Wang Zhanmeng's son, Wang Xiaoyun, felt a little unbelievable. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Nature.2

He felt that his father, who was ruthless and didn't know what family affection was, was so abnormal today?

Involuntarily, he looked up at the top of the mountain, his mouth was like a river, and he told Lin Yi about the twenty-four filial piety pictures.

At first, he also felt that Lin Yi was able to climb to the top of Huangquan and gain control of the Void Spirit Pagoda because of his light.

He thought to himself: "If it was me who represented the top ten of the human race and participated in the competition of the Hundred Clans Conference, it was not Lin Yi, maybe I would be the one who controls the Void Spirit Tower now." ”

Of course, this is just Wang Xiaoyun's wishful thinking.

He looked up at the top of Heming Mountain, and like an immortal, Lin Yi, who told the twenty-four filial piety pictures, listened and listened, and unconsciously, his eyes were deep.

Lin Yi's words seemed to have some kind of magic power, and they actually touched the softest string in his heart.

After only a few moments, Wang Xiaoyun also knelt on the ground and began to cry.

Driven by the two of them, the descendants of the Wang tribe behind all knelt on the ground, howling and crying, like a mourning exam.

Wang Er Mazi leaned on the top of the mountain, on a tree with a crooked neck, holding a pot of old wine, drunk, looking at the children and grandchildren who were crying at the bottom of the mountain, smiled bitterly, and shook his head.

"Hmph, I knew today, didn't I regret it at the beginning......?

Since Lin Yi killed the Four Emperors, exterminated dozens of tribes, and returned to Heming Mountain.

The entire Wang tribe was shocked.

Wang Zhan was so frightened that his soul flew away, listening to the spies in the clan come back to report, how Lin Yi was wise and martial, beheaded the four emperors in a year, and even the primordial gods of the four emperors did not let go, and wiped out several clans in one word.

Frightened, Wang Zhanmeng hung up and peed his pants.

Thinking of the various reproaches he gave when Wang Er Mazi led the thin young man to find him and ask him for the quota for the Hundred Clans Conference, Wang Zhanmeng was afraid.

"That Lin Yi is so terrifying, he can wipe out several clans in one eye, our Wang tribe, in his eyes, is not even a fart at all. ”

Wang Zhan's fierce and anxious group turned straight around, like ants on a hot pot.

In the end, it was his mother-in-law who came up with an idea for him.

"Since Lin Yi is so powerful, and the relationship with the old man is so irreversible, you might as well be cheeky and beg the old man, perhaps, the old man will recognize your son again when he sees that you sincerely admit your mistakes. At that time, no matter how powerful Lin Yi is, he can't refute the old man's face, naturally he can't kill you, let alone destroy our entire clan. ”

Wang Zhanmeng felt that his mother-in-law's words were very reasonable, so he set off overnight and came to the foot of Heming Mountain, explained his intentions, and begged to see his father Wang Ermazi.

Wang Er Mazi had already been very sad about Wang Zhan, where would he meet.

So, Wang Zhan was hung under the mountain for ten days.

Today, listening to Lin Yi's sermon on the opening of the altar, he said that filial piety comes first, not only repentant, but also feeling, Wang Zhanmeng could no longer control his emotions, and knelt on the ground in front of Wang Ermazi, crying loudly.

On the top of the mountain, the unscrupulous Taoist sat beside Wang Er Mazi, looking at Wang Zhanmeng, who was crying at the bottom of the mountain, he sneered and said: "Such a son, pigs and dogs are not as good, Lao Mazi, I advise you to simply kill it with a knife, if you can't do it, I will help you." ”

When the cloth bag monk heard this, he was immediately unhappy.

"Thief Taoist, shut up. Anyway, it's Lao Mazi's son, whether you recognize it or not, it all depends on Lao Mazi's own meaning, why do you open your mouth to kill someone's son?

The cloth bag monk was dissatisfied.

At this time, Liu Yan suddenly spoke.

