Chapter 378 All Sides Are Enemies

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From 5:00 p.m. to more than 10:00 p.m. in the evening, Lin Xuanyuan, who was sitting in his wheelchair, did not even have time to eat his dinner. He pushed away countless requests for a visit in more than five hours.

There were still four people in the study room.

Xuanyuan Longyin, Lin Xuanyuan, Xuanyuan Qinghuan, and Lin Shuhua.

This was the core group of the Xuanyuan Clan.

Xuanyuan Longyin was still holding the brush. His wrist was steady, without the slightest tremor. Streaks of clearly defined lines filled the room with regular scripts. The fragrance of ink and wine grew denser, and needles could be heard quietly falling from the study room.

Now, even Lin Shuhua understood what Xuanyuan Longyin was doing. This was the core technique of the Xuanyuan Clan. It was something that could completely cure Lin Xuanyuan's body and make his body more perfect and more effective.

This allowed the World-shaking War God Wang Lin Xuanyuan to become stronger once again. From this, one could see how heaven-defying the Balance Technique was.

Lin Shuhua was lost in thought.

Until now, his mind was still somewhat unable to turn around.

From childhood until now, Lin Xuanyuan, the War God Wang he had always respected, had become his senior apprentice brother. In one day, he had entered the Xuanyuan bloodline, and Lin Xuanyuan's identity had undergone a fundamental change.

Good or bad?

Lin Shuhua hadn't realized this yet. All sorts of emotions surged in his heart. After all, he was a master-apprentice relationship with the Emperor for many years. Now that he was relieved, no matter how heartless Lin Shuhua was, it was impossible for him to be as calm as water. He had to resist joining the Xuanyuan bloodline. This was not the reason why Lin Shuhua could not find a reason to refuse just because Lin Xuanyuan was here.

Lin Shuhua was in a daze as he wandered through the heavens. In the end, he did not think for a moment. He only instinctively believed that Lin Shuhua could not harm him. The choice that the other party made for him, regardless of whether it was good or bad, was at least the most beneficial to his strength.

"Do you understand?"

Lin Xuanyuan, who had never spoken, looked at Lin Shuhua, whose expression had gradually returned to normal, and asked with a smile.

Lin Shuhua forced a smile. He wanted to speak, but he opened his mouth but didn't make a sound. After a few hours of silence, his throat was dry as if he was about to smoke. He quickly drank a glass of boiled water and bitterly smiled. "I still don't understand, but I don't need to understand. Brother, you won't harm me anyway. I'll be there wherever you are."

Lin Xuanyuan smiled and said softly, "Good brother."

Lin Shuhua turned around slightly and looked at Xuanyuan Qinghuan, who was standing beside Lin Xuanyuan's wheelchair, her delicate body almost touching Lin Xuanyuan's body. She smiled and called out to Senior Sister.

Xuanyuan Qinghuan was still as calm as water, but with a kind expression, she nodded at Lin Shuhua, revealing a slight smile.

The corner of Lin Shuhua's mouth twitched slightly. A daze flashed in his eyes. He turned around again and faced Xuanyuan Longyin. He knelt straight on the ground and whispered, "Master."

The brush in Xuanyuan Longyin's hand didn't stop, but the smile at the corner of his mouth gradually widened. The brush in his hand seemed to be casual, but in fact, it spread out in detail. There was already a small stack of rice paper written beside him, and the content was getting more and more. Now, it was nearing its end.

This was all he had. He handed these over to Lin Xuanyuan along with his disciples, only to receive a disciple whom Lin Xuanyuan regarded as his own brother.

Is it worth it?

Xuanyuan Longyin did not know the answer to this question.

But at least now, this was the best solution. The Xuanyuan bloodline, which had been scattered for decades, was reunited into one.

As for the pinnacle of his persistence...

The Xuanyuan bloodline had once again become a whole. Peak techniques and balance techniques would still be passed down in the end.

Lin Shuhua kowtowed in the study.

The sound entered his ears.

Xuanyuan Longyin's last word fell. Finally, he raised his head. He put down his pen and looked at Lin Shuhua, who was kneeling on the ground. "get up, Xuanyuan Yimei said, In the end, I still have to hand it over to the three of you, "I'm old. There's not much I can do. This Balance Technique is the only one that can help you. Qing Huan has a deep understanding of Balance Techniques. Xuanyuan, calligraphy and painting, if you have any doubts about Balance Techniques, you can find Qing Huan to discuss them together. A sect, an inheritance, what secrets do they have? Don't you think?"

When he finished speaking, Xuanyuan Long Yin looked at Lin Xuanyuan, clearly pointing at him.

"Martial Uncle, don't worry."

Lin Xuanyuan looked into the old man's eyes and smiled, "When the time is right, I will pass down the peak technique to strengthen the Xuanyuan Clan. The glory of the past will start from today onwards."

Xuanyuan Long Yin was stunned for a moment. He looked at Lin Xuanyuan thoughtfully with a pair of seemingly turbid but deep eyes. An inexplicable radiance flashed in his eyes. Finally, he nodded and said softly, "I'm relieved."

He tidied up the balance method he had written and took the initiative to walk around the desk and hand it over to Lin Xuanyuan.

Lin Xuanyuan's expression was solemn as he took over the weightless rice paper with both of his hands. A pair of palms that normally possessed thousands of kilograms of strength were trembling uncontrollably at this moment.

To him, this balance technique represented more than half of the core techniques of the Xuanyuan Clan.

Most of all, it was his life, his hope, and his future.

"Thank you, Martial Uncle!"

Lin Xuanyuan said solemnly.

"You're welcome, one of us."

Xuanyuan Long smiled and turned to look at Xuanyuan Qinghuan.

"Master."

Xuanyuan Qinghuan's lips moved as she called out softly.

