After awakening the magical power, all demons are firewood

Chapter 207 Uncle Visits Mu Yi Repairs Sword
Chapter 205: Uncle Visits Mu Yi Repairs Sword
Lin Qingye did not fulfill his promise to help Mu Yi get the ring and the Taoist martial arts technique.

I feel very sorry for breaking my promise to my friends.

He could not help but say:
"Muzi, I will go back to the tribe and try to get it for you. Your fighting talent is too strong!"

"As long as you can successfully enter the Dao, you will definitely achieve something!"

Mu Yi was much calmer. He replied:
"Master, you have an awkward position in the clan, and it will probably be useless if you go there."

"It's also because I don't have enough talent. My clan gave me the wood, earth, and water cultivation techniques, but I can't cultivate any of them!"

"Let's wait for the next [Golden Core Cultivation] competition!"

"I see that the Illusionary God Cult has promised to hold a competition every year!"

Erxiao was still studying countermeasures. How could they know that no matter how many times they participated in the competition, they would never get any physical rewards that could be converted into cultivation resources.

"I think the Lin family will be finished sooner or later!"

"The old ancestor doesn't care about things, leaving only a few rotten fish and shrimps, using chicken feathers as a token of authority all day long!"

"This [Songquan Dao Palace] now only recognizes the Yang family!"

"After a few years, we can give up this Lin family ancestral home!"

Lin Qingye complained again.

Mu Yi also said:

"Master, you still have to face reality."

"Isn't this current situation all caused by our dear aunt?"

As soon as Mu Yi said this, Lin Qingye immediately shut up.

It turned out that more than a hundred years ago, there was a civil strife within the Lin family.

The lineage to which Lin Qingye belonged suffered a great defeat in the civil strife and was deprived of most of its rights.

And one of her great aunts, who was the most talented among the Lin family, also resolutely rebelled against the family.

What's even more outrageous is that his great aunt also stole the family's only fourth-tier spiritual treasure that could suppress the family's luck.

For the ghost immortal forces, their own fourth-level ancestor cannot act at will in order to avoid the forty-nine heavenly tribulations.

Normally, the power of the fourth-level forces is supported by the third-level cultivators in the clan, who hold fourth-level magic weapons.

The effect of this clan treasure is much greater than that of a fourth-level ghost fairy!

His aunt's actions directly cut off half of the Lin family's roots.

This also put the Lin family at a complete disadvantage in the competition with the Yang family.

Therefore, Lin Qingye's position in the family is extremely embarrassing.

Fortunately, it was the Immortal Ancestor who upheld justice, and I was lucky enough to have some talent, otherwise I would have been liquidated long ago.

However, no matter the family's attention or resource support, it cannot be compared with the real legitimate son of the Lin family.

The house where the two lived was also the lowest-grade mansion of the Lin family.

The area seemed quite large, but not only was it located in a remote area, but there were only two of them living there.

And they only pulled in the lowest level spiritual vein, which was barely enough for the two of them to practice.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

At this moment, there was a knock on the door in the distance.

The two were greatly surprised, as this garden seldom had visitors.

Lin Qingye led the way and opened the door, only to find a young monk with outstanding temperament and clear appearance.

When the monk saw the two men, he was the first to speak:
"Hello, young gentlemen. Is there any adult at home?"

"I am taking the liberty of coming here because I have something to discuss with you."

Lin Qingye summoned up his magic power, revealing his identity as a cultivator. He replied:

"I have entered the Dao and am the master of this house. I wonder what you are seeking, sir?"

The young Taoist said:
"I have been practicing in another continent for many years. I just returned home and found that my clan had encountered a demonic disaster and was completely destroyed."

"I followed the bloodline all the way here to find the bloodline of my family."

"I wonder if the master can help me?"

Lin Qingye and Mu Yi looked at each other, and no one answered for a while.

There are only two of them living in this courtyard. If what the young monk said is true, he can only be referring to Mu Yi.

The sudden change made the two children, who had little life experience, feel a little at a loss.

Mu Yi asked:
"Sir, you said you came here to recognize your relatives, but do you have any proof?"

The young monk waved his hand and released a very subtle magical power.

Mu Yi only felt a sense of blood connection arising spontaneously.

The monk in front of him suddenly became friendly!

The young monk did not press further. He said to Mu Yi:

"My name is Han Yue. If we are related by blood, you and I are not far apart. You can call me uncle."

"I know that my visit today is very abrupt. I will come back another day."

"You two can come to my residence if you have time."

"I have taken back the old family house, but it has not been tidied up yet, so it is a bit messy."

After saying that, Han Yue left her address and left.

Lin Qingye looked at Mu Yi, who had a complicated expression, and said:
"Muzi, so your last name is Han!"

"Han Yi, sounds better than Mu Yi."

"What do you think? Do you want to recognize your uncle?"

Mu Yi, who can now be called Han Yi, replied:
"Master, I don't know what to do."

"I don't even know what this uncle is going to do to me."

"However, I am still a member of our Lin family. You won't ignore me, right?"

"How can you and I be considered members of the Lin family? If my aunt returns home and wants to take me away, I will not hesitate at all!"

"Well, your uncle left an address, saying it's the ancestral home. I'll have someone check the background first." The two children responded in their own way, but their moods were in turmoil.

