Wang Lin stared at this scene in a daze and took a step forward. With this step, his entire body silently disappeared. When he reappeared, he was inside the city wall.
At this moment, the sun was setting and night shrouded the earth. Wang Lin looked at everything before him, especially the grave that was built by later generations. He knelt on the ground and two streams of tears unknowingly flowed down from his eyes … "Dad, Mom, Tie Zhu is back."
Tears flowed down Wang Lin's face. His eyes were filled with sorrow and longing. This kneel seemed to last for an eternity as time slowly passed.
Ta Shan and the big-headed boy also arrived. Ta Shan's expression was still cold, but the big-headed boy looked at everything before him with a complicated expression.
He originally didn't know where this place was, but after seeing Wang Lin's actions, he knew that this was Xu Mu's ancestral home.
The big-headed boy had never experienced family love in his life. At this moment, he couldn't help but think of his childhood.
Wang Lin looked at the memorial tablet on the grave for a long time before slowly getting up. He looked at the familiar house and felt like he had returned to a thousand years ago, back to the most precious memory in his heart.
He pushed open the door to the courtyard and it creaked. Under the moonlight, nothing in the courtyard had changed. The dining table was still there, but the people were gone.
Vaguely, Wang Lin seemed to hear a voice from a thousand years ago.
"Tie Zhu, how are your studies going?"
"Tie Zhu, you have to study hard. Next year is the county's examination. Whether you will have a bright future will depend on this. Don't be like your father, staying in the village for the rest of your life. Sigh."
"Alright, stop nagging me every day. In my opinion, our Tie Zhu will definitely pass."
"Tie Zhu, your fourth uncle is a good person. Thanks to his help these past few years, your father's wood carvings were able to sell for a good price. If you have a future, don't forget to repay your fourth uncle."
A sorrowful aura emanated from Wang Lin's body. Step by step, he walked into the courtyard, into the home he had not seen for hundreds of years.
Opening the door, although Wang Lin still looked like a young man, his body was shrouded in the vicissitudes of life. He was like an old man who had not returned to his home for a long time and was constantly touching everything with his hands.
Wang Lin touched the wall as the scenes of his childhood flashed through his mind. The sorrow in his heart grew stronger, and the longing for his parents filled his body.
After letting Ta Shan and the big-headed boy wait outside, Wang Lin sat alone inside the ancestral home. He felt the aura of home and forgot about everything in the cultivation world. The only thing left in his mind was the joy of his childhood and the joy of being with his parents.
Everything was quiet, and in that silence, Wang Lin's body and mind were cleansed. Memories of his childhood gradually floated up in his mind.
He quietly sat there. Sometimes he would reveal a happy smile, and sometimes he would reveal melancholy and sadness. Now, he could only recall the scenes of his childhood by himself, lonely memories.
His happiness was lonely, and his smile was clearly filled with silent sorrow and sorrow … Tears flowed down from the corners of his eyes and fell on the ground, leaving behind traces of his memories … The moon gradually passed and the sun rose in the horizon, dispelling the darkness. The sunlight fell on the earth, and it was as if the stars were moving. It continued to spread and filled the Imperial Ancestor City.
As the light outside the window brightened, Wang Lin woke up from his memories. He looked around, stood up, and walked out.
Tashan stood there the entire night without moving.
As for the big-headed boy, the complicated expression in his eyes became even stronger. That night, he also recalled his childhood of being bullied. This caused him to feel a trace of relief for some unknown reason while feeling heart-wrenching pain.
What he thought about the most was his mother who despised him. His mother's annoyed gaze was the source of his heartache, but now, it had faded a lot.
Wang Lin's group of three didn't hide themselves. Now that the sky was bright, they immediately attracted the attention of the patrolling soldiers. Bursts of exclamations echoed, but outside the wall, groups of soldiers looked like they were facing a great enemy. Their gloomy killing intent locked onto the three of them.
At the same time, more than 10 cultivators of different cultivation levels arrived from all directions. The lowest was at the Foundation Establishment stage, and the highest was at the Soul Formation stage. Their divine senses locked onto the three of them like crazy.
An angry roar came from outside the wall. "How dare you! You dare to trespass into the royal ancestral home!? Do you know that this is a crime punishable by death?!"
Sword energy flashed in the sky as cultivators arrived one by one. Their expressions were filled with anger. To Wang Lin, this anger wasn't fake, it was real anger!
"The three of you were able to enter the Wang family's ancestral home without being detected, so you must be cultivators as well. No matter what sect you are from, did your seniors not warn you that aside from the Wang family, no one else is allowed to take even half a step into this place?" The person who spoke was an old man who had reached the Soul Formation stage among the dozen or so cultivators.
Tashan was expressionless and didn't even look around. The big-headed boy rolled his eyes and didn't say anything.
Looking at his parents' grave, Wang Lin withdrew his gaze. He looked up at the dozens of cultivators in the sky and slowly asked, "Who built this grave?"
