A hundredfold return: creating an Eternal Family

"Yinglong, come out!"

As Lin Nian's voice fell, a powerful breath swept in like a storm, and then Yinglong's figure slowly appeared in front of everyone.

His appearance was like a mountain pressing on everyone's heart. The strength of the quasi-demon emperor was exuded without reservation, and the breath pressure swept across the four directions like a wave.

Lin Nian naturally knew Yinglong's intention. He used the breath pressure to intimidate the four great literary saints to prevent them from jumping off the wall in the future. After all, sometimes intimidation is more effective than direct action.

The four Confucius Saints not far away never thought that there was a quasi-demon emperor hidden in the dark.

At the same time, they were also glad for their choice, otherwise, they would have turned into a wisp of yellow earth and dissipated between the world.

The next scene made them feel cold on their backs.

"Yinglong, meet the master!"

The strong man who just exuded the aura of the quasi-demon emperor was respectfully saluting the middle-aged man just now.

This scene is undoubtedly the best interpretation of Yinglong's identity. He is not Lin Nian's opponent, but his subordinate. Such a turn of events is shocking.

At this time, their nature as scholars began to play out, and they began to slowly imagine that Lin Nian might be the heirloom of a great emperor or the emperor's biological son.

Such speculation made them more curious and more awed about Lin Nian's identity.

"Well, you should remove the barrier."

Lin Nian said to Yinglong immediately, his voice was calm, but with an unquestionable majesty.

"Yes!"

After receiving Lin Nian's order, Yinglong waved his hand, and the barrier that covered the sky and the sun was removed by Yinglong.

This move is undoubtedly the best display of Yinglong's strength, and it is also an unconditional obedience to Lin Nian's order.

After the barrier disappeared, the four people of Confucius felt that the fear that had just been suppressed in their hearts finally disappeared.

They seemed to have emerged from the bottom of the water and breathed fresh air again. The feeling made them almost want to roar to express their joy.

"You four should follow Jun Moxiao from now on. I will notify you if I have something!"

Lin Nian said to the four saints. His voice was as calm as water, but with an irresistible majesty.

"Yes, I will follow it."

The four saints responded at the same time. Their voices were full of respect and obedience. Obviously, they had completely accepted Lin Nian's leadership and were willing to work for him.

"Jun Moxiao, I will go back first. If you have any problems, just contact me directly."

Lin Nian said to Lin Qi Jun Moxiao. There was a faint smile in his voice, and he seemed to trust Jun Moxiao's ability very much.

"Yes"

Jun Moxiao naturally knew the intention of the master. The master did not want to reveal too much in front of the four masters. After all, several clones are now high-ranking in various domains, so it is not appropriate to reveal too much.

There was also a hint of respect and obedience in his voice, and it was obvious that he also understood Lin Nian's good intentions.

Then, Lin Nian's figure flashed, and he disappeared with the six clones and Yinglong, leaving only Confucius and Jun Moxiao.

They looked at each other, and they could see a hint of relief and expectation in each other's eyes.

They knew that from now on, they would have a new identity and mission, which was to serve Lin Nian.

After a while, Lin Nian and the six clones had returned to Lincheng in Jiuyu.

This city, like a sleeping giant, lay quietly on the ground, exuding a calm and deep breath.

In the city lord's mansion, Lin Nian was thinking about the next layout.

His eyes were like torches, penetrating the mist of time, and seemed to be able to glimpse a corner of the future.

"Master, do you still keep your promise to exchange the holy weapon for the imperial weapon?"

At this time, Chu Chen walked towards Lin Nian with a hint of expectation and trepidation, holding a holy weapon in his hand. He then handed the ninth-grade holy weapon to Lin Nian.

In his voice, there was awe for the strong and expectation for the promise.

Lin Nian raised his head and his eyes fell on the holy weapon in his hand. It was an eighth-grade sword. The sword body was as clear as autumn water and exuded a faint cold light.

He smiled slightly and said:

"Of course it's true, but you need to come back tomorrow to get the imperial weapon."

When Chu Chen heard this, a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes, but then he recovered.

He understood that the value of the imperial weapon was far beyond the holy weapon, and it was a great opportunity to have the opportunity to exchange it.

After a while, Jiang Haoran also handed a mirror of the ninth-grade holy realm to Lin Nian.

The mirror was as dark as ink and as deep as night, as if it could swallow all the light.

He said respectfully: "Master, this mirror is called the 'Netherworld Mirror'. It can peer into the void and see through everything. Please smile at me.Accept it."

Lin Nian took the Netherworld Mirror, felt the profound power contained in it, nodded slightly and said: "This Netherworld Mirror is indeed somewhat mysterious, come and get it tomorrow"

Jiang Haoran and Chu Feng were overjoyed when they heard this, and hurriedly thanked him: "Thank you very much!"

Lin Nian waved his hand and said: "No need to do this, you and I are one."