The Return of the Martial Ancestor

Chapter 3 Heavenly Demon Sable

"puff!"

Lin Xiao, whose body was shaking more and more violently, opened his mouth, and suddenly a large mouthful of black blood was spurted out, and the abnormal flush on his face slowly dissipated, replaced by a rosy color that represented health.

"Brother Xiao, what's wrong with you? Brother Xiao, don't scare me!"

Liu Yan, who was stunned by the sudden change in front of her, turned pale, and subconsciously rushed forward, tightly clenched her husband's wrist.

"Ayan, I'm fine."

Lin Xiao first patted his wife's palm with his backhand, and then closed his eyes slightly to sense the injuries in his body for a moment. He could clearly feel that the permanent trauma caused to him by Lin Langtian a few days ago had recovered seven to seven in an instant. Eighty-eight.

"My injury..."

Lin Xiao first glanced at the celadon bowl on the table, and immediately looked at his wife with a quick reaction: "Ayan, what kind of medicine did you give me just now?"

"It's just a liquid made from an ordinary first-grade elixir. What's wrong, brother Xiao?" Liu Yan, who still had a hint of surprise on her delicate face, looked at her husband in a daze.

"It's okay, it's just that my injury is healed, haha, my injury is healed, hahaha..."

Lin Xiao hugged his wife tightly and laughed wildly.

He originally thought that he would remain so decadent for the rest of his life, but who would have thought that he would have fully recovered from his injuries on the second day after he came back, God bless Lin Xiao!God bless his Lin Xiao family! !

"Brother Xiao's injury healed? Is this true?"

Liu Yan, who was hugged tightly by Lin Xiao, burst into tears of joy. God knows how she got here these few days, and how much pressure she has endured.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Lin Dong smiled slightly, and subconsciously clenched Qingtan's little hand. My Lin Dong's father can only be decadent for a day, fight hard, father!

"Dong'er, starting tomorrow, my father will start teaching you how to practice. It's time for you to embark on a journey of cultivation at the age of eight."

The red-faced Lin Xiao suddenly looked at his only son, and the confidence that had disappeared without a trace since returning from a big defeat finally returned to him.

"Yes, father."

Lin Dong suppressed the joy in his heart, and replied respectfully.

In the original book, he didn't start training until he was 13 and a half years old, he practiced for about half a year, and he didn't step into the second level of body tempering until he was 14 years old. Now he can finally start training ahead of schedule.

The so-called "one step at a time, every step at a time" is nothing more than this.

......

Night has come.

In the room of Lin Xiao and his wife, the couple are getting ready to rest.

"Brother Xiao, in fact, the bowl of liquid medicine today is not simple. Dong'er seems to have added something to the bowl when delivering the medicine, or that is the key to your recovery, Brother Xiao."

Liu Yan hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to tell the scene she saw during the day.

Lin Xiao's undressing action froze suddenly, and then he said softly: "Just pretend that this incident never happened, it's a big move, and it's normal to have some secrets of your own."

There was a slight silence, and a soft female voice came from the darkness: "Okay, Brother Xiao."

In a room not far from Lin Xiao and his wife, a young man with a green face was wrapped in a quilt and fell into a deep sleep.Suddenly, a drop of light began to bloom from the boy's chest. It was the ancestral stone that Lin Dong retrieved during the day.

The light emitted by the ancestor stone became more and more dazzling, dragging Lin Dong's consciousness into a mysterious place.

"Om~"

The void squirmed slightly, and an illusory light and shadow slowly emerged from the slightly dim space.

"Aren't I sleeping? Well, no, this is the stone rune space?"

Lin Dong looked down at his somewhat illusory body, and quickly reacted.

"It's just that I haven't started to practice yet, not even the first level of body tempering, let alone martial arts, and I can't deduce perfect martial arts. Why should I come in? Yes, I have..."

After Lin Dong looked at this mysterious space for a while, his eyes suddenly lit up, and then he began to search the surrounding environment carefully. It seemed that he didn't intend to miss any blind spots.

Once, twice, three times...

Finally, when exploring this mysterious space for the seventh time, Lin Dong finally found a trace of abnormality.

"What? Come out!"

I saw Lin Shou's palm suddenly protruding towards a dark place, and a black mouse about the size of a palm suddenly appeared in his palm.

"I said boy, is there something wrong with you? You said it's not good for you to do something at a young age. You have to stare at a space where there is no hair and look at it seven times. Are you a fool? Amuse you, Mr. Diao Woolen cloth?"

As soon as the pitch-black mouse appeared, it cursed at Lin Dong.

Although Lin Dong was well prepared in his heart, he still pretended to be very surprised, and said in surprise, "Rat?"

"Fart, you are the mouse, your whole family is a mouse!"

The black mouse's eyes widened instantly, staring at Lin Dong angrily.

"Hey, a talking mouse?"

Lin Dong's eyes were full of smiles, and he continued to tease his future "second brother".

"I'll tell you again, Lord Diao, I'm not a mouse, Master Diao, I'm the Sky Demon Diao! Do you understand the Sky Demon Diao?!!!"

The black rat roared sharply and kept trying to struggle, but it seemed to be very weak, so no matter how hard it tried, it still couldn't escape from Lin Dong's palm.

"Oh, a talking mouse with a name."

Lin Dong suddenly realized and slapped his head violently.

"..."

The body of the black mouse, which was still struggling a second ago, trembled, and it instantly collapsed in Lin Dong's palm, which was already unlovable, and murmured in a daze: "Boy, you are so cruel, I will give in to Master Diao. …”

"Okay, okay, I'm teasing you, get up quickly. Sky Demon Sable, I know, one of the four overlords in the Demon Realm, are you really a member of the Sky Demon Sable?"

Looking at the Sky Demon Diao who had completely given up resisting, Lin Dong still couldn't help laughing.

"Hey, you bumpkin also know about the Four Overlords of the Demon Realm?"

The Sky Demon Diao, who was limp in Lin Dong's palm, immediately stood up and looked at Lin Dong in surprise, feeling a sense of being recognized. He was so excited.

"Well, I saw it in an ancient book in the clan."

Lin Dong nodded slightly, then squinted his eyes: "But what do the bumpkins say?"

"Ahem, brother, you must have heard it wrong. By the way, let me introduce myself. My name is Diao. Of course, if you call me Diao, I don't mind."

Tianyao Diao's bright black eyes rolled around, and he changed the subject skillfully, and began to draw in the relationship familiarly.

"Well, then your name will be Lin Diao from now on. I'll call you Xiao Diao. From now on you will be my second younger brother. I, Lin Dong, will protect you." Lin Dong nodded slowly.

"Why should I be the second brother? Pooh, no, who wants to talk about brothers with you, you are not allowed to call me the second brother!"

Tian Yao Diao frantically shook his head and refused.

Thinking of him, a powerful man at the peak of the Profound Death Realm, the young patriarch of the Tianyao Diao clan, the four overlords of the Demon Realm, and a country boy without the slightest cultivation, would he still want to lose face?

"Okay, second brother."

A voice full of perfunctory came lightly into the ears of Tian Yao Diao.

Little Mink: "..."

(End of this chapter)