Chapter 1130: Flick the grass as a sword (part 2) (three shifts)

The middle-aged man who walked towards him was tall and burly, with a face with Chinese characters that was seven to eight points similar to Luo Jiachen.
It's just that compared to Luo Jiachen's arrival, it's a bit more majestic than the superior.
The man's footsteps were hurried, like the frowning brows on his face, with a sense of anxiety.
"I have seen Master Bian!"
The middle-aged man walked up and saw Bian Mingyu next to him. He stopped talking quickly, suppressed his eagerness, and respectfully saluted the latter.
"Patriarch Luo is polite!"
Bian Mingyu didn't dare to put on airs, and hurriedly gave a polite fist.
"Hehe, Master Bian is here! Chengliang, please sit down first, don't neglect! Their mother's illness is not in a hurry at this point!"
At this time, an old voice came from the sofa.
I saw an old man with white beard and hair standing up from the main seat, Yaoyao held her fist at Bian Mingyu.
"It's so reckless! Master Bian, please come here first!"
The middle-aged man reacted and hurriedly invited Bian Mingyu to sit down.
Bian Mingyu glanced at the Lin Tian next to him hesitantly, seeing the latter standing there blankly, feeling a little frightened, but Lin Tian didn't say that he could only follow along.
At the same time, Bian Mingyu suppressed his anxiety and laughed at the old man who was the main seat of the sofa: "Master Luo, you are polite. This time my brother came here, just wanting to see the fairy sacred hand through your Luo family. , I hope I can get him once!"
"Hehe, Master Chen Yan hasn't arrived yet, don't worry, wait until he arrives, and then ask him about it!"
The old man opposite sat down again, waved his hand to Bian Mingyu, and said with a light smile.
"It's the old man, I am impatient!"
Bian Mingyu nodded and sat down.
The middle-aged man also sat down at this time. He noticed Lin Tian who was sitting with him, frowned and asked Luo Jiachen: "Is he the one you are looking for?"
"Dad, no! Let me introduce him, he is Lin Shaolin Tian!"
Luo Jiachen hurriedly stood up, introduced Lin Tianlai to his family, and then introduced Lin Tian: "Lin Shao, this is my dad Luo Chengliang..."
After some introduction.
Lin Tian also understood that the middle-aged man in front of him was the father of Luo Jiachen and Luo Ying, and now the head of the Luo family has a cultivation base of the fifth level of Qi refining.
As a cultivation family, it is not surprising to have such a cultivation base.
It can even be said to be a bit low.
The old man was Luo Jiachen and Luo Ying's grandfather, Luo Jingwu, who was an eighth-level qi refiner.
This is already extremely tyrannical in the duny world.
Even Bian Mingyu, who had cultivated to the pinnacle of Xuan Dao, was not necessarily Luo Jingwu's opponent.
"Lin Shaolin Heaven?"
However, regarding Luo Jiachen's introduction, Luo Chengliang and Luo Jingwu on the opposite side were both taken aback, feeling that the name was somewhat familiar.
After a moment of stunned, Luo Chengliang returned to his senses, and said in amazement, "He is from the Lin family?"
"Dad, Lin Shao is Lin Tian of the Lin Family!"
Luo Ying then reminded her father Luo Chengliang.
"Lin Tian?"
Luo Chengliang's face was stunned, and then finally reacted. Turning his head, his eyes fell on Lin Tian, ​​his face gradually showing excitement, and he said, "You are the Lin Tian of the Lin family! There is the innate aura that Master Chen Yan said! As a member of the Lin family, that would be easier!"
"Hey, this little guy, is the Lin Family Lin Tian who was rumored to be a waste in Yanjing during this time? He actually has innate aura! It's just cowardly and incapable of doing anything!"
Luo Jingwu also looked up in surprise, with regret in his words.
The words of the two greatly changed the complexions of De Luo Jiachen, Luo Ying and Bian Mingyu.
"Grandpa, Dad, no!"
Luo Jiachen looked anxious, and said to the two of them quickly: "Don't believe the rumor that Yanjing is rumoring everywhere. Lin Shao is not only a master of cultivation, but also a master of medical skills. He followed back this time just for The mother's treatment is not the reason for her innate aura!"
"and many more!"
Luo Chengliang and Luo Jingwu on the opposite side were confused. Luo Chengliang hurriedly interrupted Luo Jiachen and said, "He is Lin Tian from the Lin family, and then you say that he is a master of cultivation, a master of medical skills? Are you sure not? mistake!"
"Dad, how could you make a mistake! It's a fool who is spreading rumors everywhere made a mistake!"
Luo Jiachen was even more anxious and explained again and again. Finally, he looked back at Lin Tian and respectfully said: "Lin Shao, please explain to my grandfather and father!"
"It's just a coincidence. Looking at Luo Jiachen, I have a good impression, so follow along! I can cure his mother's disease!"
Lin Tian smiled indifferently, looked up at Luo Chengliang, and said, "I am the Lin Tian of the Lin family, the waste in your imagination!"
"It's really him!"
