"Teacher...Master?"

Wang Quan opened his eyes wide and exclaimed in disbelief.

In the courtyard, Puyang Tian, ​​who was covered in fairy-like style, was sitting under the red maple tree with his eyes closed.

He was dressed in white and had white hair. His appearance at this time was almost no different from what he had seen in the later generations of royal power.

Why is the master here? He has known his mother and his family for a long time?

Then why did my father say before that even the master could not enter the secret realm of the Ling clan?

After pondering for a while, Wang Quan tried hard to calm down and wanted to go up to worship.

After all, even Ling Jiang vaguely discovered his existence, and with the realm of Puyang Tian, ​​it is impossible to find it.

But at this moment, Ling Jiang lowered Ling Qinghong and slowly walked to Puyangtian.

He knelt down with a thud and bowed:

"Senior, I've thought about it!"

Puyangtian slowly opened his eyes, looked at Ling Jiang and said lightly:

"With your qualifications, it is not enough to inherit such skills. Do you really need to practice it?"

Ling Jiang said seriously:

"I know that I don't have enough abilities, but if I don't learn this technique, I will lose it. I'm sorry for the Ling family bloodline I have on me!"

"Even if you get out of the underworld in the future, you will not be able to see the ancestor!"

Puyang Tian sighed lightly, shook his head and said:

"No!"

"Even if you don't learn it, it won't be lost. Why do you have to be so persistent?"

"I understand!" Ling Jiang nodded:

"Senior just accepted a disciple not long ago. With his qualifications, he is naturally the best choice to inherit this technique!"

"Can..."

"You are wrong!" Puyang Tian interrupted with a sigh.

"I'm wrong?" Ling Jiang's expression changed slightly and he said excitedly:

"Senior... If my Ling clan's unique skills will be inherited by outsiders, I... am really unwilling to accept it!"

Puyang Tian sighed again:

"Ling Jiang, these thirteen swords of the atom and the original mind method were created by senior Ling Yuanzi back then. This is your Ling family's thing, how could I hand it over to outsiders?"

"Third, you..."

Puyang Tian raised his hand and interrupted:

"I came here this time to hand over this original mind method to you, but you cannot practice it. Do you understand?"

Ling Jiang's expression changed:

"Why is this?"

Puyang Tian shook his head and said lightly:

"You are not qualified enough, and forcibly practicing will only damage your heart meridians. Moreover, this original heart method is a boy's skill. If you practice too much, nothing will be accomplished!"

"What...what?" Hearing this, Ling Jiang seemed to have suffered a bolt from the blue, and his whole body suddenly collapsed.

After a moment of silence, Ling Jiang slowly looked up and asked:

"Senior, have you been in my tribe for more than a month?"

"good."

"That younger generation has been practicing every day this month. Why did you tell me these words today?"

Puyang Tian paused and said lightly:

"Only after experiencing it, you will understand that if I come and tell you the truth, and the mind is in front of you, will you believe me and hold back and not practice?"

"This..." Ling Jiang was speechless.

Puyang Tian sighed lightly and continued:

"You have been practicing every day since this month. I have been secretly protecting you and preventing you from being retaliated against his skills!"

"But today, I will leave, so I will tell you all the consequences, hoping that you will take care of yourself!"

"You... are you leaving?" Ling Jiang's expression changed.

Puyang Tian said lightly:

"At that time, Senior Ling Yuanzi saved me and gave me the martial arts to enlighten me, but he did not teach me any sword moves.

Now that your Ling clan has withered, I have returned this technique, which is also considered reincarnation.”

Hearing this, Ling Jiang hurriedly asked:

"Since I can't practice this technique, what's the point of handing it over to me?"

Puyang Tian glanced at Ling Jiang indifferently:

"Although you cannot practice, are you the only one in your Ling clan?"

Ling Jiang's expression changed: "Senior means..."

Then, he immediately reacted and turned around and said:

"Qinghong, come here quickly!"

Ling Qinghong looked at Puyangtian with some fear and walked over with a small step.

"Dad~~"

"Qinghong, kneel down and pay homage to the uncle of the master!"

Hearing this, Ling Qinghong knelt down in a daze.

But at this moment, a slight force lifted her up again.

"Senior?" Ling Jiang looked at Puyang Tian with some confusion.

Puyang Tian frowned slightly and said:

"I am not her uncle, so she doesn't need to bow to me!"

Ling Jiang stopped.

After pondering for a while, he looked up and asked:

"Senior, is that Qinghong... the right choice?"

Puyang Tian paused, then slowly stood up.

Suddenly, his figure instantly teleported to the side of Wang Quan.

Wang Quan was shocked and couldn't help but take two steps back.

Puyangtian looked at Wang Quan with his hands behind his back, and smiled faintly:

"Is she the right choice?"

Wang Quan's expression changed... Master did find out his existence. He was asking himself?

"Senior, who are you talking to?" Ling Jiang frowned as he looked at Puyangtian's strange behavior.

But Puyang Tian laughed to the sky and slowly walked out the door.

"Lingjiang, no matter who it is, it is your own choice, and others cannot make decisions for you!

But I still want to warn you, if you cannot practice the original mind method, you will never be able to touch the sword you are hiding!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he completely disappeared.

It's like he's never appeared.

Wang Quan was sweating all over his palms. He looked at the direction where his master left, then looked back at his "grandfather" who had been kneeling on the ground and never stood up. He couldn't tell what he felt.

After a moment of silence, Ling Qinghong called softly:

"Dad~~"

Ling Jiang was stunned for a moment, then slowly stood up and sighed.

He carried Ling Qinghong aside and sat down, but he was worried and fell into deep thought again.

"Dad~~Who is that old man?"

Ling Qinghong asked with her head tilted.

Ling Jiang paused and sighed:

"That senior, he is a peerless master."
To be continued...