The mountains are surrounded by dense forests, and trees that are more than a hundred years old are everywhere.
Full text reading: gt Without Du Zun's map guidance, Lin Xiaotian and Zhuge Yun would never have been able to find the Tang Sect's sect.
This is not to say that the Tang Sect deliberately arranged the sect in the deep mountains and forests to avoid the government.
The main reason is that poisonous substances are found in these deep mountains and forests, and it is the most suitable place for the Tang Sect.
After walking for two days and two nights, it was not until the early morning of the third day that Lin Xiaotian and Zhuge Yun arrived at the mountain gate of Tangmen.
Different from the fairy-like Piaomiao Sect and the simple and vicissitudes of the Lin family style, the Tangmen's mountain gate is very natural.
The material that makes up the mountain gate is not stone, but dozens of old vines intertwined.
As soon as Lin Xiaotian and Zhuge Yun approached the mountain gate, a young man wearing camouflage clothes appeared in front of them.
"Who are you two?
What are you doing in the Tang Sect?"
the young man said politely.
Although the words were polite, the young man kept his hand on his waist, where there was a bamboo tube.
Ordinary people might regard the bamboo tube as a decoration, but anyone who has heard the name of the Tang family's hidden weapon will know that it is a hidden weapon that can kill people.
Lin Xiaotian politely cupped his hands and said, "I'm Lin Xiaotian, an ancient martial arts master, here to pay a visit to Mr.
Tang from the Tang Sect."
"Lin Xiaotian."
The young man was stunned for a moment, then looked up and down at Lin Xiaotian in surprise: "You are the son of the saint."
"Saint Girl" Lin Xiaotian didn't expect that her mother would have such a respected status in the Tang Sect.
But then Lin Xiaotian thought about his father, who was able to get a saint girl from the Tang Sect to be his wife.
His father was also quite awesome.
Lin Xiaotian did not hesitate for too long and politely sent the greeting card.
After taking the invitation, the young man turned around and entered the mountain gate.
After the young man left, Zhuge Yun lowered his voice and said: "It is indeed the ancient martial arts sect with the longest heritage.
The Tang Sect is well-defended with loose pine trees and tight cover."
Lin Xiaotian nodded silently.
Along the way, he discovered at least ten hidden sentinels.
This was because those people followed him too closely and were discovered by him.
He didn't know how many sentries were there that were just hanging in the distance without showing any hostility.
Ten minutes later, the Poison Master whom he had seen before walked out of it.
"Hahaha Xiaotian, you made it easy for me to wait.
I thought you would come right away, but I didn't expect it to take until now," Du Zun said with a smile.
Du Zun was joking, but Lin Xiaotian had to explain.
"Uncle, it's not that I want to delay, it's mainly because when Chi Youjin Xiaotian died in battle, he entrusted his disciple Jin Ming to me.
I had to help her get revenge.
After the matter was over, I rushed over immediately."
Lin Xiaotian smiled said.
Du Zun smiled and held Lin Xiaotian's hand, and said with enthusiasm: "You have too many things on your hands.
I just paid you back when I didn't know your identity before.
But when I find out what you have done, it is simply jaw-dropping."
In three or four years, you have accomplished something that most ancient warriors cannot do in their lifetime."
It can be seen that Du Zun admires Lin Xiaotian very much, and his words are very affectionate.
In return, Lin Xiaotian's attitude towards Du Zun was also very respectful.
He was also very polite to Du Zun's praise.
Du Zun frowned and said: "A man must move forward bravely.
What can you not accept for a little achievement?
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What you do is what you do.
You don't steal or rob.
You use your true skills.
There is no need to be modest."
Lin Xiaotian blushed when he said this.
Not long ago, he and a thief stole someone else's relics.
Although the Tang clan is Han, they have mixed with ethnic minorities over the years and have the blood of ethnic minorities.
The living style is mostly that of ethnic minorities.
