Beastmaster of the Ages

The core of Lin's power, the 'clan ancestral hall', was built on the edge of this battlefield.

In other words, the battlefield is the front yard of the ancestral hall.

Today, all the martyrs of the clan witnessed the battle. Before the decisive battle, there were more than a dozen people kneeling on futons in the ancestral hall, chanting words, praying to their ancestors, and reporting to their ancestors the replacement of the two direct lineages.

After the ceremony, a group of people looked solemn and lit incense one after another.

In the ancestral hall, there are bursts of incense.

Among them, the only ones Li Tianming had seen were the one-armed and white-browed Lin Jie, and the fat, burly six-meridian ‘Lin Xiong’.

Lin Jie's face was solemn, while Lin Xiong's face was gloomy. His dark eyes contained deep anger. Even when he was putting incense, his hands were squeezed extra hard.

No one spoke in the entire ancestral hall. It seemed calm, but in fact the atmosphere had already reached the extreme point of explosion.

A lot of sneers and anger are hidden deep in my heart.

When they were about to explode, they glanced at the door.

At the door, an old man was sitting on a wooden chair, his head tilted, looking at the endless sea of ​​people in front of him, as if he had fallen asleep.

His skin looked the same color as a dead tree, as if it would blend into the loess at any time.

From his direction, he could see everything in the clan battlefield.

Lin Xiong walked out from inside and stood beside him. He looked down and saw that the old man's eyes were a little unable to open, but the eyes under his eyelids were still trembling slightly, and they seemed to be hazy with tears in a trance.

"Times... times have changed."

The old man said these four words in a hoarse voice.

"Yes, the children have forgotten their hatred and have their own ideas. Brother Tiger, lost to the times." Lin Xiong said.

"lose……"

"I hope he can be more decent today." Lin Xiong said.

Eighty percent of the second-line families agreed to carry out the clan heirloom.

This is already disgraceful.

Behind them, Lin Jie and a few others looked at these two figures, with a sneer on their lips unknowingly.

…

Crash.

When Li Tianming's family of six came out of the Lin family's small ship, the tens of millions of Lin family members in front of them gave them a passage to the battlefield.

After they appeared, the battlefield, which had been bustling with excitement and discussion, fell into dead silence in an instant.

On both sides of the road, many men, women and children stood together, watching the family.

Most of these people are from the second line.

Because it was the second lineage clan that won the title, they were allowed to watch the battle live. Those from other lines, as long as they were not high-level figures, could basically watch more carefully at home through the projection of the battlefield.

Even the countless Lin family descendants and clans stationed in other Ten Thousand Swords Merchant Alliance on the Dark Star can watch the battle through the barrier!

Only Ermai's own family members could personally witness at the scene, which led the tens of millions of years of Ermai's direct line to its end.

Countless martyrs!

Including the Taixu Sword Demon ‘Lin Demon’, all of them have been masters of the second lineage and are all direct ancestors.

Now, it stops at Lin Yao.

For Lin Xiao and everyone in Ermai, the feelings are undoubtedly complicated.

Even if they are only a thousand years old and middle-aged, they have witnessed Lin Yao's era of prosperity, so it is impossible for them to ridicule or insult him in person.

However, this silent 'look' without sympathy is also heartbreaking.

Fortunately, Lin Yao was mentally prepared.

He didn't want to join the war yesterday because he didn't want to face the 'eyes' of tens of millions of compatriots of the second line.

actually!

As long as they appear here, it means that Lin Yao did not abstain today, which means that no matter whether he wins or loses today, there will be a battle!

From the looks in the eyes of the compatriots of the Second Line, it can be seen that many of the elders actually hope that Lin Yao will not come today.

If you don't show up, and you won't show up in the future, it won't be a shame, and it will be considered as retaining the last bit of dignity.

Now that it's here, it's hard to say.

It’s already late and no longer guaranteed.

But there are also more humiliating ones.

"well……"

Finally, someone couldn't help it, looked at their family with complicated expressions, and sighed.

This disappointed sigh is actually the sharpest sword, and it can penetrate deeper into the heart than any taunt.

"grandfather."

Li Tianming held his arm, smiled at him, and said: "Don't panic, based on my years of pretentious experience, this situation is a god-level foreshadowing for a slap in the face. Every disappointed sigh, It all ends up being a gasp.”

"...!"

Hearing this, Lin Yao's face twitched, and finally he couldn't help laughing.

"Trash, is he as free and easy as your grandson?"

Dong Shenyue cursed and swaggered, and straightened his back while sighing countless times.

If she really cared about other people's opinions, she would have left Lin Yao long ago.

"It's not that grandpa is not free and easy, but he loves his family, his second lineage, and his relatives too deeply. If he doesn't love him, how can he be sad?"

Li Tianming said.

Today, Lin Yao let them down.

However, Ermai also disappointed Li Tianming.

Disappointment will only arouse his rebellious psychology.

Even though he could still smile, the fire in his heart was already burning like crazy.

In this way, their family of six passed through this "death-level" passage of disappointment and sighs, and arrived at the "Lin Ancestral Hall Battlefield"!

In fact, this is just an ordinary sea area in the Infinite Sword Sea.

Because it is in front of the ancestral hall and behind the Mausoleum of the God of Ten Thousand Swords, it is endowed with a sacred and profound meaning.

"Here he comes."

Not far away, Lin Wuyi and Lin Xiaoyun were the hosts of the clan's heirloom today.

They were smiling.

"Thank you for your hard work, two old men." Lin Wuyi smiled softly.

Unfortunately, no one paid attention to her.

Li Tianming and his family of six stood in the battlefield, waiting for their opponents to arrive.

