Battling Records of the Chosen One

Lin Zhong’s face is a touch of pride: “Young Master, nowadays, apart from you, other Lin family are not qualified to occupy the heart of the heart!”

Soon, Lin Xun understood that this was a special care from the imperial royal family.

Hundreds of years ago, Lin Daochen, a strong ancestor of Lin’s ancestors, fought for the empire. Although he eventually died, he helped the empire successfully resolve a catastrophe.

Therefore, the imperial royal family personally came forward to promulgate the will of the great emperor, and gave the right to the heart of the heart to the descendants of Lin Daochen!

Lin Xun’s grandfather, Lin Feizhen, is the eldest son of Lin Daochen. His father, Lin Wenjing, is the grandson of Lin Daochen.

In terms of seniority, Lin Xun is the great grandson of Lin Daochen!

In the **** incident more than ten years ago, Lin Daochen’s descendants of this line were almost all killed, so according to the will of the year, Lin Xun became the only person qualified to have a heart-washing peak.

As for the other sub-branches of Lin, because there is no such qualification, after the **** incident of that year, even if they do not want to, they have to move out of the heart.

According to common sense, the descendants of Lin Daochen's ancestors are almost dead. Even Lin Biao, who is still in the middle of the shack, is considered to be impossible to survive. This peak of washing should be taken away.

It is strange that the Imperial Family did not make this decision, so that the peak of the wash has continued to this day and has not been taken away.

“Did they know that I didn’t die?”

Lin is looking for a different path.

Lin Zhong has been guarding the heart of the heart for many years, and his heart is extremely doubtful. When he sees Lin Xun’s question, he can’t help but say: “It’s really possible. In these years, I often worry that one day, this heart will be taken away. You can go straight back at least, you have not come back today, and it is inferred that the Imperial Royal Family seems to have expected that one day, you will return."

Lin Xun suddenly remembered the big man in the depths of the palace, would it be him?

Soon, Lin Xun shook his head.

This issue is not important at present. What is important is that the peak of the heart is still attributed to the Lin clan, which is enough.

"Zhong Bo, I want to ask you one thing."

Lin Xun’s look became solemn.

Lin Zhong suddenly sat up straight and said: "Young master, but it is no problem, the old slaves will know everything, and they will say nothing!"

Lin Xun’s body leaned forward slightly, squatting deep and gazing at Lin Zhong: “If I want to recover the Lin Clan, where do you think you should start?”

Lin Zhong’s heart was shocked, his expression seemed to be a little excited, but he quickly calmed down and bitterly said: “Young master, now on the peak of the heart, only you and me, it’s almost impossible to do this...”

He knows more about the current situation of Lin's clan than Lin Xun. Even though Lin Xun is the only descendant who is qualified to inherit the heart of the heart, he is too young to be in his teens, and he is alone and talks about He Guangfu Lin?

What's more, the other four sub-branches of the Lin family will certainly not be willing to return!

On the contrary, Lin Zhong even dared to be sure that when those neighboring people learned that Lin searched back, they wanted to be alone in the power of the peak, and when they sat on the throne of the clan, they would not be willing to give up!

He knows too much about those side-line people. After the **** incidents of that year, they competed for power with one another, and they did not hesitate to confess with the foreign enemies, so that the Lin family was completely involved in the fight. The forces and industries that were originally owned were also divided. !

Like this kind of people, may you look at Lin Xun’s heart?

What's more, those giants who divided the forest industry in those years were afraid that they would not look at Lin Xun.

Internal worry!

foreign aggression!

Coupled with the fact that Lin is young and young, he is alone and weak, and he wants to lead the entire Lin family. It is even harder than going to heaven!

In an instant, Lin Xun knew that Lin Zhong was not attacking himself, but that he did not have the ability to take charge of Lin’s family.

This makes Lin can't help but frown and sink.

He himself knows that he is currently lacking in people, lacking money, and lacking sufficient capital to be alone. It is indeed difficult to want to recover the Lin family.

However, since he is back, may he be indifferent?

Not afraid of difficulties, I am afraid that I will recognize it!

Nowadays, the Lin family is declining again, the situation is dangerous again, and the situation is no longer awkward. As long as you do it step by step, there is hope of reversing the situation and re-emergence!

If you don't do it, then it's better to get out of the Forbidden City immediately!

Of course, according to the character of Lin Xun, naturally, he will not admit defeat.

"Zhongbo, whether you believe it or not, tell me first, how to do it, do it, you may lose, but if you don't, I will regret it forever!"

Lin looked steadfastly.

Lin Zhong’s look is uncertain, and he has only bitten his teeth for a long time: “But the old slaves have survived for more than ten years, and they are not as good as death. If you can’t bear the heart-washing peak left by the patriarch’s lord, the old slave has already died. Since the young master If you want to fight, the old slave will get out of this old bone and fight with you once!"

The sound is awkward.

Lin Xun suddenly smiled and took a shot of Lin Zhong’s shoulder. He said: “Zhong Bo is assured that I am a person, but I have not practiced the problem that I can’t solve!”

