It has been three months since the fall of Xisha City, and it was at this time that Ling Yi came to Xisha City for the first time.

The Rakshasa army burned and looted in the city for more than a month, and now it has retreated outside the Yanmen Pass, leaving behind the ruins of the city.

Even though Ling Yi has experienced a lot of killings and seen a lot of refugees, when he came to Xisha City and saw the ruins here, his heart couldn't help but tremble.

Walking through the ruins of the city, Ling Yi found a small figure rummaging through things, a girl about seven years old, with a hungry face, a thin body, and ragged clothes. Seeing Ling Yi coming, he was very vigilant and hid the things in his hand behind him.

Ling Yi came closer, took a step forward, and the girl took two steps back.

"I don't have any malicious intent, I just want to inquire with you about a place," Ling Yi said softly, for fear of scaring the little girl.

Seeing that Ling Yi had a handsome face and clear eyes, the girl gave people a warm feeling, and nodded with a smile.

"What's your name?"

"Li Jun," the girl replied with a smile.

"What about your parents?"

"Dead," the girl replied with a smile.

"How did you die?"

"War" still smiles, but there are tears in the corners of his eyes.

"Are you looking for something to eat here?"

Nodding, the girl smiled and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, trying to show strength.

The girl's smile was distressing, but there was a glimmer of hope in her eyes.

Ling Yi took out two cakes from her bag and handed them to the girl, who took them excitedly, and her smile became sweeter. But instead of taking a bite, she took the cake into her arms.

"Do you know where the Duke's Palace was?"

The girl smiled and shook her head.

That's right, more than ten years have passed since the Wu clan was martyred, and she really won't know at her age.

"Can you take me to the biggest mansion in town, then?"

The girl thought for a moment and motioned for Ling Yi to follow her. After walking about three miles, the girl pointed to the pile of ruins ahead, which looked less like what had been done now, but more like a ruin that had been formed over the years.

With great luck, I turned over the location of what might have been the gate, and found a plaque, and vaguely saw the words "Ducal Palace". Looking at these words, Ling Yi sighed and walked into the void.

It took about half an hour to inspect the ruins, but I didn't find anything abnormal, and I was just about to turn around.

"Is the big brother looking for something?" asked the little girl curiously.

Ling Yi realized that the little girl had been following him all along, and had not left, so he nodded.

"Follow me" The little girl pulled the corner of Ling Yi's clothes and walked towards the dilapidated garden behind the ruins.

When she came to a rockery, the girl saw that there was no one around, held a stone, and began to rotate with a horse's steps, but the strength was too small to turn.

Ling Yi was curious, stepped forward and pressed the little girl's method, and with a force, the stone turned, and a hole appeared under the rockery, just enough for one person to pass.

"This is what my cousin found out last year, he only told me one person, but unfortunately my cousin is dead, I wanted to hide here with my brother, but I couldn't open the door here. ”

"Do you have a younger brother?" Ling Yi looked at her in surprise, "Are you taking care of him alone?"

Smiling and nodding, the girl was very strange: am I so surprised to take care of my brother?

The two of them went down to the ground, and the door behind them closed automatically.

Ling Yi took out a stone to illuminate, the little girl was very surprised, the stone can also be used as a candle, and it is brighter than the candle flame, illuminating the entire underground kiln.

"There is nothing here except a table and chair and a few books, which was the case when I came down last year," the little girl explained.

Ling Yi walked around the cellar and found nothing useful.

The two stood quietly, Ling Yi always felt that something was calling him, but he couldn't grasp the feeling. Walked back and forth two or three times.

In the end, Ling Yi took out a giant hammer from the ring, and suddenly the breath in the kiln was depressed, Ling Yi grabbed the feeling, picked up the hammer, and smashed the wall with a hammer.

At this time, a dark grid about three zhang long appeared on the wall, and there was a halberd lying quietly inside, and the power in Ling Yi's perception came from this halberd.

Putting away the giant hammer, Ling Yi reached out and grabbed the halberd. Ling Yi knew that this was the weapon used by his grandfather - the Red Dragon Halberd, a nine-grade spiritual weapon, a rare spiritual weapon in the whole continent!

When the red dragon halberd starts, there is a feeling of intimacy, but also a feeling of rejection. Cordial because this is grandpa's weapon, a weapon that accompanies him to fight all his life; rejection is because the spirit weapon is knowledgeable, except for the master, no one can let it surrender, and the low strength will even be counterattacked.

Gently wiping off the dust on the halberd, Ling Yi danced the two-style halberd method, which was really a treasure. The giant hammer can sense it, all because this halberd is from the master's handwriting, and it is the giant hammer that forged it!

After putting the red dragon halberd into the ring, Ling Yi found a letter in the dark compartment, and the words "Wu Ling's personal examination" were written on the envelope.

Wu Ling is Ling Yi's real name, and Ling Yi is his word.

Ling Yi opened the envelope and opened the letterhead, the handwriting on it was resolute, densely packed with a large article.

"My grandson Ling'er:

See the letter!

Grandpa was no longer there when you read this letter, and I don't know if you could see it, but I'll leave you some words.

Grandpa is gone, don't be sad, don't think about avenging me, a person should not only have hatred in his eyes, but also hope! This is what your grandmother said, I hope you can also have hope in your eyes, and not be blinded by hatred and killing. I just hope that you and your sister and your cousin are healthy, happy, and safe.