Especially Mu Yi, he has been an orphan for more than ten years. Although Lin Qingye is very good to him, he has privately imagined the scene of finding his blood relatives.

And this young Taoist is naturally the newly promoted Shenxiao Taoist Han Yue.

He left the Lin's mansion and slowly came to a dilapidated mansion.

This mansion is not large, with only three entrances.

He walked all the way to the innermost entrance, cast a spell, and renovated the innermost courtyard.

Then, he casually took out a first-grade metal ingot from [Jin'ao Island], scanned it with his spiritual sense, refined a recliner, placed it in the yard, and lay down.

While rubbing the [Luobao Baiqian] with his hands, he was thinking about his next plan.

There are still a few months before the birth of Zi Qian, and he needs to use this time to find the location of the spiritual sword [Spring and Autumn].

As for today's visit to recognize relatives, he did it casually.

Shenxiao Palace is located in a remote area, with no human habitation within tens of thousands of miles.

All the new disciples were brought back by other disciples when they were out for training.

Moreover, most of them are located in humanitarian areas such as Zhongzhou.

This place has a thriving population, rich culture, and solid education, and produces students of the highest quality.

The people in Shenxiao Palace are very experienced and adept at abducting new disciples.

Things like visiting relatives, encountering fortuitous encounters from heaven, and helping those in need, those are all traditional skills of the Shenxiao Palace.

According to Han Yue's instructions, the identity that Lao Xie arranged for him was exactly that of a Han family that was wiped out by a demonic calamity more than ten years ago.

It matches Mu Yi’s age perfectly!

As for the secret method of arousing blood when he was fooling the children, that was an old trick that Senior Shenxiao had used to death.

He was here, refining the coins while waiting for his future disciple to take the bait.

It was not until the third day that Lin Qingye and Han Yi took the initiative to visit.

Lin Qingye spent two days finding out some information through his family.

It was discovered that it was indeed as Han Yue had said, a family with the surname Han that had been wiped out by a demonic calamity more than ten years ago, and whose members had just returned.

Only then did they completely believe what he said.

It was not until the third day that he came and knocked on Han Yue's door.

Han Yue invited Erxiao in and put out some first- and second-level spiritual fruits.

He did not emphasize the matter of recognizing his relatives again. The fact that Erxiao could come here already explained a lot.

Relationships need to be nurtured bit by bit, so Han Yue doesn't need to be in a hurry.

He just opened his mouth and said:
"I left in a hurry last time and didn't even ask for your names."

"My name is Lin Qingye!"

"My name is Han Yi, huh? Mu Yi!"

Han Yue smiled and said:
"Xiaoyi, you were lucky enough to survive the demonic calamity, it must be because the elders in your family worked hard to protect you."

“Your current situation may not be as good as you want it to be.”

"But as practitioners of our generation, we must not complain about ourselves, but should set high goals and work hard to become stronger!"

The two children are usually not supervised by any elders, so surprisingly, they do not object to Han Yue's education.

Lin Qingye added:

"Uncle Han, Muzi doesn't even have a suitable way to enter the Dao. As his elder, can you help him?"

"He has a very high talent for fighting, but unfortunately he can never achieve enlightenment!"

This is simply a pillow for a sleepy person. Han Yue continued:

"This is naturally my duty!"

"I have some talent in swordsmanship, and have been traveling around the continents as a swordsman."

"Xiaoyi, since you have a talent for fighting, why don't you follow me and try to practice swordsmanship starting tomorrow."

"Great!"

"Uncle Han, can I come with you?"

Lin Qingye doesn't consider himself an outsider at all.

"Of course you can. Xiaoyi has been taken care of for these years thanks to you."

"If the conditions here weren't so shabby, you could live here."

After hearing this, Han Yi suddenly spoke:

"Then can we clean up the front yard and live there ourselves?"

This was the first time he spoke on his own initiative.

"Of course you can. This is your home. If you have time, you can go to the Taoist Palace with me and I will give you this yard!"

In this Taoist palace, a mansion like this that is already connected to the supply of raw energy is not cheap.

Han Yue gave the gift away as she pleased, which was a harsh blow to an orphan like Xiaoyi.

"No, no, I just think it's a bit of a waste to leave the front yard unused."

"You two can handle it yourselves, just treat it as your own home, don't worry about me!"

That night, Xiaoyi did not go back to the Lin residence with Lin Qingye. Instead, he spent several hours cleaning up the weeds in the front yard and the dilapidated room.

He didn't lie down to sleep until he had tidied up a rough place to live for himself.

Somehow, even though the conditions of this shabby house were simple and far inferior to the Lin family residence, it made him feel extremely calm and he slept particularly soundly until dawn.

When he woke up the next day, Han Yi felt like a burden had been lifted from his body and mind, and he became very relaxed.

He suddenly remembered that he had promised his uncle to learn sword the next day, so he immediately got up and rushed to the backyard.

But he found that Han Yue had already woken up and was dancing in the yard with an exquisite purple sword in his hand.

As soon as he entered here, he was immediately fascinated.

He just felt that his uncle's sword seemed to contain infinite sword intent, which made him indulge in it.

(End of this chapter)