Chapter 2392

Boom——

In front of the mausoleum of wanjian God, people shouted at the top of their lungs.

At that moment, no one looked at the cold faced Lin admonished them, but focused on their second master Lin!

In the attention of the public, Lin Yu's eyes were red and old tears were everywhere.

He took out a wooden sword, trembled and walked up to the altar!

He put up his wooden sword and pressed it on his lips and bridge of his nose. The tip of the sword pointed to the sky.

Plop!

He knelt on the ground and burst into tears.

"Ancestor, I, Lin Laoer, have a thousand years to live!"

He kowtowed three times against the wooden sword, then raised his head and looked at the wanjian God mausoleum.

"In this thousand years, I will burn all my blood for Lin to repay all my compatriots who have high hopes for old people today!"

Bang!

His forehead hit the altar again.

The sincere and heavy impact sound knocked out the ten thousand sword God mausoleum!

Even outside, it can be heard clearly.

Under the altar, Dong Shenyue bit his arm and didn't cry. He lost face in front of his grandchildren.

Perhaps only she understands what this moment means to Lin Yu.

Not only did he return to the ancestral hall of the clan, but he had the opportunity to take the helm of the Lin family.

It's that number.

Seventy and a half!

"Grandpa conquered seventy-five percent of the people, leaving twenty-five percent to me."

Li Tianming looked at the old man's thin shoulder and took a deep breath.

The big picture is settled!

Seven people, including Lin Jie, Lin Ziqing and Lin meteorite, have blue and purple faces, distorted one by one.

This time, the old sect of clan ancestral hall has been suppressed in number, with the souls of the older generation such as Lin Yu and the strong man at the peak such as Lin Changkong!

The seven of them can't compete at all!

Any decision from now on, they have to step aside.

This means that Lin Jie has been kicked out of the core of power!

Although his expression is the most calm, in fact, the most distorted person here is him.

Once, Lin Yu was his guide and the leader of the commandment Hall of the previous generation. He became a white eyed wolf and fought against Lin Yu again and again.

Why?

Because he is familiar with Lin Yu.

He knew that Lin Yu's late success was due to his most important quality.

That is, tenacity!

Lin Jie knew better that Lin Ying could not agree with his idea.

Therefore, from the beginning, he didn't want Lin Yu to come out of the mountain again.

It's just that Li Tianming is so eye-catching.

This is the day when Lin Jie's head was beaten.

Seventy and a half!

This number made Lin Jie cold.

Even his fifth sword pulse, two adults want Lin Yu to come back!

What's the matter?

He doesn't understand.

"Lin meteorite and Lin Ziqing, you've come back so quickly. You represent the clan ancestral hall privately at the entrance of the ancient Shenji and send our sword God disciples to the dark clan. Next, everyone in the clan ancestral hall will figure it out with you slowly!" Lin Changkong road.

"What?"

"How dare these two do such a thing?"

"No wonder Lin Feng said they wanted to be dogs! It's too dog. Lin Feng survived the immeasurable duel. The immeasurable duel was put forward by Shenxi himself. Who is to blame for his death? "

"They took the initiative to give Lin Feng to the dark family? My God... "

There was a noise outside the ten thousand sword God mausoleum.

"Don't talk nonsense without evidence and frame my father!"

Lin Xiaoyun, the third pulse master, stood up and said to Lin Changkong.

Lin Wuyi is also protecting Lin Ziqing.

Their father, son, mother and daughter are very similar, one virtue.

Lin Changkong was about to say it again. Lin Yu had already stood up at this time. Lin Changkong closed his mouth and sent Lin Yu to the front.

In fact, he also respects Lin Yu.

In the face of hundreds of thousands of Star Gods and hundreds of millions of Lin practitioners, Lin Yu announced for the first time after returning to the clan ancestral hall.

He said, "I have a decision. I want to ask for instructions from the clan ancestral hall and tell you."

"Second master, please say." Lin Changkong road.

Lin Yu said hello and asked Li Tianming to come to him.

