Chapter 642 It's time to settle the account ten years ago!
"Master."
Ye Qingran nodded and smiled at Ling Xianliu.
Master?
This title makes people's eyes shine with splendor.
Ye Qingran, call him Master Ling Xianliu?
So, Ye Qingran is a disciple of Ling Xianliu?
It makes sense when you think about it. Ling Xianliu is the youngest Alchemy Sage in Beiming Continent. He is extremely talented and talented. It is not impossible to cultivate Ye Qingran, the Alchemy Emperor.
Ling Xianliu looked at Ye Qingran, nodded, but smiled helplessly.
Rather than saying that he is Ye Qingran's master, it is better to say that they are long-lasting friends or close family members.
Back then, when he was collecting medicine, he met Ye Qingran, who was washed up by the river and was dying. He took her into the valley hut where he lived, and it took him three months to revive her.
After that, they depended on each other, and he taught her the art of alchemy. She was talented and had a photographic memory, and she had a good foundation, so she learned very quickly. Later, she named the valley where they lived in Yaowang Valley. Every year after that,
Yaowang Valley is becoming more and more lively. Gradually, an ordinary valley has developed into Yaowang Valley, which is now famous in the mainland!
She claims to the public that he is her master, but in private, she calls him Uncle Ling.
The two looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing.
Ye Qingran's feelings towards Ling Xianliu are complicated.
He is not only her savior, but also her first relative in this world.
Therefore, over the years, she has worked hard to develop and strengthen her strength. One of the purposes is to help Ling Xianliu wash away his grievances, help him regain everything that should belong to him, and kill his enemies with his own hands to avenge his wife!
"Xianliu..." Even Li Daoyun couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
He is a person who cherishes talents, and he also witnessed the rise of Ling Xianliu back then.
Therefore, when he learned the news of Ling Xianliu's death, he didn't know how regretful he felt.
At this moment, knowing that he is still alive, I can't hide my joy.
The many disciples and teachers in the academy couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.
They never imagined that one day they would see that legendary figure again.
Ling Xianliu, the man who suppressed an entire era, is back!
"Second brother, don't you recognize me?"
Being called out by Ling Xianliu, Ling Tian froze, and then he pretended to be surprised, "Brother, are you really alive? That's great!"
He didn't know how much conflict he felt in his heart.
Ling Xianliu, you deserve to die! What are you doing back here?!
"Valley Master, there are similarities between people and things in this world. We can't just think that this person is the same person just because he looks like Ling Xianliu!" Nan Xun narrowed his eyes and looked at Ling Xianliu and said loudly.
Everyone also thinks it makes sense.
After all, the art of disguise is very common, and it is really easy to disguise a person's appearance.
Ling Tian frowned and thought for a moment, then nodded, "Elder Nanxun is right, how do you prove that you are my eldest brother?"
Ling Xianliu looked at Ling Tian and Nan Xun like clowns.
"It seems that I have been away for too long, so long that you, second brother, can't even recognize me."
Ling Xianliu's eyes fell on Ling Tian, seemingly indifferent, but in fact they contained endless complex emotions.
Ling Tian was once his favorite brother. He once thought that with such a deep brotherly love and the blood relationship of the same father and mother, it was impossible for them to betray each other.
Facts have proved that he was wrong, very wrong.
Power and glory are good things. They can distort a person's outlook on life, control a person's thoughts, and pollute a person's kindness.
This is the case with Ling Tian.
He forgot his original intention in power, lost himself in fame and fortune, and eventually turned into a cold-blooded monster!
He could never let go that the brother he loved most had killed his wife with his own hands, and his hands were covered in blood!
You know, his wife is also Ling Tian’s sister-in-law and nephew!
They were once the closest family!
Even though so many years have passed, the hatred has long been worn away by the wind and frost of time, but he can never forgive.
And will never forgive!
And that brotherly love, which was thicker than water, had long since disappeared and become a thing of the past when Ling Tian's face was splashed with the blood of his wife and children.
Ling Tian's eyes flickered.
In his heart, a voice told him that this person was undoubtedly Ling Xianliu. After all, they were brothers who grew up together.
However, another voice told him that even if he was true, he had to make him false!
"If you have no evidence, I cannot accept it," Ling Tian said indifferently.
"Since you want evidence, I will give it to you!"
As Ling Xianliu spoke, he cut his finger with a knife and dropped a drop of blood on a stubborn weed at his feet.
In an instant, the grass grew wildly as if by magic!
The grass that was originally an inch tall has grown to over a foot tall in just a few breaths!
Everyone knows that the Ling clan of Dan Valley has a magical power in their blood since their ancient ancestors, which can resonate with plants and promote the growth of plants.
It is this ability that has made the Ling family of the Dan Valley the number one family in alchemy for tens of thousands of years!
The purer this bloodline is, the faster and taller the affected plants will grow.
More than one foot tall is already the limit that the bloodline of the Ling family can reach!
In other words, the person in front of me has the purest and purest blood of the Ling clan of Dan Valley!
So, if he is not Ling Xianliu, who is he?
Everyone looked at the flamboyant and plump weeds in great surprise, already knowing the answer in their hearts.
Even though he had known for a long time that this person was a Ling Xianliu, Ling Tian couldn't help but feel shocked after seeing such a powerful bloodline ability.
Even if so much time has passed, even if he has become a disabled person, the talent inherited from his bloodline will never change.
This is what he hates most.
Why was Ling Xianliu born better than him?
Why can Ling Xianliu get so much attention? But he can only be reduced to a foil, lackluster?
He hates it so much!
"Now you still doubt, am I not your eldest brother?" Ling Xianliu asked. His voice was light, and it seemed that no one could break this calmness.
Ling Tian clenched his teeth and nodded reluctantly.
"In this case, it's time to settle the accounts from ten years ago."
