Chapter 126 Begins

Deep inside the palace, Lin Yuan's face remained expressionless, his eyes slightly narrowed, and no one noticed the coldness in his eyes.

All along, the Huangpu clan had been in decline in Lin Yuan's eyes, but when he saw this incredibly beautiful person, he vaguely remembered the description of the Huangpu clan in the original book.

In the original novel, the Huangpu clan is very powerful. Among the four major families, only the Lin family can compete with it, and other families do not have such strength.

If he remembered correctly, the incredibly handsome young man in front of him should be Mo Ling, the number one young generation of the Huangpu clan. He possessed the strength of a great success in the realm of creation and was no less powerful than Lin Langtian.

"It seems that compared to these people, I am still too naive."

With a slight sigh, Lin Yuan hid his unhappiness in his heart and secretly vowed to deal with these strong men of the older generation in the future.

Be sure to be more careful.

"How did you come?"

Mo Jingtian looked at the person who came, frowned slightly, and there was a hint of displeasure on his face.

After discussion among the Huangpu clan, they decided not to let the young disciples of the Huangpu clan take part in this seed battle. After all, having only one Lin Yuan was enough.

"I really want to see what kind of person is the strong man who can replace the younger generation of my Huangpu family, so I came to take a look."

Mo Ling smiled slightly, his voice was light and made people feel very comfortable.

Lin Yuan didn't respond, his eyes were closed and he seemed to be asleep.

Mo Ling couldn't help but frown when he saw this. He never expected that this young man would be so arrogant and actually ignore him directly.

"Dong~" At this moment, a clear bell sound rang out in the air.

"Hua La." As the sound of the bell rang out, the elite troops that had been stationed around and fully armed rushed in, directly surrounding the area tightly, making it difficult for anyone to enter.

Seeing this scene, almost everyone in the field fell silent, their eyes turned to the royal family and Mo Jingtian's figure.

Facing so many eyes, Mo Jingtian smiled, his eyes slowly moved around, and he said loudly: "Everyone, as the host, I will welcome you on behalf of the entire royal family."

Hearing this, the many forces below also hurriedly smiled and agreed.

"The selection of seeds is held every twenty years, and there are many rules. I think you should have explained them clearly to the young people who want to participate, so I will not say any more nonsense here. This palace in front of us is the selection venue. There are various passages around it. You will draw lots and enter the passages according to the order on the lots."

Mo Jingtian spoke directly and crisply, without too much formality. As soon as he finished speaking, he grasped with his palm, and a handful of bamboo sticks covered with a faint light appeared in his hand.

"Everyone who wants to participate in the seed selection, please choose your own lot!"

With a loud shout, Mo Jingtian threw the bamboo stick covered with a faint light in his hand into the sky.

"Swish, swish, swish~" As the bamboo sticks flew into the sky, several sounds of breaking wind were heard in the field. Someone was snatching the bamboo sticks in the sky. Lin Yuan did not choose to make a move, but just waited quietly until no one made a move to snatch them. Then he flipped his palm, and a suction force casually took back the last bamboo stick. Then he flipped his palm, and the words "Right One" were written on it.

"The draw is complete, everyone. The time has come. The seed selection for this session begins now."

Seeing that the bamboo sticks had their own owners, Mo Jingtian shouted, "Enter the venue!"

"Chichichichi~" As soon as Mo Jingtian's shout fell, figures flashed out one after another, and finally rushed into the huge palace according to the passage marked on the bamboo sticks.

"It's time to get going."

Seeing this, Mo Jingtian glanced at Lin Yuan beside him and said.

"Um."

Lin Yuan nodded slightly, glanced at Lin Yuan's camp in the distance, and in an instant he appeared in front of a passage on the right of the temple, and in the next instant, he disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Only one person from the Huangpu clan will participate this year!"

Many forces were surprised when they saw that the other members of the Huangpu clan were motionless, even Mo Ling was motionless.

"What on earth does Mo Jingtian want to do?"

In the Wang family camp, Wang Lei, the patriarch of the Wang clan, frowned, with confusion and thought in his eyes.

Not only them, even the patriarch of the Lin clan, Lin Fan, was also confused. He already knew that Lin Yuan was a member of the Lin family, but he participated in this seed war on behalf of the Huangpu family.

I thought Mo Jingtian did this just to increase his chances of winning, but I didn't expect that even Mo Ling, who had already achieved great success, would not participate in the competition. Only Lin Yuan was participating. Does Mo Jingtian trust him so much?

"How's Lin Yuan's fighting ability?"

Lin Fan glanced at the white-haired old man behind him and asked in a calm voice.

"A year ago, I saw that he already had the strength of a great success in the realm of good fortune. Now that a year has passed, I estimate that he should be at the great success of the realm of good fortune, or even at the half-step nirvana realm."

Recalling the feat of Lin Yuan holding back all the major forces for three minutes on his own a year ago in the deepest part of the Great Wilderness Ancient Plain, the white-haired old man said with a little surprise.

"Half-step to Nirvana?

No wonder Mo Jingtian is so confident."

After hearing what the white-haired old man said, Lin Fan simply ignored the first half of his sentence, because if Mo Jingtian did not have extremely strong strength, he would not be so impulsive.

After all, this competition concerns the final participants of the Hundred Dynasties War.

"Do you think Lin Yuan will return to my Lin Group?"

Thinking that Lin Yuan had already reached the state of half-step nirvana at such a young age, Lin Fan's heart was burning with joy. However, when he thought that he was helping the Huangpu clan, he suddenly found it difficult to accept.

"Well." Lin Fan's words made the white-haired old man at a loss for words. After a few seconds of silence, he replied cautiously, "I think he will return to the Lin family."

"oh?

Why?"

"Lin Yuan and Lin Dong are from the same lineage. We have already incorporated all of Lin Zhentian's lineage into our family. There is no reason for Lin Yuan not to submit to our family."

The white-haired old man said.

"Then let's talk to him after the Seed War is over.

Being a disciple of the Lin family, but not fighting for the Lin family is laughable."

Lin Fan pondered for a few seconds, felt that what the white-haired old man said made some sense, and spoke calmly.

"yes."

The white-haired old man nodded in response.

In the right passage of the palace, Lin Yuan just entered and saw an extremely deep and spacious passage in front of him. This passage seemed to lead to the deepest part!