Jiuyang Tongshen Art

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At this time, hundreds of villagers rushed around, and they were all in the dark, with excited and curious faces on their faces, pointing at Lin Shaoyun.

"He is the great god who saved our Yongle Village back then!"

"is it?"

"You're right?"

"That's right, he hasn't changed at all for more than 20 years."

"Ah! I really envy Xiuxiu for marrying him..."

Lin Shaoyun's head got dizzy when he heard it. He didn't expect that when he came back more than [-] years later, the villagers were still so enthusiastic, and the kindness yesterday was engraved in their hearts.

So, Lin Shaoyun greeted everyone with a smile, an invisible warmth quietly surrounded his heart, like bathing in a hot spring, every cell in his body was relaxed like never before.

It was only then that he discovered how comfortable and comfortable it was to be loved by others.

"Lin Daxian, we will always remember your kindness back then, but it has been more than [-] years since you left. We miss you very much and are really worried about what happened to you."

"That's right! Daxian Lin, come and show my son his face, and see if he can be a high-ranking official in the future?"

"Daxian Lin..."

Everyone was chattering, Lin Shaoyun didn't know who to listen to, for a while, he could only show the public with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Of course, those who spoke were all villagers over 30 years old. After all, the latecomers have never seen Lin Shaoyun at all. His existence is a myth to the new generation. At this time, they gathered around to join in the fun That's all.

Most of the villagers who don't know Lin Shaoyun have a question: Is this true?Doesn't it look like a fairy?

Because in the legends of the people, the gods are all dressed in Taoist robes, holding a whisk in their hands, with white beard and hair, dignified, pretending to be profound.

But seeing Lin Shaoyun as a good young man in his early 20s, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that he couldn't have anything to do with the gods.

Putting on a golden mask, he looks more like a mountain king.

"Grandpa! Is... is he really a fairy?" At this time, a seven or eight-year-old boy pulled an old man's sleeve and asked in a suspicious tone.

"Of course it is!"

Before the old man answered, the villagers of the older generation who had seen Lin Shaoyun rushed to answer.

"Then will he transform?" the little boy asked again.

"Yes..." There was another commotion.

"Lin Daxian, show yourself to the juniors, lest they think we are bragging."

It's not unreasonable for everyone to say that.

Because in Yongle Village, Lin Shaoyun has always only recited it in the form of myths in the village.

The children of the later generation naturally scoffed, saying that the elders united to brag. The villagers of the older generation actually felt uncomfortable in their hearts. They held their breath, because they could not prove that there was really immortal.

Not even a single ghost can be seen. The stories about the rampant evil spirits back then are naturally nonsense among the children of the next generation.

Now that Lin Shaoyun suddenly fell from the sky, they still haven't seized the opportunity to prove that the gods really exist?

Therefore, everyone clamored for Lin Shaoyun to perform one.

The kindness is hard to refuse, how can Lin Shaoyun refuse, let alone having a son by the side, if he refuses, how embarrassing is it?

"But I'm not a god! Lu Daxian is a god, and I'm just a monk." Lin Shaoyun secretly wiped a cold sweat, he really can't transform.

But these words cannot be exported at this time.

Fortunately, Lin Shaoyun had put on a golden mask at this time, and the embarrassment on his face was completely hidden under the golden mask. If he was seen by the villagers of the next generation, he would be laughed at.

After thinking about it, Lin Shaoyun's eyes suddenly lit up, and he had a calculation in his heart. He had no choice but to pretend to be a god. Anyway, isn't he on the road of cultivating immortals?If you can’t say it, let’s make a fake fairy in advance.

"Hey!" Lu Dongbin's laughter came from the Qiankun Ring.

"Why are you laughing? I'm embarrassed, why don't you come out and help me! You are the god." Lin Shaoyun said embarrassingly with his heart.

"Hey! When I come out, my soul will be gone, and I can't do anything!" Lu Dongbin expressed that he was helpless.

"Then don't laugh, maybe I'll pretend to be a god." Lin Shaoyun said helplessly.

"Okay! Let's see how you can trick these villagers." Lu Dongbin folded his hands, looking like "I just can't see it".

Lin Shaoyun shook his head, glanced at all the villagers with sharp eyes, and said with a faint smile, "Then I'll make a fool of myself."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar.

In this way, doesn't it prove that the legend in Yongle Village is real?

Lin Wu often looked at Lin Shaoyun with an inconceivable look, and said to himself, "Is he really my father? Is he really a god? Then why has he been away for more than 20 years and never came back?"

At this time, a middle-aged man in his 40s said: "Everyone be quiet, let us witness the moment when Daxian Lin brought us a miracle! Let you juniors know that gods really exist."

This man had already taken over the position of village head from Uncle Li at this time, so he spoke with great credibility, and everyone quickly quieted down.

Lin Shaoyun said: "I will only perform once, and everyone will watch it."

Everyone was silent, surrounded Lin Shaoyun, and at the same time gave him an open space.

Lin Shaoyun said again: "Which friend will help you find a big log pillar."

When the village chief yelled, two young and strong men left in response.

Not long after, a large pine tree with a diameter of two feet and a length of three feet came over.

Looking around, at least it won't be less than three hundred catties.

Two young and strong boys put the big log in front of Lin Shaoyun, then retreated to one side and squatted down, waiting for Lin Shaoyun's performance.

Lin Shaoyun glanced at it casually, without raising his hands or feet, and his spiritual consciousness moved for a moment.

The giant log weighing more than three hundred kilograms floated up.

"Wow formidable!"

The villagers have never seen such a magical skill, and they all exclaimed, it is really an eye-opener.

Only Lin Wuchang secretly took a sip, he didn't think it was some kind of fairy skill.

Because when martial arts have reached the realm of transformation, they can also control things with qi.

In his eyes, this must be the magical art of imperialism.

Because his mother was able to do it back then, but Lin Shaoyun was able to levitate such a heavy giant tree, and his skill still amazed him. One can imagine.

"Although it's powerful, it's not the ability of gods, it's just the strength of martial arts..." Suddenly, a cold voice, like an electric current, entered the ears of everyone present.

[Seeing everyone's red envelope support, and the reminders who have already left messages, I am very moved. Xiaobai decided to rush to the manuscript tonight, and I will definitely give you [-] words tomorrow, which is the update of the five chapters. I will never break my promise. All baked before pm. 】