"But, Xuan'er, do you know why your parents were killed?" Leng Wanshan also wiped away his tears, stabilized his mood, lifted Leng Xuan's shoulders, and asked Leng Xuan calmly and seriously.
"Why? Su Muyue is too inhumane, no, the Moon God is too inhumane! Wang Tianqi, the big devil, is too inhumane!" In Leng Xuan's heart, the inhuman Moon God and Demon Lord are the source and protagonist of hatred.
"One is because they are kind and adopted monsters who should not be adopted. The other is that their spiritual skills are too poor and they are no match for those demons. In the final analysis, their spiritual skills are too poor, so they are killed! If they also have the same skills as those gods and demons
With such power, will they be killed so easily? Therefore, the only way to take revenge on those demons is that you have the same power as them!"
"Um!"
"This hope depends on you. You must work hard and do everything possible to become a god. You must kill those beasts and avenge your parents. No matter what the cost, no matter what method is used."
In Leng Wanshan's view, this is the essence of the problem. Everything is based on Lingwu's strength. Whether it is the reason for being killed or the way to take revenge in the future, Lingwu is the fundamental force to solve all this.
"Yeah. Grandpa."
After hearing what Leng Wanshan said, Leng Xuan, who was extremely grieved, seemed to suddenly find the only way to take revenge. Originally, Leng Xuan really thought that even if those demons appeared in front of him, he would not be able to kill them.
Not to mention him, even a great master like his eldest brother Ling Shaofeng would be impossible to do.
If you want to take revenge, you can only have a chance if you become someone as powerful as those demons or more powerful.
But let alone reaching the Taoist cultivation level of Demon Lord, even becoming a god or immortal is almost impossible to achieve. Over the years, I have never heard of a mortal successfully cultivating to become an immortal, let alone becoming an immortal or a god.
Hou Daoxing will surpass the Demon Lord. Although this is a way, the hope is extremely slim and almost impossible, but this seems to be the only way.
Although Leng Wanshan pointed out a way and hope for revenge to Leng Xuan, this hope was too slim and almost impossible to realize. But it is better to have hope than no hope, and to have a choice is better than no choice, although this is just a choice.
An illusory choice
choice, but it is also the only choice for them at the moment. Leng Wanshan does not have to consider whether he can take revenge in the end, but first points Leng Xuan in a direction and gives him a hope, so that he can be strong in grief and let him stay in grief.
Hold on, no matter what method you use.
Leng Wanshan lost his son and his daughter-in-law in old age. He was also extremely uncomfortable, but he must be an old man who has been tempered by years. He is naturally stronger than Leng Xuan in his heart, and although it is painful, he has not lost his mind or opinion because of the pain.
.
He had lost his son and daughter-in-law, but he still had his grandson, who was still his hope. He could no longer let the child Leng Xuan die from grief. After he learned what happened from Ling Shaofeng, Lin Tianyu, and Min Zhou, he
Why don't you understand that there is no hope of revenge, and it is simply impossible for Leng Xuan to become a great god and surpass the Demon Lord. But he must find a way to preserve this bloodline first.
"If you want to take revenge, you can only practice hard and practice at all costs until you become an immortal and a god, until that possibility appears one day. Xuan'er, wipe away your tears. Revenge does not believe in tears. From now on, you must
Practice hard and there will be no obstacles for gods and demons. Revenge is your mission! Can you do it?"
Leng Xuan was really inspired. He wiped his tears vigorously, and his eyes were bright and glowing red. "I can, I can! I must take revenge!" Leng Xuan said plausibly, clenching his fists tightly.
Very determined.
"Okay! Mourning!!"
Leng Wanshan wiped away Leng Xuan's tears, then lifted Leng Xuan up strongly and firmly, and issued the mourning order to the outside.
In an instant, there was a burst of crying outside. Someone came over and was already dressing Leng Xuan in a linen mourning robe. Leng Xuan was helped back. There were already two coffins at home. Someone put the clothes of Leng Linkai and Su Lingshan into the coffins. They
Not even a body was left behind, that's all.
Leng Xuan's nose felt sore and tears could not stop rolling down, but he never cried again. Leng Xuan quickly wiped away his tears. He knew revenge and didn't believe in tears, but his eyes were red and red all the time.
"Thank you Xiangu for rescuing me, and please trouble me to spend more time with Xuan'er, please." Leng Wanshan came over, still worried about Leng Xuan. Looking at the silly girl who had been beside him, he knew that this fairy belonged to Leng Xuan.
My friend, not only saved Leng Xuan, but also treated Leng Xuan well. Now that the other gods have left, I can only leave Leng Xuan to her.
"Grandpa Leng, don't worry!" Silly Aunt had no objection to Leng Wanshan calling her Fairy Aunt.
"Feng'er, Long Feng, you must also accompany Xuan'er." Zhuge Wuming also told Leng Feng and Zhuge Longfeng.
"Yes, Grandpa!!" Even if they don't have to arrange it, they are actually always accompanying Leng Xuan. Not only they, but also other brothers and sisters of the Leng family came over, and even Leng Xuan's future sister-in-law -
--The beautiful woman Ling Xi was also present, but they were all a little further away from Leng Xuan.
The younger generation of the Leng family all wore sackcloth and mourned, and the older ones followed Leng Xuan in front of the coffin to start the vigil. After daybreak, people began to come over to pay their respects, and more and more people came to pay their respects. People from all walks of life
, there is an endless stream of people from all over the yamen
Company staff, bosses of various shops in the town, bosses of the mountain market, workers in the mines, patriarchs of various families, and even many friends of Leng Wanshan who came from other places. According to the current status of the Leng family in Tunxi
and prestige, and this is indeed what it should be.
The grieving Leng Xuan and the children of the Leng family spent the whole day on their knees, but they were already exhausted.
Leng Wanshan felt sorry for Leng Xuan, so he arranged for other people to keep vigil at night to let Leng Xuan rest. After kneeling for a day, Leng Xuan had to kowtow and salute. At the end of the day, Leng Xuan was indeed so tired that he could not stand up.
His knees were swollen. Leng Xuan was unwilling to leave, but Leng Wanshan's people forcibly took him away.
Leng Xuan was placed in his room, and Shijie and the others undressed him to sleep. Although Leng Xuan was tired and sleepy, he must have been feeling sad, and he didn't want to sleep.
Leng Xuan leaned on the bed and just wanted to close his eyes. Those unforgettable experiences and bloody scenes were replayed one after another. Leng Xuan couldn't help but feel a sore nose and shed tears. Leng Xuan couldn't understand why it happened suddenly.
It would be like this, he suddenly lost his parents like this. He still seems to be unable to accept this reality, and even feels like he is having a nightmare.