"Kid, do you understand?"

Ling Shijian looked at his own grandson Ling Feng with a smile, his eyes were full of incomparable love and kindness, he sat cross-legged opposite his grandson, and asked him with a smile, just like an ordinary old man looking at his grandson.

Ling Feng nodded hard, his eyes couldn't help but be a little red, but his expression and demeanor were still a little tangled and complicated, and it was difficult to adapt to the current strange situation for a while.

"It's embarrassing, it's ...... I always thought I was a grandfather, and I was so funny!" Retrieving his lost memories, Ling Feng felt a burst of relief that he had never felt before.

At this moment, the thoughts in his head also began to become strange, he was not his biological parents, he was cheated by them, and he was extremely angry, and now when he found out that the other party was his biological parents, he began to feel that it didn't matter, and even began to bother to care whether the cheap father Ling Tieshan was a poisonous father or not!

"What a strange feeling!" Ling Feng shook his head vigorously, trying to shake out the strange uncomfortable feelings in his mind, but unfortunately, he tried for a long time and couldn't do it in the end.

Seeing his grandson's strange expression, Ling Shijian couldn't help but think, "Could it be that there was an accident in the process of memory recovery?"

The old man waved his hand with a serious face, and suddenly an inexplicable force suddenly dragged Ling Feng in front of Ling Shijian, and then he began to investigate his divine sense inch by inch with excitement.

Ling Feng struggled for a long time, and found that it was in vain, so he was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, actively cooperating and enjoying the favor from his grandfather.

It's just that although Ling Feng's own memories have completely returned, he still feels that he may be a ghost. In fact, when Ling Feng was sane and sober, he himself understood that he was Ling Feng and no one else.

"Damn, what's going on, my real identity is a minor, but, I was with Lin Yuxiu before, I didn't think so at the time, but now that I think about it, I really am, I ......" The more Ling Feng thought about it, the more he felt very sad.

I feel that after inheriting my grandfather's memories, although I have gained a lot of useful things, it has also made my thinking extremely strange. Especially when he realized that he was Ling Feng himself, and then thinking about what he had done before, he began to feel a little incredible, and even curious!

"It turns out that a person has an extra complete memory of someone else in his head, and it is so terrifying?" Ling Feng couldn't help but smack his tongue, he had been messy for a long time, and his mouth was still chattering without listening.

However, before Ling Feng's state could be completely adjusted, the aura on Ling Shijian's body began to become extremely stable, and his already withered face was aging at a speed that was visible to the naked eye!

"Grandson, today's grandfather's longevity has come to an end, I awaken all your memories, your memory inheritance trial is also over, grandpa leaves at this time, and there will be no regrets!"

Ling Shijian's voice was full of relief and weakness, and his figure slowly became illusory in front of Ling Feng, and finally completely turned into an indifferent white light, completely disappearing in the space in front of Ling Feng.

Ling Feng looked at the space in front of him blankly, and the place where he was still sitting with his father-in-law who was white and had a kind face was empty.

He rubbed his eyes desperately, wanting to prove that he was dazzled, wanting to say that it was just a dream, and when he woke up, his grandfather had not come at all, and he was just too tired recently and accidentally fell asleep while cultivating.

In an instant, Ling Feng kept assuming countless possibilities in his mind, and finally became all kinds of bizarre.

"Shizi, since Master Hou has returned, you can go back!" The gray-robed man was already standing outside Ling Feng's three zhang away, respectfully clenching his fists, and said to Ling Feng in a sad tone.

"I'm not leaving, grandpa is not dead!" Ling Feng was extremely stubborn at the beginning.

How could Ling Feng just leave, he hadn't proven that what he had just seen was an illusion?

"Grandpa, haven't you comforted me yet? I mistook myself for you in my previous life, and I'm about to think of myself as an old man! Hey, you say it's ridiculous!"

"Grandpa, my father swallowed my and my mother's spiritual roots, aren't you going to take care of it?"

"Grandpa, have you passed down a holy path method called the Cutting Love Pass? I'm curious, you yourself are not a martial saint, how can you write such an unbelievable thing!"

......

Ling Feng muttered to himself to the position where Ling Shijian was, and actually said what he wanted to say when he first saw Ling Shijian, word by word.

The gray-robed man quietly stood by Ling Feng's side and didn't say anything more.

By the time Ling Feng finally woke up from his sadness, it was already dawn the next day. Accompanied by the gray-robed man, Ling Feng walked out of Ling Shijian's retreat room, and suddenly felt like he was in a different world.

As soon as he walked out of the secret room, the gray-robed man suddenly handed Ling Feng a small brocade bag, and then said, "Shizi, this jade talisman is for you, if you need it, you can summon me." However, Hou Feng wants to guard the tomb for Hou Ye, so if there is nothing important, please ......"

Ling Feng nodded hesitantly, fumbled for an irregular jade in the small brocade bag, turned his head to look at the door of his grandfather's retreat room, and couldn't help but ask, "Grandpa's dream this time, is it to step into the holy realm......?"

Hou Feng, the gray-robed man, looked at Ling Feng motionlessly, and his body disappeared abruptly after a while, and Ling Feng knew that he was not the only one who was sad when his grandfather died.