He pressed Li Tianming's shoulder and said to the public, "after returning to the clan ancestral hall, my energy will be focused on contributing to the whole family. I am already unable to manage the second sword pulse."

"Therefore, I asked for instructions from the clan ancestral hall to pass on the position of the second sword pulse master to my grandson Lin Feng!"

"As a sword God disciple and the first in the small world king list, although he is young and only a hundred years old, I believe he can bear this burden!"

WOW!

There was another uproar.

Inside and outside the ten thousand sword God mausoleum, everyone looked at each other.

"Lin Feng's temperament is righteous. With the guidance of the second Lord and the care of mother-in-law Dongshen, he will be able to hold up the two pulse flag!"

"He is the person who wants to revitalize our sword God Lin in the future. He should also get more exercise and learn more responsibilities!"

"Therefore, I agree with Lin Feng as the second pulse master!"

The forest bear spoke first.

"The second master has been the pulse master for many years. Before, he was ridiculed by some young people for his age. I think we should not let the second master continue to 'make a fool of himself'. Now there are suitable descendants on top. I agree."

Another clan ancestral hall member said.

This is the current pulse master of the first sword pulse, the eldest son of withered Lin Chongyao!

His remark, which implied a sarcastic joke, caused everyone to laugh.

As for who laughed at Lin Yu's age, most people heard it at that time.

Naturally, it's Lin Xiaoyun and Lin Wuyi!

"I agree!"

"I agree."

Finally, Lin Changkong nodded his approval.

"Lin Feng is an expectant child. His three daughters-in-law are boundless talents. No one can imagine their future. "

"Why can't such a child be the head of a vein when he is about a hundred years old?"

With his words, there are eight people.

The opinions of others are not so important.

In fact, if Li Tianming was not young and the sword pulse was the main inheritance, there was no need to ask for instructions from the clan ancestral hall.

As if most of the clan ancestral halls agree, it can convince the public!

"Well... From today on, my grandson Lin Feng is the second sword pulse master and sword God disciple."

Lin Ying announced.

Li Tianming smiled.

He said, "Dear elders, Lin Fengding will follow the instructions of his grandparents and do his best for the second sword pulse."

At this point, he glanced at Lin Wuyi and Lin Xiaoyun and said, "I also hope you pulse masters can guide me more and let me learn how to be pulse masters."

Everyone knows who he is.

"Well, the pulse master of our second sword pulse is the youngest of tens of thousands of generations in Lin's history! All broke the record! "

"Now, does anyone say that our pulse master is old? Come out and take two steps? "

The east god Yue hissed, and the Yin and Yang were strange.

Lin Wuyi and Lin Xiaoyun lowered their heads and their faces became more blue and purple.

Their faces, and their parents, simply complement each other.

"Ha ha!"

Everyone laughed.

Both Lin Xiaoyun knew that they were laughing at them.

Their faces were tearing.

As the Lord of the upper vessel, Li Tianming has more power.

This is a powerful position!

Sword God disciples are not.

Also, his wife Jiang Feiling can enter the king's world with him!

Fortunately, Lin Xiaoxiao doesn't need the heavenly soul, and micro ink dyeing is far from using the upper world king's heavenly soul.

"The youngest pulse master in history?"

When the news spread, the boundless sword sea boiled again.

At least in the second sword pulse, although Li Tianming is young, he has also been supported by thousands of people.

"Lin Feng, unparalleled in the world!"

Everyone shouted.

Lin, the world returns!

This scene made countless people excited and gave birth to more hope for their family.

Outside the mausoleum of ten thousand swords, it is full of happiness.

Unhappy people slip away on the spot.

In a corner of the boundless sword sea, a man in green stood.

He opened his mouth and looked at the direction of wanjian God mausoleum. His expression was a little like a silly smile.

However, his eyes were like an abyss.

"Is that on him? Interesting, hey, hey, hey, hey. "

He laughed several times in a row, more like a fool.

Just then, someone patted him on the head and shouted, "Lin Jianxing, you're still seriously injured. Are you running out? It's too long, waste! "