Transmigrating into a book: God-level enlightenment, the beginning of the great perfection of divine

After that, Gaozu bypassed Lin Ze and came to the black shadow brought by Lin Ze.

The black shadow in front of him, although thin and pale, with dry lips without a trace of blood, looked like a terminally ill and dying.

However, the unique charm between his eyebrows still retained the style of the supreme god who shook the world and ruled the world!

Gaozu recognized him at a glance.

He could not forget it, and it was impossible for him to forget it!

The voice in his blood was engraved with the appearance of the ancestor all the time, reminding the mission of the Lin family in the eight wastelands!

Never stop until death!

That's right, the man in front of him is the ancestor of their Bahuang Lin family, the supreme supreme who was feared by the ancient heaven - Bahuang Emperor!

"Ancestor!!"

Seeing the Bahuang Emperor in front of him, the great ancestor was very excited, and the emotions that had been suppressed for many years finally broke out at this moment.

He was like a wanderer who had been away from home for many years, finally returning to the arms of his loved ones, finding a safe haven, and finding the only towering tree!

"Lin Changqing, the descendant of Bahuang, pays homage to the Emperor Ancestor!"

"Changqing is unfilial and made the ancestor suffer in Daojie Mountain!"

"..."

The Bahuang Emperor did not respond.

He had exhausted his strength, and only a trace of his true spirit was left and fell into a deep sleep.

For a long time...

Lin Changqing looked at Lin Ze tremblingly.

Lin Ze hesitated for a moment, nodded, and shook his head.

"..."

Seeing this, Lin Changqing frowned slightly.

His fingers trembled slightly, and he gently placed the palm of the Eight Desolate Emperor, and the powerful blood power instantly flowed into the Eight Desolate Emperor's body.

One breath... two breaths...

The Eight Desolate Emperor still showed no signs of recovery.

His soul was on the verge of breaking!

If such a broken body stayed in Daojie Mountain for some time, the consequences would be disastrous!

Lin Changqing immediately showed anger, "Qingcang dog thief!!!"

"You bastard!"

"His Majesty the Emperor and the Emperor Ancestor have always treated you well, but you actually treated the Ancestor so cruelly!!"

Hearing Lin Changqing's words, Lin Ze raised his eyebrows.

The Emperor and the Ancestor treated Qingcang well?

This is not a simple statement.

Before Lin Ze could think about it in depth, he heard Lin Lie and Lin Yang nervously ask, "Grandfather, how is the situation of the Emperor?"

Lin Changqing shook his head solemnly, "Not optimistic."

He lowered his head and began to pace back and forth, talking about the situation of the Eight Desolate Emperor while recalling what methods he could use on the Emperor.

"Although Qing Cang is a lowly person, his methods are very clever."

"Humph, this bastard, knowing that he can't touch the bloodline of my Eight Desolate Family, he found another way to find the Eight Servants."

When Lin Changqing talked about Qing Cang, although he gritted his teeth and wished he could eat his flesh alive, he had to admit that this man was capable.

"The Eight Servant Clan is affiliated with my Eight Desolate Family and has served my Eight Desolate Family for generations. Their blood can be shared with my Eight Desolate Family to a certain extent."

"With his immortal body, as long as he steals the Dao fruit of the Eight Servant Clan, it will not be difficult for him to find a way to restrain the blood of my Eight Desolate Clan from the Eight Servant Clan."

"In addition to the laws of the three ancient heavenly relics such as the Rootless Stele Forest, even if the ancestor is the emperor, it is difficult to bear it."

"After so many years of ban and erosion, the emperor's true spirit consciousness is almost gone, not to mention that he is..."

At this point, Lin Changqing paused and glanced at Lin Ze.

"But fortunately, the ancestor came out of the mountain in time, and there is still a trace of true spirit that is immortal, enough to maintain the cycle of life and death forever."

"It's just... the ancestor is so weak that he looks like he is running out of energy. I'm afraid it will take tens of millions of years for him to recover."

Tens of millions of years!

At this critical moment, the Eight Desolations Clan can't wait!

Daojie Mountain collapsed, and the Eight Desolations Emperor came out of the mountain.

Those traitors who secretly plotted against the Eight Desolations Clan, led by Qing Cang, would never sit still and wait for death!

Who knows what evil tricks they are planning now!

"..."

Thinking of this, Lin Changqing's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

He looked up at Lin Ze again.

"You will bring the Emperor Ancestor out of Daojie Mountain, so you must have returned to the point where the Daojie Mountain trial awakened the bloodline."

"The ancestor should have been awake at that time."

"Did he tell you anything important?"

Lin Ze thought for a while, "There are two sentences... Eight Desolations Mirror, clansmen, does this count?"

"Eight Desolations Mirror?"

Lin Changqing's brows moved slightly, "Yes, the Eight Desolations Mirror is the clan's most precious treasure of my Eight Desolations Clan.

Treasure, if the Eight Desolations Mirror is in hand, the Emperor will be able to wake up from his confusion. "

That being said, the worry between Lin Changqing's brows did not diminish at all.

Because the Eight Desolations Mirror had long been missing with the disintegration of the Lin family!

If the Eight Desolations Mirror was still in hand, how could Lin Changqing end up like this all these years?

Lin Ze understood, "Tell me, what happened?"

"How did our Lin family get left in the Tianlan God's Tomb Realm?"

"Left in the God's Tomb?"

Lin Changqing smiled with an ambiguous meaning, "What if I tell you that our Lin family was here from the beginning? ”

“…”

The Lin family is native to Tianlan?

Lin Ze narrowed his eyes slightly, this was somewhat different from what he expected.

He had always thought that their Lin family was the outsider who coveted the God's Tomb.

Thinking again that Tianlan's timeline and cognition had been tampered with by Qingcang.

So…

Lin Ze suddenly asked, "Answer me a question first, is the information provided by Linghuang true or false?"

Lin Changqing was slightly surprised, "You are very perceptive, and you are worthy of being the most unexpected variable in this final game."

"You asked the key point of everything."

Lin Changqing looked at Lin Ze deeply.

"What Linghuang said is basically true."

"She didn't lie to you."

"It's just that…the problem is that this should not be said by her, but by us! The Eight Desolate Clan! "

As soon as these words came out, Lin Ze's expression suddenly froze.

It shouldn't be Ling Huang who said that, but the Bahuang Clan!

Could it be...

Lin Changqing said, "Yes, as you think."

"There are indeed gravekeepers in the Tomb of God."

"But this gravekeeper is not from the Ling Clan, but..."

"Bahuang!"

"..."

As the word Bahuang fell, all the clues of the past were connected in his mind.

Bahuang Clan, Eight Saints, Eight Attendants, who could sense the Heaven-breaking Sword of the Great Saint Lin Ze...

Emperor Bahuang under Daojie Mountain!

A grand plan of the heroic defense of the Tomb of God gradually emerged in Lin Ze's mind.

Lin Changqing said slowly.

"Qing Cang's method is indeed brilliant. He modified the cause and effect, adjusted the historical trajectory, and made my Lin family disappear from the historical torrent, and replaced it with the Ling Clan."

"He thought that this would erase our mission and glory, and thus defeat my Bahuang Clan. "

"Oh, wishful thinking!"

Lin Changqing sneered, "Even if everyone in the world forgets the existence of the God's Tomb and the Tomb Keeper, my Bahuang family will not forget!"

"The mission and glory of my clan are innate and engraved deep in the blood!"

"How can Qingcang guess the secrets here?"