The Sims: My God Identity Has Been Revealed

"Perhaps." Lin Chao didn't care.

Grandma has passed away, and the past belonging to the older generation has been overwhelmed by history.

"Do you want me to push his contact information to you?"

"No need." Lin Chao refused with a smile.

He is not interested in Lingjin's clan status.

What interests him is that this spirit is likely to be related to the fifth person he has been looking for.

……

"too weird."

Lingjin was walking on the road, muttering, feeling a little puzzled.

For some reason, when he saw that young man, he had a special feeling in his heart.

Very peculiar.

Without thinking too much, Lingjin got on the bus.

Recently, he was not feeling well, so he asked the school for a long vacation and was going back home.

After half a day.

Fengling Village.

Lingjin got out of the car and stretched comfortably.

It still tastes better at home.

Comfort and peace of mind.

The entire Fengling Village is small, with only a few dozen families.

It can be said that almost half of the Feng clan people live in Fengling Village.

"Uncle Ling, good morning."

Ling Jin greeted the big man carrying a hoe.

The big man grinned and smiled: "Xiao Jin is back, come to my house to chat at night!"

"Okay." Ling Jin responded.

He continued on the narrow path.

His home is in the deepest part of Fengling Village.

Soon, an antique building appeared in front of him.

Lingjin showed joy on his face, he was his home.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back."

He called out, but no one in the room answered.

Seeing that the gate was not closed, Lingjin walked in.

At this time, an old woman appeared in front of Lingjin.

The old woman was wearing a gray sackcloth, holding a string of beads in her hand, her eyes were a little cold: "You're back?"

"Well, grandma." Seeing the old woman, Lingjin was a little scared.

The old woman is Lingjin's grandmother, the highest-ranking person in her family, and also the highest-ranking person in Fengling Village.

Everyone in the village respects her very much.

However, Lingjin always felt that grandma was naughty and stubborn.

All day in the sacrificial hall in the backyard, do not go out.

In the sacrificial hall in the backyard, what is sacrificed is not the ancestors, but a piece of jade.

In Feng Clan, there has always been an untold secret.

The jade in the sacrificial hall is an accessory for the spirit.

Rumor has it that the ancestors of the Feng clan sacrificed to God and obtained a supreme qualification.

This qualification means that the entire clan has the qualification to be a servant of the spirit.

The meaning of the clan's existence is to serve the spirit.

For these, Lingjin dismissed them.

What era is it, and what spirit are you still talking about?

Where is the spirit?

Lingjin has never seen it.

For so many years, the Feng family has always said that they serve Ling, but they have never even seen Ling.

All ancestral precepts are a scam, a joke.

In the end, grandma took it seriously.

Where is the spirit?

"Go to the sacrificial hall to worship first, and then go back to the room." The old woman said, her voice was unquestionable.

"Okay." Lingjin was a little impatient.

The old woman glanced at her grandson and let out a long sigh.

"The qualifications that our ancestors obtained with great difficulty have persisted for thousands of years, and they must not be buried in my hands!" The look in the old woman's eyes was almost paranoid.

The clan's ancestral precepts can be passed on for thousands of years, not by the consciousness of the clansmen.

Naturally, Lingjin didn't know what grandma was thinking, so he entered the back hall.

Looking at the magnificent sacrificial hall, his eyes were a little impatient.

However, he still behaved well, kowtowing three times and bowing nine times.

Just then, a voice came from beside him.

"Is this the sacrificial hall you've been talking about?"

A person covered in a black robe spoke.

His whole body seemed to be in the shadows.

Seeing this person, Lingjin showed excitement on his face: "Yes.

Alas, my grandma and those clan members really come to the sacrificial hall every year to pay homage to that jade, pray for the coming of the spirit, and then become his servants.

谷嗢

Whether the spirit exists or not is another matter. I feel that even if the spirit does exist, it is far inferior to you. "

The man in black smiled, his figure flashed, and he appeared at the front of the sacrificial hall.

He looked at the piece of jade with calm eyes: "This piece of jade..."

"How?" Ling Jin asked.

This man in black was a... immortal cultivator he met recently.

In other words, visitors from another world.

In Lingjin's eyes, this visitor from another world is the real big shot.

The spirit in the mouth of the ancestors is nothing but an illusory legend.

"This kind of jade is quite... special.

According to the prices in your world, this piece of jade is estimated to be worth 1000 million.

Other than that, nothing special.

Haven't you been short of money?Shall we take this piece of jade and exchange it for money? "The black-robed man spoke with a hint of a smile in his voice.

"Forget it." Lingjin shook his head, "I'm afraid I will be beaten to death by my grandma."

Speaking of grandma, he was still a little scared.

"It's a pity that it's 1000 million." The man in black was full of regret in his voice.

"With your ability, wouldn't it be easy to earn 1000 million?" Ling Jin asked casually.

The man in black smiled, but did not answer. He looked at Lingjin and continued to ask, "Did you still dream yesterday?"

Lingjin's face became serious: "I did."

"What's the result?" The man in black was a little nervous.

"Empress Dowager Su of the Great Yan Dynasty sent three-color pavilion killers to Fenglan, and Mother Zhao died.

One hundred thousand soldiers of the Wei State came to Fenglan City, Fenglan was destroyed, King Fenglan and Princess Fenglan fell to the city wall and died. "

"Really?" The black-robed man's eyes flickered, and his heart shook.

Is Mrs. Zhao dead?

However, this is completely different from what he knew.

As a native of Wu Kingdom, he knows the history of Wu Kingdom best.

Back then, Su Yunqiong dispatched the killer from Fengyulou to Fenglan.

However, Emperor Wu was born out of nowhere, and he destroyed the killer of Fengyulou by himself.

He also used the lights of Fenglan Wanjia to burn the [-] troops of Wei State.

"Old Hei, what happened to my dream?" Ling Jin looked at the man in black with doubts on his face.

"I don't know either." The man in black sighed, "I told you the story of Wu Kingdom the day before yesterday."

"Yeah." Ling Jin nodded, "Why do I dream about the history of your Wu Kingdom, and it's completely different from yours?"

"Who knows?"

"Is there a possibility that I'm actually the reincarnation of Emperor Wu?" Ling Jin was extremely excited.

The man in black smiled: "You think it's pretty."

"Haha." Ling Jin also laughed.

The black-robed man didn't speak any more, he was caught in deep entanglement at the moment.

"In the records dug up ten years ago, Yan unified the world, strange demons descended from the sky, and the martial world was destroyed.

However, Yan did not unify the world, and the arrival of strange demons was delayed for nearly a thousand years.

what is the problem? "

The man in black didn't understand.

Ten years ago, Wu Guo dug up a copy.

This ancient book, according to detection, should be something from ten thousand years ago.

However, this book records all the history of Wujie.

This shocked everyone in Wu Kingdom.

It's as if someone wrote this book ten thousand years ago, and the history of the martial arts world has been running according to this book for the past 1 years.

However, all of this seems to have been rewritten since the appearance of Emperor Wu.

Including, the destruction of the martial arts world.

According to the theory, the Martial Realm was destroyed ten years ago when Su Yunqiong proclaimed himself emperor, that is, almost a thousand years ago.

As for the young man Lingjin, the dreams he had every night were the same as the recorded history.

"Emperor Wu Qi Lin... who the hell is he?" The black-robed man's eyes flickered, with a hint of sharpness in his eyes.

But soon, he became lost again.

"Although the Wu Kingdom is strong, the strange demons are even stronger.

How to pass the level of strange demons? "