"Two seniors, please silence and don't disturb Lin Yijun's preaching. ”

Liu Yan said.

The unscrupulous man opened his mouth, but finally nodded.

The cloth bag monk smiled, folded his hands, raised his eyes to look at Lin Yi, and listened to Lin Yi's preaching.

Wang Er Mazi had already been fascinated by it, his drunken eyes became brighter and brighter, and his whole person became more and more sober.

At this moment.

Whether it's up the mountain, or down the mountain, whether it's in the air, or on the ground.

Tens of millions of living beings, all of them could be fascinated, the silence around them was silent, only Lin Yi's clear voice, echoing in the mountains and in the void.

Lin Yi's mouth is like a river, his tongue is like a lotus, and he preached in Heming Mountain for three days and three nights.

On the first day, the mountains were full of flowers and flowers.

On the second day, rain fell from the sky, moistening the earth, nourishing the herbs, and moistening the flowers.

On the third day, the lotus was born out of thin air, curling and swaying around Heming Mountain.

Accompanied by Lin Yi's preaching, there were divine birds transformed into spiritual energy, circling and flying around the top of the crane singing mountain.

Countless bees and butterflies turned into aura, fluttering their wings, shuttling among the flowers.

Unconsciously, the Dao preached by Lin Yi coincided with the Heavenly Dao in the Huangquan World.

Such a magical scene made tens of millions of living beings around Heming Mountain all look stupid.

"Lin Yijun, if you are really a celestial man, this kind of heavenly power is simply unheard of. ”

"Lin Yijun's demeanor, compared to the head of Kunlun Immortal Mountain, is only afraid that it will cost 108,000 miles. ”

"Yes, three hundred years ago, the Kunlun Relic Clan was in charge of Ling Invincible, and when he preached on the top of Kunlun Immortal Mountain, there was no such scene. It seems that Lin Yijun is really the chosen son. ”

For a while, the sound of admiration was endless.

The talk that Lin Yi is the chosen one fills the eardrums of all the powerful ones.

In the clouds, the Divine Winged Fire Phoenix stood on the top of the mountain from afar, and his chic posture was like Lin Yi of the Nine Heavens Immortal King, and he could no longer give birth to a trace of disrespect in his heart.

Such a young supreme, far-sighted, with monstrous combat power, is a matter of course, it is never an exaggeration to say that he is the son of the chosen one, although his cultivation is only a fifth-order martial king, but in time, it is only a matter of time before he reaches the top of the Huangquan powerhouse.

At the foot of Heming Mountain, among the clouds, those Tianjiao of the Hundred Clans, who had been defeated by Lin Yi at the Hundred Clans Conference, were completely impressed by Lin Yi at this moment.

All Tianjiao listened to Lin Yi's preaching with great devotion.

After three days, all the powerful people of the Tianjiao and the strong people of the hundred clans have benefited a lot.

Together with Lin Yi, the unscrupulous Taoists and Budai monks who came to the Huangquan world all felt that listening to Lin Yi's sermon for three days was better than reading a century-old book.

After three days, the unscrupulous Taoist people could no longer have the slightest dissatisfaction and resistance to Lin Yi in their hearts, and became convinced, looking at Lin Yi's gaze, and there was no pickiness.

The cloth bag monk looked at Lin Yi, who was floating out of the dust, like an immortal king, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and nodded proudly.

He said to himself: "I know that Master Lin Xiao, no matter where he goes, he will write miracles." This Huangquan world, after all, is too small, only a few months of effort, it was conquered by Lin Xiaoshi, I think, Shengwu Da 6 is the real stage of Lin Xiaoshi. ”

It was rare for an unscrupulous Taoist to laugh once, he nodded and smiled: "Yes, our old brothers, we can also be regarded as witnessing with our own eyes that Lin Yi has grown from an unknown origin to a feared supreme giant." Now, in the Yellow Springs World, he has reached the top, and when he returns to the Holy Martial Arts 6, his vision will be completely different. ”