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"This is the Ancient Lingwen, Pavilion Master, you have already broken through that last step?"

Zhang Ling couldn't hide the excitement in his heart, and he even stuttered a little when he spoke, which showed the meaning of this ancient spiritual text. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"After nearly ten years of retreat, I finally broke through this barrier by chance. After that, the old man will see that I have no reason to run on the old man!"

The Pavilion Master of the Sword Pavilion can read out the Ancient Spiritual Texts completely, so for the Ancient Spiritual Texts, this Pavilion Master has already understood the eight or nine inseparable.

The step of middle-aged people stepping into the limits of human beings can be said to be a great blessing for mankind.

"Pavilion Master, how is he now, why can't you feel any of his senses?"

Zhang Ling noticed what was happening in Nangong Yan's body, which made Zhang Ling's face change, and he hurriedly asked the Sword Pavilion Master.

"Don't be nervous, the ancient spirit text is just a divine language to calm the mind, the ancient divine sword is a wisp of true divine power left in the world in the upper realm, and it can be said that it is a fool's dream to rely on the ancient spiritual text to deal with this wisp of divine power. Even if the ancient spirit text could dissolve that wisp of divine power, the old man would never do it. ”

"Pavilion Master, he is Nangong Yan, the head of the four great talents! ”

Zhang Ling was so anxious, how could he care about this high-ranking Sword Pavilion Master. Even if he offended the Sword Pavilion Master, he would be beaten up at most.

If there is anything bad about Nangong Yan, it is not a fat beating that can be perfunctory. Naturally, in addition to being anxious or anxious between his words, he was afraid that he would not kneel down for this Sword Pavilion Lord.

Zhang Ling was calm just now, but now he is like an ant on a hot pot. I'm afraid you're the only one in the academy for this change. Although the Ancient Spirit Script is powerful, it is far inferior to the power of the True God in terms of level. Therefore, it was the dragon and the worm all in his thoughts, and outsiders could not help him. ”

Zhang Ling's appearance really made the Sword Pavilion Pavilion Master gloat. In order to prevent Zhang Ling from becoming a madman, the Sword Pavilion Master told him the truth.

"God, don't let this kid die. I'm going to be his sister's mentor, and if he dies, I guess my mantle will be completely lost. As long as this kid can wake up, I will wait for him to get well in class, even if he doesn't come to class. ”

When the Sword Pavilion Pavilion Master heard this, he immediately understood that this guy had taken a fancy to Yu Fei's cultivation talent. He gloated with a great conscience.

Yu Fei's cultivation talent is indeed amazing, as long as there is a famous teacher's guidance, it is definitely a sure thing to break through the soul sword master within a year...

As for the matter of the Sword Pavilion Master and Zhang Ling, Nangong City didn't know anything.

In Nangong Yan's dream, I saw Nangong Yan's appearance when he was a child, as well as his parents who have always loved him. In his childhood, his parents' smiles used to give a lot of motivation.

If it weren't for the careful care of his parents, perhaps, there would not be such a talented man in this world.

His growth was entirely the result of the love of his parents.

His parents sacrificed a lot for him.

For example, his father's hard-won knighthood was also because he gave up the rewards of the empire. And his mother spends all her time playing with him, messing around with him, and reading quietly with him...

"Yan'er, if you have to do something in the future, then what will you choose?"

His mother asked softly.

"I want to be a great general like my father, admired by the world. I also want to be like my mother, to be an empathetic person, to sympathize with the suffering of the world, to help those who are suffering..."

"She is indeed a good boy for me, but human life and ability are limited. It's impossible to do that much. Mother just wants to know, what is the most important thing for the dead child to do?"

"What do you want to do the most? Ah, I know, I want to learn music like my grandfather, play the best music in the world to you, so that my parents will no longer worry about military affairs, and my mother will no longer be sad for those who are suffering, and I will also listen to the sister Yufei who has lost her parents, so that she will never know the news that her parents have died, and live happily in this world. ”

When Nangong Yan's mother heard this, her heart was sour, her eyes were red, and she seemed to be very sad for a child who was only a few years old to say these words.

"Mother, why are you crying? Did you say something wrong? Did you upset you?"

"No, no, mother's good death, you didn't upset me, but made me very happy and proud of you. ”

・・・

"Mother, you go quickly, leave me alone, go quickly!"

"Mother, why don't you listen, the dead will only drag you down, why do you want to stay?"

"There is no reason for parents to abandon their children. Mother goes to lure them away, and you and Kyung-sub go first. ”

"Mother, mother, don't leave the dead, don't leave the dead..."

His mother sacrificed her life to protect the two siblings from the royal family, and led away the pursuers.

It's no wonder that before, Yan hated himself so much that he didn't even listen to Yu Fei's persuasion.

In this world, there is no strong strength but to endure the end of being bullied. Even a sword saint-level powerhouse who is high above cannot escape such a fate.

"God, when did I Nangong Yan do something sorry for you? let you torture me and my relatives in this way. Why are you, why..."

Nangong Yan was like a madman, shouting at the sky. But the sky didn't respond, even when his voice was hoarse.

"Since you are going to be unfair to me like this, I swear that I must stand at the top of this world and must step on your unfair rules of heaven. ”

・・・

In reality, the Yi Soul Sword seemed to feel Nangong Yan's determination to surrender to heaven and earth. It gradually floated in the air in front of everyone, and itself emitted an extremely dazzling colorful light. This power was even infinitely amplified at this moment, and even Ni Xue, who cared about Nangong Yan on the side, was stimulated by this power and couldn't open her eyes, and even had obvious discomfort in her body.

"Nangong Yan has actually communicated with the sword spirit, and he has actually completed the first step of 'turning his heart into a sword'!"

"Are you saying that he can already control the Soul Sword?"

"With his current strength, how could he control this supreme divine sword with the power of a true god and the soul of a true god. In the ancient texts, it is recorded that there are three steps to 'turning the heart into a sword'. The first is to communicate with the soul of the machine spirit and automatically trigger the function of 'life and death thought'. No matter when and where Nangong is dead, as long as he can feel it in his heart, the Yi Soul Sword can appear at any time, such as the scene now..."

"What exactly are the two and three after that?"

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