Except for the main house, which is a Han Chinese courtyard with green bricks and black tiles, the other residences are basically stilted buildings of ethnic minorities in the south.
There is only a row of reinforced concrete buildings at the back of the mountain, which look like products after the reform and opening up.
This is somewhat similar to the Lin family.
Du Zun and Lin Xiaotian had just walked to the door of the main house when an old man with white hair and beard had already come out to greet him.
"Is Xiaotian's dear grandson really you?
Come and let me see."
The old man's hands were trembling, and he was obviously a little excited.
The moment he saw the old man, Lin Xiaotian's dusty memory suddenly became a little looser.
The scene of the old man holding him in his arms when he was a child appeared in front of him inexplicably.
This old man is his grandfather, Mr.
Tang Renxuan, known as the King of Chinese Medicine.
Maybe it's blood connection, maybe it's fate.
Even when he met his mother, Lin Xiaotian failed to awaken his childhood memories, but he regained some of his memories when he met the old man.
"Grandpa" Lin Xiaotian's eyes turned red, he knelt on the ground with a thud, and respectfully kowtowed to Mr.
Tang three times.
As people grow older, Mr.
Tang can naturally feel Lin Xiaotian's sincerity, and he can't help but feel comforted by his old feelings, and he loves his miserable grandson Lin Xiaotian even more.
He helped Lin Xiaotian up with his hands full of age spots.
Mr.
Tang smiled with tears in his eyes: "I haven't seen you for more than 20 years, but your boy has grown into an adult."
Lin Xiaotian also said with tears in his eyes: "Grandpa, you are still as energetic as I remember, but I still remember the warmth of your hands."
Although Tang Renxuan is respected as the King of Medicine, he is actually good at the art of poison.
It is not an exaggeration to call him the King of Poison.
It was precisely because of the poison that the temperature on his hands was different from that of ordinary people.
Seeing that Lin Xiaotian could still remember this, Mr.
Tang couldn't help but burst into tears again.
The elderly always like to have relatives across generations.
They may be harsh on their sons and daughters, but they only have pure love for their grandchildren.
Thinking of Lin Xiaotian's childhood suffering, Mr.
Tang felt even more distressed and held Lin Xiaotian in his arms without letting go.
"Xiaotian, come, let me introduce you.
These are your blood relatives.
This is your eldest uncle.
This is your third uncle.
This is your eldest brother from your eldest uncle's family.
This is your little sister from your fourth uncle's family."
Mr.
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Tang was old and had many descendants.
It took him more than ten minutes to introduce dozens of relatives.
These relatives also had different attitudes towards Lin Xiaotian.
Although they were all enthusiastic on the surface, some people were really enthusiastic, while others were hypocritical, and a few people even looked at Lin Xiaotian with scrutiny.
Lin Xiaotian didn't care about this.
He only felt the joy of being reunited with his grandfather.
Perhaps because they knew Lin Xiaotian was coming, the Tang Sect had already prepared a banquet.
As soon as Lin Xiaotian entered the house, a flowing banquet was already served.
It would be an exaggeration to say that the whole family was celebrating together.
Everyone in Tangmen was beaming with joy.
Lin Xiaotian saw it in his eyes and remembered it in his heart.
It had been a long time since he told Third Uncle Du Zun that he was coming, but Tang Men had been preparing a banquet and was always waiting for his arrival.
This friendship made Lin Xiaotian feel warm in his heart.
At the banquet, Mr.
Tang forced Lin Xiaotian to sit next to him.
After drinking three glasses of wine, Mr.
Tang said with a smile: "Xiaotian, I have heard what your third uncle said.
Although you are living abroad, you have not brought shame to the Tang family.
You have made a lot of achievements on your own.
What's more, In Africa and the Middle East, you can dethrone empires and establish countries with just a few words.
It's very impressive."
Although it was true, Lin Xiaotian was still a little ashamed when he said it from his grandfather's mouth.
"Grandpa, those are all rumors from outside.
The Middle East and Africa are relatively chaotic, which highlights the status of the Defenders Mercenary Group.
