Star Odyssey

Lu Yin walked up to Hu Qiu and stared at him: "Look at me."

Hu Qiu subconsciously looked at Lu Yin, his eyes full of sorrow.

"Has anything like this happened in your family history?"

"Something like that?"

"To put it simply, he was being hunted."

Hu Qiu was confused: "Being hunted? No, who will chase us?"

Lu Yin said: "But as far as I know, your family has been moving and leaving its original residence every once in a while. The last time it moved was before you were born. So you were in Sinan Star as soon as you were born."

Hu Qiu was puzzled: "How do you know, sir?"

Lu Yin narrowed his eyes: "Your relatives may not be dead."

Hu Qiu's eyes widened and he grabbed Lu Yin: "Sir, how do you know? Is it true? They are not dead?"

Lu Yin said: "I just said that he may not be dead, because my old friend is not that easy to die." He did not expect that his old friend was right next to him.

Hu Qiu comes from the Baiye Clan, but hundreds of millions of years have passed, and the Baiye Clan has dispersed to no one knows where. And he didn't know many old friends of the Baiye clan, so he never thought it would be such a coincidence.

If I had known earlier, I should have gone to Hu Qiu's house.

The attack on their home may be related to those masked men, as well as the deaths of Shangqing and Bai Xue, and the attack on Wendy Yushan. There is a hand in the universe that is erasing his past.

Those old friends that I have not found will be found by those people.

If he is really his old friend and is still alive today, as long as there are one or two people with good talents, their strength will not be low.

In the three-law battle, since a battle occurs, it means there is resistance, so I really don’t know who will win and who will lose.

Hu Qiu couldn't understand what Lu Yin said, but Lu Yin had told his identity of the Baiye clan before, and now he said so again. No matter how stupid he was, he knew that Lu Yin knew his family.

"Sir, do you know anything? Can you tell me? Can you help me find my grandfather and the others?" Hu Qiu begged.

Lu Yin patted him on the shoulder: "If they were not dead, they would definitely come to find you. Now that they have disappeared, there must be some reason for it. Dean Yu Shan said that you want to go back. It is too impulsive. If your grandfather and the others are not dead, because I have been hiding during this battle. If you go back now, you will undoubtedly pass the knife to the enemy and let them find your grandfather and the others through you. "

Hu Qiu put down his hands numbly, yes, if he was not dead, he would harm his grandfather and the others once he went back, but was he really not dead?

He was not a child, and Lu Yin's words were more of a comfort to him. However, even if there was only one ten thousandth chance, he would go on holding on to this hope.

Lu Yin looked at him: "I believe that your relatives are not dead, you must believe it too, and you are safe now. No one in the top thirty teams of the Hidden God Festival dares to touch this matter. This matter must wait until after the Hidden God Festival." Solve it. Maybe your relatives will contact you during the game.”

Hu Qiu gritted his teeth: "I understand, sir."

Lu Yin left with a solemn expression.

Mengluo, Baiye Clan, Shangqing, Wendy Yushan, all old friends, were either dead or injured. This was what he knew, but he didn’t know more. No one from the Seven Hidden Clan would dare to touch them, but in the future, I don’t know, it depends on how big the black hand behind him is.

He wanted to see who was taking action.

He must be an old friend too.

Two days later, Yi was injured and went directly to Team Sinan.

Bian Zhi was not too surprised when he saw Yi Hui. Lu Yin had said that a new substitute would be arriving in the next few days.

To be able to participate in the first thirty games as a substitute at this time, the strength is definitely not low, at least it is at the level of sequence rules.

The vulnerability to injury was the starting point, which was beyond his expectation, but not too much.

Yi Shang stood in front of Lu Yin with a cold expression, "Can you really put me on the Ten Monuments List?"

Lu Yin said calmly: "It's very simple."

"You don't even have any cultivation." Yi Shang became angry the moment he saw Lu Yin. This man was actually just an ordinary person, and he actually deceived him into leaving the Discord Heaven.

That was a violation of his oath.

After paying such a high price, the person who came to see him was just an ordinary person.

If this person fails to explain, even if there is an eternal life sitting here, he will still want to ask for an explanation.

Explain? Too simple.

Lu Yin mentioned the five shortcomings of Yi Shang's sword move in one breath, and Yi Shang was dumbfounded.

There must be some shortcomings in his sword moves. Lu Yin had pointed them out before in Luowang, saying that the marks were too heavy.

Now the shortcomings mentioned are not only that, but also the traces in his heart, the angle of the sword, and even the coordination of breathing. He himself has never thought about those.

It sounds like these so-called shortcomings should no longer exist in the Beginning Realm. They are only made by people who are new to the sword. But when he corrected Lu Yinti's shortcomings, he found that his sword was faster.

"There is no perfect creature. The so-called supreme swordsmanship you understand is just what you should achieve at your level, but it does not mean that you have corrected your shortcomings at your level or even before."

"You can't expect a newcomer to the sword to understand the traces of time. On the other hand, if you understand the traces of time, it doesn't mean that you can surpass the newcomer to the sword on some basis."

"That's what I mean, pure."

"It's just the starting point of swordsmanship, little guy, you haven't even touched the starting point yet."

Yi Shang listened to Lu Yin's words, pondered for a moment, and bowed deeply: "Thank you sir for your advice, please give me your guidance."

Lu Yin raised his eyebrows: "What did you call me?"

Yi Shang quickly changed his words: "Master?"