Audiences, wait with bated breath.

Lin Bao, his son Lin Huan, and Lin Xiaogui were all hiding among the thousands of spectators, watching them silently.

At this moment, Lin Yao, as the head of the family, stood in front.

The storm on the Infinite Sword Sea swept across, making his black sword robe rustle. His thin body seemed to be blown down by the wind at any time.

Who wouldn’t sigh with such a frail body and family?

Perhaps, this is the twilight of heroes.

All cats and dogs can take a bite.

Any minor character can be disappointed and sigh at him.

All of this was fire pouring into Li Tianming's chest.

"It stands to reason that as challengers, Lin Biao and his family should arrive first." Someone said.

"It's not their fault, it's Lin Laoer's family of six who came early."

"A family of six...how ironic. There are 1,683 people in Lin Rong's family tree listed in the family tree."

Just when people started to discuss and compare again, another protagonist appeared today.

Buzz!

The compatriots of the Second Line made way for a larger passage.

Looking from a distance, a team gathered thousands of people. They came with swords and formed a sword formation with great momentum. They were full of power and energy.

Judging from their eyes, they are confident and proud, and they are extremely satisfied and proud of the "prosperous population".

Therefore, no one would sigh at them at all, and the eyes of the audience added to their brilliance.

"Oh, it's really time to change the government."

This sentence is hidden in the hearts of too many people.

Buzz!

A large family headed by Lin Rong, Lin Lang, and Lin Weijian entered the battlefield in an orderly manner. Although they were large, they were not aggressive and looked particularly decent.

"Second Master!"

Under the spotlight, Lin Yao led more than a thousand people to Lin Yao.

"kneel!"

Just when people thought he was going to provoke, he looked solemn and led thousands of clan members to kneel down neatly in front of Lin Yao.

Wow!

They knelt very neatly.

Everyone, including Lin Yao, kowtowed to Lin Yao.

"A descendant of the Lin Rong family has met the Pulse Master."

Of course, they are all on the sea, so kowtowing does not have to be done on the ground, just show the posture.

Such a scene shocked the audience and made them very puzzled.

Their eyes were all turned to Lin Biao.

I saw the gray-robed Lin Bian, kowtow three times in a row, lowered his head and said loudly in a righteous voice: "Second Master, please forgive me! Today's clan is seizing the direct descendants, not because the Second Lineage denies the Second Master's achievements. As we all know, the Second Master's lineage My ancestors have led the disciples of the second line to pass down the generations and have made great contributions. The second master has also devoted his whole life and made contributions that all the disciples of the second line will be grateful and will always be remembered!"

Having said this, he raised his head, looked at Lin Yan with miserable eyes, and continued: "However, the second lineage has fallen into today's embarrassing situation. The second master and I, as well as the clan members, feel deeply helpless. Today, Lin Yao's lineage is affected by the clan. The ancestral hall has entrusted us with the wishes of the fifth lineage, and has gained the trust of more than 60 million compatriots of the second lineage and given them important responsibilities. Although the act of seizing the direct descendant has damaged the reputation of the second master, the trust of all people is too heavy! Our family is also a member of the second lineage and one lineage. We have no choice but to comply with the popular sentiments of the Second Line and seize the direct descendants. Please understand us, the Second Line, and the Lin family!"

"I believe that the people of Ermai will always remember the achievements of Ermai, let alone his love for Ermai. I, the Lin Ao family, will also give the greatest respect to Ermai. If we are lucky enough to succeed in seizing the legitimate son, we will also Take the second master as our goal, inherit the second master’s heart, and restore the second lineage!”

Lin Ao spoke this passage with high passion, full of emotion and tears.

After listening to this paragraph, and then seeing them all kneeling down...

The Lin family's disciples were immediately moved.

I was moved by their sentiment, courage and style.

Everyone in Ermai looked at each other, too excited to speak.

"Lin Yan, you are serious."

"I gave Lin Laoer the greatest dignity."

"I'm already kneeling, what else can I do?"

"With them in Ermai, really, there is still hope."

All these words were not what Li Tianming expected.

He can only say that the other party's methods are very clever.

Kneel down, be righteous...all this, for what?

Of course, they must first occupy the moral high ground, whitewash their "scheming to usurp the throne" of Lin Bong and his family, lower their posture, and win over people's hearts.

Therefore, when the masses were moved by Lin Biao's courage, he had succeeded.

At this time, it would be despicable for Lin Yao to even accept the battle.

"Please, Second Master, forgive me!"

Lin Yao kowtowed again.

"Please forgive me, Master!"

Thousands of people from Lin Biao's group kowtowed in unison.

The scene is spectacular.

The compatriots of the second line were deeply affected and burst into tears.

At this moment, a discordant voice sounded.

"Fellow members of the Kneeling Clan, have you finished kowtowing? After kowtowing, get up and fight quickly. I'm in a hurry."

The words were too abrupt.

The heroes were furious and turned around to see that the person speaking was none other than Li Tianming.

"I count three times. After three times, those who kneel again will be my grandson."

Li Tianming smiled.

His words transferred all the pressure on Lin Yao to him.

He helped grandpa and held on.

So, the next moment, overwhelming curses swept towards him.

But, he didn't react at all.

Of course, the battle to win the inheritance starts from the least important thing, which is the 'Battle of Young Geniuses'.

"Grandpa, grandma, stay back."

Li Tianming replaced Lin Biao and became the protagonist of this battlefield. He waved his hand, and his wife and two concubines guarded him.

Then, he pointed his fingers at Lin Yan, who stood up one after another, and said: "Don't just act, there are only ten people, and the others should stay away."