I walked home humming a song, but before I got to the house, I saw Uncle Fu sneaking over and whispered: "Sir, the master came here just now. I heard that you were not practicing at home, so he was a little unhappy. He said it was just for a while.
I want to come and have a look.”
Ling Xiao's singing suddenly stopped.
The image of an ordinary middle-aged man immediately flashed before his eyes. His father had mediocre qualifications and a very gentle temper. He was famously useless in the Ling family and even in Black Rock City as a whole.
But to himself, he is a perfect father. His mother died when he was young, and it was his father who worked hard to raise him. When he grew up, he was uneducated and unskilled, and he was also his father. He tolerated and doted on him without any reason.
He didn't pay any attention to it, he only caused trouble and contradicted her, causing the whole family to pay the price for his mistakes.
By the time I understood all this, it was already too late.
After re-living his life, Ling Xiao's happiest thing was not that he had saved his life, but that he could see his father again and be blessed by him.
I had just changed into clean clothes when I heard footsteps coming from the door.
Ling Xiao was shocked, and slowly turned his head, and saw a somewhat obese middle-aged man walking in. His eyes were not big, and like Ling Xiao, they were as long and narrow as willow leaves. When he was a boy, he might have had some eyes.
The delicate figure is now completely squeezed by fat, leaving only a slit.
He was wearing a purple robe, which was tightly tied up. When he walked around, he could still see the fat around his waist shaking.
Ling Xiao looked at his father greedily, from his face to his body, down to every detail of his hair. It seemed as if everything would disappear from his eyes in the next second.
Ling Shouxin felt strange immediately, but according to his understanding of this precious son, he must have done nothing good. He originally wanted to come over and scold him, but he couldn't say it out. He hesitated again and again, and then said vaguely:
"I heard that you went to the brothel with the boy from the fourth family again?"
This tone... how does he sound like a strict father?
Before Ling Shouxin could brew up his anger, his eyes suddenly went dark. Ling Xiao almost rushed forward and hugged him tightly. Ling Shouxin subconsciously raised his hands, preparing to hit Ling Xiao's butt a few times.
It was soft, touched lightly, and didn't even shake off the dust.
Uncle Fu, who was watching with fear, finally felt relieved, nodded and left quietly.
"Dad! Dad! Dad!"
Ling Xiao seemed to be suffering from hysteria. He hugged his father tightly and kept shouting. His tone was full of affection, which instantly extinguished Ling Shouxin's weak anger.
Ling Shouxin chuckled, patted his precious son's thin shoulder and said, "Don't cry, you must have lost money again. Okay, okay, let's just tell you how much you lost? I still have some private money, three thousand
Two, is that enough? Give it all to you. Forget it this time, if you dare to do this again next time, I will break your legs."
Ling Xiao lost his mother when he was young, and the father and son were almost dependent on each other. It's no wonder that Ling Shouxin was so doting on her.
In his previous life, it was probably because his father was so doting on him that he became more and more depraved. Ling Xiao also had some thoughts in his mind at this time, but everyone died once, and these were all in the past.
Besides, can you blame your father for being too kind to you?
Sniffling, Ling Xiao couldn't help but blush slightly. He was not a teenager now, but an old ghost who had lived for more than three hundred years actually cried bitterly sometimes.
After hugging his father again, Ling Xiao reluctantly let go, and with a deliberately shy smile, he took out a thick stack of banknotes from his arms.
"This is?" Ling Shouxin curiously took the bank note, and when he held it a little, he immediately took a breath of cold air: "This is... four hundred thousand taels? Silver! You, you, you, where did you get it? Is this bank note real?
Fake?”
Even the next generation head of the Ling family was shocked at this time.
Even he rarely sees four hundred thousand taels of silver notes, let alone his son who has always been idle.
Ling Xiao laughed loudly, and was afraid that his old father would be anxious, so he simply told him about the gambling.
The more Ling Shouxin listened, the more he felt something was wrong. When Ling Xiao finished speaking, his eyebrows knitted together and he whispered repeatedly: "There is a problem, there is a problem."
"Of course there is a problem." Ling Xiao raised his fingers and said one by one: "First of all, Ling Fan, this guy is definitely cheating. He worked with the Zhang family, Li family and other small families to plot against me. But he didn't expect to be caught.
I figured it out, hehe, this is called Rou Baozi beating a dog, there is no return... Hey, something feels wrong there."
Ling Shouxin immediately hugged his belly and laughed.
After a long time, he gasped and said: "You kid, you are just uneducated and can't understand anything you say. But you are lucky, and you have some good eyesight. Dad, I do underestimate you."
"That's right." Ling Xiao became more and more proud, extremely proud.
He did this deliberately to avoid changing too much and arousing his father's suspicion. Being clever is normal, but if he explained everything clearly, he would look too evil. The fifteen-year-old Ling Xiao can be described as uneducated and incompetent.
It's even a compliment.
After laughing, Ling Shouxin pondered for a moment and said: "I already know about this matter. You should be more careful in the future. You can't always win in gambling. You are lucky this time. What will happen next time?"
What to do? I will take the money first to prevent you from using it arbitrarily. As for the spiritual elixir and spiritual sand, you can use it for your own cultivation."
After a pause, Ling Shouxin continued: "There is also the matter of gambling with the marriage contract. It would be very unpleasant to spread. You'd better visit Fang's family as soon as possible and explain this matter clearly."
Ling Xiao could only nod in agreement and hand over the banknote honestly. However, he also took out the spiritual sand, split it into two parts in front of his father, and said: "With my current cultivation level, there is no way I can use it like this."
Duolingsha. If you take these, you can at least improve your cultivation level by one or two levels, and you will avoid your uncles from always laughing at you with your cultivation level."
