Feeling the change in Ling Feng's state of mind, the illusory figure nodded slightly, looked deeply at Ling Feng, and said slowly: "Feng'er, as the combination of your father and me, you have our best bloodline.
He is better than me and your father."
Ling Feng looked at his mother. He has always had the power of the Tiandao clan, which is indeed far superior to ordinary people. However, compared with other Tiandao clan, what is special about him?
I don’t have the power of the Xantian clan in my body!
The mother looked at Ling Feng and said slowly: "It's the power of chaos! Feng'er, do you think that every son of Tiandao can possess the power of chaos? If so, even though the Tiandao clan was besieged by the heavenly clans in the end, in the end
The loser will never be the Tiandao clan!"
"The power in you is superior to the Tiandao clan and the Xantian clan! You are the most special existence in this world! You are also an existence that even the so-called gods are afraid of!"
Ling Feng's eyes flickered. He had never thought that his bloodline was so special.
Perhaps, this is why Ling Hanyang must open his golden eyes of emperor.
Because only you can end all of this.
Although, the price is too high!
After my mother explained everything, the light around her gradually dimmed, as if it would soon dissipate between the heaven and the earth.
"Feng'er, my child! The path you are going to take will be a thousand times more difficult than you imagined! But mother believes that you can do it! Only you can do it! You
, take care of yourself..."
The illusory shadow of my mother spoke intermittently.
Before it was about to dissipate, the woman of light and shadow looked up at the sky, as if she wanted to see through the end of the sky, where her husband was.
In her eyes, the last touch of tenderness flashed.
Wow!——
The nine-colored light and shadow finally completely dissipated.
The ancient sacred tree swayed gently, its peak standing above the lake, as if it was stupid.
Ling Feng felt sad in his heart.
His father was captured at the source of the world, and his mother's life and death are unknown.
Clench your fists tightly, and dig into your palms with your fingernails, condensing a pale white color.
Ling Feng had no idea that deep in his soul, he felt deep hatred.
…
I don't know how long it took, but Ling Hanyang's figure floated over slightly.
"You understand now?"
Ling Hanyang's voice was still cold, just as Ling Feng's mother said, the person who suffered the most was actually Ling Hanyang.
If he had such power and talent, how could he plan all this and force his grandson into a situation worse than death?
Ling Feng looked at Ling Hanyang and nodded numbly.
He somewhat understood Ling Hanyang, but still didn't know how to face him.
And perhaps in order to reduce Ling Feng's hesitation and contradiction, Ling Hanyang never showed any tenderness, and all the blame was placed on himself.
He suffered more than anyone else!
"Then, go back."
Ling Hanyang grabbed Ling Feng's shoulder again, and the light and shadow changed, and Ling Feng returned to the cave again.
Grandfather and grandson looked at each other in silence.
Finally, it was Ling Hanyang who was the first to break the silence.
"In my heart, Ling Kun is never a servant, he is my last friend."
Ling Hanyang took a deep breath and said slowly: "Unfortunately, he does not have much talent and is not willing to practice. He is too kind to a woman."
Ling Feng raised his head slightly and looked at Ling Hanyang. He seemed to be speaking to himself. Ling Feng could feel the bitterness in his words.
"That last sword completely wiped away the mark of his soul. Even I can't save him."
Ling Hanyang continued to murmur to himself: "This may be a relief for him. As for the other two girls, I left them a glimmer of hope, so strictly speaking, they did not die.
."
"What did you say?"
Ling Feng raised his head suddenly, and his hands even trembled slightly.
Ling Hanyang looked at Ling Feng and continued: "That girl named Lin Xian'er, I swallowed a soul-fixing pill for her before. Her death was just a kind of fake death. To me, it will be
It is not difficult to revive her."
"What about Yan'er!" Ling Feng blurted out and asked.
It wasn't until this moment that he understood Tuoba Yan's position in his heart. If Lin Xianer's death made him feel heartbroken, it was Tuoba Yan's death that made him almost collapse.
His feelings for Tuoba Yan have exceeded the definition of ordinary companions.
Perhaps, it should be called a confidante.
