Hearing this, the young man also expanded his vision into the distance, and said with great yearning: "When I become a strong person in the future, I will definitely wave the sword in my hand for those who are weak and in need of help, and become the real strong person that my father said!"

The burly man smiled heartily, because he knew that Ling Tian was kind by nature and was a veritable Son of Destiny, but he only claimed to be the Son of Destiny, but in fact he was not in real name.

The demon clan is rampant and unscrupulous, only if you survive the demon catastrophe, can you truly defeat the demon king, but that pain and suffering hope not to change your nature. Because the true Heavenly Gate Divine Sword will only burst out with the power of the Eight Directions when you have your true nature.

The burly man turned around and put his hand on the young man's shoulder, and said with unwavering conviction: "This king believes in you, and the future road depends on you, no matter where you are, this king will watch you silently." After tomorrow, you will be the only inheritor of the Heavenly Gate Divine Sword. ”

The wind swelled, blowing up patches of colorful petals, flapping and swirling in front of and behind the two of them. It seems to be rejoicing, as if it is walking, as if it is celebrating.

"Really, am I really qualified to be the heir of the Heavenly Gate Divine Sword?!" The young man was overjoyed, and his face was full of anticipation.

"Of course, only you can unleash the true power of the Heavenly Gate Divine Sword!" The burly man's voice was deep.

The young man suddenly paused, and said with some trepidation: "My brother is so powerful, why didn't my father teach my brother the Heavenly Gate Divine Sword?"

"Although your brother is extremely talented, your strength is actually not weaker than your brother's, but you can't use it yet.

"Besides, your brother's heart is cold and numb, and he can't bring out the true strength of the Heavenly Gate Divine Sword. It's just that you have to understand that even if the whole world dislikes you and snubs you, only your brother will be desperate to protect you, and you should understand this. ”

After all, the burly man didn't say the most fundamental reason, that is, Ling Tian was the legendary Son of Destiny.

It was only during his recent visit to the God of Destiny that he learned that Ling Tian was the Child of Destiny, but it was too late for him to teach Ling Tian how to fight, and he had to make up for his regrets in this last day.

The god of destiny controls the future, and the child of destiny is the meaning of the existence of Tianmen and the key to creating a future world.

Thinking that his brother had not returned from going out in the past few years, the young man's face was filled with depression and worry.

"Is that brother doing well outside?" he said in a weak voice.

The burly man's lips arced, and his voice was soft: "Your brother is not so fragile, you don't have to worry about it." I heard that you are all good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, can you have Yaxing to show this king?"

The loss on the young man's face was fleeting, and he said with joy on his face: "Okay! As long as my father is willing, I can show my skills at any time!"

The burly man raised his right hand, and a chic, delicately crafted guqin flashed on his rough palm.

He handed the guqin to the young man and pleaded, "Then you will have to dedicate a song to this king." ”

The young man rubbed his nose, took the guqin, walked to a grass surrounded by flowers, and sat down to stroke the qin.

The sound of the piano is long, echoing in the ears and lingering in the heart.

The breeze blows, the grass and flowers sway, the petals swirl, gorgeous and beautiful.

The fast and slow rhythm tugs at the heartstrings, and the sad and desolate notes seem to tell the sadness of the past. Pictures appeared in the young man's mind, and he closed his eyes in intoxication.

The sound of the piano is still the same, and the tears that can't be stopped at the corners of the eyes are sublimated and soaring into the air under the illumination of the golden sun.

Once my father was snubbed again and again, once ridiculed again and again, and once practiced hard again and again......

Ling Tian endured the same sadness and poignancy as the young man, and the images that the young man remembered appeared in Ling Tian's mind, and the pain that seeped into the bone marrow was as real as his own experience. He now truly understands that the young man is exactly who he used to be.

A few crystal tears gradually slipped down the side of Ling Tian's face, his eyes were covered by the red hair in front of him, and the moist eye sockets were not revealed.

The burly man's eyes were moist, and tears rolled down like pearls with broken threads.

The reason why Ling Tian became a wasted person was all because of his fault, but he chose to numb his heart by snubbing Ling Tian. At this moment, guilt and remorse were mixed, which made him grief-stricken.

With the last high-pitched sound, the wind suddenly became restless. The surrounding large petals were swept up by the wind, offering sincere wishes for the last note.

The burly man wiped away his tears and applauded: "The sound of the piano is like flowing, full of affection, superb skills, and tear-inducing, it is really good to play!"

The young man also wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, got up and sniffed, and said with a smile: "This is nothing powerful, I can still sing, chant poems, and punch for my father." ”

The sun was shining, and the burly man sat among the flowers, calmly admiring the talents of the young man. Sometimes he bowed his head, sometimes applauded, sometimes relieved, sometimes sad.

After appreciating the talents of the young man, the burly man danced the sword in front of the young man and taught him carefully.

Then the picture in front of them suddenly changed, and the two came to the river to splash water and play, as if the two were children.

The splashed water droplets were translucent and there was not a trace of filth. Surrounded by flowers and plants, butterflies fly with the wind, and petals fly.

The two then traveled to the mountains and rivers, picked flowers and butterflies, talked and laughed freely, and were endlessly happy.

Yin Hong's sun was also infected by the laughter of the two, and it bloomed with warm light with all its might.

The youth was too tired to continue walking. The burly man continued to wander around with the young man on his back, and the young man also enjoyed the beautiful scenery at the top of the firmament, eager to engrave every corner clearly in his mind.

It was already the afterglow of the sunset, the tired birds were returning to their nests, the sky was crimson and bright, and the sunset was hazy on the ground.

The young man was exhausted from play, and he fell asleep with his head on the burly man's back.

Even breathing from the young man's nose fell on the burly man's sturdy back, and he muttered, "Father, you must always be by my side, as long as you are there, I will definitely be able to ...... Get stronger. ”

The burly man's heart felt as if it had been cut by a knife, and he thought that after so many years, he had become indifferent, and he would no longer feel the pain of his heart. It's a pity that when it comes to life and death in the end, it is still painful after all.

Two tear stains like flowing water slid down his cheeks on both sides, and a deep voice squeezed out of his lips: "Son, I love you, I'm sorry ......"

A red flower behind the two of them withered abruptly, the bright petals fell one after another, and the branches of Cangcui withered abruptly, losing their vitality.

The picture in front of me was flipped again. Ling Tian's eyes were ruddy at this moment, and he turned to look at this earth-shaking picture.

It is a room with a neat floor and a quaint style. Outside the window, there was still a hazy night and a few white stars, which could be seen that it was early in the morning when the night had not completely washed the night.

PS: Another chapter will arrive soon, although these chapters are written about memories, but there is a lot of information, and these chapters of memories are also quite an important part.