Fantasy: I conquer the world by signing in

Chapter 3 Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect

The news of Champion Hou's death spread in Jingwang City at a terrifying speed.

Everyone from the princes and nobles to the traffickers and pawns knew that the champion Hou Zhan was dead.

Some people lamented that the Dajing Dynasty lost a good Marquis, and some people were happy that they lost a strong opponent.

No matter what the outside world is like, Lin Yichen has not cared about it for the time being, and is concentrating on taking care of his mother. The Hou Mansion also has many things that need him.

At night, Bai Feng woke up slowly, and she seemed to accept the thunderbolt from the blue sky. After Lin Yichen saw that her mood had temporarily stabilized, he ordered his servants to bring food and watched his mother eat it before returning to his small courtyard.

"Son."

Dian Wei suddenly appeared from the shadows.

"The safety of the Hou Mansion is in your hands these days."

Lin Yichen nodded and ordered.

"Yes, son."

Dian Wei's tower-like body bowed in response, and then continued to hide in the darkness.

Lin Yichen returned to the room and analyzed the current situation of the Hou Mansion in his mind. Lin Zhantian died in battle, and the Hou Mansion could be said to be in turmoil.

The most important thing right now is to improve your strength. As long as your strength is high enough, you will be able to deal with danger when it comes.

Thinking of this, Lin Yichen sat cross-legged without delaying for a moment, and Xuanyuan Jue of the Emperor's Way quickly started to work.

There is no time in practice, and a night passes in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Lin Yichen, who was sitting cross-legged, was full of breath, apparently on the verge of a breakthrough.

"Finally practiced five weights."

After a stick of incense or so, Lin Yichen finished his work and murmured.

Lin Yichen was still a little dissatisfied with the current speed of cultivation, and it took only one night for him to raise one level.

If other people hear this, they will probably attack him in groups. One level of realm in one night, many geniuses can't do it, this guy is actually so slow!

"System, sign in."

"Ding... Sign in successfully, congratulations to the host for getting a character summoning card."

"Will you use it?"

Lin Yichen was overjoyed, unexpectedly got another character summoning card.

"use."

"Ding... Successfully used, successfully summoned the character Hei Wuchang."

Lin Yichen was surprised. He didn't expect that even mythical characters could be summoned. He thought that he could summon people who existed in the history of China!

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【Name】: Hei Wuchang

[Realm]: Grand Master Jiuzhong

[Cultivation method]: Li Gui Hun Sutra (the best of the heavens)

[Martial Skill]: Scythe Hooking the Soul (Tianjijiu)

[Shen Bing]: Sorcerer Scythe (Heavenly Grade)

Character introduction: A character in Chinese myths and legends, a ghost messenger in the underworld, who specializes in arresting ghosts.

When Lin Yichen saw that Heiwuchang's realm was the same as Dianwei's, he was in a good mood. Now that he has two great masters by his side, it's time to pave the way for the future.

While Lin Yichen was thinking, a black figure wearing a black robe and a tall hat walked out of the black hole in space. The four characters of "Tianxia Taiping" on the hat carried endless attraction.

"Young Master." (The summoned characters will be collectively called in the future.)

Hei Wuchang knelt down on one knee, looking respectful.

"Get up."

After Hei Wuchang got up, Lin Yichen sized Hei Wuchang out of curiosity.

I saw that this person had a fierce face, a broad body and a fat body, and a small black face.It looked scary.

"I give you a mission to create an intelligence organization."

"The name is Broken Soul Palace."

The reason why Lin Yichen wanted to create an intelligence organization was to investigate the real cause of Lin Zhantian's death.

Before the news of Lin Zhantian's death came yesterday, the original owner had already burped. As long as Lin Zhantian was still alive, who would dare to touch the original owner, so there must be a big problem.

"Yes, son."

Hei Wuchang took orders respectfully.

"For the loyalty of the people below, I believe you must have a way."

"Young master, don't worry, the subordinates will not let you down."

"Okay, I will support you with how much money you need, but the establishment of the Broken Soul Hall must be fast!"

Hei Wuchang took the order and left.

The arrival of Hei Wuchang solved Lin Yichen's embarrassing situation where no one was available.

Now there is Dian Wei as the personal bodyguard, and Hei Wuchang is outside to inquire about the news, which is enough for the time being.

On the other hand, he continued to pretend to be a dude, and survived the period of weakness safely. Once the cause of Lin Zhantian's death was found out, it was time to give the enemy a thunderous blow.

After deciding on the way to go in the future, Lin Yichen asked the maid to fetch water to wash up, changed into clean clothes and walked towards his mother's yard.

"mother."

Lin Yichen called softly.

Seeing his son, Bai Feng forced a smile on his face.

"Son, the housekeeper has asked someone to watch the day. Your father's funeral is scheduled for three days later."

"Well, I know mother."

Lin Yichen nodded.

After having breakfast with his mother, Lin Yichen bid farewell to Bai Feng. Lin Zhantian's funeral was arranged by the housekeeper, so he didn't need his help, as long as he wore hemp and mourning at the funeral.

……

Two days passed in a hurry, and Lin Yichen, who was concentrating on his cultivation, also raised to the sixth level of physical training.

In the past two days, I don’t know if the good use is gone, and the rewards for signing in are useless, a large bag of toilet paper, and a large bottle of shampoo.

At that time, Lin Yichen was lost in thought when he saw these two things, the corners of his mouth twitched.

Fantasy world, what do you do for yourself with toilet paper?In the end, Lin Yichen had no choice but to accept this fact!

"Sign in."

Lin Yichen thought silently.

"Ding... the sign-in is successful, congratulations to the host for obtaining the god-level best martial arts Wanjian back to the sect."

"Do you study?"

"study."

Lin Yichen chose to study, and improving his strength is the most important thing now.

Wan Jian Guizong was passed into Lin Xiao's mind by the system, and his proficiency seemed as deep as he had practiced countless times.

"Ding... Wan Jian Guizong has successfully studied."

Lin Yichen was shocked, as expected of the system, such a difficult martial skill was instilled by the system, and it became a master immediately.

Although Lin Yichen's Wan Jian Gui Zong has reached a great success, but with his current strength, he can't fully exert the power of Wan Jian Gui Zong.

Only when the strength becomes stronger in the future can it fully exert its power.

Get Wanjian Guizong, and the depression caused by toilet paper and shampoo will be swept away.

After calming down, Lin Yichen went to his father's mourning hall.Today is the day of my father's funeral.

"Young master."

Steward Li of the Hou Mansion bowed to say hello.

"Uncle Li has worked hard these two days."

Butler Li was flattered and repeatedly said that he should.

Lin Yichen first put incense sticks on his father, then knelt down and kowtowed.

Lin Zhantian married Lin Yichen's mother alone, and he was the only one in the younger generation. Apart from the servants, he was the only relative in the mourning hall, which seemed a bit deserted and desolate.

According to the custom of the Dajing Dynasty, when the husband dies, the wife cannot go with the funeral procession, so Baifeng can't go today either.

Seeing that everything was ready, the steward shouted: "Lift the coffin..."

Lin Zhantian's body was gone, only his clothes in the coffin.

Lin Yichen held Lin Zhantian's weapon in both hands with a blank expression, and walked in the front of the funeral procession.

The funeral procession left the Hou Mansion in a mighty manner.

Bai Feng watched her husband go away, burst into tears, and fainted emotionally, the maidservant hurriedly carried him back to the house.

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