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The old man was very angry.

"This person is Qing Cang!"

Lin Changqing's eyes were filled with deep hatred. When he mentioned Qing Cang's name, he wished he could tear him into pieces and eat his flesh and blood!

"Because of him, the Emperor of Heaven disappeared and the ancient times collapsed!"

"Because of him, the order of heaven and earth was in chaos again, and the myriad races were in dispute again."

"Because of him, my Eight Desolate Clan fell apart, the people of the clan were killed, and their wives and children were separated!"

"This bastard!"

Lin Changqing clenched his fists, his knuckles turned white and crackled!

Lin Lie and Lin Yang also looked extremely ugly, as if Qing Cang had an irreconcilable blood feud with them.

Lin Ze was relatively calm.

Firstly, he was not involved in the incident, and he had just learned about the family's past, so he had not yet been personally involved in the hatred.

Secondly, he had practiced so many techniques, and his cultivation level had long been extraordinary and holy, and his heart of Taoism had long been as solid as a rock, so he would not lose his temper and get angry about this matter.

He asked calmly, "Qing Cang actually has the ability to murder a figure like the Emperor of Heaven?"

"Humph!"

Lin Changqing snorted coldly, "Of course that bastard doesn't have this ability, but he can't resist his special status, and he has the means given by the traitors such as the Emperor of Heaven."

Hearing this, Lin Ze's heart moved, Qing Cang's special status?

Thinking of what Lin Changqing had said before, 'The Emperor of Heaven and the Emperor's ancestors treated him well'...

Lin Ze said, "Could he be the disciple of the Emperor of Heaven?"

As soon as this was said, Lin Changqing immediately looked at Lin Ze in surprise.

"...Did I guess right?"

"...Yes."

Although Lin Changqing didn't want to admit it, he could only nod his head with gritted teeth, "Qingcang is gifted, and His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven values ​​him very much, so he accepted him as his disciple and became His Majesty's only successor, teaching him the way of the Emperor of Heaven!"

"That is why my clan, from the Emperor and the ancestors to the younger generations of the Eight Desolations, all favor Qingcang and treat him with courtesy, never guarding against him and hiding anything from him, treating him as one of their own."

"But I never thought... I never thought that this bastard would be so rebellious and betray his mentor at the last critical moment!"

Lin Changqing's face was as gloomy as water, so dark that it was scary.

"Aren't we good enough for him?"

Lin Ze shrugged his shoulders and didn't comment.

Some things are not about good or bad.

Maybe... it's just because you blocked his way.

One of the God of All Races, who is like the scorching sun, is enough.

"What happened next?"

Lin Changqing sighed, "Later, His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven disappeared, the Emperor of Heaven was badly injured and fled, and the ancient world also collapsed and disintegrated because of this battle for the gods, turning into billions of dust!"

"Order collapsed!"

"Then, because of the loss of the suppression of the Emperor of Heaven, Qing Cang turned his spearhead to the Tomb of God and my Eight Desolate Clan."

Lin Changqing said helplessly, "In the end, it was what you know."

"He started with the Eight Servant Clan... the so-called Eight Saints of Ancient Times, and found some ways to restrain my clan, sealed and imprisoned the Emperor's ancestors, and constantly erased the Emperor's ancestors' true spirit."

"In order to completely break the blockade of the Eight Desolate bloodline, Thus opening the door to the God's Tomb."

"Having lost the protection of the Emperor and His Majesty the Emperor, our Bahuang clan had no power to fight back against the bastard Qingcang. We could only choose to avoid his attack and wait for the opportunity!"

"So, in order to avoid Qingcang's pursuit, our clan was forced to choose to split into two branches. "

"One branch fought against Qingcang in the open, attracting Qingcang's attention and buying more time for the clan members."

"The other branch hid in the dark, took away the foundation of the Bahuang family and secretly left the God's Tomb, preserving the fire of the Bahuang bloodline in order to seek a comeback."

"So..."

Lin Changqing looked at Lin Ze with a complicated expression.

"It's not that I, the great ancestor, am cold-blooded, but we chose to stay and fight from the beginning."

"In this long battle, anyone could be sacrificed."

"Including myself!"

"Fight, fight, only fight!"

Lin Changqing turned around and set his eyes on the sleeping Emperor Bahuang.

"So I watched the children of the Lin family die again and again, and I was indifferent."

"Because the sacrifice of any member of the Lin family is for future revenge!"

Lin Ze asked again, "Then why did you save your father and second uncle later?"

"Although fake death is a logical method, it can't withstand the scrutiny of those who are interested."

"You hide

After so many years, aren't you afraid that you will be caught by Qing Cang if you take this risk?"

Lin Changqing was silent after hearing this. This old man who has experienced the vicissitudes of life and is still strong and unyielding showed a rare trace of sadness and fragility.

"Yes, why should I take the risk?"

"...I keep asking myself."

"Maybe it's because I have seen too many deaths of Lin family members over the years, and finally I feel compassion."

"Or maybe I am not as great as I imagined, and I can't watch my descendants and bloodline completely cut off for the revival of the family."

"Heh."

"In the end... I am still afraid like ordinary people, afraid that I will become a lonely person, afraid that I will really have no children and grandchildren, and completely extinct."

"..."

Looking at the Eight Desolate Emperor.

Lin Changqing's figure suddenly became much more hunched, and he looked older.

Lin Lie and Lin Yang couldn't bear it, "Grandpa, this is not your fault, nor the family's. "

"All of this is a helpless move under the circumstances."

"If you don't do this, I'm afraid our Lin family would have been destroyed from the beginning and wiped out by Qingcang."

"Yes, my Bahuang clan has fallen to this point now. We can only blame God and Qingcang. Who could have thought that Emperor Tianming would rebel? Who could have thought that Qingcang would turn against us in the face of battle?"

"..."

The two comforted Lin Changqing.

There was silence in the small farm for a while.

Silence, still silence.

How many people of their lineage have sacrificed to get this moment of silence?

In the end, Lin Ze sighed softly and skipped this slightly heavy topic.

"Okay, I will pay Qingcang back for what he did to my clan."

"Let's talk about what to do next first?"

"You have been in Qingyu for many years, and you must have had various countermeasures."

Lin Changqing shook his head, "That was in the past. "

"The current situation is a mess, and the efforts of so many people have gone to waste."

He glanced at Lin Ze, "Now let alone me, even Qing Cang probably can't do anything."

"But anyway."

Lin Changqing stroked his beard with relief, "The ancestor has left the mountain, and you have the strength to break through Tianlan."

"This situation is not bad for us."

"At this point, we have turned the game around."

"Next..." Lin Changqing looked at Lin Ze.

As an existence that can destroy Daojie Mountain, Lin Ze is also a person who can make decisions.

"What do you think?"