"Young master, you must first be inside, you must do the first thing to do is to fully understand the current status of our Lin family."

"Only we can solve the internal problems first, so we can unite the clan power and fight against foreign enemies!"

This is Lin Zhong’s suggestion.

Lin looked for a little thought, can not help but secretly nod, this statement is not empty.

It is true that he has just entered the Forbidden City and has encountered a lot of problems. The real problem is to solve the problem of the clan!

As long as he is solved, it is equal to stabilizing the foundation and standing firm. If the foundation is unstable, he wants to avenge his parents and relatives. It is simply delusional.

In order to further understand the status quo of the Lin family, Lin Zhong left the heart-washing hall with Lin Xun.

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Wash the heart of the peak, after the mountain.

Tibetan Classics.

It is a seven-storey old building bathed in silver stars.

This is the place where the Lin family possesses the classics. It is the core forbidden land of the clan. The seven-storey building collects the practice of the Lin family for thousands of years.

At that time, the Lin family, but one of the superior door valves, was in charge of the sky, and it is conceivable that the inheritance of its inheritance is amazing.

This collection of Jingjing Pavilion can also demonstrate the strength of the gate valve.

Only when Lin Xun entered under the leadership of Lin Zhong, he found that in the vast Tibetan Buddhist scriptures, rows of bookshelves were scattered all over the place, the spider webs were densely covered, and dust was piled up.

It was like being robbed by a group of robbers, not to mention the practice books, even a piece of paper can not be found!

"The young master, the Tibetan Buddhist Scriptures are divided into seven floors. It is built by the ancestors of the Lin family and the ancestors. The books collected here were arrogant and full of enthusiasm."

Lin Zhong’s voice was low, and his complex complex glanced at the empty hall full of cobweb dust.

"Only the first layer, there are more than 3,000 books of various practice books and more than 1,900 battle secrets."

"After the **** events of the year, these worthless books have been taken away..."

Lin Zhong’s voice is bitter, and he is extremely unsettled and sad.

Lin searched for a long time, and did not speak, but his hands clasped unconsciously.

Said, Lin Zhong took Lin to find the second floor of the Tibetan Classics.

"Young Master, this second layer contains 1,600 practice books and more than 700 combat secrets."

On the second floor, there are also rows of bookshelves, and the dust spider webs are everywhere. In some places, there are traces of battle and blood stains left in the ground.

"Go, go to the third floor."

Lin searched for a long time, took a deep breath and regained his gaze.

Next, Lin Zhong took Lin to search for layers, and without exception, all were empty and ruined.

Until the highest level, Lin Zhong’s look has become so sad that his mood is ups and downs and seems to be about to collapse.

There are only a few rows of bookshelves here.

But here is the forbidden place in the Tibetan Classical Court. In the Lin family, non-core figures were not qualified to set foot in it!

"Young Master, what is hidden here is the most precious secret of our Lin family. There are seven secrets. In addition, there are fifty-four volumes of spiritual experience left by the ancestors of the ancestors! That records the true core inheritance!"

When this paragraph is finished, Lin Zhong seems to have lost all his strength and looks very stunned.

Lin was looking for a foot in the heart, and the heart was too fast to bear the anger that rushed out.

In the meantime, he seems to see a group of enemies in the same year, with endless greed and ecstasy, plundering in this Tibetan scripture...

That is the classics that Lin Jiazu’s ancestors spent all their efforts to collect! It is the foundation of Lin’s foothold! But now, all are looted!

Hey!

Lin looked for his hands tightly into a fist, the knuckles were forced to make a crisp sound, and the blue veins on the back of the hand were rooted.

However, Lin looked for himself but he did not feel it. He seemed to have a whirlpool in the depths of the black scorpion, burning a terrible flame.

Until a long time, Lin Xun suddenly regained his gaze and strode down the Tibetan Golden Pavilion.

He didn't dare to look at it anymore. He was worried that he couldn't control his inner anger. A treasure house of ancestors who had been painstakingly built by the ancestors of the Lin family had been completely ruined because of the **** incident of that year!

Even if it is an outsider, seeing such a situation will also be deeply regretted, let alone Lin Xun, a descendant of the Lin family.

"Zhong Bo, do you know those people who took these books in the past?"

"know."

"Good! You write me down one by one, you can't miss one!"

"The young master is assured that the old slaves will not forget the murderers."

Walking out of the Tibetan Classics, Lin Xun took a deep breath and began to talk to Lin Zhongyu.

Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered one thing and said: "Is there any other four people in the sidelines who ransacked the Tibetan Classics?"

Lin Zhong’s body is stiff and his face changes.

I don't have to ask any more. Lin Xun already knows the answer. His eyes suddenly become cold, but his mouth smiles lightly: "Good, very good!"

The smile is colder than his nephew and has no feelings.

Lin Zhong’s heart next to him was inexplicably cold, and he made a shock.