On that day, Jian Lin waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for Jian Rumeng.

In the end, the sun set, accompanied by the blood-red sky, Jian Rumeng came belatedly, looking at Jian Lin's apologetic head lightly.

At that moment, Jian Lin had already discovered the abnormality on Jian Rumeng's body. Her delicate body continued to tremble slightly, and her black hair broke a lot, no longer so flat and supple. Not only that, Jian Lin even saw a little blood stain on the corner of Jian Rumeng's lips. So, he looked at Jian Rumeng and was about to dance the sword, and he also said from the bottom of his heart: "Sister Rumeng, why don't you forget it today?"

"No, Lin'er, you have to see clearly. Because this will be the last time Sister Rumeng will teach you swordsmanship. ”

Just when Jian Lin was stunned when he heard this, Jian Rumeng had gradually held the sword and danced. This time, Jian Rumeng's movements were very slow, so slow that Jian Lin could clearly see every move and style. With the movement of the sword like a dream, her white dress gradually revealed the color of blood. Eventually, most of Jian Rumeng's dress was dyed red. Looking at this scene, Jian Lin Fang knew why Jian Rumeng was dancing so slowly. Thinking of Jian Rumeng's words just now, Jian Lin's eyes were already red, but he still carefully observed every move and style of Jian Rumeng.

In the middle of the night, the sword was still dancing slowly. And Jian Lin's gaze also stared at the afterglow of the sword in Jian Rumeng's hand, constantly dancing and shining. Finally, Jian Rumeng stopped moving, looked at Jian Lin and smiled bitterly: "I don't know how much you have seen clearly, but what my sister can do for you has already been done." You can't practice, so don't expect too much in the future. Sister Rumeng, I'm leaving......"

"Sister Rumeng, who were you injured by......" Jian Lin asked in a sobbing voice.

"Lin'er, this world is not as beautiful as you see. Now you shouldn't worry about too many things. Because, you don't know its qualifications yet. In the future, An An will take care of your mother, and then marry a wife and spend this short life......"

"Sister Rumeng, can I hug you again?" Looking at Jian Rumeng's delicate back as he left, Jian Lin shouted.

As soon as the words came out, Jian Rumeng's body stiffened slightly, but after a few breaths, he still left resolutely.

That day was an unforgettable day for Jianlin, and it was also a nightmare day. Because, he knew that he would never see her again. He stared closely at the back of Jian Rumeng's departure until she disappeared. Eventually, with a howl that lasted for more than ten breaths, Jian Lin danced his sword like crazy. Thinking of Jian Rumeng's appearance of being injured and unable to do anything, thinking of his mother crying but only comforting himself, thinking of his pitiful appearance of being driven out of the Qinglan Sword Sect by his biological father and not even being able to step into it.

Jianlin, I can't stop the sword in my hand anymore!

Eventually, it wasn't until Jianlin was exhausted that he understood the importance of cultivation and the importance of having power. He wants to change. So, he danced with his sword in his hand again. At that moment, Jian Lin unconsciously remembered the appearance of Jian Rumeng dancing the sword just now. As a result, his thoughts became clearer.

Finally, Jian Lin's heart swam with the sword light in his memory and waved it again.

Finally, Jian Lin's consciousness was devoted to cultivation for the first time. The formless and colorless aura in the atmosphere gradually changed in his eyes. It turned into a little bit of blood. It's like the blood rhyme on Jian Rumeng's body just now.

Finally, Jian Lin, who was once helpless for cultivation, sensed the existence of aura for the first time.

Others always told him what the aura was like and how to perceive it. But Jianlin used those methods, but he always didn't know why. It was also because of this that he was unable to practice. Perhaps, it was because his father Jian Lan and others put too much pressure on him that he was confused, so he was unable to practice.

Knowing what the aura looked like, my mind fell into it. Jian Lin also suddenly understood the cultivation method of the Ruifan Realm, he needed to cultivate the aura naturally absorbed in his body, to grow it and become strong......

After Jianlin's mother learned that he was able to practice, she was overjoyed and at the same time painstakingly persuaded him to give up his past memories and forget Jian Rumeng.

Looking at his pleading mother, Jianlin couldn't refuse, so he could only agree. Finally, he was determined to forget about the sword like a dream. It's just that he wants to give his mother back an identity. At least, he is Jian Lan's son, and his mother was also Jian Lan's woman. So, he wanted to send his mother back to the Qinglan Sword Sect so that she could enjoy her old age in peace.

A year later, when Jianlin was seventeen years old, he finally entered the Enlightenment Realm. Unbelievably, since he was able to gather his qi to cultivate, his cultivation speed has also skyrocketed.

A year later, Jian Lin was eighteen years old, and now he already had the cultivation of the Nine Realms of Enlightenment.

After that, Jian Lin once again embarked on the Qinglan Sword Sect.

Jian Lin's ghostly cultivation speed finally shocked Jian Lan. After learning that Jian Lin's purpose was just to let his mother live in the mountain and have the resources to assist in his cultivation, Jian Lan also agreed. After all, Jianlin is also his son, and it is reasonable for his mother to give his mother a comfortable life. So Jianlin's mother lived in the mountains, and Jianlin wanted to leave, but he was retained by Jianlan and given him the qualifications to participate in various trials. Obviously, Jian Lan was also curious about how far his son could go.

That year, Jian Wushuang was not in the sect because he was out on a rampage. As a result, Jianlin was accepted by the Qinglan Sword Sect and got the opportunity to freely enter and leave the sect and complete the tasks of the sect.

That day, Jian Lin saw Jian Rumeng again, but he thought of the words he had promised his mother, and he also ignored them and stepped aside.

At that moment, Jian Lin didn't notice that the corners of Jian Rumeng's eyes were gradually becoming moist......

Finally, when the New Year arrived, Jian Wushuang returned to the Qinglan Sword Sect again. It's just that after he entered the sect, he saw Jianlin. Compared to Jian Lin's cultivation in the Triple Realm of Transforming Spirits, it seemed that Jian Lin's ability to appear in the sect made him even more annoyed. So, Jian Wushuang immediately shot and seriously injured him, and walked away angrily.

Although Jian Lin was less than nineteen that year, he already had the cultivation of the Triple Realm of Transforming Spirits, and such an achievement was indeed terrifying. It's just that compared to Jian Wushuang, who is known as a demon, Jian Lin is still too much worse.

Because, at the age of twenty-two that year, Jian Wushuang already had a half-step ascension combat power. Xiuwei is looking at the Qinglan Dynasty, and it has also reached the top five!

For Jian Wushuang's bullying, Jian Lin was not impressed. Because that kind of trivial thing was not enough for him to be hostile to the sword warrior.

Because, he still wants his mother to live in the Qinglan Sword Sect. So, Jianlin chose to be patient.

However, what Jian Lin didn't expect was that the next morning, he would see it with his own eyes...... Nightmare!