Mo Qian helped Qing Ling to sit up and looked at her with a solemn expression.

If from the beginning, he chose not to be restrained and defenseless, and let her grow up according to her own temperament, would the child in front of him embark on a completely different path from the beginning?

Mo Qian stretched out the index and middle fingers of her right hand, and pointed at Qing Ling's eyebrows with spiritual power, probing her divine cultivation.

"You said that before Luo Heng passed away, he forcibly injected the Five Spirit Source Power into your body?"

Qing Ling recalled the scene of the day at this time, his mood was quite complicated, and he nodded lightly.

Mo Qian said: "To cultivate the Five Spiritual Source Powers, you need to release the demon consciousness in your blood, and the Qingyun Sword sealed in your body has always suppressed the demon consciousness, so you have been imprisoned in the cultivation of the exercises since you were a child, and you can't achieve great success." Today, I will unseal the Qingyun Sword and completely restore your original physique. ”

After finishing speaking, his fingertips stretched out again, controlling Qing Ling's body with extremely powerful divine power.

Qing Ling opened his mouth to speak, but he was a step too late, and in an instant, he was locked by Mo Qian's divine sense, and even his thinking consciousness was immediately blurred.

Vaguely, she had an instinctive resistance, wanting to refuse to separate from Qingyun Sword, but at the same time, she seemed to have a longing, longing for new life and freedom......

The process of Mo Qian's unsealing of the Qingyun Sword and the Xuanting Sword was much gentler than Luo Heng's almost bone-cramping crushing that day. Then, a powerful but warm force slowly poured into her limbs and blood, along the boundary connected by her divine consciousness.

Qing Ling only felt that his mind was clear in an instant, as if ten thousand rays of light had been empowered, making every part of his body sensitive and clear.

A power that had never been experienced before began to sprout and grow, and waves of vines spread into the flesh and blood, and then gathered back in waves, accumulating on the point between the eyebrows.

Some of the images in my memory began to have a new interpretation.

The people in the enchantment have long hair flying, purple clothes fluttering, and their momentum is cold and fierce. When she looked up, she saw that his pair of golden-red demon eyes were looking at her with an unprecedentedly strange look, looking fixedly......

Why did he look at himself like that?

Why?

Ah, yes, this new power in the bones and blood also surged in time and space at that time!

It's the man beside him, it's him......

A gentle smile at the corner of her lips was quiet and peaceful, and seemed to contain a hint of bitterness......

It was him, what message did he convey with such power......

Therefore, those golden-red demon eyes looked at her with surprise and joy.

"You really look like your mother...... But these eyes ...... I was in the enchantment just now...... It's like ...... in a mirror."

He...... Is it her father?

He turned out to be her father.

The same origin, the same blood, the same power......

She and him have never known each other, but they have always been connected.

From the very beginning of the chaos of life, she and him, in fact, have always been connected......

The last obstacle was broken through, and the powerful internal force penetrated into every subtlety of Qing Ling's body, agitating and erecting!

She opened her eyes suddenly.

In the clear and clear eyes, a scorching golden-red halo is bewitching, treacherous, and looks at all beings.

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Yun Yan twisted a stealth trick and guarded outside the door of the inner hall.

The Tang court was quite clean, and there were no patrolling soldiers passing through. There was silence all around, and if you listened carefully, it seemed that you could faintly hear the cry of the green spirit coming from the inner hall.

He didn't understand very well that this Emperor Yan of Chaoyan, who was in power in the Eastern Continent, seemed to be supreme and arrogant in front of people, but once he got along with him in private, he always showed a sad and resentful look.

All the people he had come into contact with and who knew something about the political situation in the Eastern Continent had confirmed categorically without exception that this Qingling Emperor, who was born from the previous generation of Emperor Hao, had a noble bloodline, the power to vibrate the imperial situation, and a position above the queen of Chaoyan, and it can be said that she is the most powerful woman in the Eastern Continent.

But in Yunyan's opinion, she seems to have been living very unhappy all along, and even eager to get rid of all this power and glory.

Didn't you just have some unbearable rumors with her brother Wang?

Yun Yan once thought about it puzzled.

In the house of princes and nobles, there are many dirty and dirty things, as long as they can gain power and profit in the end, there are still countless people scrambling to be the first. What's more, this Qingling Emperor has already moved out of the palace, even if the old matter of staying in the emperor's bedroom for a short time is still criticized, his brother and sister have enough ability to block this leisurely crowd.

Why do you have to leave home and abandon your country and flee to the Western Continent?

But on the other hand, he seemed to empathize with her joys and sorrows, and unconsciously wanted to push her in the direction of peace and happiness.

Therefore, when she first asked to borrow Lieyang, he refused.

knew that this was the best chance to capture her and then control the Qingyun Sword......

Qianju said to him more than once: "When my father died in front of the Chaoyan Array in Xianxia Pass, you were still young, but you also swore that it was your life's wish to weaken Chaoyan. Although we don't have the strength to confront them head-to-head now, as long as the Qingyun Sword is in our hands, it is equivalent to grasping the initiative. In the future war of revenge, we can fight when we want, and how we want! Your brother's long-cherished wish since childhood will eventually come true! ”

Yun Yan tried, looking for this mark that belonged to his youth. Whether it's a piece of paper or a blurry image, but nothing is gained. The memories lost after recovering from a serious illness seem to be forever sealed. He also used some channels privately to inquire about his past, and the answers he received were basically the same: he was the prince of the Lieyang Kingdom, acting freely and wantonly, loving beauty, and was a well-known wanderer in the Lieyang Country.

He felt extremely lost, didn't know who to trust, and then who he really was.

He tries to live his life as described, recklessly, hoping to regain his lost memories, but he can't help but feel disgusted.

