If I am not a Confucian saint, I will set off a revolution

While Vulcan Mantis's heart was tumbling, the battle between Lin Ke and the Sword of Sand also came to an end.

In the sky, the black wind and the cold wind merged together, and were manipulated by Lin Ke to carry them towards the yellow sand.

The blow he just used to chop wood on the sand seemed to have only scattered a few handfuls of yellow sand, but in fact the murderous intent had already affected the gathering and dispersion of the sand.

At this time, he was wrapped in the wind transformed by the powerful power of poetry, unable to move.

"Certainly!"

Finally, Lin Ke once again surged with the power of change, and as soon as his natural ability came out, the Sword of Sand suddenly lost its ability to resist.

"You... passed the test."

The Sword of Sand struggled for a while, and finally sent out a thought.

surrender!

surrendered!
So Lin Ke dispersed the power of poetry, and the sword of sand condensed and took shape again.

"I will follow you from now on..." Sand Sword's voice was a little aggrieved and dull, as if he was still recovering from his thoughts.

Lin Ke nodded and opened his hand.

The Sand Sword suddenly floated over, and Lin Ke held the hilt.

The Sand Sword looks extremely rough, and the sand on it rises and falls as if soaked in water.

The sword of earth element, or sand element... Lin Ke held the hilt of the sword and felt it carefully.

At the same time, the name of the sword was also transmitted to Lin Ke’s mind:

storm.

Long sword - storm!
This sword has reached the treasure level!
Moreover, the characteristic of this sword after it became a treasure is that it can be gathered and dispersed.

When gathered together, it becomes an extremely hard blade with high attack power.

After being separated, each grain of sand will become a small sword. Although the attack power is not as high as when it is gathered together, it is better in large numbers.

It will take a long time for Lin Ke to refine this sword. It is estimated that it will take several months to fully master it.

After all, he didn't create it.

Things like the Staff of Holy Wisdom, Pokémon, Sunrise, and Encyclopedia of Creatures can be picked up and used.

The reason is that these are all created by him, so the resulting treasures can be used immediately.

However, like other treasures, Lin Ke must undergo sacrifice if he wants to use them.

Only through sacrifice can the ability of the Storm Sword be fully brought into play.

It's just... the name of the sword is a bit vulgar!

You know, this is not a Western fantasy world!

The naming of storms, lightning, and flames does not conform to traditional Chinese aesthetics.

What is traditional Chinese aesthetics?

Yanhuang, Cangsheng, Zhanlu, Xuanyuan, etc. either have stories or allusions behind them, or they have connotations and meanings.

There are rarely such straightforward names.

"Master, the old master left notes before his death, which are also his inheritance."

Storm Sword's voice was a little low, perhaps a little sad.

After all, Lin Ke became its new owner, which represented the complete departure of the old owner.

"notes?"

Lin Ke nodded and looked at the steps not far away.

At this time, the originally vague things on the steps also appeared.

A set of tables and chairs, and a thin book placed on the table.

Lin Ke stepped forward and felt it carefully.

The tables and chairs were all ordinary wooden tables and chairs, which turned into ashes when Lin Ke touched them, showing their longevity.

"Snapped."

The note suddenly fell to the ground.

""Lin Xiao's Notes"?" Lin Ke was startled: "Is your surname also Lin?"

Storm Sword replied: "Yes, because the old master is a descendant of Master Lin." "Sir Lin?" Lin Ke raised his eyebrows: "Which Master Lin?"

Among all the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty, there were quite a few named Lin.

"Minister of Rites, Lin Xuanji!" Storm Sword's voice was a little low, as if he was still immersed in the sadness of losing his old master:
"Old Master, just like you, Master, are both Lord Lin's children."

Lin Xuanji? !

Lin Ke's pupils suddenly shrank.

Lin Xuanji's son? !
This was a situation that Lin Ke had never imagined.

He glanced at Storm Sword, hid something in his heart without saying it, and asked:

"Oh? He is also my father's son? Then why doesn't this senior return to the capital?"

Too much to say.

Lin Xuanji can be regarded as his enemy.

The enemy's son was either like him or close to Lin Xuanji.

Just distinguish it first.

If the old master of the Storm Sword was close to Lin Xuanji, Lin Ke would have no choice but to erase this hard-won sword spirit.

"Go back to the capital? I don't know..." Storm Sword was a little confused: "If Master Lin was here, the master might not have died..."

Not going back to the capital?

Lin Ke narrowed his eyes and nodded slightly.

If he doesn't return to the capital, there may really be a problem.

But Lin Ke didn't dare to say so. Instead, he picked up the "Lin Xiao's Notes" on the ground and swallowed the Storm Sword into the storage piece.

"Are you going to wait for me here?"

After placing the storm sword, Lin Ke looked at the Vulcan Mantis below.

This space is not big, so it might be a bit boring to wait around.

"...It's okay." Vulcan Mantis' voice was no longer louder than before.

Who is not afraid of Lin Xuanji, the Minister of Rites of the current dynasty?
That was someone who could crush their King of Mantis Island to death even if he plucked a hair from his leg.

It is indeed an honor to have the descendants of such people around.

"Row."

Lin Ke didn't say much, and immediately sat down cross-legged and began to read "Lin Xiao's Notes".

However, as soon as he opened it, Lin Ke saw a striking sentence:
"My father does not regard me as a son."

This is not a note, but a diary? !
Generally speaking, books will have prefaces. For example, elders will write prefaces to the works of younger generations to praise the younger generations, evaluate the works, etc.

The same goes for some novels, autobiographies, etc.

However, generally speaking, the prefaces of the ancients are not so vernacular!

For example, in Yueyang Tower Records, the first line is like "In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, Teng Zijing was relegated to Baling County...".

"My father does not regard me as a son" is completely vulgar language.

Lin Ke was very curious, who was this Lin Xiao?
As a descendant of Lin Xuanji, he has no pen, ink, paper and inkstone, no fine clothes and food, but only a sword with grains of sand and such a thin diary.

So, Lin Ke turned to the next page.

"My mother told me since I was a child that I have a distinguished life experience and a distinguished household registration."

"I deserve to be given a respected status, maybe a respected status like my father, or a fortune teller like my mother."

"Unfortunately, my mother escaped from the Lin Mansion because she sensed danger due to her innate sense. Because of this, I haven't learned anything in the past 20 years."

"Mother is dead."

"Before my mother died, she told me never to go looking for my father, otherwise there would be danger."

"I don't understand. I went, so I also discovered a shocking secret."

"Latecomers, if you don't want to shoulder the heavy responsibility, just look here. The Storm Sword will help you grow, and you can avoid disaster."

"If you care about the common people in the world, if you care about the whole world, if you are loyal to the Holy Emperor..."

"Please read on." (End of chapter)