Chapter 2908: Extremely Talented

Ying Xuan continued: "However, when you were about to be born, the valley where your father and mother lived in seclusion underwent drastic changes. No one knows what happened after that."

Ling Yun gritted his teeth and said, "What is the attitude of all the major holy places?"

Ying Xuan explained: "I originally thought that this drastic change was secretly planned by the major holy places, but after my investigation in the past few years, I found that they did not seem to be involved."

Ling Yun frowned, if it wasn't them, who else could it be?

Ying Xuan said: "Since your father's death, the entire continent has changed. All the wolf ambitions in the Holy Land have emerged because of your father's death. You may not feel this way now. Wait until you really come into contact with this continent. That’s how you feel when you’re at your core.”

Ying Xuan paused for a moment, then continued: "Besides, since your father's death, the Evil Spirit Clan's re-invasion has also been put on the agenda. By then, I'm afraid this continent will return to chaos! It's precisely because of this , I believe that it was not the Holy Lands who killed your father, because as soon as your father died, this continent fell into crisis again. "

Ling Yun said: "But if it's not the major holy places, who could it be? Could it be the evil spirit clan?"

Ying Xuan shook his head and said: "No, if someone from the evil spirit tribe enters this continent, I will feel it."

Ling Yun frowned and thought deeply, having no clue.

Ying Xuan said: "Actually, finding out who killed your father is not the most important thing."

Ling Yun said: "Why?"

Ying Xuan said: "I have always wondered why that person didn't hurt you after killing your father and mother, and also transplanted the Shura Palace and the Yin-Yang Tree of Ice and Fire into your body."

Ying Xuan pondered deeply, and then continued: "Perhaps, he is watching you silently from a distance. It is precisely because of this that I only dare to leave this afterimage in such a space to see you."

Ling Yun said: "Father, where are you now?"

Ying Xuan smiled and said, "Don't look for me. I'm still secretly investigating what happened back then. You just need to take care of yourself."

Ling Yun said: "Okay."

Ying Xuan asked: "Ling Yun, where is Ling Lan?"

Ling Yun said: "She and my third senior sister went to the Wood Realm."

Ying Xuan sighed with relief and said in a deep voice: "Ling Yun, do you know which force governs the cloud world you are in now?"

Ling Yun said: "Tianqiong Palace."

Ying Xuan nodded and said: "Not long ago, the person in charge of this realm was the Yun Clan. However, the Yun Clan disappeared. No one knows what happened. But at least, the disappearance of the Yun Clan is absolutely inseparable from the Sky Palace. It has something to do with it, and the people from Tianzhuang Palace are extremely talented in piano music!”

Ling Yun nodded seriously.

Ying Xuan said in a deep voice: "Have you ever wondered why Ling Lan's talent for piano music is so high?"

Ling Yun pondered deeply and said in surprise: "Isn't Ling Lan from Tianqiong Palace?"

Ying Xuan nodded and said: "It's very possible. Therefore, she must not return to the Sky Palace."

Ling Yun said: "Why is this?"

Ying Xuan said: "I am not very clear about the reason for this. In short, the Heavenly Vault Palace is very dangerous for Ling Lan. Before she has absolute strength, she must not step into the Heavenly Vault Palace, let alone be raped by the people in the Heavenly Vault Palace. Take it back. Do you understand?"

Ling Yun nodded and said: "Okay foster father, I understand."

Ying Xuan said: "My foster father is now too busy to go to the Cloud Realm to help you, let alone find out what secrets there are in the Sky Palace. You have to rely on yourself for all this."

Ling Yun said: "Father, I understand."

After saying this, Ying Xuan stared deeply at Ling Yun, as if he wanted to carve Ling Yun's profound and clear cheeks into his mind.

After a long time, Ying Xuan said: "Okay, I have said everything that needs to be said, and it is time for this afterimage of mine to leave."

Ling Yun stretched out his hand with some reluctance: "Father."

Ying Xuan smiled and placed his illusory palm between Ling Yun's palms and shook it gently.

"Ling Yun, remember, there is not much time left for you. When that bloody battle comes, I hope to see a mature you."

"Remember, in the world of martial arts, having strength is not to bully the weak, but to protect yourself and the people you want to protect."

Ying Xuan's voice became more and more distant, and the illusory figure gradually became transparent, and finally disappeared into this vast white space.

Ling Yun whispered: "Father, I will definitely do what I promised you!"

After being stunned for a long time, Ling Yun finally came back to his senses. His red eyes became black and white, and a touch of tenacity appeared on his deep face with sharp cheekbones.

There is not much time left for him, he needs to improve his strength as soon as possible.

The powerlessness Ling Yun experienced during the Baoluzhou battle was something he did not want to experience again in the future.

After a long time, Ling Yun stood up slowly. His dark and deep eyes looked at the white dome, and a cold smile bloomed on the corners of his lips.

The divine power under his feet soared into the sky, and the dragon and phoenix jade pendant appeared from Ling Yun's figure instantly. At this moment, his face was full of tenacity. He wanted to be more perfect on the path of martial arts.

Ling Yun nodded slightly to Mr. Zhao, who had been guarding the dragon and phoenix jade pendant: "Old Zhao."