He doesn't love beauty, nor does he love a luxurious and dissolute life, and deep in his heart, it seems that he has a vacant piece that can never be filled, and he doesn't know what he wants and what kind of life he wants to live......

Therefore, compared to the answers given by others, he still prefers to prefer a thousand descriptions.

He may really be a man with a heart for revenge.

Therefore, the powerful cultivation in his body would make his blood boil from time to time, and he always had an impulse to escape......

He reconstructs the memories that cannot be retrieved, and reconstructs the life that belongs to Wang Ziyunyan.

Perhaps, once the wish for revenge is realized, the fog that has been covering his mind will dissipate.

Perhaps, once he has more chips, Brother Wang will help him regain more of his lost memories......

Yun Yan stood outside the door of the inner hall, trying to suppress the inexplicable complex feelings of Xia Shicai stepping into the Chongwu Mountain Gate, and persuaded himself to gradually make up his mind.

No matter what happens later, no matter whether Qingling will give up his plan to go to Beilu or not, he will do his best to get the Qingyun Divine Sword!

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Qing Ling felt that his whole person was different.

She slowly opened her eyes, only to see the glow in front of her, one green and one Xuan, two divine swords, side by side on the ground.

She stretched out her hands, holding one on the left and one on the left, only to feel that the divine power interacted in an instant, and her whole body was full of strength.

"You don't have a hard time controlling any of them now. Over time, when you have cultivated the Five Spirits Divine Power to a certain level, it may not be impossible to control the two swords of Qingyun and Xuanting at the same time, and even add the Baihong Sword as a teacher. ”

Mo Qian supported the ground with one hand, pressed the other hand to his chest, and said weakly.

Qing Ling noticed the strangeness of the master, left Qingyun Xuanting, and stepped forward to support him.

"Master! What happened to you? ”

Chongwu Shengjun, who was once white-clothed and silver-haired, and looked like an immortal, seemed to be old at this time, and only a broken and wrinkled body remained, sitting weakly.

He pushed Qing Ling away slightly, trying to maintain a solemn sitting posture, and said solemnly: "You don't care about me, just remember every word I say now."

What you are doing now...... opened your innate powerful primordial spirit, plus the five spirit source power that Luo Heng passed on to you...... It's enough for you to surpass anyone in the Demon Race and the Protoss and become the strongest martial artist in the Eastern Continent.

Master wants you to use this power to ...... Protect the people you want to protect and live the life you want to live...... From now on, you will be free to do whatever you want, and you don't have to be restrained by others......"

Qing Ling faintly realized something, and then recalled the change in the strength in Shicai's body, and couldn't help but tremble his lips, "Master, what are you talking about...... The number one master in the Eastern Continent has always been you...... It's my master......"

When I was a child, because I was afraid of being questioned by the master, I dodged and cheated, what kind of tricks were not used? followed Li Zhong and the two of them, and there were many complaints behind their backs that the master was cold-blooded and stern and critical. But in her heart, she knew very well that as a disciple of Chongwu Holy Monarch Moqian, she was actually extremely proud and proud. When I meet people outside, the most common sentence is: "My master is the number one master of the Protoss!" ”

Now that this once-unattainable title of glory suddenly fell on his head, Qing Ling's heart did not have half a point of joy, but only boundless fear......

Mo Qian raised his hand with difficulty and stroked Qing Ling's cheek.

"Master has waited until today, and his life has come to an end. There are no regrets about being able to pass on the rest of your cultivation to you before you pass away. I, in fact, don't know how to be a master...... I have no skills, but I can't teach all my disciples, so that you and your senior brothers will be humiliated in front of others......"

Qing Ling had already burst into tears at this time, grabbed Mo Qian's hand and hissed, "What does this have to do with Master!" It's all my own fault! ”

She shook her head messily and pleaded, "Master, why did you say such a thing? Please don't talk nonsense, okay! ”

Mo Qian's expression was indifferent, "I have always adhered to the legacy of your ancestors, staying away from strife and seeking peace in everything. Back then, in order to save the people from the suffering of war and peace in the Eastern Continent, I persuaded your mother to marry into the Chaoyan royal family...... Three hundred years later, in order to maintain this superficial peace, I know that sending you to the Suzaku Palace may ruin the happiness of your life...... But it still didn't stop.

I've always been like that...... Even now, I know that many of my choices may be wrong, but I still naturally go all the way wrong......"

But when life finally came to an end, when I looked back, whether it was a sect or a lintel, it was just a name.

Tens of millions of years later, in fact, what is the meaning?

The world and all the people, after a long time, will be united, and if they are together for a long time, they will be divided.

How can a few people make a sacrifice to change?

He has worked hard all his life to seek peace, hard practice, and compromise in the cracks of the struggle for power in the dynasty, but in the end, has he ever succeeded?

The woman he liked, he never showed the slightest admiration for her. The children who were raised by their own hands were more in awe of him than attached to him, and they never had a heart-to-heart conversation with him or a moment of joy. He has never had the worldly pleasures in this world in his life, and he will never get them.

Mo Qian sighed faintly and looked at the weeping Qing Ling in front of him, "You are different from Master.

You have always been a child who follows your heart and pursues true happiness, regardless of the eyes of others and the old rules.

What Master can do now is to give you the ability to do whatever you want, so that you can protect the people you want to protect and do what you like from now on......

The major affairs of the family and the country, there are people who are concerned about the power of the world to worry about, and the master only hopes that you will be a free and happy person. ”

Mo Qian slowly closed his eyes, and his voice escaped with deep exhaustion.

"Just as you have regarded me as a father, I have always regarded you as my own daughter......

As a father, shouldn't he spoil his daughter and let her be willful and capricious at the right time? ”

It's a pity......

It's a pity......

This choice, he did, was too late.