In China, where the situation is stable, the Defenders Mercenary Group is not so strong," Lin Xiaotian said politely.
Mr.
Tang nodded and said: "Heroes emerge from troubled times, and only places like the Middle East and Africa can cultivate a character like yours.
If you have been living in China, you will inevitably be trapped by the situation and have a limited vision."
What is said is unintentional, but the listener is intentional.
Mr.
Tang's words were originally just a sentiment, but they aroused dissatisfaction among the other juniors in the Tang Sect.
The old man's words were tantamount to degrading the Tang clan disciples to a position where they were inferior to Lin Xiaotian.
Juniors who are more outgoing or have a bigger picture won't care.
But people with narrow personalities or slightly smaller patterns have somewhat ugly faces.
One of the twenty-seven-year-old young men said with a smile: "We all know Tiandi's achievements, but we haven't seen his skills with our own eyes.
Why don't we take this opportunity and let us see it?"
As soon as the young man said these words, the banquet fell into silence.
It was obvious that his status in the Tang Sect was very unusual.
Lin Xiaotian squinted his eyes and looked at the young man.
When Mr.
Tang just introduced him, he introduced this young man.
He is the most outstanding grandson of the third generation of the Tang clan.
His name is Tang Yaoran.
He is the third son of Mr.
Tang and the son of Tang Qingfeng, the third uncle of Lin Xiaotian.
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Seeing Lin Xiaotian looking at him, Tang Yaoran's whole body became aura, waving his claws and claws at Lin Xiaotian like a wild and ferocious beast.
The Realm of Guwu's Two Lamps Lin Xiaotian was secretly awe-inspiring.
Worthy of being the most outstanding grandson of the Tang Sect, his cultivation has actually reached the pinnacle level second only to Chi Youjin, Jin Xiaotian, Man Mansion Palace Master, and Jin Luohan.
Although it can be seen that he should be a new breakthrough and his foundation is still a bit unstable, he has lived up to his reputation as a genius.
Lin Xiaotian, who had fought against the three strongest top players in the world, had a broad vision and knew that Tang Yaoran, who had recently reached the level of two lanterns, would not be his opponent.
He just came to Tangmen, and he didn't want to make such a splash, nor did he want to get on bad terms with the people of Tangmen on the first day he came here.
Faced with Tang Yaoran's intimidation, Lin Xiaotian just smiled and said: "Third brother, you're welcome.
I learned the three-legged cat kung fu from the world of secular martial arts, so I won't do it in front of everyone in ancient martial arts."
Lin Xiaotian gave in, but Tang Yaoran regarded it as weakness.
He sneered and said: "Hey, Xiaotian, what you said is wrong.
A ruler has its shortcomings and an inch has its strengths.
The martial arts world also has its merits.
How about this?
I heard that there is a fighting method in the martial arts world.
I I will also compete with you next time to see the power of the combination of national martial arts and ancient martial arts."
Tang Yaoran's words seemed very polite on the surface, but his tone was full of provocation.
Lin Xiaotian didn't want this person to ruin the atmosphere of recognizing his grandfather, so he stopped talking with a smile on his lips.
He doesn't want to join the war, but some people are eager for him to make a fool of himself.
Just when Lin Xiaotian and Tang Yaoran were in a stalemate, a woman spoke up: "Xiaotian, your mother was a prominent figure in the Tang clan back then.
You can't let her lose face."
The man next to the woman also echoed: "What your third aunt said is right.
The reputation of your mother, Tang Qingying, the saint of the Tang Sect, was resounding throughout the mountains and outside the country.
Your return this time will allow the relatives of the Tang Sect to see who Qingying's child is."
Not as good as his mother."
The man and woman sang together and held Lin Xiaotian in the air.
Now that he is talking about his mother, Lin Xiaotian can no longer retreat.
This man and woman are none other than Tang Yaoran's father, Tang Qingfeng, and mother, Li Zitong
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