Luo Chengliang's face was stunned, then frowned, and shouted to Luo Jiachen: "Your sister is still young and ignorant, why are you confused? If he is a master of cultivation, a master of medical practice, both masters and masters over there It's a waste of life! Master Bian won't ask Saint Gu to come here because of his little granddaughter's illness!"
After a few words, Luo Jiachen kept, not knowing how to respond.
But Lin Tian still had a smile on his face, his expression calm.
"Ah...how I didn't expect this, I'm really confused!"
It's just that Bian Mingyu, who was on the side, suddenly patted his head. He had experienced Lin Tian's terrifying medical skills before, but he didn't expect to ask the other party to see his granddaughter. Only then did he react.
It can be said to be a fan of the authorities, he has always been thinking about looking for opportunities to meet the sage of the immortal.
"What's going on? What is a master of cultivation and medical skills?"
Suddenly, a low, majestic sound came from outside.
I saw a middle-aged man in a gray robe stepping in.
"Master Dust!"
Seeing this man appear, everyone except Lin Tian couldn't help but stand up suddenly and hurriedly respectfully bowed.
This man is Chen Yan!
Chen Yan, a master of Sword Saint Mountain Medical Dao, with nine levels of Qi refining cultivation base, the most important thing is that he is the big disciple of Sword Saint Mountain Medical Dao sage Gu Liangsheng!
"Has anyone found it?"
Chen Yan was holding a package in his hand, and a herbal scent leaked from it. After he walked in and looked around, he found that Lin Tian who was sitting there was a bit stunned, and suddenly said, "Is it him!"
"This……"
Luo Chengliang didn't know how to respond for a while.
But Luo Jiachen looked at Chen Yan and said, "Master Chen, no one has been found! His name is Lin Tian. We invited him to treat his mother. He said he can be cured with confidence!"
"Lin Tian? Hey, isn't it the Lin family's whose eyes are so boring?"
Chen Yan was taken aback for a moment, then frowned, "Can he cure your mother? Are you joking with this master!"
"Master Chen, what Luo Xian nephew said is true, Lin Shao is indeed a magical medical technique!"
Bian Mingyu clasped his fists and said afterwards.
"Huh, Bian Mingyu, can't you follow me to play with this master?"
Chen Yan's face suddenly became cold and scolded Bian Mingyu.
Bian Mingyu's complexion changed suddenly and he dared not respond.
"Grandmaster?"
Lin Tian turned his head to look at Chen Yan, looked at it for a moment, and sneered: "You have not been able to solve the disease, but you need to sacrifice others to treat it. You really insult the master!"
At the same time, Lin Tian's divine consciousness had already enveloped this courtyard, and he saw Luo Jiachen's mother who had died on the bed. He also saw the symptoms, and had full confidence in his heart.
These words frightened Luo Chengliang and Luo Jingwu.
But Chen Yan's face was cold, and he shouted sternly: "Bold! Huangkou, you dare to talk to me like this! You really don't know how high the world is!"
"Lin Tian, ​​kneel down and apologize to Master Chen! Otherwise, the old man can only educate the old man Lin Zhenxiu to teach you this younger generation!"
Luo Jiachen's grandfather Luo Jingwu also drank at this time.
"Brother, what happened?"
Only at this juncture, there was a sound of small footsteps outside, and a young girl stepped in.
"Bi Zhenren!"
Seeing the girl coming, Luo Jingwu and others hurriedly saluted.
But when Lin Tian heard this voice, he felt very familiar, and when he followed the sound, he couldn't help being stunned.
It turned out to be Bi Zhenyun, who had been seen in the Zeng family of Tianxiang Villa in Jinling City.
"Junior sister, here is a guy who doesn't know the heights of the sky and earth, who insults me, he should be killed!"
Chen Yan replied coldly with anger rising in his heart.
Bi Zhenyun looked around, his eyes fell on Lin Tian, ​​unable to help but stay.
But soon, Bi Zhenyun reacted, pointing at Lin Tian, ​​and trembling to Chen Yan: "Brother, he...he is..."
"Don't be surprised, he is the Lin Tian from the Lin family of Yanjing! If he doesn't let this seat's anger go away today, I will take him directly to the Lin family for a walk..."
Chen Yan continued to shout with a calm face, staring at Lin Tian with cold eyes.
"Hehe, I'm telling the truth! Now I don't have time to ink with you, it's important to see a doctor!"
Lin Tian chuckled, not caring, and shook his head.
"Ignorant boy, you are looking for death!"
Seeing Lin Tian still despising himself so much, Chen Yan couldn't help but yelled furiously and shot directly.
Wow~
However, at this moment, Lin Tian stood up, his whole body surged, and the terrifying true Qi shook the package from Chen Yan's body, and a pile of herbs scattered down.
With a swish, one of the herb leaves was taken by Lin Tian in the sky.
I saw him a little bit apart, clamped the blade, and then flicked out.
Li Mang, who was close to a foot, suddenly rose from the blade of grass, hesitating.
Pooh~
The blade of grass penetrated Chen Yan's blasting palm like a sharp sword, and finally hit the wall, immersed in it, no grass shadow was seen.