Senior sister, don't be stubborn, you are already invincible.

Teacher, master?

what?

Are you talking to him?

Lin Feng stared blankly at the person in front of him, his pupils filled with confusion and confusion.

Not only Lin Feng was stunned, but also the other Lin disciples.

As soon as Tang Shi said these words, the surroundings suddenly fell into a strange atmosphere.

All the direct disciples looked back and forth between their family leader and Tang Shi, with shocked and bewildered expressions on their faces.

"Master, don't you recognize us?" Song Ci took a step forward and looked back at Lin Feng with a bright smile.

Lin Feng still didn't react: "Master? Me?"

He pointed at himself.

There was still confusion and confusion on his face.

A disciple of the famous Zhatian Gang calls himself master?

Long live!

Am I dreaming?

"Master, have you forgotten us?" Song Ci asked with a frown.

"what?"

Lin Feng continued to be confused, his thoughts seemed to be stuck for a long time, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Song Ci let out a long sigh, then turned to Tang Shi and said seriously: "Sister, Master seems to have lost his memory."

Tang poetry: "..."

Lin Feng: "..."

Suddenly.

Lin Feng's body trembled suddenly, his eyes suddenly shrank, and he looked at Song Ci in horror. His voice became hoarse due to excitement, and even his teeth were trembling slightly.

"You, you, you, are you Song, Song Ci?"

He was so excited that he couldn't even speak clearly.

Back then, he traveled all the way to the mortal world to bring Song Ci back.

Later, because of the Lin Incident, he left for hundreds of years and never went back. He never expected to meet again today.

When he left, Song Ci was still a mortal who had never entered Taoism.

At first, I just wanted them to live a stable and peaceful life in that remote sect.

now.

Now, he has become famous in Zhongshen Continent, a land of crouching tigers and hidden dragons! !

Just unbelievable.

He almost couldn't help shouting.

His disciple.

There are thousands of monks in the world, and they all need to be called "sir" when they meet them.

what does this mean?

This means that Lin's life should not be cut off!

Lin Feng's body was shaking violently and his eyes were moist. He controlled his inner emotions and tried his best to smile, "Little guy, you have grown so tall, haha, good! Very good!!"

Lin Feng was extremely pleased to see the young boy in the past grow up to what he is now.

the end.

His eyes fell on Tang Shi.

The black robe covered her whole body, and she just stood there, like a sacred tree standing proudly between heaven and earth, eternal.

Lin Feng moved his lips, wanting to say something, but finally closed his mouth.

For a moment I didn't know where to start.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would have believed that someone who was so weak in the past and was called a "waste" could actually rise up?

So, is the person in front of him his disciple Tang Shi or the famous Ye Qing'er?

A feeling of nostalgia for homeland spread in Lin Feng's heart.

The two looked at each other several feet apart. After a long silence, Tang Shi finally took the lead and said, "Are you okay?"

Lin Feng lowered his eyes and glanced at the blood-stained clothes, shook his head, and said: "Not so good..."

Tang Shi pursed her lips and frowned: "What can help you heal? I'll find it for you."

"There's no rush."

Lin Feng waved his hand, then twitched the corner of his mouth, showing a forced smile, and said, "Let's go, follow me back to the forest world first..."

This time, I am afraid that I will be entangled with Lin's cause and effect.

Tang Shi hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded and said, "Well..."

Lin Feng felt relieved.

When he was about to take the two of them away, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the direct disciples of the Lin family who were watching secretly with their eyes wide open, with curiosity written all over their faces. He suddenly looked hard and ordered: "Don't be stunned. Clean up the battlefield and bring the injured people back for treatment!"

When many Lin disciples heard this, they all shuddered and got busy.

Then with his peripheral vision, he silently watched Lin Feng and the other three leave.

After the three people disappeared completely, there was a lot of discussion.

"What is going on? When did our family leader accept his disciple?"

"Maybe I collected it while traveling outside..."

"Hey, hey, what are you talking about? None of this is important. What's important is that Ye Qing'er is actually the disciple of the clan leader! That's Ye Qing'er!!"

"Hey, then can't we walk sideways on the mainland in the future?"

……

Meanwhile on the other side.

The three of them walked side by side on the road.

The blood dripping all the way on the ground was shocking. Song Ci was about to speak but hesitated.

"Master, why don't you heal your injuries first?"

Lin Feng still shook his head, "It doesn't matter, I can't die from this injury."

Seeing that Lin Feng persisted, Song Ci could not continue to dissuade him. After all, everyone had the right to choose. Although he was a disciple, he had no right to interfere with the master's decision.

He just sighed a little and said: "Master, we met not long ago. I wonder if you still remember. I didn't recognize you at that time. It was only after you left that my senior sister and I recognized you."

"At that time, my senior sister and I were very worried about you, so I chased after you, but I didn't catch you."

"If we could have known each other that day, Master, you wouldn't be so embarrassed now. It's just a little bit worse. It's really a twist of fate..."

W-what? !

Lin Feng froze, and the scenes from back then appeared in his mind.

At first, he thought that Ye Qing'er had gone back on his word and was planning to hunt him down. But it turned out that he wanted to recognize each other? ? ?

A mouthful of old blood almost spurted out from his throat. He stared at Song Ci with hatred and said word by word: "You little brat, are your mouths just for decoration? Why didn't you call me master at that time?"

"Ahem, that's what master taught you." Song Ci touched his nose and laughed twice.

But then again, if Song Ci had shouted at that time, Lin Feng might not have stopped running away.

After all, people are unpredictable.

Who knows if he might have yelled like that on purpose, to take the other person's life at that moment of confusion.

All I can say is, it’s all fate.

……

Tang poetry and Song poetry temporarily settled in Linjie.

Now that the two of them are here, the Lin family members are not tired of escaping for their lives and have returned to live in the forest world.

Healing of injuries and practice of cultivation are in full swing.

However, Lin Feng always felt a little dreamy in his heart.

Lin, did you really hold on?

Did the Chu and Su tribes really give up attacking the Lin family? !

Can his two disciples really withstand the siege of two top forces?

Every time he thought of this, Lin Feng felt uneasy and could only walk around the cave where Tang Shi lived every day.

then.

Confidence instantly exploded.

……

Half a month later.

A shocking piece of news.

The two top forces, Chu and Su, jointly issued an edict.

Call together the masters of casual cultivators from all over the continent to defeat the Lin clan.

In a quaint hall.

A group of extraordinary-looking men and women sat on the left and right sides, with many high-ranking family members standing behind them.

A middle-aged man at the head said with a solemn expression: "Ye Qing'er drove our people away but didn't take action against Lin. What is she doing?"

His name is Su Fengyun, he is the patriarch of the Su clan and a top expert at the eighth level of the Mahayana realm.

"Hmph... We are not the down-and-out Ji family. No matter what she does, since she dares to provoke our Su and Chu clan, she should pay the price!"

"Besides, her actions are so arrogant and domineering, which has already made many monks dissatisfied!"