"You're very good, Qing Huan. In my entire life, I've always dreamed of rebuilding the Xuanyuan bloodline, but in the end, I didn't succeed at all. I can be considered as having a high opinion of myself."

Xuanyuan Longyin laughed self-deprecatingly. He continued, "Now that I have given this task to Xuanyuan, I believe that he can complete it for me. Similarly, I will also give you to Xuanyuan. If you have children in the future, I hope that he can inherit a brand new, powerful and daring Xuanyuan bloodline. Of course, this is your business, I'm afraid I won't be able to see it."

Xuanyuan Qinghuan's face turned red. Her beautiful eyes quickly glanced at Lin Xuanyuan and whispered, "What did Master say? The days ahead are still long. Master will definitely be able to see that day."

Xuanyuan Longyin nodded with a smile, but his eyes glanced at Lin Xuanyuan, who seemed to be focusing all his attention on the balance technique, and he sighed softly in his heart.

Perhaps it was because Lin Xuanyuan had already shown something, or perhaps it was because of an old man's premonition that the moment he handed the balance technique to Lin Xuanyuan, Xuanyuan Longyin finally knew what Lin Xuanyuan wanted Lin Shuhua to do.

"Take good care of Qing Huan."

Xuanyuan Longyin looked at Lin Xuanyuan and said calmly.

"Martial Uncle, don't worry. If Senior Sister and I have a child in the future and the child is willing, I will let him inherit the Xuanyuan bloodline."

Lin Xuanyuan said solemnly in a tone similar to a promise.

Xuanyuan Long smiled and muttered to himself, "This is great."

After he finished writing the Balance Method, he seemed to have aged a lot. His spirit energy had also dropped. The old man sat back on the sofa and said again, "How about I pass the river fire to Qing Huan?"

Riverside Fishery Fire.

The Xuanyuan bloodline's subduing sword was sharp and light, definitely worthy of being called a divine weapon.

"I have no objections."

Lin Xuanyuan nodded.

Xuanyuan Longyin finally looked at Lin Shuhua, who was somewhat confused and dull. He smiled gently. '"Painting and calligraphy are the core techniques of the Xuanyuan Clan. In the eyes of ordinary people, they are similar to fast-paced techniques. However, the most important prerequisite for these two techniques is to cultivate the heart. The peak techniques are extremely dangerous and the balance techniques are not easy. Without a strong enough heart, it will be extremely difficult to achieve great success. Hone your mental state. Remember, remember!"

"Calligraphy and painting understand. Thank you for your teachings, Master."

Lin Shuhua bowed seriously to the old man and thanked him.

Xuanyuan Longyin casually waved his hand and said in a tired tone, "Alright, I've already said everything that needs to be said, I've given everything that needs to be given, and I've entrusted everything that needs to be entrusted to me. There's nothing else for me anymore. I'll ask you one last thing. No matter what happens, don't go against each other in the same sect. Do you understand?"

Lin Xuanyuan's body trembled slightly. He subconsciously raised his head and saw Xuanyuan Longyin's pair of old and deep eyes.

Lin Xuanyuan subconsciously turned his head, clenched his fists, and said in a low voice, "Understood!"

Xuanyuan Qinghuan and Lin Shuhua nodded solemnly.

"Alright, you guys go out. I want to rest for a while."

Xuanyuan Long Yin took out a cigarette and lit it. After taking a deep breath, he said softly.

Lin Xuanyuan nodded and allowed Lin Shuhua to push him towards the door.

Just as he was about to leave the study, Lin Xuanyuan suddenly stopped his wheelchair and turned around. He looked at Xuanyuan Longyin with a burning gaze and asked, "Martial Uncle, I still have one thing I don't know. I hope Martial Uncle can solve my confusion."

"Tell me."

Xuanyuan Longyin nodded. His eyes were calm, neither cold nor cruel, nor angry. Right now, he was more like an ordinary old man.

"Who were the people who destroyed the Xuanyuan Clan back then? How should we find them?"

Lin Xuanyuan asked straightforwardly.

Xuanyuan Qinghuan's body trembled slightly and she bit her lower lip without saying a word.

"Do you really want to know? Your master didn't tell you back then, which proves that he still doesn't want you to know. It's not necessarily a good thing to know the target of hatred too early."

Xuanyuan Long had a playful look in his eyes.

"I must know!"

Lin Xuanyuan said resolutely, but his eyes were a little sad. "Furthermore, it wasn't that Master didn't tell me back then. Perhaps it was because I wasn't by his side when he wanted to tell me, so..."

Xuanyuan Long looked at Lin Xuanyuan quietly for a long time before he said softly, "The northeastern double collar of the empire." Tianshu Territory, Tianxuan Territory. Shaking Light Lake in Tibet. Tianquan Villa in Taihang Mountain, Tianji Sect in Shennongjia, Hubei Province. Yunnan dense forest, kaiyang sect. "The Shentu clan of the Yu Heng bloodline in the depths of Lushan Mountain. These are the targets you need to find. There are also some that I have told you are the most important."

Heavenly Commander, Heavenly Jade Commander, Shaking Light Lake, Tianquan Villa, Tianji Sect, Kaiyang Sect, and Shentu Clan of Yu Heng bloodline.

The seven main culprits.

That's not all.

Lin Xuanyuan was silent for a moment and tightly pursed his lips.

It seemed that the Emperor had told him about some of the places Xuanyuan Longyin had mentioned.

Northeast double territory, Tibetan area, Shennongjia, Yunnan dense forest, Taihang Mountain...

"I see."

Lin Xuanyuan said as he turned his wheelchair and left the study.

With just a few simple words, Lin Xuanyuan already understood the way forward for the Xuanyuan Clan.

All ten sides were enemies, all the way stained with blood!

But he would never retreat.