Ling Shouxin's eyes instantly became moist, but he didn't say much. He nodded, took the spiritual sand into his arms, and turned around to leave.
After his father left, Ling Xiao closed the door and placed all the things he got on the table.
The first is Lingsha.
Although I gave half of it to my father, there are still seven or eight pieces of spiritual sand the size of rice grains. Don’t underestimate this little amount of spiritual sand. Any one of them contains extremely powerful spiritual energy. When practicing, just hold it in your hand.
You can absorb the spiritual energy in your palm.
Such a good thing is naturally worth a lot of money. The spiritual sand is formed by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It is extremely rare in the world. I don't know where Ling Fan got so much.
Although Ling Xiao in later generations often used spiritual sand, and even higher-level spiritual stones were also commonly used, at this time, having so much spiritual sand was still an incredible thing.
There is also the Yujin Pill, which is what Ling Xiao needs most at this time.
As for several other gadgets, such as jade pendants, Ling Xiao didn't take them seriously. Although they were valuable, they were just for decoration. Only the ancient sword, when Ling Xiao held it in his hand, he couldn't help but smile.
.
This ancient sword caused an unknown sensation in Black Rock City back then.
But that was after the Li family sold it to a passing wandering swordsman for fifty thousand taels of silver...
Thinking of that incident back then, Ling Xiao couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart and pulled out the sword with a clang. The surface of the ancient sword was mottled and had some patina, but it looked antique. Although it was a valuable antique, as a weapon,
But the quality is a bit worse. It's made entirely of bronze, and it's more of a decoration than a weapon.
Weapons in Tianyuan Continent are the same as elixirs and martial arts, and are divided into grades one to nine. Grade one is the lowest and grade nine is the highest. This ancient sword cannot even be ranked among the grades.
But Ling Xiao had known the secret of the ancient sword for a long time. He stretched out two fingers and pinched the sword tightly, shook the true essence of his Dantian with force, and actually pulled out an empty shell from the sword.
What catches the eye is a sword with a green edge that looks like autumn water. The blade is full of simple chrysanthemum patterns and is extremely sharp.
"Sure enough, it is a sword hidden in a sword." Although Ling Xiao had known the secret for a long time, he could not help but marvel when he saw it with his own eyes: "This soft crape myrtle sword finally came to light. How could it be an ordinary sword that was buried in the tomb of an ancient royal family?"
Bronze sword? Although this sword has been buried for many years and has lost some aura, it is at least a second-grade spiritual weapon. Hehe, even the masters of the Earth Yuan Realm are not equipped with second-grade weapons. I just feel sorry for the unknown wandering swordsman.
.”
Ling Xiao is going to give this second-grade Ziwei soft sword to his grandfather.
Ling Potian has learned all his life in swordsmanship, but it is a pity that he does not have a suitable sword. If he has this soft purple myrtle sword, his overall strength will be at least doubled, and his position in the family will be more stable.
If that were the case, there would be no need for him to put too much pressure on himself to go into seclusion and end up in that situation.
As for Ling Xiao himself, he was better prepared, and this soft sword was not suitable for his fighting style.
Hanging the ancient sword casually on the wall, Ling Xiao poured out a jade tendon pill from the jade bottle without hesitation, put it in the palm of his hand and looked at it for a long time.
The Jade Tendon Pill is a commonly used elixir after reaching a high level in the body-building realm, and it is also a standard that tests an alchemist's skills. A total of seventeen elixirs are refined with charcoal fire for seven or forty-nine days. During this period, there are slight differences.
, the entire furnace of elixir was scrapped.
That's why it can be sold for a high price of fifty thousand taels apiece.
In Ling Xiao's opinion, these three jade tendon pills are indeed correct. However, the colors are messy and the smells are scattered and not concentrated. It is true that the refining failed, and the potency of the medicine is estimated to be less than 50% at most.
But for a useless person like him who only has the second level of pulse condensation stage, it is enough, and the medicine is even somewhat powerful.
Ling Xiao was not in a hurry. He found a bottle of strong liquor, crushed the Jade Jin Pill and threw it in, shaking it a few times. After the potion was fully dissipated, he took a big gulp.
A hot feeling instantly penetrated the throat, carrying strong energy straight to the lower abdomen.
Cold sweat immediately broke out on Ling Xiao's forehead.
pain!
The powerful medicinal power of Yujin Dan immediately spread out along with the liquor. In the Dantian, it seemed as if countless knives erupted and penetrated into the meridians in an instant.
Ling Xiao's fragile meridians began to crack immediately. But he still had to grit his teeth and persevere, using the Hunyuan Kung Fu in his body to circulate the overbearing medicinal power throughout his body.
I seemed to hear the sound of countless meridians exploding in my ears. The severe pain was like being beaten. There was no pain anywhere in my body, and it was the kind of severe pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.
The meridians were opened one by one by the powerful medicinal power and the round true energy. The small meridians could not contain such terrible energy, and most of them exploded. They were later healed by the powerful medicinal power of Yujin Dan.
from head to foot.
This process lasted for more than half an hour. When the medicine was exhausted, even with Ling Xiao's firm willpower, he bit his lip and his mouth was filled with the smell of blood.
But in my heart, I felt extremely happy.
Ling Xiao's biggest regret in his last life was that he didn't have a good foundation. Although he worked hard and had occasional adventures in the future, he was never able to break through to the peak level.
It's not easy to be reborn again, even if it hurts to death, I still have to endure such suffering.
If you can't bear this little pain, how can you change your destiny against the will of heaven!
After resting for a while, Ling Xiao put the wine bottle into his mouth again and swallowed it in large gulps. The rich blood, mixed with the medicinal wine, gave off a strange smell.
An extremely suppressed roar, like a wounded lone wolf, spread out in this deserted courtyard.