Linshan Town was established, but it only took three days of effort, and Lin Song felt that this had a lot to do with his supervision and supervision.

When he was assigned to the son of the head of the family, he knew that he had a very thick thigh, and as long as he served the little ancestor who was unhappy all day long, his cultivation path would be smooth.

Of course, if he doesn't serve well, the father of the little ancestor, the big ancestor, and the old ancestor above the big ancestor, will not let him go.

But Lin Song still felt that he was very lucky, after all, the little ancestor had been missing for many years, and because of that reason, the family's compensation must be indispensable.

Year after year, month after month, month after year, in just a flash, Lin Song followed his little ancestor for twenty years.

Watching the little ancestor go from cultivation to total waste to the foundation building period, Lin Song was proud of the Lord at the same time, but he also felt a little worried.

Because no matter whether he advanced or obtained the magic treasures, he, the master, never showed the slightest joy, and he didn't seem to have any feelings for the people of the family and his subordinates.

Occasionally, his temperament changes greatly because of the exercises, and he will hide himself to prevent anyone from seeing the other side of his changes.

Lin Song estimated that the other side of him might be able to smile, but he didn't know why, he didn't want anyone to see it.

When all the subordinates were accustomed to the indifference of their masters, this little ancestor suddenly proposed to build a small town under the Holy Demon Mountain.

Where had Lin Song seen his gentle eyes, although they were only fleeting, they couldn't be faked. While he was secretly surprised in his heart, he also knew that this was a great opportunity for him to earn performance, and he couldn't be sloppy at all!

In those three days, all the subordinates belonging to his little ancestor came to build the town.

The drawings are ready-made, the plans are set, the only trouble is the selection of materials, and some details that require outlandish requirements.

For example, if there is a courtyard, there must be a thatched hut that can be blown away by the wind, but it cannot really be blown away. The walls of the courtyard had to be half-collapsed, and there had to be mundane empty bottles piled up underneath, and there had to be a dug hole in the backyard where nothing had to be placed.

For example, there is a narrow alley, there must be a half-open hole, which has to hide the slingshot he made and the stones he picked with his own hands.

However, when the little ancestor proposed that in order to make Linshan Town popular, there must be a steamed bun shop, Lin Song can be regarded as worried.

It's easy to say that it's popular, but it's a big deal that everyone lives here. But that bun can't be made of spiritual things, it has to be ordinary pork, semi-fat and thin, put more green onions and less meat, and make it into a sauce meat filling.

Lin Song looked at that cold face and said this request, it was just a head and two big! Why do you have to use mundane things to open a steamed bun shop?

If he went to a familiar spiritual chef with such a request, everyone would only think that he and his master were crazy!

Lin Song noticed that the little ancestor with a straight face had an expectant look in his eyes, and finally gritted his teeth and decided to go to the mundane to find a pig in person!

He hurried to catch the pig, and while catching the pig, he caught a mortal who could make steamed buns by the way, and gave a lot of spirit stones as a reward, so that he must teach the little subordinates in the Qi refining period to steam the buns within one day.

On the day the town was built, the steaming buns were also baked, and the subordinates who came and went in ordinary cloth clothes also arrived at their arranged positions.

The streets are lively and tidy, people come and go, and the female nuns are arranged at the door of each courtyard to chat and do needlework, although it is not very similar, but the little ancestor does not like to see the female nuns, and there is a look that is almost the same.

Lin Song felt that everything was perfect, he was a dignified infant demon cultivator, and he was about to be moved to cry by himself!

It's a pity that his little ancestor came once and ate the buns once, but he was even lower.

The little ancestor who returned to the Holy Demon Mountain called the elders to lay down the formation, sealed a few more places, and never mentioned this place again.

The hastily built Linshan Town, as well as the tenderness and expectation in the eyes of the little ancestor, are like a dream for everyone, which obviously exists, but there is always a sense of unreality and unreality.

A group of subordinates felt that the town was fresh, but they lived there willingly, anyway, living here was better than going to the Holy Demon Mountain to tremble and guess the master's intentions.

Lin Song felt that the little ancestor was sometimes quite pitiful.

My mother and brother were harmed, and I was also made to a place where birds don't lay eggs, and I didn't even learn an orthodox demon cultivation method, and in the end, I somehow reached a spatial crack, and all my meridians were about to be shattered.

After returning to the family, although it was better than wandering outside, the person who harmed him was still alive and well, living in the clan land under the protection of his own father, but let him move to the Holy Demon Mountain.

Everyone said that the little ancestor had a good life, and as soon as he returned to the clan, the elders and even the elders were protective of him, although his father was still a little biased, but he had nothing to say to him.

But Lin Song knew that the little ancestor came to the Holy Demon Mountain because of the person who harmed him.

That person is taboo, taboo the little ancestor's Heavenly Demon Root, taboo his advance speed is too fast, taboo the purity of his bloodline...

Lin Song felt that his master was indifferent and ruthless, maybe he didn't care about revenge for his mother and brother, otherwise why didn't he go to that person for so many years?

But he wasn't sure what his master cared about, he didn't know.

Lin Song followed in confusion and firmly, and it was thirteen years in a flash.

He was extremely proud, the little ancestor who was only fifty-five had broken through the early stage of Jindan in one fell swoop, and his aura was so calm that he didn't look like he had just advanced, and no one in the entire Mo family could be called a genius.

The glory of the Heavenly Demon Root reappeared again, and the Demon Bloodline seemed to have been exerted to the extreme in him, and in just four years, he was less than sixty years old, and he actually had the sign of advancing to the middle stage.

However, as the time went on, Lin Song became more and more worried.

The master's fast advancement and strong strength are certainly a good thing, but his increasingly eccentric temperament always makes people feel a sense of suffocation when they stay by his side.

The peers of the Mo family also came to visit and curry favor at the beginning, intending to make friends first when he was weak. But after discovering that this was a stone that was not hot, only Mo Wugongzi didn't mind, and came to see him from time to time.

It's just that today, this Mo Wu Gongzi didn't know what was wrong, and he actually let a strange female cultivator passing by enter the forbidden land of his little ancestor!

Lin Song, who went to the retreat hall to report, felt that his back, which had not sweated for a long time, was going to be soaked.

Waving away the guards guarding the gate of the formation, Lin Song lowered his eyes and opened his mouth respectfully: "Your lord, the town has reported that the fifth prince brought a Jindan early stage female cultivator and trespassed into the forbidden alley without permission, please show the lord." ”

The formation was waved away in an instant, and an afterimage swept past Lin Song without saying a word, disappeared in the Holy Demon Mountain, and came to the forbidden alley of Linshan Town.

Lin Song followed, but looked at his little ancestor in surprise, standing behind the female cultivator, silently, showing the most beautiful smile in the world.