laughed hoarsely, with sentimentality on his drunken face, "I have pity on my great-grandmother, Sanshang Wuchan Temple, asked Ye Wuchan to come down the mountain, but the old bald donkey avoided seeing him until my great-grandmother finally
Kill yourself at Luoyue Tower!"
In the messy study room, Xuanyuan Tibing's murderous intention quietly surged.
Lin Huang sighed and took a sip of wine. He could not comment on the grudges and hatreds of that generation more than two hundred years ago, and he was not qualified.
"Is Ye Wuchan still alive?"
Lin Huang suddenly asked.
"Maybe it's still there..."
Xuanyuan Tibing smiled disdainfully, "Our Xuanyuan Mansion has always turned a blind eye to Wuchan Temple. But if that old bald donkey is still alive, as long as he dares to walk out of Wuchan Temple, I, Xuanyuan Tibing, will break his arms."
Brain!”
Ahem...
Lin Huang coughed twice violently. Xuanyuan Tibing was really relaxed and happy when he talked about killing people. If Ye Wuchan was still in the world and had lived for more than two hundred years, he didn't know how tyrannical he would be.
When raising troops, they kill at will.
Afterwards, Lin Huang became even more confused.
If Lin Changtian had nothing to do with Wuchan Temple, why did he go to Wuchan Temple more than ten years ago before going to Yin Yang Valley?
"I still have a question?"
Ignoring Ye Wuchan's topic, Lin Huang then asked drunkenly, "Everyone knows that Xuanyuan Tibing will be invincible as soon as he joins Wuhou, but is it true?"
In the study, Xuanyuan Tibing suddenly chuckled twice.
Even though Xuanyuan Tibing was vaguely drunk at this moment, his tiger eyes were shining brightly, exuding unparalleled domineering power. "I, Xuanyuan Tibing, carry millions of soldiers. Who dares to fight with me?
In the spiritual realm, or in the entire Cangqiong Continent, no one can stop my shot in the Wuhou realm!"
Lin Huang looked slightly stunned, quickly took a sip of wine, and said somewhat disappointedly: "The wind is a bit strong!"
"You kid..."
Xuanyuan Tibing lay on the pile of books, raised his foot and kicked Lin Huang twice, and cursed with a smile: "One day, you will know that what I said is true. If you call me uncle, I can tell you to attack the big brother."
This technique will make you the second person who becomes invincible as soon as you become a Marquis of Wu!"
At this time, Xuanyuan Tibing was still obsessed with taking advantage of Lin Changtian.
"Don't learn!"
Lin Huang uttered two words in a daze, but after finishing speaking, he suddenly woke up and his intestines were green with regret.
Xuanyuan Tibing smiled heartily, like an idle middle-aged man, without the slightest bearing of a human myth.
Boom, boom, boom.
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside the study, "Master, in a border city of the Great Zhou Dynasty, 30,000 people turned into puppets of the Blood Spirit Palace overnight, and more than 70,000 people were massacred in three days.
!”
Listening to Feng Wanli's voice outside the door, Lin Huang was obviously startled and couldn't help but take a breath.
Thirty thousand people turned into puppets and massacred more than 70,000 people...Has the Blood Spirit Palace really started to take action to welcome the evil king's return?
Lin Huang turned his head and saw that Xuanyuan Tibing had already stood up, all the alcohol in his body had disappeared, his silent face was like a blade carved on a knife, standing quietly in the study, as majestic as a mountain.
Lin Huang didn't say much. After bowing deeply, he left the study.
Walking down from Tiance Building, Lin Huang looked at the sky that was gradually turning into darkness, with a look of perseverance in his dark eyes...
The Blood Spirit Palace is causing trouble, and the Yin Yang Valley is about to be born. There will be no escape from a huge disaster. I am afraid that the sky in the Eastern Spirit Realm will be as chilling and frightening as the dark night before long.
He has not yet entered the realm of Wuhou, and he has not yet had the capital to compete head-on with the Blood Spirit Palace and the Evil King. But he also has his own matters that have not been completed yet.
Xie Qinghou paid the price of his life in exchange for the list of people hidden in the Blood Spirit Palace in the Eastern Spirit Realm. Under the crazy assassination of Thirteen Killers, more than half of the people on the list had died.
But they still haven't killed them all.
The killing will naturally not stop until the heroes' souls and bones are cold.
That night, Lin Huang and Lin Cangxue left Xuanyuan Mansion together and re-entered the world in the name of Thirteen Kills!
"Boss Lin..."
As soon as the two of them left Xuanyuan Mansion, Little Fatty Bai's enchanting voice came from behind.
Lin Huang turned his head and saw Little Fatty Bai riding a big white cat and chasing after him with a fawning smile, "This Xuanyuan Mansion is too boring, like a place where a bird doesn't poop. You can't abandon me."
!”
Lin Huang frowned slightly, but his eyes fell on the girl in red behind him.
Jun Qingcheng did not speak, but stared at Lin Huang with a pair of clear eyes, which made Lin Huang feel a little scared.
"Very dangerous!"
Lin Huang told Jun Qingcheng that he could take Xiaopang Bai with him, but he did not want Jun Qingcheng to be in danger. Moreover, once Jun Qingcheng drew his sword, Lin Huang would no longer have the need to take action.
This... is so embarrassing.
"Not long after, I will leave Dongling Realm!"
Jun Qingcheng said silently, with expectation and reluctance in her eyes.
Lin Huang frowned slightly, feeling lost in his heart for a moment.
Jun Qingcheng ran away secretly, so naturally he couldn't stay any longer. When he was in the Locked Dragon Land, Jun Qingcheng said that the family's patrol angel was about to find the Eastern Spirit Realm!
After thinking for a moment, Lin Huang raised his foot and kicked Xiaopang Bai off the big white cat, and then sat on it with Jun Qingcheng in his arms.
The big white cat roared in a low voice, seeming a little unhappy. Lin Huang threw a pill to it and became very docile and spineless.
Afterwards, Lin Huang led Lin Cangxue and Jun Qingcheng on the back of the big white cat away, leaving Little Fatty Bai to curse Lin Huang for being unfaithful, but he followed him...