Ling Ning opened his eyes. He didn't know where he was, and he didn't want to know. The mountain rain slapped on his body indiscriminately, and he only felt a biting coldness all over his body. This was the first time he felt cold since he started practicing.
He stared blankly at the dark sky. He didn't know why it had become like this. Yesterday he was the proud man of heaven, but now he has become a useless person. He is not Ling Yuan's biological son, and he doesn't even know his life experience. Now he just wants to die.
He woke up and fell asleep like this. As the day dawned and darkened, he could feel a beast stopping beside him, and then blowing hot breath from his nostrils on his face. He could feel the tingling in his limbs, and there were maggots. It was corroding his body, he didn't care, he didn't care at all, he just wondered why he wasn't dead yet.
He had many dreams, from childhood to youth, from toddler to sword practice... Countless memory fragments flashed in his dreams, and every small fragment had Ling Yuan's figure... Countless memories came flooding back. In his heart, he was ashamed, he blamed himself, he was angry, he hated... countless emotions eventually turned into helplessness.
He was already a cripple, his meridians all over his body had been shattered and he couldn't move. Now he could only wait to die.
I don't know how long it took, but it started to rain again, but this time the rain suddenly stopped. A stone sword floated quietly in front of him, which was the "mother's relic".
"Isn't the stone sword broken? Why? Why is it intact? What's the use of your showing up now? My father is dead and my cultivation is useless. What's the use of your showing up now?"
Ling Ning closed his eyes, he just wanted to die now.
I don’t know how long it took, the dark clouds dispersed, and the moon quietly climbed into the sky.
Ling Ning felt a light in front of his eyes. He opened his eyes and saw the stone sword emitting a faint blue light under the moonlight. He blinked and saw a little man sitting on the stone sword!
The size of a thumb, wearing a long black dress, with long hair reaching her calves, and delicate facial features like a masterpiece shaped by the gods themselves. This little girl-like being was staring blankly at the moonlight, not knowing what she was thinking.
Ling Ning wanted to speak, but found that her throat could no longer make a sound, and she could only moan like a beast.
The little girl as big as a thumb was touched by the voice and looked down at Ling Ning. Her beauty was suffocating, but her dark eyes were also suffocatingly cold.
Ling Ning's breath paused, as if time had stopped.
"are you awake?"
The cold voice, like fairy music, seemed to be falling from the sky.
Ling Ning's throat couldn't make any sound, and she could only gasp out "ho ho".
"You don't have to speak, you just need to tell me, do you... want revenge?"
Ling Ning couldn't make a sound, but his eyes lit up.
"Haha, very good, your eyes are very good, then, let's make a deal."
The next moment, Ling Ning seemed to have fallen into thick black ink. When he opened his eyes, he suddenly found himself in a strange space. The wounds on his body miraculously recovered, but he could not feel the true energy in his body.
There was silence and darkness all around, and the lake below his feet was like a mirror, with ripples appearing as he walked. A dim golden light shone down from directly above, and the most eye-catching thing was a dark, closed giant door in front of it.
"This is the 'source space'. You don't need to ask me what I mean, and I won't explain it to you."
Ling Ning turned around and saw a graceful girl floating in the air. She had a beautiful face and looked similar to the thumb girl. She was obviously what the little girl would look like when she grew up.
"You...who are you?"
"'Palace Master'."
"Princess?"
"Hmph, it's the 'Lord of the First Palace'!"
"The Lord of the First Palace? Are you a senior of some sect?"
"You don't need to ask me, because I can't remember it either."
The palace owner's eyes were empty. She stared at the dark door and said slowly: "This palace can make you reborn, but you have to push open this door."
"Door?"
Ling Ning was filled with doubts. He walked to the door and pressed his hands on the huge dark door. His tentacles felt cold.
"I know you have many questions. Open this door. Maybe... maybe I can think of something..."
Ling Ning used her palms hard and started to push the door, but the door didn't move at all.
"Think about how your father died tragically, and how you were deposed. This door cannot be opened easily. He needs your desire, your desire for strength, your desire for revenge, your desire for rebirth...!"
Ling Yuan's face distorted by severe pain and his roar began to emerge. Ling Dao's sinister smile, Chen Ping's indifference, and Ling Yun's cruelty all came to mind one by one... He didn't know if these were the devil's whispers, or if they were the devil's whispers. I don't know what he means by doing this, but he doesn't care, he wants power, he wants revenge!
"Revenge! Revenge! Revenge! I am not willing to accept it! I am not willing to accept it! Ah!"
"Yes, that's it, push it away, push it away!"
"Open it for me!"
"Buzz!" A sudden sound sounded, and then the dark door moved slowly and was pushed open a gap!
Countless dark spiritual powers swarmed out like ink and enveloped Ling Ning in an instant!
