A hundredfold return: creating an Eternal Family

In the majestic Lin's Mansion in Lin City, Jiuyu, Lin Nian sat in a dark secret room, frowning, with deep thoughts on his sculptured face.

Lin Nian was thinking hard about how to deal with the threat of Tianyu Holy Land. Suddenly, a mysterious wave rippled from his body. It was the shadow of Chaos Nine Body Art calling.

Lin Nian's mind moved, and he gently opened the shadow. The figure that appeared in front of him was Jun Moxiao, who was far away in the Confucian and Taoist domain.

Jun Moxiao's figure appeared unusually clear in the shadow, as if he had crossed the boundaries of time and space.

"Lin Qi greets me."

Jun Moxiao's voice echoed in the secret room. He clasped his hands and bowed respectfully to Lin Nian.

Lin Nian looked at Jun Moxiao with a sharp gaze and said in a deep voice:

"Lin Qi, you contacted me suddenly. Did you encounter a problem that is difficult to solve?"

Lin Nian thought that his realm had reached the peak of the Saint Realm, and his seven clones had also reached the peak of the Saint Realm. If even Lin Qi, a clone at the peak of the Saint Realm, was helpless, then this matter must be very serious.

"Yes, my Lord."

Jun Moxiao looked serious and said firmly, "When you were ordered to establish your power, I founded an academy called Xingchen Academy. With the purpose of teaching everyone, it has recruited millions of disciples in a short period of time."

Speaking of this, Jun Moxiao couldn't help but reveal a bit of pride on his face.

After hearing this, Lin Nian's eyes flashed with surprise, and he smiled:

"Not bad, Lin Qi, I didn't expect you to have such talent. Your talent should be the best among the clones."

However, Jun Moxiao changed his tone and said worriedly:

"But this move has caused the Confucianism and Taoism ruling power, the Confucianism and Taoism Academy, to feel threatened. Just today, they sent a literary saint to provoke me. Although I beat him seriously, I still let him escape."

Jun Moxiao paused and continued:

"I'm afraid that the Confucianism and Taoism Academy will attack in large numbers in the next few days. Please support me."

At this time, Jun Moxiao's purpose is self-evident. He contacted Lin Nian this time just to ask for help. But before asking for help, he still told me about his achievements in the Star Academy to avoid misunderstanding.

A gleam of brilliance flashed in Lin Nian's deep eyes. He stood up with a hint of unquestionable determination in his voice:

"Oh! It just so happens that we have just broken through to the peak of the Saint Realm this time. Let's call other clones to go together. This time we must take the initiative to attack, and no longer be forced to fight when the enemy hits our doorstep like before!"

As he spoke, Lin Nian exuded an invisible pressure, which was a momentum that could shake the world, showing that the Lin family had the strength to compete with any ruling power.

Jun Moxiao was at the other end of the phantom. Hearing the words of the original body, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, as if a mountain had been lifted from his shoulders.

He knew very well that the announcement that Xingchen Academy had ten great literary masters was actually a demonstration to the outside world and a manifestation of confidence.

"Yes!"

Jun Moxiao replied, his voice full of determination and expectation.

He understood that this meant that Xingchen Academy had the capital to compete with Confucianism and Taoism Academy. Lin Nian nodded slightly, with a hint of approval in his eyes, while Jun Moxiao clasped his fists and saluted again, saying respectfully:

"I, Lin Qi, take my leave!"

After the words fell, Jun Moxiao's figure gradually faded in the shadows until it disappeared completely.

The secret room regained its tranquility again, leaving Lin Nian standing there alone, thinking about the coming storm and the proactive attack they were about to launch.

"Yinglong!"

Lin Nian's voice echoed over the empty Lincheng, like thunder, piercing through the clouds.

"I'm here!"

Yinglong's voice seemed to come from ancient times, deep and powerful.

With this call, Yinglong's figure instantly appeared in front of Lin Nian. He was burly, and his eyes revealed a hint of boredom. It was obvious that the days in Lincheng were extremely boring for him.

Lin Nian's eyes were like torches. He pointed at Yinglong's forehead lightly. A bright light shot out from his fingertips and turned into a strange coordinate, which was imprinted in Yinglong's sea of ​​consciousness. That was the mysterious coordinate leading to the Star Academy of Confucianism and Taoism.

"Let's go to this place now!"

Lin Nian's voice was full of command, and there was no doubt about it.

"Yes, I obey your order!"

Yinglong answered immediately without any hesitation.

Before he finished speaking, Yinglong's body began to change. His body expanded rapidly and turned into a giant dragon with gold and silver lines intertwined, shining and majestic.

He opened his huge mouth, swallowed the sky and the sun, carried Lin Nian to break through the barrier of the void, and plunged into the void avenue.

A strong man of Yinglong's realm had long disdainedWalking through those unstable space cracks, only the Void Avenue is the safest and most stable choice.

At the same time, in the Void Avenue, Lin Nian stood on the head of Yinglong, with an upright posture and fluttering clothes. He closed his eyes and concentrated, and the Chaos Nine Body Art in his body was running like a tide, and began to contact the other six clones. Their figures flickered in the void and rushed towards the Star Academy where Lin Qi was.

After a while, in a core school of the Star Academy, time seemed to be accelerated by some mysterious force. After a while, eight figures slowly stepped out, like stars suddenly appearing in the night sky, attracting attention. These people were wearing black magic robes, and the black robes were flowing with a dark luster, as if they could swallow all the light, making it difficult for cultivators below the half-step emperor realm to see the true appearance hidden under the black robe.

These eight people were extraordinary, and every step they took seemed to carry the rhythm between heaven and earth. They were Lin Nian and Yinglong, as well as Lin Nian's six clones. Their appearance instantly made the atmosphere in the academy become oppressive and solemn. The black robe of the magic weapon fluttered in the wind, like a messenger from the underworld descending to the world.

Lin Nian was among the eight people. His black robe was the deepest, as if he was the dark center of the endless universe, and his eyes, through the gaps in the black robe, revealed a cold light that made people dare not look directly at him.

Yinglong was like a guardian god. His huge body was looming under the black robe. The dragon scales with gold and silver patterns still flashed a frightening light under the cover of the black robe.

The other six clones each exuded a different aura, but they all had one thing in common, that is, a strong aura and unfathomable strength.

They walked side by side, as if they were an insurmountable barrier, making it impossible for people to ignore their existence.

At this time, in a core hall of the Star Academy, Jun Moxiao, who was discussing the future development of the Star Academy, seemed to sense the arrival of the original body and other clones.