Wang Lin's voice was calm, but when it entered the ears of the surrounding cultivators, it was as if the majesty of the heavens had filled the air. They couldn't help but feel like they couldn't resist and had to obey.
This feeling came too suddenly, causing the expressions of the surrounding cultivators to change greatly. The Soul Formation cultivator's face turned pale. His cultivation level had reached the Soul Formation stage and he had a domain, so he could feel things more clearly. At this moment, he felt like his domain was about to be swallowed by one sentence.
It was as if there was a force forcing him to answer. If he didn't answer, he would immediately collapse. He subconsciously took a few steps back and said with a trembling voice, "This place … This place was built by the mortal royal family. It is the old home of the royal family's ancestor and also the childhood home of my ancestor, Suzaku!"
As he spoke, he suddenly looked at Wang Lin. He vaguely felt that the person before him was a bit familiar, but he couldn't remember when they had met.
"Royal family …" Wang Lin silently pondered as he looked at his parents' grave. He turned around and was about to leave with Ta Shan and the big-headed boy.
However, just at this moment, the sound of thunder came from the distance. Large amounts of dark clouds rushed over, and at the same time, an angry roar came from the clouds.
"You have guts to dare to trespass into the royal family's ancestral home!
My Zhao's Xuan Dao Sect has been guarding this place for generations. Your actions are looking down on my Xuan Dao Sect too much! "
As the angry roar echoed, a person walked out from the clouds. This person had a head of white hair and his eyes shined brightly. As he walked, the aura of an early stage Soul Transformation cultivator surrounded the area.
When the surrounding cultivators saw the old man, they all became respectful. It was clear that this old man had a very high status here.
"Xuan Dao Sect …" There was a hint of gentleness in Wang Lin's eyes as he looked at the old man. He nodded and slowly said, "You've reached the Soul Transformation stage. Is Zhao a rank 5 cultivation country?"
The old man came in anger, but at this moment, he was startled. He frowned and shouted, "My Zhao became a rank 5 cultivation country 300 years ago. Everyone in Suzaku knows this. Who are you?"
Although he said this, when he looked at Wang Lin, he felt a sense of familiarity, as if he had seen him somewhere before.
"Rank 5 cultivation country …" Wang Lin lowered his head to look at the ground. His eyes were filled with joy. He remembered that Zhao was only a rank 3 cultivation country back then. He didn't expect it to become a rank 5 cultivation country in just a few hundred years.
After withdrawing his gaze, Wang Lin carefully looked at the old man. He was able to see some clues and let out a smile. He felt a very weak aura coming from the old man. This aura belonged to Wang Lin!
He remembered that when he reached the Soul Formation stage in Zhao, he left behind 10 spirit seeds. This old man was one of them.
Wang Lin smiled and asked, "Is it your Xuan Dao Sect that has been guarding this place for all these years?
Are all the cultivators here disciples of the Xuan Dao Sect? "Wang Lin smiled and asked.
The old man frowned and carefully looked at Wang Lin and company. He didn't know why, but he forcibly suppressed his anger. It was as if the people before him gave him a very close feeling. After hesitating for a bit, he said, "It's not just my Xuan Dao Sect. Every once in a while, there will be disciples from other sects that come to guard this place.
The protectors who were able to come here were all people who had made great contributions to their respective sects or were extremely talented. They were prepared to be heavily nurtured.
"Guarding the royal ancestral home is a great honor for all the cultivators in Suzaku!"
The old man didn't know why, but he spoke in great detail in front of Wang Lin. Even he didn't know the reason for all of this.
After hearing the old man's words, Wang Lin's gaze swept past the other cultivators. All of their talents were very good. With Wang Lin's experience, he immediately knew that what the old man said was true.
After pondering for a bit, Wang Lin let out a sigh. He felt touched and slowly said, "Thank you all!"
As he spoke, he flicked his sleeve and a wave of Origin Energy immediately filled the air. It transformed into specks of crystalline light that instantly entered the bodies of every single cultivator in the surroundings. Even the soldiers on the ground who held weapons in their hands had crystalline light enter their bodies.
All of the cultivators' bodies trembled. They immediately felt a heat flow from their bodies and their expressions became strange.
"You …" The Soul Transformation old man was even more surprised. He looked at Wang Lin and felt that he was more and more familiar.
"You're very good. It was worth giving you the spirit seed back then!"
As Wang Lin spoke, he turned around and walked into the distance. Ta Shan and the big-headed boy followed behind him and the three of them disappeared into the horizon.
"Spirit seed … Spirit seed …" The old man's body trembled violently, but he immediately thought of the identity of the other person. His face was filled with excitement that he hadn't felt in hundreds of years and he exclaimed, "Wang family ancestor!!"
After he spoke, the surrounding cultivators' hearts trembled. They were filled with excitement as they looked at where Wang Lin disappeared to in disbelief.
"He … He is the Wang family ancestor?"
"The guardian of Suzaku, the first person in countless years, the Wang family ancestor, Wang Lin!"
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