In Ling Feng's original eyes, Ling Jiuxiao was the most powerful Holy Emperor of the Ling family, who had stabilized the Ling family's destiny for thousands of years. Although he was his great-grandfather, he was an existence that Ling Feng could only look up to, but with Ling Feng,
After Jiuxiao had a brief chat, he discovered that even the Holy Emperor would be happy and sad, and it was not as mysterious as the world imagined.
Ling Jiuxiao laughed for a while, and then got down to business and said, "I heard that you went to teach the boy from the Chen family a lesson. Why?"
"He killed a close friend I made in Wan Guo."
Ling Feng said truthfully, even now he still felt extremely guilty when he thought of Gu Ya's appearance when she died.
Ling Jiuxiao nodded and asked, "Then you won't kill him? He's just the eldest son of the Chen family. Even if my Ling family doesn't take action, you won't die."
"But they will attack my friends. It won't be too late to kill them after they break through the God Emperor."
Ling Feng looked directly at Ling Jiuxiao and said, his eyes flashing with confidence.
Ling Jiuxiao patted Ling Feng on the shoulder happily: "You are more restrained than Qian Hai and others when they were young. If it were them, the Chen family would have been in chaos long ago, but your style of doing things is the best and can make more people
I stand by your side willingly, just because you can make people feel at ease."
Being praised like this by a Holy Emperor made Ling Feng feel quite embarrassed and said: "It's not as powerful as you said, but I'm just too cautious. If I had been more reckless, Gu Ya might not have died."
"Then you will miss countless opportunities because of this, and you will no longer be able to compete with people like your elder brother. If we fail to make one choice, we will inevitably lose another choice, and this is your price."
Ling Jiuxiao's words silenced Ling Feng. It was precisely because of this concern that he had not returned to Baijia. He was afraid that if he was too weak, he would not only be unable to save Gu Ya but would also get himself involved, so he kept
He kept delaying until the arrival of the generals of the Ling Family and the strength to defeat the eldest masters of the Ten Families before returning to the Hundred Families.
Looking at Ling Feng who lowered his head slightly, Ling Jiuxiao showed a smile on his face and said: "Since you are back, the family should also give you some help. You will be responsible for leading the blood battlefield in a year's time.
Ling family, if I ask your eldest brother and the others to go into seclusion, do you have the confidence?"
"This..." Ling Feng hesitated. With his current strength, he has no problem dealing with the geniuses of the ten families, but the young masters from the other three families may have already reached the fifth level of the Heavenly King or above.
Ling Jiuxiao also saw what Ling Feng was worried about and said, "I asked Ling Yu to go into seclusion. Do you think they dare not give me face?"
Ling Feng immediately raised his head and said with a smile: "Thank you, Grandpa."
"Haha, you've been getting ready in Baijia recently. Do you remember the way home?"
Ling Jiuxiao's words made Ling Feng feel particularly warm. He nodded heavily: "Of course I remember, then Ling Feng will go down first."
"Well, go ahead."
After bidding farewell to Ling Jiuxiao, Ling Feng walked out of the Ling Palace and immediately saw the ten people standing under the steps. At the same time, Ling Jiu and the others immediately knelt down on one knee, looked at Ling Feng and cupped his fists and said, "I've seen you before.
Thirteenth Young Master!"
Their roars resounded through the sky, like rolling thunder. The Lingzhan generals looked at Lingfeng above and laughed. They had been waiting for this day for countless years.
Lingfeng smiles
Said: "I will need to trouble you uncles from now on."
"No trouble, we are also looking forward to the young master taking us out."
"Yes, my bones are weak after staying at Ling's house."
The generals of the Ling family stood up and smiled. Most of them had watched Ling Feng grow up. Even though they had not seen him for so many years, they did not feel unfamiliar with Ling Feng, especially since they could always see him.
The generals of the Ling family were even more excited when they heard the news about Ling Feng.
Then Ling Feng walked down the steps, and Ling Jiu and other heavenly kings immediately got into the void. Only when Ling Feng's life was in danger, these thirty-four generals would take action.
Ling Feng did not expect that he could have so many generals. You must know that the generals who can follow the Ling family master must be at the fourth level of the Heavenly King or above. Generally, there are only more than ten. Even his eldest brother Ling Feng
Yu Du only has twenty-one generals following him. This alone shows how important he is in the eyes of the spiritual elders.
Ling Feng walked alone on the divine bridge, with white cranes flying by from time to time on both sides. Surrounded by the divine pavilions floating in the air, in his memory, there were seven heavens in the Ling family, and the first three floors were occupied by powerful men above the heavenly king.
In this place, only the spiritual parents or those with approval can go up to the topmost spiritual hall.
Ling Feng was not going to fly down directly. He wanted to take a good look at the scenery of the Ling family. When he walked down the third floor of the ladder, Ling Feng suddenly saw a peach tree planted next to it, with peaches half the size of a head attached to it.
Dew clings to the indication.
This reminded Ling Feng of the time when his eldest brother and the others would take him up to pick these peaches whenever they had time. Ling Feng immediately walked over and picked the nearest one. He took a bite and the crispy pulp came into his mouth. It was unique to flat peaches.