Ling Ning's breath suffocated! Then those dark spiritual powers began to penetrate crazily into his body along his pores!
"Ahhhhh!"
After a burst of severe pain, Ling Ning suddenly opened his eyes and returned to reality. He looked at his hands in disbelief as he realized that his body was healed!
"how?"
The palace lord's voice rang in her ears, and she turned into the thumb girl again.
"I'm not dreaming..."
"Of course not. Although your body has recovered, your cultivation has been ruined."
"It doesn't matter if my cultivation is gone, I can practice again! Father, I can finally avenge you! I will not let them go, never!"
Ling Ning yelled for a while, then finally fell to her knees and cried bitterly.
He didn't know how long he had been lying here, as if he had had a nightmare and it was time to wake up.
…
There are many mortals gathered in the Mortal Continent, and it is said that across the boundless sea is the realm of fairy dust where immortals live. The Mortal Continent is dominated by five major kingdoms: "Beiling" in the north, "Nanxiang" in the south, "Xiyue" in the west, "Dongyou" in the east, and "Zhongsheng" in the middle. There are also several small countries mixed in between the five major kingdoms. .
It is rumored that behind the five major countries, the five major extraterrestrial immortal sects serve as the pillars and have been silently maintaining the stability of the continent. The five major countries have been fighting each other for thousands of years, but they have always maintained a delicate balance.
As night falls, a young man wearing a light blue cloth robe and carrying a cloth bag is walking on a rugged mountain road. A simple cloth strip on the back of his head gently tied his long hair, making the whole person feel more free and easy.
This young man is none other than Ling Ning.
Since he escaped from Jianling Sect, he changed his appearance and kept hiding. After practicing in a remote valley for several months, he finally returned to the ninth level of Qi refining. Not only was the speed of practicing again this time several times faster than before, but the true essence was also much stronger than before. Even the stone sword began to connect with the mind and could finally penetrate the true essence.
It's a pity that the palace owner disappeared after his rebirth that day. If Shi Jian hadn't started to connect with him, he really thought he was having a dream.
During this period, he kept asking about the news about Jian Lingzong. Jian Lingzong had officially announced to the public: Ling Ning, the son of the former sect leader Ling Yuan, secretly practiced magic skills, slaughtered living creatures to the point of going crazy, and actually killed his father when he was unprepared! The former sect leader Ling Yuan unfortunately died. Ling Ning was subdued on the spot by the Great Elder Ling Dao and his men, and his meridians were destroyed and he became a useless person. Thinking that he was a descendant of the Ling family and the son of the previous sect leader, Ling Ning was spared a life and expelled from the sect. From now on, you are no longer allowed to step into the Sword Ling Sect! The new sect leader was taken over by the great elder Ling Dao.
When Ling Ning saw this, his hands and feet were cold. He finally understood why Chen Ping was willing to let him go. It turned out that he wanted him to bear all the blame. Although his chest felt as if it was being pressed down by a huge boulder, he also knew that he must not act on impulse now and must bear the humiliation and accumulate strength.
He also kept paying attention to the news about the Shuiyue Tianmen people, but there was no news. He guessed that these disciples might have been silenced. Every time I think of the moment when Qian Meier and him looked at each other in the restaurant, I always feel a pang of regret.
At this moment, his cultivation has reached a bottleneck, and it is useless to stay in the Beiling Empire any longer. What he needs most now is to join a large sect where he can gain a foothold. In the past, as the son of the sect leader, he had priority in enjoying all kinds of elixirs and herbs, but now he is stretched thin. Moreover, his enemy's cultivation level is much higher than his, and he also holds important positions in sects outside the territory. Without the support of other major sects, He couldn't fight it at all.
After much thought, he still couldn't decide which sect he should join, but thinking of Qianmeier's beautiful figure, he immediately decided to go to Shuiyuetian of Xiyue Empire first. He wanted to convey the news of Qianmeier and the others' murder to their sect. The elders in the family, lest they die in an unknown way, this was his last act of kindness.
Climbing over the mountain at the foot is the place where merchants from the Zhongsheng Empire and the Xiyue Empire gather to trade - Yicheng.
It was already late autumn and the sky was dark. Ling Ning could only travel alone in the mountains because he had not calculated the time for his trip.
The dark woods are so dark that you can't see your fingers. The howling mountain wind carries the roar of wild beasts. The moon has also hidden in the clouds early. The trees sway like giant monsters with teeth and claws. From time to time, foreign objects flash among the treetops. The most heart-wrenching scene is What surprised me was the wailing sound that looked like a human but not a human, a ghost but not a ghost. Even with Ling Ning's cultivation level, he couldn't help but feel a little scared.
"We have to find a place to spend the night as soon as possible."
He frowned and looked around at the shelter... Suddenly a shrill scream rang out from deep in the mountain.