After reading the letter, you go to the pine and cypress trees in Shili Pavilion outside the city, put incense on your grandmother's grave, tell her that I went to look for her, and then give the letter to your father and them, I want to say sorry to them!

When my parents were killed by the rebels, I went to Shenwu Mountain at the age of nine, and was instructed by a master for half a month, and gave me the Red Dragon Halberd and Red Dragon Exercises. After going down the mountain, I practiced the halberd hard, and joined the army at the age of sixteen to kill the enemy, when the kings of the Wanbang Empire were numerous, the war was raging, I followed the king of Zhao to fight in the south and the north, and when I was nineteen years old, I was defeated and wounded, and fled to Xisha City.

There I was rescued by your grandmother, she was a kind-hearted person, she was bright and moving, and she was proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

I felt peace and tranquility that I had never felt in her, but the good times didn't last long, it was I who caused her to be ruined, and finally I rescued her from Xisha City.

I thought she would be blinded by hatred and that she would ask me to avenge her, but no, there was hope in her eyes.

After that, I took her to the first emperor Taizong, we also got married, I still fought everywhere, killing constantly, I still remember that year your father was fourteen, the second uncle was four years old, I went back to Xisha to meet your grandmother, because your grandmother is about to give birth.

Originally, the family was happily waiting for your sister-in-law to come to the world. But at that time, the killers of the Qiang Kingdom came to kill me, in that battle, your grandmother was stabbed with twelve swords in order to save me, and she also died in childbirth when the strong enemy retreated, leaving only your sister-in-law in her arms, and this sentence left to me: There should be no hatred in a person's eyes, but also hope!.

After I brought your father into the army for revenge, your second uncle and your aunt were sent to the Taoist Garden by me, I slaughtered the world, killed all the enemies, until I returned here twenty-nine years ago to look at your grandmother's grave and recall her words, I realized that I had disappointed her again, I was blinded by hatred, so after recovering Xisha City, I have been staying here, guarding your grandmother, guarding the Dongsheng Kingdom, guarding peace, guarding the last hope.

Among the three of your fathers, your second uncle hates me the most, hates me for killing your grandmother, hates me for sending your aunt to the palace, hates me for taking your father to give up your grandma's hope!

I'm telling you so much because I don't want you to lose everything like me, only with hope in your heart can you keep more happiness!

Finally, please be kind to my old fellow, and if you can't get it to confess, then find a master for it that still has hope in his eyes!"

After reading the letter, Ling Yi understood that his grandfather wanted him to live for hope, not for hatred, so what was hope?

Looking back at the little girl's eyes and smiles, maybe this is hope!

He led the little girl to open the cellar door and walked out. He asked the girl to take him to meet her brother, and she led him to a ruined temple on the outskirts of the city, opened the door and walked in.

Ling Yi entered the Taoist temple, there were more than a dozen children, the eldest was only about eight years old, at this time the little girl was distributing the cake to everyone, but everyone held a small piece of cake in their hands, smelled it, put it in their pockets, and no one was willing to eat it, although they were very hungry.

Ling Yi was wondering, at this time, a three-year-old child pulled the corner of his coat and handed over the cake, "Come big brother, you can eat the cake!" The little boy was dressed in shabby clothes and had no shoes on his feet, but his eyes were sincere and smart.

"This is my brother, his name is Li Wei," he said, pointing to the others, "They are also orphans in the city, they are reluctant to eat bread, they want to leave it for those who need it." ”

Ling Yi looked down at the bread in his hand, and then looked at so many pairs of eyes, and wondered in his heart, is the hope in his eyes that grandpa said that the children are like now? Could it be that the hatred of the family is said to be let go? Have the two sisters and brothers suffered for so many years in vain? Where is the hope?

He decided to take the group of children with him to find hope, because their eyes were like the eyes of his sister when she took him around, which reminded him of what happened in his childhood.

The place where Ling Yi was located was a small city on the Tianwu Continent.

The Tianwu Continent is the largest continent on this planet, and I heard Uncle Shi say that there are many continents and islands overseas, but they are not as prosperous as the Tianwu Continent.

There are many countries in the Tianwu Continent, the Dongsheng Empire is located in the east of the continent, the Rakshasa Empire is in the northwest, the Northern Wilderness Empire is in the extreme north, the Southern Barbarian Empire is in the Southern Peninsula, and the other principalities are attached to the banners of the four empires.

Dongsheng is divided into Hebei, You, Qing, Yang, Jiao, And, Jing, Yi, Yongjiuzhou.

Dongsheng Yongzhou and Rakshasa have been at loggerheads, and there has been constant friction for many years; Bingzhou has trade cooperation with the Northern Wilderness, but there is no grain in the far north, and there is constant plundering all year round; the border between Yizhou and Nanban is harmonious because of the natural danger of Shenwu Mountain, but there are many bandits in the Southern Barbarians.

The mainland is martial, and there are many sects such as martial arts, Taoism, Buddhism, and demon religion.

Warriors are divided into warriors, samurai, martial artists, great martial artists, martial artists, martial saints, and martial gods, and each level is divided into nine grades.

On the mainland, there are many types of weapons and pills, and they are also divided into four grades: mortal, true, spiritual, and spiritual.