Chapter 7: The Jet Black Giant Gate!

  Several guards were frightened and immediately retreated.

  The whole Longxiang City knows that the Third Young Master of Chunyang Martial Arts Academy is a martial artist!

  Offending a martial artist, even if they are killed in anger on the street, is considered a justified death and the authorities will not investigate.

  "Uncle Zhou, where is my father?" Tang Lin asked Uncle Zhou.

  "In the main hall, I'll take you there." Uncle Zhou enthusiastically led Tang Lin on the way, with a respectful and proud expression. All the martial artists in the hall called out to him as "Uncle Zhou", what an honor!

  Tang Lin followed him into the main hall.

  The originally quiet training ground of over a thousand people suddenly boiled up, everyone excitedly watching Tang Lin's back, this young man who was about the same age as them, was actually the legendary martial artist!

  Admire, worship!

  Including that beautiful woman who brushed past Nuo and Tang Lin, her face was full of surprise, she didn't expect this delicate-skinned young man to be a martial artist!

  ……

  Enter the main hall.

  Tang Lin's eyes landed on his father sitting in the main hall. Two years had passed, but his father didn't look any older; instead, he looked even more spirited, with a dignified expression on his ruddy face. As soon as he saw Tang Lin, his eyes widened and he stood up abruptly, exclaiming: "Lin'er!"

  "Father!" Tang Lin hastily walked up.

  The two father and son hugged each other, after a long time, Tang Tian finally let go of Tang Lin, with a happy expression: "How have you been doing at the Seven Star Martial Arts Hall? How did you find the time to come back?"

  "It's going well." Tang Lin smiled and said: "Second sister is on a mission, so I came back by myself. The martial arts hall has a month-long family visit every year."

  Tang Tian smiled and nodded, saying: "As long as you're doing well, that's good. It's rare for you to come back, you must be exhausted, sit down quickly."

  Tang Lin sat down casually, and Old Zhou, who was beside him, knew that the father and son had reunited and had something to say, so he excused himself first.

  Tang Lin recounted the events of the past two years to his father, and when Tang Tian heard that Tang Lin had reached the Sixth Realm of Martial Arts, his eyes widened in shock and amazement.

  It's worth noting that the eight realms of martial arts are separated by a chasm as vast as the heavens, and in just two short years, Tang Lin has made such tremendous progress, it's simply unbelievable.

  "Father, where's big brother?" Tang Lin wondered in his heart. Usually when he heard the news of his return, big brother should have appeared immediately.

  Tang Tian's expression turned gloomy, and he sighed: "Your elder brother said he wanted to go out and travel, to be a wandering knight for a few years, robbing the rich and helping the poor, making a name for himself in the jianghu. I couldn't stop him, so I had no choice but to let him go."

  Tang Lin nodded slightly.

  He knew that his elder brother was born to be unrestrained and unbridled, and would never stay in this small martial arts hall. It's normal for him to go out and make a name for himself, as long as he doesn't get into trouble.

  "These two years, was the Dragon and Tiger Martial Hall and the other martial halls still calm?" Tang Lin asked his father.

  Tang Tian shook his head and said, "The other martial arts halls are still okay. Even the Tingyu Pavilion, which opposed us in the past, has not made any moves. I reckon they heard that you and your second sister have joined the Qixing Martial Arts Hall, so they don't dare to make a move. With the city lord's care over the past two years, our Pure Yang Martial Arts Hall is now the number one martial arts hall in Longxiang City!"

  "And today's grandeur is in no way inferior to that of your grandfather's time, but rather surpasses it!"

  "What about Ryūwakai that day?"

  "Tian Long Wu Guan..." Tang Tian furrowed his brow, shaking his head and saying: "Tian Long Wu Guan disappeared a year ago. The entire martial arts school was bathed in blood, with over a thousand students killed, including the school master and all the elders and instructors."

  Tang Lin was shocked in his heart.

  This Tianlong Martial Arts Hall has offended someone and was actually destroyed by others!

  "Ling'er, this time you're back, there should be something else, right?" Tang Tian raised his head to look at Tang Lin, with a smiling gaze that seemed to see through his thoughts.

  Tang Lin's face turned red, and he said: "This time I came back, indeed with two purposes. First, to see if you and big brother are safe. When I left, I was always worried that the Listening Rain Pavilion and the Tianlong Martial Arts Hall would have some ill intentions towards you. Second, is to confirm something."

  "What's going on?" Tang Tian asked in confusion.

  Tang Lin nodded slightly and said, "If I'm not mistaken, it might be a relic cave!"

  "Oh?" Tang Tian's face showed surprise.

  Ruins of the Ancient Ones are extremely rare treasures. If you can successfully obtain one, it will be a meteoric rise to fame and fortune beyond your wildest dreams.

  "Father." Tang Lin said with a sigh, "Now that the martial arts hall has grown and our family's business is thriving, it's not like the small martial arts hall of the past with only a dozen or so people. In terms of management, I think we should strengthen it. The Art of War says, 'Without external enemies, internal troubles will arise!'"

  Tang Tian's eyes lit up, and he smiled: "It seems that in the past two years, you haven't given up on reading! What you said is right, I have indeed neglected this aspect. Since your older brother left, my mind hasn't been focused on the martial arts hall."

  Tang Lin smiled slightly.

  He believed that as long as he mentioned it to his father, the latter would take care of it. After all, he didn't want to be stopped by the security guard again next time and ruin his good mood when returning home.

  "You go rest first, I'll get Old Lady Song to cook something for you tonight." Tang Tian said with a light smile.

  Tang Lin nodded slightly.