Zhao Yinyang asked: "Do you know everything?"

Ling Yun nodded.

Zhao Yinyang said: "Can you tell me? I hope to be able to recall this lost memory."

Ling Yun nodded and said: "My father is Lin Xuandao, and my mother is a demon from the evil spirit clan. The Shura Palace and the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Tree are my father Lin Xuandao's natal objects. However, my father and mother died, and these natal objects are unknown to us. Who transplanted it into my body."

Zhao Yinyang murmured: "Lin Xuandao? Master? Death?"

He just felt that his head was in chaos, and he still couldn't figure out his thoughts.

Ling Yun also hopes to know what exactly happened that year as soon as possible. He only hopes that Mr. Zhao can recover as soon as possible.

For Ling Yun at this moment, the only goal is to improve his strength.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a bright and mysterious light suddenly fell from the void and slowly landed on Ling Yun.

At the same time, Ling Yun clearly felt some movement in the Shura Palace in the Qi Mansion.

In Ling Yun's mind, an ink color slowly emerged.

It was a black and white painting:

The majestic mountain peaks towered above the clouds. In an extremely remote place, a sun rose slowly against the ridge, and the floating white clouds were coated with a layer of gold.

On the top of the cloud mountain, a man in black clothes stood quietly. His clothes were a little ragged, and his deep profile was full of vicissitudes of life. He was holding a woman in his right arm, and on his left sleeve, unexpectedly, It's empty.

The man's eyes were looking at the distant sun, and his steps were about to lift up, as if he was going to walk there, leaving behind a lonely and sad back.

Ling Yun's eyes suddenly condensed. He had seen such a scene in his dreams more than once. It was his father's back.

On the right side of this painting are the words Lin Xuandao left for him: Son, forgive your father and mother for leaving you so cruelly when you just fell off the grass. If you can see this sentence, it proves that you are still alive. Promise your father, Live well, don't take revenge, really, live well, my child, as long as you are healthy and happy.

There was water vapor gathering in Ling Yun's black and white pupils, which eventually turned into tears and flowed down in strings, his eyes turning red.

At the same time, the picture in Ling Yun's mind gradually dissipated, replaced by the martial arts books left to him by the Shura Palace.

Ling Yun wiped away the tears on his face, hung the dragon and phoenix jade pendant on the top of the ice fire yin and yang tree, then jumped into the dragon and phoenix jade pendant, and began the unbearable hard practice.

The speed of time passing in the Shura Palace is much slower than that of the outside world, and the speed of time flowing in the Dragon and Phoenix Jade Pendant is even slower. The superposition of the two makes it almost ten times slower than the real world.

Zhao Yinyang's mind was still in chaos. He stopped thinking about it and gradually regained his composure.

His turbid eyes were focused on the dragon and phoenix jade pendant on the treetop, and he said solemnly: "This child has suffered a lot."

In the space inside the dragon and phoenix jade pendant.

"Dragon Xuan Nine Breaks. The sound of the dragon's roar merges with the fist seal, which is divided into nine layers of dark energy. One layer is better than the other, which is the Nine Breaks."

"Nine Sun Divine Sword!"

"Tianqing Youshenbu!"

Ling Yun silently recalled the martial arts classics in his mind. Almost every one of them was suitable for him. The martial arts classics in Shura Palace were indeed good.

A cold light flashed through Ling Yun's black eyes as he looked toward the vast white sky.

He then sat down cross-legged, placing the Moon-Hiding Sword on his knees. He turned his palm slightly, and a green light suddenly surged out slowly from the Moon-Hiding Sword.

Ling Yun closed his eyes tightly and studied martial arts carefully in his mind. He was surrounded by the mighty heavenly and earthly energy. As his chest rose and fell evenly, it turned into divine power and poured into his limbs and bones, nourishing his whole body.

"Buzz!"

After a long time, Ling Yun stood up suddenly and suddenly opened his eyes.

His dark pupils were staring at the void in front of him, and he suddenly roared. At the same time, he stretched out the five fingers of his right palm, clenched it into a fist, and punched the void fiercely.

"Bang bang bang."

The space shook violently, and the fist print wrapped in azure light shot forward, gradually disappeared into the distant sky, and finally disappeared without a trace like a ghost.

Then, another cold dragon roar came out in the void, majestic sonic booms rippled around, the fist wind roared, and the fist prints of green light disappeared into the distance.

Ling Yun actually persisted in such a boring and painful practice for nearly two months. While practicing martial arts, his spiritual power gradually came into being, and he naturally stepped into it like flowers blooming and falling:

The third level of the Lord God Realm!

"Um?"

Ling Yun suddenly frowned. He sensed that there were several auras approaching where his true body was.

"It stands to reason that it is unlikely that there will be mythical beasts in such fringe areas, right?"

With that said, Ling Yun exited the Dragon and Phoenix Jade Pendant, greeted Mr. Zhao and left the Shura Palace.

"Ho ho ho!"

After coming back to his senses, Ling Yun suddenly stood up. Around him, there were actually a herd of beasts surrounding him. If he hadn't set up several large formations before, he might have fallen into the wolf's mouth at this moment.