Ling Feng walked towards the front yard with a somewhat lost expression, and when he met his father Ling Tieshan, who had regained his freedom but had a rather ugly face, on the way, Ling Feng was strangely very natural and took the initiative to bend down and clasp his fists at him.

For a moment, Ling Feng suddenly felt in a good mood, although his father was a poisonous father, he couldn't hate it. This is a completely different feeling from when I always thought I was a ghost, and I always couldn't help but be angry in my heart.

"Father, grandpa has passed away, what do you think we should arrange?"

"What? Hmph, your grandfather has passed away a long time ago, don't you know?"

Ling Tieshan suddenly stared at Ling Feng coldly, with an indignant expression on his face, clearly thinking that Ling Feng was fooling him. Ling Feng looked at Ling Tieshan in confusion for a long time, and was speechless after all.

Ling Feng really couldn't understand what kind of stupid thing his father was going to do, his own son, his own grandfather, would cheat him to death in advance.

"Then even if I say it!"

The corners of Ling Feng's mouth tugged at a nonchalant smile, and instead changed the topic and said, "Then Dad, you're okay now! In order to restrain you before, a few of our friends have worked hard. I heard that in the realm of Wuzun, the dantian turns into the sea, the flesh and bones of the martial artist have been completely fused with the fire spiritual power, and it has an extremely otherworldly regeneration ability. Wu Xuangang said that his flame immortal body essence was actually from Wu Zun, are you right?"

After realizing that he was Ling Feng himself, when Ling Feng talked to Ling Tieshan again, although it was still not to the point of being sincere and respectful, he still couldn't help but subconsciously treat one of his relatives, so when he spoke, he couldn't help but talk a little.

It's just that his sudden change made Ling Tieshan a little surprised.

"What's wrong with you, can't you be sick!" Ling Tieshan stared at Ling Feng in surprise, his heart full of suspicion.

The heart said that you kid has not thought about going against me for a day since he came back from Yuan Volcano, what is going on today, suddenly his brain twitched, and he still came to play me.

"I didn't ......" Ling Feng was about to explain, wanting to say that he was just talking casually, but he was suddenly disturbed by the sudden loud shouts from the front yard of the Hou Mansion.

Ling Feng listened carefully, but found that the person who came turned out to be from the East Gate District, and this thing didn't care that it would disturb people's dreams early in the morning, so he howled vigorously and rushed towards the backyard.

"Hmph, look at who you are recruiting, there are no rules at all!" Ling Tieshan suddenly didn't know which tendon it was, he suddenly glared at a bunch of stern eyes, and yelled at Ling Feng angrily.

Ling Feng said with a hippie smile that he didn't care about: "Father, I haven't thanked you yet! Thanks to you for letting Princess Fuhua help, otherwise I would have become a ghost under the sword of Baili Tianbing now!"

At this time, the voice of the East Gate District was getting closer and closer, and Ling Feng could clearly hear that the other party was running and shouting in a panicked tone: "Boss, boss, where are you, hurry, Miss Lingyun has an accident, he has been kidnapped!"

As soon as Ling Tieshan heard this voice, his eyes immediately froze, and he was about to scold, but Ling Feng unfolded his shocking body, pulled out a red phantom, and quickly swept towards the front yard.

Ling Tieshan stared at Ling Feng's departing back for a few seconds, and then walked towards the depths of the backyard, and soon came to the door of the secret room where Ling Shijian was retreating.

Fang walked to the door of the secret room, and Ling Tieshan respectfully hugged his fists and said, "Brother Hou Feng, please come out of one, this time I will ask you to come out of the mountain to help me no matter what?"

On the other side, Ling Feng flew into the front yard in a hurry.

As soon as they met, the East Gate District was like a language jet, telling what had happened at a very fast speed.

It turned out that Temu Corundum and Cui Lingyun quietly entered Yuanhuo City with two groups of great martial artists of Huolin Town yesterday evening, and originally agreed to find Wang Gui and Widow Li to meet Ling Feng today, but they didn't want to, Cui Lingyun was taken away by his brother Cui Yu directly from the inn where he stayed that night. Temu corundum also didn't see Cui Lingyun looking for him at the appointed time today, so he felt strange, and hurriedly handed the letter to the Dongmen District through Wang Gui, and then passed the news to Ling Feng.

"Cui Yu, shouldn't he have died in the turmoil in the death arena? At that time, I remember that he was knocked unconscious and thrown into the corridor, and it was so amazing that he could survive such a big fire at that time!" Ling Feng fell into his memories in surprise and confusion, and faintly felt that this incident was strange.

As soon as Dongmen District heard Ling Feng say this, his face immediately changed, and he said with some shock: "Boss, do you mean that if no one saved him in time at that time, this Cui Yu should actually die at this time, and it was because of you?"

Ling Feng shook his head and said: "What you said was too easy, his situation at that time was not just because he was implicated by us, but because we specifically targeted it, but the situation at that time was a little out of control, in fact, it was just that we didn't confirm whether this thing was dead." ”

Speaking of this, Ling Feng suddenly stewed his words, and then his eyes were stunned, and the corners of his mouth slowly hooked up a cruel smile and said, "I can't say, I'm afraid I'm going to form a mortal enemy this time!"

Click......

Ling Feng couldn't help pinching his five fingers with a crisp sound, obviously he had already begun to pay a little attention to this Cui Yu who had escaped death.