  Although the visiting relatives time is one month, in Xing Ge, there are hardly a few people who truly go back home to visit their relatives throughout history. No one would be willing to give up this precious cultivation time to accompany their relatives at home.

  After all, family members have been with you since childhood, but the opportunities to cultivate yourself are not many. Most people succeed, perhaps because they seize every opportunity to strengthen themselves.

  "In a few days, I'll go to the Great Demon Mountain. Last time I chased that tree demon and mistakenly entered, that place with countless white bones piled up, it might be a relic cave, if not, at least it's a strong demon lair."

  Tang Lin found the empty room his father had left for him in the back hall, and as he looked at the dust that had been swept very clean inside, he felt a surge of emotion, sat by the window, and pulled out the mysterious painting.

  After two years of contemplation.

  The seven strings on this mysterious painting have completely disappeared, and Tang Lin's state of mind has long reached the realm of unforgettable.

  A zither platform without a zither, a stunningly beautiful woman, an ancient pine tree.

  Tang Lin gazed at the Qin Tai painting and suddenly thought: "Will everything in this painting disappear one day?"

  "It's clearly in the painting, why can't it be seen?"

  "Being is being, being is non-being; Non-being is being, non-being is non-being..."

  Tang Lin seemed to touch a thread of profound and mysterious atmosphere, but it vanished in an instant. He furrowed his brow, thinking hard, but still had no result.

  Night, bright moonlight.

  "Lin'er, come out and eat!" his father shouted from outside.

  Tang Lin immediately put away the mysterious painting and came to the courtyard, where he saw a stone table in front of him. His father was sitting in the main seat, with a green-clad girl beside him, helping Song's wife serve dishes. She looked gentle and lovely.

  Two years had passed without meeting, and there were a few more white hairs on Grandma Song's temples.

  Tang Lin felt a pang in his heart, and he went forward to help her pick up a bowl of spare ribs soup, saying: "Grandma, you just sit down and eat, don't carry such heavy things again in the future."

  "Third Master, it's rare for you to come back. Please sit down, I can handle it." Song Nainai looked at him with doting eyes, full of kindness.

  Tang Lin insisted on helping her, and in a few strokes, all the dishes were ready. Looking at the green-clad girl who kept glancing over at him, his face felt a little hot. From young to old, except for his second sister, he had never been stared at by another girl like this before.

  "Sit down, everyone." Tang Tian smiled at Tang Lin: "This little spirit is the junior sister of the Wu family's martial arts hall. She often helps Song Nainai with cooking and is very sensible."

  Tang Lin smiled and said: "Little Ling, Shifu is good."

  "Tang Lin, are you at the Seven Stars Martial Arts Academy?" Little Ling blinked her dark eyes and looked up to Tang Lin with admiration.

  "Hmm." Tang Lin nodded while brewing tea and smiled: "You must work hard, later on at the Seven Stars Martial Arts Hall, I'll take you out to have some fun."

  "Great!" exclaimed Xiao Ling excitedly.

  Tang Lin smiled slightly. He could see that although this little spirit was only fifteen or sixteen years old, his strength seemed to have reached the level of a high-ranking martial artist, and he was a good seedling for practicing martial arts.

  While eating, Tang Lin thought of the specialty he bought from the capital and immediately took out all of them from his storage ring, handing them over to his father and Song Nainai. Seeing Xiao Ling present, he hesitated for a moment before giving her two fifth-grade talismans that he had personally inscribed to protect herself.

  Stayed at home for three days.

  Tang Lin spent his days contemplating mysterious scrolls and didn't practice martial arts. Occasionally, he would watch the students practicing in the training hall, gaining some insight from it.

  On the fourth day, Tang Lin bid farewell to his father and left home alone for the Great Demon Mountain.

  ……

  Misty swamp.

  Several senior martial artists were hunting a 300-year-old black bear spirit when suddenly a gust of clear wind swept past them, and everyone felt the cool breeze hit their faces, as if someone had passed by, but when they looked up, there was nothing.

  Whoosh! Whoosh!

  Tang Lin's figure flashed by like a phantom, his speed was so fast that ordinary people couldn't see clearly.

  Tang Lin followed the path in his memory and arrived at the outer perimeter of the Great Demon Mountain, walking straight in to find the place where he had obtained the mysterious scroll.

  In this vast mountain of demons, demonic energy filled the air. Tang Lin walked for not long before he encountered a three-thousand-year-old snake demon and killed it with one sword strike.

  Although the sword was an ordinary fine iron sword, after he infused it with pure yang true energy, it became extremely sharp.

  Before long, Tang Lin arrived at the place of that year. All he saw was a pile of white bones, with thick fog lingering around. In the depths of this fog, it seemed as if there was a pair of icy eyes staring at him all along.

  Tang Lin's expression was solemn and he walked forward slowly.

  Cuckoo!

  Along the way, countless white bones piled up on the ground, some were animal bones, and some were human bones. Tang Lin's foot accidentally stepped on and broke several of them. These bones had been weathered for too long and shattered with just one step.

  As he moved forward, the fog rolled back like a curtain before Tang Lin's eyes, slowly parting to reveal a massive black gate.

  At the moment he saw the giant gate, Tang Lin suddenly felt a sense of danger. His figure flashed and he turned his head to look back, only to see a person slowly emerging from the fog behind him.

  "Father!" Tang Lin was taken aback when he saw this person.

  This man was none other than Tang Tian, his face dark and his eyes filled with a strong murderous intent. "Die!" he spat, his fingernails suddenly growing longer as he swiped at Tang Lin.

  Tang Lin's body flashed, avoiding his claws.

  "No, it's not Father." Tang Lin immediately judged that his father would never appear here. He furrowed his brow and suddenly charged forward, punching out fiercely.

  ……

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