Even if you don't say so, the other party may not dare to lie. However, with the promise just made, the other party will definitely do their best when answering questions.

As soon as Lin Xuan said this, the other party was really happy, and the expression on his face was extremely respectful: "Senior, please ask."

"Is your family a cultivating family native to this lost interface, or was it just a coincidence that it was transferred from other interfaces?"

"Why would the senior ask such a question? The ancestor of the junior generation is a native cultivator of this lost interface. However, after his cultivation reached Dongxuan, he was limited by his qualifications and could not make any further progress. He was frustrated and married a wife and had children. Generations

Only by spreading its branches and leaves did it reach its current scale."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar said with a surprised look on his face that he thought Lin Xuan was going to ask some questions, why would he be interested in his family's origins.

Could it be that this old monster is actually an old friend of our ancestors?

He couldn't help but start thinking wildly.

"Oh?" There was no surprise on Lin Xuan's face: "Then your family will accept monks from outside as entry-level disciples, even if they are not related by blood at all?"

"This doesn't happen often, but if you really meet a good youngster with good qualifications, there is no reason to miss it, and you will try to accept him as a disciple." The middle-aged Confucian scholar said honestly.

Lin Xuan also didn't feel surprised. Although families of cultivators are usually connected by blood ties, for the sake of the family's strength and continuation, it is also a common practice in the world of cultivators today to accept some good seedlings who are not related by blood.

"Is the girl in green who just won the competition a direct descendant of your family, or a good young talent recruited from outside?" When Lin Xuan asked this question, although his expression was still calm, the concern in his tone was still there.

It won't go away.

"this……"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar was dumbfounded. He really couldn't answer this question.

Despite the fact that he was so respectful in front of Lin Xuan that he didn't even dare to breathe, yet he was the only monk in the distraction stage in this small family of cultivators.

On weekdays, I always say the same thing and act arrogantly.

With his status and strength, how could he pay attention to a small spiritual disciple? Even if this disciple performed very well, in his eyes, he was nothing more than an ant.

He never dreamed that this little ant would attract the attention of a being in the Tribulation Stage who wanted to look up to him.

If someone had not experienced this kind of thing personally, no matter who told him or her, they would not believe it. How could a powerful immortal cultivator in the tribulation stage be interested in a rookie in the spiritual stage?

While he was surprised, he was also a little curious.

However, his face was full of smiles: "Senior, please forgive me, but there are thousands of immortal cultivators in our family. It is naturally impossible for me, my junior, to be able to explain the origins of each of them."

"But senior, don't worry, junior will go and ask about her origins."

Before he finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves and robe, and a transmission note flew out.

Didn't wait long.

After a moment, a bright light of fire flew back. After he apologized to Lin Xuan, he let it fall into his hand.

Then release his spiritual consciousness...

"Senior Qi, this girl's name is Lu Ying'er, she is a direct disciple of our sect..."

"What, Lu Ying'er? Her name is Lu Ying'er too?"

Before the middle-aged Confucian scholar finished speaking, he was interrupted by Lin Xuan who looked excited.

Looking at the old monster in the Tribulation Period who was a bit rude in front of him, the middle-aged scholar was dumbfounded. He finally swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but his heart was filled with curiosity and surprise.

Lu Ying'er, what's so surprising about this name? How could an old monster in the tribulation period be so rude?

He was puzzled, but he didn't dare to ask anything.

"Are you really sure that she is a direct disciple of your sect?" Lin Xuan said with a very solemn expression.

"There is absolutely nothing wrong with this. If the seniors don't believe it, the juniors will ask someone to get the genealogy. This girl is a direct disciple of my Lu family, and she is of pure blood, but her life experience is poor. Her parents were born more than ten years ago.

, has already fallen away. Although he has the care of his family, it is not as good as having his biological parents by his side." The middle-aged Confucian scholar said with a sigh.

"Is that true? Is there really such a coincidence in the world? Or is it that the legendary way of reincarnation is actually true..."

Lin Xuan's self-talking voice reached his ears, and then he slapped his head again. He was really confused. The theory of reincarnation is of course true. Isn't Yue'er the reincarnation of King Asura?

"Reincarnation?"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar heard it clearly, but he did not solve the problem. He was still confused, but he did not dare to ask anything.

I can only stand by respectfully.

"Is that girl's name Lu Ying'er? In this case, you call her over. Lin has something to ask this girl about."

Lin Xuan pondered for a moment and finally spoke slowly.

"yes!"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar naturally listened to the instructions, although he was also curious as to why a powerful existence with a dignified tribulation level would be interested in a young monk in the spiritual stage.

But obviously this is not something he should inquire about. Misfortune comes from speaking out, and there is no benefit in knowing too many secrets.

He knew this truth well, so he didn't say a word. He flicked his sleeves and a transmission note flew out from his sleeves.

It took about a cup of tea.

A ray of light flew over from a distance. From Lin Xuan's perspective, the speed of the lightning was very slow.

After a while, the light faded, and the figure of the girl in green came into view.

Then the lotus steps moved lightly and slowly walked into the main hall, Yingying said:

"Ying'er, see the seniors, see the ancestors."

This woman's voice was relatively calm, but the tension on her face could not be concealed no matter what. There was nothing strange about this.

With her cultivation strength, it is remarkable that she did not tremble all over or faint when faced with a divine stage and a powerful tribulation.

The psychological quality is really good.

And this calmness, in Lin Xuan's eyes, seemed a bit familiar.

Once upon a time, the same was true for Ying'er. Although her spiritual roots were a little poorer, her calmness in times of trouble was far better than that of monks of the same level.

The girl in front of her not only has a similar personality, but also has the same name as Lu Ying'er. Could it be that there is really such a coincidence?

Of course, Lin Xuan suspected that this woman was the reincarnation of Lu Ying'er in the human world, not just because of these coincidences, but from her soul, she felt a little familiar, very similar to Lu Ying'er.

Being able to sense the connection between souls is not something that ordinary cultivators can do. If Lin Xuan had not advanced to the tribulation stage, and his spiritual consciousness was far stronger than that of monks of the same level, even if he met this person head-on,

Women may not necessarily feel these connections.
Chapter completed!