A slight sound of footsteps came from the rockery, and then someone slowly walked up the rockery step by step, standing beside Ling Jing, but didn't say anything, but just stood beside Ling Jing, quietly looking at the sunset in the sky.
"Where is Xuan'er? Have you sent it away?" Ling Jingtou asked directly without replying.
"Yeah! I've been sent away!" Ling Yifan said lightly.
"...That's good!" Ling Jing said slowly.
"Dad, why don't you go with Xuan'er? The world is so big. No matter how powerful the Chaoyang Sect is, there are always places they can't find. Why do you have to stay? No matter what happens, the child will take it with all his strength." Ling Yifan tried to persuade Ling Jing to leave.
"Let's go?" Ling Jing chuckled, "What else can I be afraid of, an old man? Since everything has happened, I, Ling Jing, are you afraid of things?"
"But dad..."
Ling Jing finally turned his head, he interrupted Ling Yifan and said with a smile: "Yifan, Dad is no longer young, and you are all in your prime."
In the distance, there was a black dot in the sky, flying towards Lingyun Villa like lightning. From time to time, there was a dazzling light flashing. From such a long distance, you could still feel a terrifying pressure coming from there.
"Such terrifying pressure, it seems that Ning Zhiyang has arrived with his hundreds of junior brothers from Qiankun Hall."
"Yes, the speed is so fast!" Ling Jing smiled faintly, and after he finished speaking, he suddenly made a move like lightning, instantly sealing all the acupoints around Ling Yifan. At the same time, he released a powerful restraint, trapping Ling Yifan.
Ling Yifan fell to the ground with a look of surprise and exclaimed: "Dad, what are you doing? Why are you trapping me?"
"Yifan, you forgot. Dad just said that Dad is just an old man who is silly. You have broken through the realm of Taixu and have a lot of time waiting for you to consume. So, let Dad take on the matter this time."
"Dad! Dad! Don't go! Dad! Let me go!" Ling Yifan roared on the ground, but Ling Jing did not look at him again and turned around and walked down the rockery.
Ning Zhiyang brought a group of people to Lingyun Villa with murderous intent. Before the man approached the villa, he used his spiritual power and shouted, "Ling Yifan, you husband, haven't come out to die yet!"
His words contained powerful spiritual power, and with the powerful momentum of the Taixu Realm, he suddenly burst out, and his voice resounded through the sky, echoing in this void and could not dissipate for a long time.
"It is Ning Zhiyang, who has made everyone in the cultivation world frightened. With your cultivation level, I can't beat my horse in Lingyun Villa." Ling Jing walked out of the gate of Lingyun Villa step by step, stood in the huge square outside the door, looking at the people in the void with a calm expression.
Everyone landed in the square. Ning Zhiyang saw that the old man he didn't know came, and shouted sternly: "Old man, where is Ling Yifan? Call him out quickly, otherwise I will demolish your Lingyun Villa first."
Xiang Chen suddenly walked out of the crowd and pointed at Ling Jing and said, "Elder Ning, this person is the grandfather of the Young Master Ling's Manor. On that day, I accidentally ran into the main hall of Lingyun Villa and overheard their conversation. This person chased me after discovering that the matter was exposed. If it weren't for my great fortune, I might have been a pile of bones now."
Ling Jing looked at Xiang Chen calmly, without any panic at all for his accusation, and said lightly: "Yes, I did everything, what the boy of the Xiang family said is good at all."
Fairy Bibo stepped forward and asked coldly: "Since you have admitted it, then the person who killed my disciple of Phoenix Valley is the young master of Guizhuang. I will hand over the person immediately. Our Phoenix Valley will not pursue other matters."
"Hmph! Old man, hand over your grandson quickly and don't give me a clean heart. I'll settle the remaining accounts with you." Ning Zhiyang was full of evil spirits, and he had a very disagreement and planned to fight.
