When Ling Yi woke up, he felt that his whole body was relaxed, his limbs were comfortable, as if he had just finished soaking in a hot spring, his whole body was warm, and his strength had broken through again, reaching the strength of a third-grade great martial artist.

Stretch your body and look around, it's still in the banquet hall, but there are no other people.

Standing up, only Ah Hai was asleep on the side, not knowing that Ling Yi had already come.

When he walked to the door and opened the door of the banquet hall, a ray of warm sun shone on his face, and it seemed that it was already the morning of the next day.

The sudden sound of the door opening woke up Ah Hai, who was still asleep, and he quickly stood up and looked at the ground, where Ling Yi, who was originally cross-legged, had disappeared.

In a panic, Ah Hai was about to shout, but when he saw Ling Yi standing outside the door stretching his waist, he was relieved and walked to Ling Yi's side, Ah Hai asked, "How is it?"

"It's okay, just broke through a level!"

"Damn, you've broken through again?"

Ling Yi nodded and said, "For the breakthrough, the murderous aura on my body has already dissipated, it's not bad!"

"Demon, demon!" Ah Hai also had to admire his brother!

"Big brother, what about them?" Ling Yi asked.

Ah Hai replied: "They asked me to guard you last night, and then I went to rest, and this morning I vaguely heard that I should have gone to the back mountain to fight in the ring!"

"Hey, Houshan, why not here, isn't there a square and a ring?" Ling Yi asked, pointing to the square not far away from yesterday.

"I don't know, it seems that everyone has gone to the back mountain, should we go and see it too?" Ah Hai suggested.

Ling Yi replied, "You go, I'll go shopping!"

"Okay, I'll see if there's a fight to fight!"

Ling Yi looked at Ah Hai in the distance, and walked to a garden not far away.

Although it has snowed on the mountain, it doesn't seem to feel cold under the warm sun.

Ling Yi walked slowly, looking left and right, breathing freely in the garden with the fragrance of earth and flower petals.

The more he walked into the garden, the more comfortable Ling Yi felt, and he seemed to have returned to the garden in the Duke's Mansion in Jizhou as he did yesterday.

The farther he went, everyone was watching the ring match in the back mountain today, and no one was here in the garden.

Ling Yi walked and walked, unconsciously stepping over a plank road that said idlers should not enter, passing through the flowers, and coming to a courtyard.

Here, apart from the chirping of birds and the "buzzing" of bees, there is not a single sound, as if it were a paradise.

"There must be a fairy living here!" Looking at the layout of the courtyard, Ling Yi guessed that there should be a beautiful woman living here.

"The falling flowers are ruthless, and the people have not returned, and the snow drifts and the heart has failed!"

Just as Ling Yi was immersed in the small courtyard, a voice suddenly interrupted his thoughts.

This voice is somewhat familiar, I don't know where I've heard it.

"Come in, I've been waiting for you here for a long time!" Suddenly the voice sounded again.

Ling Yi looked around, there was no figure, it seemed that the owner of the voice was talking to himself.

Slowly walked into the courtyard, behind a few plum trees, in front of the main room of the courtyard, Ling Yi saw a white-haired old man sitting in front of a stone table.

Ling Yi stepped forward to salute: "Junior Wu Lingyi, I've seen my seniors!"

"Come and sit down!" the old man looked at Ling Yi, his eyes flashing, and a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Ling Yi stepped forward and sat down opposite the old man.

But the old man pointed to a stone bench beside him and said, "Come and sit beside me!"

Ling Yi had no choice but to get up and sit down beside the old man.

The old man looked at Ling Yi and didn't speak for a long time, as if he was stunned.

Although it was the first time for Ling Yi to meet the old man, he saw a kind and kind look on the old man's face, which made Ling Yi feel warm!

"Three points like her, seven points more like him!" the old man said suddenly.

"Huh?" Ling Yi didn't know what the old man meant, but he didn't want to ask.

"Your master has already gone back, you just stay here for a few more days, it's best not to leave in the future!" the old man spoke again, and put his palm on the top of Ling Yi's head, stroking it gently.

When Ling Yi heard this, he knew that this old man was the owner of the voice that invited Chu Nanfei to tea yesterday, but what was even more strange to him was that what did the old man mean when he said, "Don't leave in the future"?

"Son, can you tell me about the past few years?

"Okay!" Ling Yi agreed, without a trace of concealment intention, from fleeing with his sister, to Shenwu Mountain, to separating his sister and brother, to Haoran Academy, and finally talking about the Youzhou battlefield.

Of course, there are some things that Ling Yi didn't say, such as his own life experience, such as Uncle Shengnu, such as the artifact Shifang!

"Over the years, I've suffered you, your sister and I will help you get it back!"

Ling Yi looked at the old man suspiciously, he was wondering why this old man gave him a kind feeling, and this old man cared about his sister and brother very much between the lines.

"Grandpa, why do you care so much about me?"

Ling Yi changed from the previous "senior" to "old grandfather".

"It's that I owe you too much to your brothers and sisters, and I just want to make up for it!"

"Owed?" Ling Yi didn't know where to start with this, but after thinking about it, this is Lingxiao Palace, Wei Yinan's surname is Wei, so this old man and the elders who may be Wei Yinan, and most importantly, the surname Wei.

