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"The thirty-third generation? The 33rd generation! " A trace of surprise flashed through the middle-aged man's eyes, and he repeated his words.

"I didn't expect it to be the thirty-third generation." The middle-aged man muttered as his face surged with the vicissitudes of life. He looked at Ling Yun with a benevolent gaze, "Child, don't worry. Let me ask you, are you the youngest member of the Ling Family?"

"That's right!" Ling Yun slightly nodded his head, and frowned as he looked at the middle-aged man, "May I ask who Senior is?"

"Who is Ling Qinghe to you?" Is he still alive? " The middle-aged man didn't answer and asked again.

"He's my great-grandfather. As for whether he's still alive or not, I don't know." Lingyun replied, and that was the truth. He looked at the middle-aged man and asked: "Could it be that Senior is a brother or friend of my great-grandfather?"

"Brother? "Friend?" When the middle-aged man heard this, his eyes immediately opened wide and the corner of his mouth twitched. He no longer looked refined like before and said with a dark face, "Little bastard, Ling Qinghe is my biological grandson."

"Huh?" Ling Yun's mouth was agape. If even his great-grandfather was his biological grandson, then wouldn't that mean that his own ancestor had an awkward expression on his face?

Great grandfather's grandfather, if he was still alive, he would at least be three hundred years old!

"Then senior is?" Ling Yun cautiously asked.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man became even more furious. He pointed at Ling Yun, "You …"

Taking a deep breath, the middle-aged man restrained his impulse to teach this descendant a lesson, "Haven't you entered the clan's ancestral hall before?"

"Ugh!" Ling Yun cursed in his heart, cursing himself for not remembering the names of the ancestors when he entered the Ancestral Shrine. It was truly unfilial!

However, our great heir Ling obviously would not admit it. He coughed lightly and moistened his throat, his face not red at all as he said seriously, "Senior, how can you look at the ancestral tablets? That is such a great unfilial deed, how can this junior be such an unfilial one! "

The middle-aged man almost laughed out of anger. Looking at how weird your eyes were, if I didn't look around when you entered the ancestral hall, I wouldn't believe it. Why don't you look at the ancestral tablets? Are you lying to a ghost?

However, his current appearance was indeed similar to a lonely ghost.

"My name is Ling Taixu!" The middle-aged man harrumphed.

"I don't know him!" Ling Yun scratched his head in embarrassment and said sincerely.

The middle-aged man, Ling Taixu, staggered and the figure of the remnant spirit shook, almost dispersing.

"Humph!" Ling Taixu harrumphed in annoyance as he turned around to look at his intact body. He sighed in his heart.

With a slight raise of his illusory hand, the finger on his thigh flashed and a jade pendant the size of a palm appeared in his hand.

With a light flick, the jade pendant slowly flew towards Ling Yun.

Lingyun reached out and took the jade pendant. It was very warm to the touch, and with just a glance, he knew that this was the identity token of their Ling Family's direct descendants.

He turned his eyes towards the jade pendant and saw that one of the pages was inscribed with the bold and powerful words' Ling Taixu '. He flipped to the other side and saw the words' Lingxiao Ling Family's 28th Generation '.

He carefully looked through it once more and bit his finger. Fresh blood dripped onto the jade pendant and a dazzling golden light immediately radiated from it.

Lingyun immediately knew that this jade was real. Everything else could be faked, but the blood test could not be faked.

Rubbing his nose, a hint of awkwardness appeared on his face. He quickly cupped his hands and greeted respectfully: "Junior's grandson Ling Yun greets the Old Ancestor!"