Ling Jing's face was still calm and there was no fear at all. He told the story indifferently, as if it was not what he did. "This thing was indeed done by my incompetent grandson and had nothing to do with Ning Bugui. That night, he was obsessed with ghosts and accidentally killed the female disciple of Phoenix Valley. I caught him. It was me who led another disciple of Phoenix Valley to where Ning Bugui practiced his sword. Maybe you all think it was wrong, but Xuan'er is the only grandson of my Ling family. He has been watched by me since I was a child. I can't watch him kill by the people of Phoenix Valley."
"Fart!" Ning Zhiyang shouted: "The life of your grandson is important. Isn't it important for my Ning Zhiyang's son to have life?"
Ling Jing's face was still as calm as water, and he slowly spoke: "Elder Ning was right, but, no matter who you were present, I believe you would make the same choice as me. Although the word "destroying relatives for justice is very good, there are a few people in this world who can truly do it. At least, I, Ling Jing, would never be able to do it. I said this not to defend myself, nor did you let me go. Now my grandson has asked me to kill myself with my own hands. I just hope he can sleep underground. I wonder if you can meet my small request."
Who would believe me if I didn’t even see the corpse? Fairy Bibo said, “No, we didn’t see it with our own eyes if you say you were executed. Just let you go, how can I have the face of my Phoenix Valley?”
Ning Zhiyang even stomped his feet directly on the ground. The flat square immediately took him as the center and cracked countless erected stomps on all sides. He raised his hand and directly shot Ling Jing with a sharp palm wind: "Be your dream of a thousand years, old thing, don't talk here. If you don't hand over your grandson, I, Ning Zhiyang, will find him out if I dig three feet into the ground."
Facing Ning Zhiyang's fierce and powerful palm wind, Ling Jing didn't even mean to dodge. Even in the Taixu realm, Ning Zhiyang's cultivation was top-notch, not to mention that Ling Jing was at the realm of everything. Ning Zhiyang's seemingly casual palm immediately slapped Ling Jing backwards and hit the gate of Lingyun Villa. After squirting blood, he slowly stood up after a few breaths.
"Clang!" A crisp sound turned out to be Ning Zhiyang's powerful palm hit the main entrance, causing the long-standing plaque in Lingyun Villa to fall to the ground. The corner of the plaque suddenly fell a little bit broken. Ling Jing trembled all over, and a hint of pain flashed in his eyes. This was his sin. He stretched out his hand, picked up the plaque carefully, and said in a deep voice: "Don't be impatient, I, old man, will give you a satisfactory explanation today."
He turned around with a staggering pace, put the plaque against the wall, and then turned to everyone present and said, "After I blamed Ning Bugui, I deliberately made things happen, and everyone in the cultivation world knew about it. Later, I sent all the good players in the village to chase Ning Bugui. All the things were planned by me and had no relationship with my son Ling Yifan. Yifan, a child, has always been the most loyal and honest. You think you have a shallow friendship with my son and know some of his character. I only beg you to let my son go and let my life go. I, Ling Jing, use this life to apologize to you."
Ling Jing finished speaking, suddenly roared to the sky, and his spiritual power ran away wildly. A stream of blood spurted out from his chest in an instant. The bloody red blood spilled all over the ground. He widened his eyes and fell straight to the ground, rolled down along the hundreds of stairs, fell on the square, and stopped. The hundreds of stairs were covered with blood marks.
"Dad!" A shrill scream came from Lingyun Villa, followed by a sound that quickly swept down the stairs and landed beside Ling Jing. It was Ling Yifan. There were still bloodstains on the corner of his mouth. He was injured because he forced the ban to break free. He knelt on the ground with a thud, helped Ling Jing up, and said in a trembling voice: "Dad, how are you doing? Dad!"
"...Yifan..." Ling Jing said reluctantly, staring at Ling Yifan, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he just smiled calmly and slowly closed his eyes.
"Dad, dad, wake up, dad!" Ling Yifan hugged Ling Jing and let out a shrill scream. In an instant, this iron-hard man couldn't help but shed tears.
There was silence around, and only the dull and sobbing sound of this honest man was heard. The scene was a bit unspeakable and depressing, which made people unable to bear to look at it. Ning Zhiyang couldn't help but turn his head and sighed a long time, and then said, "I will not pursue this matter anymore!"