The aroma instantly fills your mouth.
But just when Ling Feng was enjoying the taste of the peaches, two maids carrying lanterns suddenly walked out on the street not far away. They were shocked to see Ling Feng eating the peaches with relish, because they did not remember the Ling family.
There is such a gentleman.
Ling Feng also noticed them and smiled lightly: "Thirteen."
As soon as Ling Feng reminded the two maids, they immediately remembered it. Regardless of their surprise, they hurriedly saluted and said, "I have met the Thirteenth Young Master."
"Who is your family?"
Ling Feng asked curiously. He remembered that many families from the Bai family would send some of their young ladies to the Ling family to practice. They could also find opportunities to meet the young masters of the Ling family, killing two birds with one stone.
"Zhang family."
"I am the Jiang family."
The two maids did not dare to neglect Ling Feng, they looked at Ling Feng with their bright eyes and said.
Ling Feng took the peach and thought for a while. The Zhang family and the Jiang family were all families that had begun to decline. The reason why he sent his daughter to the Ling family was probably to save the family.
Then Ling Feng stopped talking, ate peaches and disappeared into the distance under the watch of the maid.
When he left, the two maids breathed a sigh of relief. One of them patted her chest and said, "I don't know how the Thirteenth Young Master became so powerful in Qianzong alone."
"Yes, yes, I heard from my third uncle that when the Thirteenth Young Master just came back, he defeated Chen Ze and made him kneel down and kowtow."
"The eldest son of the Chen family? Why is that?"
"Didn't he kill Sister Gu Ya when they got married? Sister Gu Ya was the thirteenth princess.
My friend."
"oh!"
Although Ling Feng was already far away, he could still hear their voices. He had to admire how quickly the news spread among Baijia. After only a few days, even those who stayed at Lingjia already knew the news.
Soon Lingfeng walked down to the seventh heaven, and he had just finished eating the peaches, so he went directly to a bamboo forest on the right side of Lingshan Mountain. From the air, Lingfeng could see a small open space in the bamboo forest from a distance.
There is also a small bamboo house in the open space. Since no one has been here for a long time, the bamboo roof is covered with a thick layer of leaves.
When Ling Feng arrived at the bamboo forest, his speed immediately slowed down, and then he fell gently into the bamboo forest.
"call!"
A wisp of breeze blew from behind Ling Feng, and the leaves suddenly fell from the sky. Ling Feng's eyes also moved downward along with these leaves.
I saw them swirling in the air, colliding with each other from time to time and escaping elsewhere, like a group of cheerful children playing, drifting into the distance with the wind, and when they were far away, the tired bamboo leaves slowly
He fell to the ground and began to squint his eyes.
But Feng'er was not tired. He wanted to play with these children, so he ran over and patted Zhuye on the back. Zhuye didn't want to ruin his friend's good mood, so he ran a few steps, but maybe it was true.
She had no strength left, and Zhuye fell into the arms of her companions. No matter how Feng'er urged her from behind, she just didn't want to raise her head.
Ling Feng smiled and retracted his gaze, and began to walk through the bamboo forest. The breeze caressed his face, which made him feel comfortable and made Ling Feng temporarily forget about the troubles of the mainland.
At this moment, he seemed to see his two-year-old self chasing after Ling Qianhai with his fleshy little hands. He accidentally tripped over a bamboo shoot on the ground and hit his head on the ground.
Ling Qianhai hurriedly turned around, and instantly appeared in front of Ling Feng and hugged him. At this moment, Ling Feng pinched Ling Qianhai's face with one hand, narrowed his eyes and laughed.
Going forward, Ling Feng saw an unconvinced man holding a bamboo sword longer than himself, chopping down the fallen leaves day after day, while his pale mother sat on a bamboo chair.
Smiling, Ling Qianhai stood behind and said, "This kid will stop moving when he gets tired in a few days."
But the young Ling Feng was stubborn. Hearing what Ling Qianhai said, he gritted his teeth and stayed in the bamboo forest for almost a year. When he was seven years old, he finally managed to use his bamboo sword to accurately cut apart every piece of bamboo that fell.
leaves, and can even pierce a row of leaves.
Then there was the matter of failing to inherit the bloodline of the Ling family. Finally, when he was eleven years old, his mother died of soul exhaustion, and then there was the story of Ling Qianhai taking him to all nations, but in Qing Qing
Ling Feng's memory was blocked in Xuan City, and was unlocked by Ling Qianhai because of the appearance of Blood Killing.
As he was thinking about it, Ling Feng suddenly found that there was no bamboo in front of him. He raised his head and saw that he had arrived in front of the clearing where he once was. A rocking chair made of bamboo was placed not far away, and it was covered with gray.
Bamboo leaves.
Ling Feng swept away the leaves with a wave of his hand, revealing the original appearance of the rocking chair, and then cleaned up the bamboo leaf dust on the open space and the house.
Then Ling Feng walked to the back of the bamboo house, walked around the bamboo and walked to a tomb. At this time, he bent his knees and knelt down directly. He looked at the tombstone and smiled with tears in his eyes: "Mom, Feng'er is back.