Lu Yin shook his head: "I passed, you are not qualified."

Yi Shang looked at Lu Yin blankly. Is he not qualified? He has reached the beginning of self-cultivation within a hundred years of age. Although there is support from a circle of resources, under the same circumstances, most people cannot even reach the sequence rules. And he has a unique talent for swordsmanship, is this not enough?

"Just call me team leader." Lu Yin said, then walked to the side of Yishang, pointed his fingertips at the edge of his sword, and tapped it lightly, causing the sword to ring softly.

"How many sounds did you hear?"

Yi Shang blurted out: "One sound."

"Think again."

Yi Shang pondered for a moment: "Three times."

"Think again."

He was easily hurt and confused, but the three voices were correct. He tried hard to recall. As a practitioner of the Beginning Realm, many things that happened in the past could be reproduced and restored perfectly in his memory, especially when he was still cultivating the Time Path.

But no matter how I thought about it, it was always three times.

Lu Yin knocked again.

"Three, three times."

"I hid it for traces."

Yi Shang's eyes widened suddenly and he looked at Lu Yin in shock. Lu Yin's mouth curved up: "After years of searching, if you can find the fourth tone, you will be qualified to challenge the Ten Monuments List again. Of course, will you be able to get on the list?" It also depends on the understanding of other people on the Ten Monuments List. If you can’t get on the list, I will help you.”

After speaking, Lu Yin left.

Yi Shang stood there, slowly lowering his head to look at Jian Feng, hiding the fourth sound? Thinking about it, he was looking for the fourth sound as the gray years enveloped him.

The traces of his cultivation years, this person is just an ordinary person, why should he hide the fourth voice. He couldn't figure it out.

Another day passed and Lang Xiaoyin came, looking very low-key and wrapped up for fear of being recognized.

Behind Lang Xiaoyin followed a group of people, all of whom were there to protect her. Of course, those people were not as strong as her, and they were more involved in dealing with chores.

One of them had a particularly eye-catching figure, a fat man with a long sideways body.

Lang Xiaoyin looked at Bian Zhi, and Bian Zhi looked at her, really surprised.

This woman's external identity is not something he takes seriously, but being able to leave her name on the Ten Monuments List, even for just a moment, means that she has reached the top 10,000 in the universe in her understanding of the ten forces. This is a very high honor.

Even if she is squeezed out, it does not mean that this woman cannot log in again. It's been a while since she challenged herself to be on the list.

As for cultivation.

Overcome hardships.

To be honest, Bian Zhi never thought that this woman could reach such a level of cultivation. Without the support of a huge force, it would be almost impossible.

There must be some invisible force behind this woman, and is she from that circle?

"Are you the leader of the Sinan team? My ancestor asked me to come to you, what's the matter?" Lang Xiaoyin asked when they met, even though he had no respect for Bian Zhi, he was just in an immortal state.

Bian knew: "Join the Sinan team and participate in the Hidden God Festival competition."

Lang Xiaoyin rolled his eyes: "How dare you say that? I know you guys. You are in the top 30 after two rounds of byes. You are so brave. You can't find a way to quit the competition, but you still climb up the pole without fear of falling to death."

Bian Zhi was a little cautious when talking to her. In the past, with his status as the disciple of the old man from the border area and his status as the leader of the Si Realm, he didn't need to care about anyone, but now he knew that this woman might be involved with that circle behind his back, so he didn't I know what to do.

I don’t know when he started to be so cautious.

"Even if I fall to death, I'll take you with me." came a voice.

Lang Xiaoyin was furious after hearing this: "I won't fall to death with you, who are you? You're disgusting, aren't you?"

Lu Yin walked out and looked towards the opposite side with a smile, but not at Lang Xiaoyin, but at the fat man.

At the same time, Fatty also saw Lu Yin and blinked with confusion in his eyes.

Lu Yin smiled even more happily, "Fat man, you are very tall. Do you want to go to the Four Lining Region? Seventh Brother, I still need a road sign."

Upon hearing this, the fat man's pupils shrank sharply, his mouth opened wide, and he was stunned.

Silinyu, road sign, Qi Ge, him, him, him?

Lang Xiaoyin stepped forward and stood between Fatty and Lu Yin, glaring at Lu Yin: "You were the one talking just now, you want to drag me to death? Who are you? What is your relationship with my ancestor? What is your relationship with the Wen family? Tell you. , I’m not afraid of you, me.”

Behind her, an unstoppable force pushed her away.

Lang Xiaoyin was so embarrassed that she almost fell down. She was so angry that she was about to yell, but she saw her fat ancestor standing in front of that person. Oh no, the ancestor was about to take action. She hurriedly stopped her. Although she was angry, she also Not to the point of hitting people.

"Ancestor, there is no need."

Bian Zhi subconsciously wanted to block Lu Yin's front, but after just one step, a terrifying momentum pressed down like a violent mountain, making it difficult for him to move forward.

He looked at the fat man in front of him in shock.

What the hell? This fat man has such a ferocious aura.

It's over, once he takes action, this pillar will definitely die.

However, what happened next left everyone stunned.

The fat man looked at Lu Yin carefully, walked around him, and then asked in a gentle, humble and grandson-like voice that Lang Xiaoyin had never heard before, "Is that you?"

Lang Xiaoyin hates cold.

People around me stared blankly, "What's going on?"

Can a mighty fat man be so gentle?

Bian Zhi stared blankly, whose violent aura he felt just now? Is it this fat man’s?