Grassroots Immortality

Lin Xian let Wu Ningying and Xindi go, firstly because they at least had no bad intentions towards him.

Secondly, he also wanted to show his attitude to Xuanqing Palace, whether it was a declaration of war or a warning to Xuanqing Palace.

At least he was not afraid of all the Jindan cultivators in Xuanqing Palace. If a Yuanying cultivator wanted to deal with him, he would at least have to find him.

He had the treasure Qiankun Mirror, and now Lin Xian was confident that after using the Qiankun Mirror to restrain his aura, the Yuanying cultivator would not be able to find him.

And how many Yuanying cultivators were there in Xuanqing Palace? One? Or two?

He was alone now, and he could say that he had plenty of ways to deal with Xuanqing Palace, but Lin Xian thought that was too naive, and he did not intend to do so.

But if there were really blind cultivators who were sent to him, he would destroy them if he could, and if he could not, he would run away.

Half an hour later, Lin Xian was already standing at the entrance of Linjia Village.

At this moment, Lin Xian's mood was extremely complicated. He had stood in this place many times in his dreams, and even in the Heart Demon Tribulation, he had come back several times.

But today, he really stood on the land of Linjia Village.

I still remember that I got on the carriage from here and went to Cangyue Sect, where I met Mr. Huo and embarked on the road of cultivating immortals.

The bumpy mountain road in the past has been built into a wide road. Not only is the road twice as wide, but it is also paved with bluestone, which is very flat.

Looking at this road leading to the town, Lin Xian couldn't help but smile.

I remember that he suffered a lot in the carriage at the beginning. It was bumpy all the way. He vomited several times on the way. After arriving at Baishi Town, the whole person was light.

Releasing his spiritual sense, Lin Xian found that his old house seemed very lively today, and a large number of people gathered there.

Today, the population of Linjia Village seems to have increased a lot, and there are many more newly built houses. Life seems to be better than when he was there.

Lin Xian walked slowly forward and unconsciously came to the house where his parents used to live.

The house was no longer the thatched house, but a tiled house, and the whole house was built in two floors.

The surface of the wall was also coated with a layer of white lime, and the whole house looked much more imposing.

Today, there were many people outside the house, as if there was some happy event. Could it be that the people living in the house now were going to have a happy event?

Lin Xian was worried. Who was living in this house now?

Was it the descendants of the eldest brother, or the descendants of the second brother? In order to find out the situation, Lin Xian also released his spiritual sense again.

But the situation in the house stunned him. There was no sign of living in the house, but a young man was worshiping his ancestors.

And this ancestor was his parents. On the shrine in the hall on the first floor, there were portraits of the two elders. The young man was wearing official uniforms, kneeling on his knees, and kowtowing to the portraits of the two elders.

"This is Lin Kun's great-grandson. Now he has won the first place in the imperial examination. This time he came back to worship his ancestors."

"Really? I heard that Lin Kun is the oldest old man in our Linjia Village. Although everyone in his family is very long-lived, Lin Kun is still the oldest."

"The reason is that there is an immortal in their family. I heard all this from my grandfather. I heard that it is Lin Kun's younger brother, who seems to be named Lin Xian, who has become an immortal. They have all eaten the elixir given by the immortal, so of course they are so long-lived. Look at the people in their family, who are all over a hundred years old? This is no secret in our Canglan country."

The people in the village gathered outside and talked about it, while the gate was guarded by soldiers, and ordinary people were not allowed to break in casually.

However, these were of course just decorations for Lin Xian. He flashed and rushed to the second floor. The speed was so fast that these mortals could not see clearly at all.

On the second floor, there was also a huge room, just like the first floor.

Lin Xian also saw that this house had been uninhabited for a long time. It seemed to have been transformed into an ancestral hall, unlike ordinary houses, which were divided into many small rooms.

Although their old house was divided into two floors, there were actually only two rooms.

There were also several portraits hanging upstairs. From the portraits, Lin Xian roughly recognized his father and mother, and even his eldest and second brothers. These people were indeed no longer alive.

But when he saw one of the portraits, he was also a little surprised, because that person looked too much like himself when he was young. Could it really be his portrait?

Lin Xian smiled. He was still alive and well, but he was painted as a portrait and hung on the wall.

In addition to the portraits, there were many things on the second floor, including some hunting tools. Lin Xian recognized them at a glance. Those tools were used by his father when hunting in the past.

There were also many daily necessities, such as porcelain bowls, pottery jars, etc. in his previous home, which were now placed here.

Lin Xian was fascinated by it, and at the same time recalled the time when he lived with his parents when he was a child.

Lin Xian stroked these things with a smile, as if each one was a treasure, and each item here carried many memories of his childhood.

It was as if he saw his father and mother when he looked at these things, and it was as if the days of chasing and playing with his eldest and second brothers were just yesterday.

Just as Lin Xian's thoughts were lost in memories, an old man walked up from downstairs.

When the old man went up to the second floor, he saw someone already there, a stranger. The old man was also shocked at first.

After coming to his senses, the old man asked Lin Xian: "Who are you and why did you break into my Lin family ancestral hall without permission?"

Lin Xian did not answer, but just looked at the old man quietly. From the old man's face, Lin Xian saw a bit of his second brother's shadow.

"Are you the descendant of my second brother Lin Kun?" Lin Xian said casually.

Lin Xian's casual words almost made the old man's heart jump out. He directly covered his chest with his hands and his breathing became rapid.

Lin Xian saw that the old man was pale and breathing rapidly. He might die.

So he pressed his palm on the old man's chest, and the magic power flowed out of his palm and entered the old man's body.

The old man only felt a coolness in his heart, his breathing became smooth, his face became rosy again, and at the same time, he felt that his spirit was much better.

After the old man recovered, he knelt down in front of Lin Xian without hesitation, kowtowed, and said loudly: "Unfilial descendant Lin worships the third uncle!"

Lin Xian couldn't bear to see an old man in his sixties kowtow to him, so he raised his right hand slightly, and the old man was lifted up by a soft force.

Seeing this, the old man knew that this was the immortal of their Lin family's ancestor who had returned!