In front of the young people is a castle. Under this magnificent castle, the young people seem particularly weak.
But his eyes were full of light, and there was hope, happiness, excitement, and a bit of separation.
Then the young man walked in.
"Who are you looking for?" As the young man stepped into the gate of the castle, someone blocked his way and asked.
"I'll look for..." When the words were spoken, the young man didn't know who he should say?
Who is he looking for? The person he is looking for is dead, and she has disappeared between heaven and earth.
How many people in this world can remember her?
"I'll look for Peng Kun." said the young man.
"Oh, Butler Peng, I'll go and inform you, you'll wait here first." The man heard Peng Kun's name and then passed it inside.
After this man left, there was no one guarding the gate, and the defense was really lax.
The young man entered Majiabao without waiting for the man to spread it.
Young people seem to be very familiar with this path, and keep turning and heading towards a place.
The Majiabao is not so slack. Some people also saw young people. Although they were unfamiliar, they saw that they were very familiar with Majiabao and no one cared about it.
The back garden of Majiabao has now become a forbidden place, and everyone is prohibited from entering here.
"Stop, who let you in?" A voice sounded, and I was very angry.
After all, Ma Mingyong's granddaughter was buried here, and no one else could enter here except him and that person.
The young man turned around and looked at the man, showing shock, and then smiled.
"Long...Long Ling!" the man said in disbelief.
He recognized Long Ling's appearance, and was familiar with it. When the Ge family Qi Zun came here, Long Ling used his power to easily defeat him. Such power was beyond the reach of no one.
And this person is Peng Kun!
Peng Kun then glanced at Long Ling, but did not feel the aura on Long Ling's body, as if Long Ling had not practiced at all, like a newborn baby.
And he would not regard Long Ling as a person who had not practiced. Long Ling's strength, he knew that now looking at Long Ling just thought that Long Ling was even stronger and could not see through it.
"I want to go and see Yue'er." Long Ling said.
Peng Kun naturally would not stop him. The person who was worth Long Ling, who knew the relationship between Long Ling and Ma Yueer.
Then, Long Ling entered the back garden and a cemetery appeared in front of him. It was built by him by himself, and the people in the tomb were also buried by him.
The purple orchids made the whole garden appear with a fragrant atmosphere, and Long Ling smiled.
"Yue'er, do you know? I've brought you purple orchid seeds again. I'll plant them now and let this flower accompany you." Long Ling said softly.
In the garden, the thin figure began to dig the soil and then carefully put the seeds into the soil.
"He is back." Ma Mingyong looked at Long Ling's figure and sighed.
"Yue'er, purple orchid, I've planted it. I will be here to accompany you in the next period of time." Long Ling said.
Two months ago, he was still in the frozen state, but the trace of spiritual liquid that remained in his body suddenly woke up. It was a powerful life force, possessing the breath of endless life, under such power,
Long Ling recovered from his vitality, and even his injuries slowly recovered.
But the Spirit-Sucking Point has been destroyed, and he has become a waste and can no longer cultivate spiritual energy.
Becoming a waste again is such a big joke God has made for him.
Ten years ago, he was a waste. Within ten years, he became a top-level powerhouse of the ninth-level Qi Saint. Even if he yawned, he could destroy a city. Now, he has returned to the lowest realm in the world again.
Reincarnation?
This is just a joke, a dream.
Back then, he often dreamed when he was young, fighting a man in his dream, but now, Long Ling already knew that the man might be Bai Zhantian.
The picture was not too clear, even blurry, and Long Ling didn't know the man's appearance.
Ten years of cultivation ended up being nothing.
"Yue'er, let me tell you about my experiences over the past few years." Long Ling looked at the tomb and said.
Ma Mingyong looked at Long Ling from the side. He saw a trace of unusualness and immediately frowned. What is Long Ling's aura?
No breath? No spiritual energy?
But he had no more suspicion. Perhaps Long Ling didn't want people to feel his aura.
Time is fast, and it is already late at night.
"What did I get in ten years? But I lost you." Long Ling said softly.
"Linxue, Duoer, Xueer, Xixuan, I have let you down in this life." Long Ling looked into the sky and sighed.
Above the sky, the stars are shining and extremely bright.
"Since you are alive, you should face this world again." A voice sounded, breaking the silence of the night and breaking Long Ling's silence.
"Who are you?" Long Ling turned around and asked.
"I am you!" A figure walked out of the darkness, which looked exactly the same as Long Ling, which surprised Long Ling.
"Are you... spiritual liquid?" Long Ling asked, and the familiar feeling made him make a judgment.
"Yes." The man said.
Then Long Ling turned around again, turned his gaze to Ma Yueer's tomb, and stopped talking.
"Are you sure you want to keep going like this?" Ling Liquid asked.
"If this is not the case, what else can it do?" Long Ling smiled bitterly. At this moment, the spiritual acupoint has been destroyed, and he is destined to be unable to practice spiritual energy again in this life.
"This may be the training God has given you. Only by experiencing all the sufferings in the world and experiencing great ups and downs can you soar into the sky." Ling Literature said.
"Your mind is already tenacious, I hope you can break through this level this time." Ling Literature said.
"I am already a waste, so what's the use? I can only fill the garden with purple orchids." Long Ling sighed. Even though he didn't want to admit it, he understood that he was indeed a waste at this moment.
Before, he was a top-level powerful man in the ninth-level Qi Saint.
The difference between the two is a world of difference!
"As long as you want to stand up, you can do it." Ling Lily said.
"Is it really possible?" Long Ling seemed to be asking himself, and at this moment, a light flashed, piercing through the darkness.
"Do you think so?" Long Ling asked.
The light became stronger. Long Ling touched it lightly. This was the Hunyuan Sword. It was able to come to Philadelphia in Area 6. It was all up to this Hunyuan Sword. Otherwise, it would take Long Ling's current body in a few years.
It's not reachable.
"Even if it can, what's going on?" Long Ling turned his gaze to the tombstone again, "I want to accompany her for a while, you go."
"Do you really think she is dead?" Ling Liquor said.
"What did you say? What did you say just now?" Long Ling suddenly jumped up, looked directly at the spiritual liquid, and asked.