The Age of Lords: My Territory Has Been Blackened

Having come to this point, there is absolutely no reason to retreat.

"Okay, Lord Lord." Taosu took a deep breath, and stepped into the light formation with the other foot.

Lin Yan also entered the light array at last.

The picture flowed, and the world returned to the beginning.

in a temple.

Lin Yan suddenly appeared from a brightly lit environment into a dim environment.

His eyes blinked uncontrollably.

After a while, he saw the environment in front of him clearly.

A building resembling an ancient temple.

Right in front is a clay sculpture of a nine-tailed cat, its whole body is snow-white, and nine snow-white cat tails bloom freely behind it.

Although it is a clay sculpture, it still gives people a somewhat vivid feeling.

Its huge physique, if one ignores the snow-white hair and nine blooming tails, in an instant, it really looks like a tiger.

A few words suddenly appeared in Lin Yan's heart, the most ominous thing.

But soon, Lin Yan shook his head and denied his idea.

"How is it possible, the nine-tailed cat is obviously an auspicious beast."

Lin Yan was talking to himself.

"Strange, how about the others, why am I the only one in the temple?"

Lin Yan looked around in surprise, there was no one around, and it didn't look like someone had stepped foot.

Even in front of the altar of the nine-tailed cat, the precious mahogany table was covered with a deep layer of dust.

Looking around, Lin Yan did not go deep, but walked to the gate of the temple.

Hold the door tightly with both hands, and slowly push it open.

"Squeak!" It seems that it has been in disrepair for a long time, and it seems that it has been rainy for many years, which has deformed the wooden building.

When Lin Yan opened the door, there was a tooth-piercing sound.

"brush!"

The heavy rain like beans hit Lin Yan's feet.

The sky was very cloudy and rainy, with continuous torrential downpours.

"It's raining again..." Lin Yan murmured.

Perhaps because the ancestral hall was built relatively high in this village, Lin Yan could see the mountains in the distance in a parallel line of sight.

"Is this Thunderbolt Mountain?"

"The one over there is Taolin?"

In Lin Yan's line of sight, the left side of the distant mountains showed a touch of pink in the gloomy rainstorm.

At the same time, in the system map, the distant coordinates are also marked.

Thunder strikes mountains and peach forests.

And the village at the foot shows that.

lookout slope.

"Wangfengpo..."

"The place where the eight-tailed cat became the real body of the nine-tailed cat."

"There is also Thunderbolt Mountain, a level in the wilderness."

Lin Yan murmured, then fell silent.

When he first entered the wilderness, when he killed round after round of wilderness hunters, Lin Yan once stood at the entrance of the cave in Leijian Mountain and saw the village houses at the foot of the mountain.

Now, after going through three stages, he returned to this original place.

Or rather, they have always been in this original place.

"Little brother, can you give me a seat, I'll come in to avoid the rain."

An old man in a coir raincoat suddenly appeared, and said to Lin Yan with a smile on his face in the torrential rain.

"Ok."

Lin Yan glanced at the old man in the rain and said, he turned to one side, leaving a space behind.

"Brother, thank you very much."

The old man in coir raincoat took a few steps forward and stood in the ancestral hall with his wet straw sandals on.

From time to time, raindrops dripped from his body and hit the wooden boards.

"Brother, look at you, you don't look like a local."

"How did you get it."

"It's not that it can be seen from the appearance, but the locals never come to this place."

"Is there such a thing? Why did I hear that this nine-tailed cat is an auspicious beast that can bring good luck to people?"

"It's true, but that's the past."

"past?"

"It's been a while, and I was still a child at that time."

"From what you said, it's quite long."

"Then come in and talk slowly, and take shelter from the rain by the way?"

The old man in coir raincoat raised his hand to Lin Yan as a gesture of invitation.

"Okay!"