"As for Tuoba Yan, she is from the Tiance clan. Her lifespan has been determined. She will not live past forty. Even if she breaks through to the imperial realm, she will not live past fifty. She is not a good match for you." Ling Hanyang answered the wrong question.
road.
"Can she be saved?" Ling Feng asked through gritted teeth.
"You should be able to feel that the moment you killed her, there was a force in her body that merged into your body."
Ling Hanyang said slowly: "To a certain extent, it is the power of Xuanyin in her body that helps you successfully evolve into the Golden Eye of the Emperor. Otherwise, you may not be able to survive."
Ling Feng clenched his fist, stared at Ling Hanyang and said: "So, the reason why you let me kill Yan'er with my own hands is because of her physique!"
"I don't want to hide anything. From the moment she came to you, her fate has been determined and she will definitely become your sacrifice! Only by gaining her power of Xuanyin can you truly control the power of the Eye of Shura
."
Ling Hanyang stood with his hands behind his back and said slowly: "Perhaps you don't know that the "Girl's Mysterious Yin Kung" she practices was also given to her by your teacher, Yan Cangtian, who I managed to get!"
"you!"
Ling Feng gritted his teeth, stared at Ling Hanyang, and said through gritted teeth: "I just want to know whether she can be saved!"
"Her body has been damaged beyond recovery, but her soul has been completely preserved."
Ling Hanyang looked at Ling Feng and said calmly: "At the critical moment, Ce Baojian gathered her soul that day."
With that said, Ling Hanyang took out the Tiance Treasure Book and handed it to Ling Feng.
Through the connection with Tiance Baojian, Ling Feng sensed Tuoba Yan's soul. Although it was weak, it did still exist.
"If you want to save her, you have three ways."
Ling Hanyang said slowly: "The first method is to let her exist as a weapon spirit. Relatively speaking, this is the simplest method."
"How can this be considered truly alive!"
Ling Feng immediately shook his head and rejected the first method.
"The second method is to use the method of seizing the bodies of other women with Xuanyin bodies. However, Xuanyin bodies are very rare. As far as I know, there is only the Huiyue Saint Princess in Dongling Immortal Pond. The same
It is also the body of Xuanyin.”
"No way!" Ling Feng shook his head. He couldn't say he had any fondness for Huiyue Shengji, but he no longer had any hostility.
What's more, Huiyue Shengji is Tuoba Yan's master. Even if he doesn't mind, Tuoba Yan will never do this.
"Then the last one is left. With your current medical skills, you are no worse than me. As long as you have the fruit of the underworld that can resurrect people, flesh and bones, and use the power of reconstruction to reshape her body, it is not
It’s difficult, but her lifespan has been determined and she won’t live to be forty or fifty at most. Is it worth it to search for the Underworld Spirit Fruit for her?”
"It doesn't matter whether it's worth it or not, it has to be like this!" Ling Feng clenched his fists, "She is my very important partner!"
"Okay, now that you have made up your mind, I will tell you another piece of news. Although this woman is destined to live a long life, if she can get the real Fountain of Youth, the passage of time in her body will solidify and she will live for thousands more years.
No problem."
Ling Hanyang took a deep look at Ling Feng and continued: "Lin Xian'er is in another grotto here and is fine. Okay, I have said what I need to say, and you already know what you want to know.
.It’s time for me to do something that I should have done a long time ago!”
After saying that, Ling Hanyang turned around and left.
"You...you..."
Ling Feng looked at Ling Hanyang's back and wanted to stop him to say something, but found that he had nothing to say at all.
Should you let him stay? I don't know how to face him at all.
Ask him what he wants to do? With his current strength, he can't help at all.
In fact, he couldn't even call him grandpa.
When all the words came to his mouth, he choked them back.
Ling Hanyang paused in his steps. The call he was expecting did not come. He turned his back to Ling Feng and smiled to himself, but he did not regret it at all.
He must do this, and only he can do this!
From the moment Ling Feng's Eye of the Emperor awakens, his life is destined to be full of thorns, so he must not be weak! He has no right to be weak!