After one heart to the Tao, it is all the Shura field

Yan Lin showed joy, stood up abruptly, and nodded vigorously: "Yes, I can do it!"

The clear voice fell in the quiet room, Yan Zhentian looked at the joy in his eyes, and became more certain of his guess just now.

He walked slowly in front of the child he was familiar with, raised his hand, with the spiritual power in his palm, and lightly brushed across Yan Lin's forehead, Yan Lin only felt a heat on his forehead, and the hidden sword pattern appeared instantly.

Silver light, noble and holy.

Yan Zhentian found it glaring and ugly, and he might not like the Changtian Sword Sect at all.

"If you want to cover it up, the only way to temporarily strip off your soul is to seal it up, so that your body will enter the 'turtle's breath' and become a mortal. People are in the mortal world, no matter how powerful Shi Yuan is, he will not be able to find you."

"However, the pain of being separated from the soul is very unbearable for people. No one can share the huge pain for you, and there is no magic weapon to use... You can only resist it..."

Yan Zhentian's voice was low, his dark eyes fixed on the child in front of him, there was no exaggeration in his deep eyes.

Yan Lin also looked at his father, but his expression was quite calm, his bright eyes were like tough black iron, and there was even a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Don't worry, Dad, I can resist."

He can bear the pain of tearing his mind and soul, and he is nothing to be afraid of.

Yan Zhentian nodded, thinking that he had grown up, and didn't take the pain to heart, so he finally smiled in relief.

"it is good!"

After the father and son had a brief discussion, Yan Lin's expression did not become relaxed, but his eyes were slightly distracted, as if he was thinking about something.

Zhizi Mo Ruofu, Yan Zhentian could see that he still had something on his mind, so he walked back to the wooden chair beside him and sat down, and said in a warm voice: "If you have anything else you want to say, let's say it together, hold it in your heart." You have to come next time."

Bright eyes glanced at the people around him: "Dad knows about Miss San's death, right?"

Yan Zhentian glanced at him with disgust: "Need to say? There was a lot of movement at the time, so I naturally knew."

Yan Lin nodded: "Does father know that Miss San died because of the phoenix egg?"

Yan Zhentian paused as he drank tea, and his expression sank: "...What the hell are you trying to say, brat?"

"I just want to say that before I went to the ruins fairyland, I met a man and a woman from the Yunjing faction in Yougu who were attacked by some black-clothed ghost-faced people. At that time, my brother and I rescued them, and then I found out that they were the third lady. Disciple of the inner sect. At that time, I thought it was just some sect entanglement, and I didn't take it to heart, until after the incident with the third lady, Master Cheng Shuang asked us to destroy the Phoenix Feather..."

After speaking, Yan Lin paused, but did not finish the following words.

"Phoenix Feather?" Yan Zhentian looked at Yan Lin with a narrow gaze, and repeated in a deep voice.

He nodded, pondered for a moment: "Yes."

Yan Zhentian withdrew his gaze and was thoughtful. He has lived for so long, so Phoenix Lingyu has naturally heard about it. He knows exactly what it does. People get it, and use it to find out the whereabouts of the phoenix eggs, which finally leads to annoying disasters.

Rather than being swayed, it is better to ruin everything directly. Holding the initiative in your hands is the old stubborn style.

But he always felt that it was too sure.

Speaking of this, Yan Lin glanced at his father's expression and continued to speak: "And just when we were about to destroy Lingyu, those men in black appeared again, and they were about to take it away... But in this way , Isn't their purpose clearly exposed?"

Yan Zhentian stood up, with his hands behind his back, and walked slowly around the room with a dignified expression: "If you come to grab it so blatantly, it is almost inseparable..."

"The man in black you met...Miss San...the legendary Taoist spirit...Phoenix Feather...all connected together, they are likely to be the murderers who killed Miss San, and they have been planning for a long time. It’s not something that can be done overnight.”

"But to be able to get rid of the third lady of the Cloud Realm School so easily and calmly, her cultivation level must be above the middle stage...I'm not sure who Lin Yun, the master of the Central Heaven Realm, is... ..”

From the secret layout to the open competition, the people behind this are probably well-planned.

Saying that, Yan Zhentian turned his head and looked at Yan Lin beside him with a dignified and complicated expression. After all, the earlier the layout, the more complicated the people and things involved will be.

"This matter is very important and must not be let go. Originally, the third lady's death in the Haoran Immortal Mansion had nothing to do with it, and it was not for me to interfere, but now there are so many involved, I must investigate carefully."

Yan Lin's eyes sank, and he nodded.

If he finds the person behind the scenes, he will also be able to find the person who framed him in the second life...

And with his current level of cultivation, trying to track down the person behind him secretly is undoubtedly like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth, hitting a stone with an egg, so he can't be reckless, he can only seek the help of a person with a powerful state, and this person, apart from his father, He didn't believe any of them, as long as his father could find some clues later, he would be able to follow along.

Yan Zhentian let go of his thoughts, turned around and looked at the child beside him, seeing that his brows were frowning tightly, looking thoughtful, and sighed.

"Leave this matter to your daddy at ease, and get involved in the world. Even if I can't find out, there will be a tall person to support it if the sky falls. It will never be your turn, and I don't know what you are worrying about."

Yan Lin heard the sound put away the emotions in his heart, raised his head, and smiled helplessly and flatteringly: "I am not planning for a rainy day, and worrying about the worries of the elders first."

Yan Zhentian chuckled, raised his brows slightly, and his eyes were a little more cheerful: "You must be poor."

Then he shook his head, walked to the side shelf, took out a box, and patted it habitually.

"Let's go and get rid of that thing on your forehead."

Yan Lin looked at the things in his hands: "What's in this box?"

You have to know that he has hidden all the treasures hidden in various places of Haoran Immortal Mansion since he was a child, but he has never seen this box. It must be something extraordinary that his father hid it in this place so carefully. !

He was immediately aroused, and walked up to his father in a few steps, his eyes were shining, and he couldn't help but raised his hand to open it.

But as soon as he stretched out his hand, he was hit on the back of his hand.

"Be safe, this is your mother's relic, and it will be used to protect the Dharma later."

His father looked at the box in his hand, although his tone was cold, there was no lack of regret and nostalgia.

mother's legacy...

Why didn't he know it, and he hasn't seen it out for so many years.