His mother is also surnamed Wei, and Wu Qing once said that his uncle is a person who even respects the royal family, and Ling Yi seems to have thought of something!

Turning his head and looking at the old man blankly, Ling Yi asked softly, "You are also surnamed Wei?"

The old man nodded slightly: "Have you already guessed it?"

Ling Yi stood up abruptly and asked in a trembling voice, "Are you...... You are ......"

"Hey, kid, you guessed right, I'm your grandfather!" the old man's eyes were already hazy with tears.

"You're really ......" Ling Yi couldn't shout those two words.

Trembling his body, Ling Yi felt that all the strength in his body had disappeared, trembling, weak, but a little excited.

"Don't blame grandpa, child, it's all grandpa who is incapable, hey!" the old man said sadly.

"But, why? Why ......" Ling Yi didn't know what to say, his mind was completely confused, and he had too many questions.

"It's hard to say, I know you're blaming grandpa, blaming grandpa for not ......" the old man said, tears finally flowed, choked and speechless, he knew that Ling Yi would definitely blame him.

In Lingyi's world, there has never been the concept of "grandpa", and even the word "uncle" was heard from Grandpa Wu Qing when he was fleeing!

"Hey, grandpa can't help himself, when I hear what happened to your grandfather and father, I am also grieved, and finally your mother disappeared, I am even more angry, but grandpa can't do anything!"

Ling Yi looked at the old man's tears, he didn't know how to comfort him, and he didn't know whether to blame the old man!

The old man looked at Ling Yi's appearance and continued: "There are some things that involve big secrets, I can't tell you, I just want to tell you that after your martial arts family suffered, I also sent people to find the whereabouts of your brothers and sisters, and also sent people to find your mother, but there are no clues! Grandpa is incompetent, incompetent......"

"Why, do you ......" Ling Yi didn't know whether to question this grandfather who met for the first time, but he didn't know it before, and he wouldn't be delusional in his heart, but now that he knew that his mother actually had such a background, why did Ling Xiao Palace ignore it, or as the grandfather of the world's powerhouse, why didn't he make a move, thinking that there was such a peerless master as him, plus such strength, not to mention the empire, even if there were few forces in the entire continent that dared to make a move against the martial arts!

"I know what you're going to ask, but the existence of Lingxiao Palace has other meanings, it's not that I don't want to make a move, it's just that as the ruler of Lingxiao Palace, we are burdened with our own mission, as long as we reach the Martial Saint level, we can't take a step out of Qingzhou!

Looking at the old man's appearance, Ling Yi didn't know what to say, maybe the old man really had his own hardships, thinking that his parents were only in attendance at the ceremony, which father would not want to attend his daughter's wedding? Maybe this old man is really burdened with too many responsibilities, if he did it before, Ling Yi couldn't understand it, but after joining the army for a year, Ling Yi understood too many truths, and it was like this, he couldn't afford to hate the old man!

The old man continued: "This is your mother's courtyard back then, the entire sea of flowers in Lingxiao Palace was planted by your mother since she was a child, since your mother got married, I have been taking care of the garden for her, I am afraid that she will come back one day and see that Lingxiao Palace has changed, I don't know it, I don't like it!"

"Is this where my mother lived? Are these the flowers and plants that my mother planted with her own hands?" Ling Yi asked as he stroked a flower and tree.

No wonder I love the flowers and plants here so much, it turned out that this was planted by my mother herself, looking at the spotless cleaning here, and then looking at these flowers and plants, Ling Yi knew that his grandfather really loved his mother, and he was always thinking about his mother.

Ling Yi walked lightly through the garden, towards his mother's room, where there was a faint scent of sandalwood, which was exactly the fragrance that his mother liked back then.

Retreat from the wooden door, the inside is elegant and simple, but this layout makes Ling Yi, who swore not to shed tears again, shed a tear, this is what his mother's bedroom looks like in his memory, everything here is exactly the same as the way his mother cleaned up the house in his memory.

"Poof", Ling Yi really couldn't hold on, his feet were weak, he just sat on the floor of the bedroom, looking at everything that was both familiar and unfamiliar, his heart hurt, he missed his sister, his mother, his father, and his grandfather!

The old man looked at Ling Yi who was slumped to the ground, and did not step forward to help, but looked at Ling Yi with tears in his eyes, his face full of apologies. Looking at everything in the room again, he missed it so much, every time he was afraid to enter this room.

Time seems to stand still, and Ling Yi's emotions of grief, nostalgia, and anger are constantly intertwined in his heart!

I don't know how long it took, the grief-stricken Ling Yi finally stood up, turned his body, faced the direction of the old man, and knelt down with a pop, trembling in a trembling voice: "Grandpa!"

"Huh!"

A "grandpa" called the old man's heart Su, and hurriedly stepped forward to support Ling Yi, and said: "Good boy, you have suffered, grandpa slowly compensates you, don't worry, I have sent someone out to find the whereabouts of your sister and mother, I will definitely find them!"

"Grandpa......" Ling Yi hugged the old man in his arms, feeling that the world had become quiet and warm, except for Sun Ze and a few others, he finally found his relatives, he enjoyed the warmth of being held in the arms of his elders!