Chapter Twenty-Four: The Red Soul
A round of red sun hangs high, emitting bursts of scorching breath, baking the earth, making the earth roll in a heat wave.
In the distance, a figure kept jumping up, rushing towards the spirit city, and after a while, the figure stood still, looking at the tall spirit city standing in front of him, stepping out and slowly stepping into it.
The figure is naturally Ling Yun, who came all the way from the jungle to Lingcheng, he only took one hour, plus the time from the village to the jungle, Ling Yun only took one and a half hours, and when he went back, it took two full hours. Although it was only a few hours, looking at Lingyun in Lingyun felt as if a year had passed.
"Grandpa, sister, this time the Thunder Hall selects me Ling Yun to be the first!" Ling Yun said firmly in his heart.
"Well, only when there is a goal will there be the strength to struggle, although it is almost impossible for you to defeat the states and win the first place, but if you meet me, you will have a chance!" The souls in the ancient scroll seemed to know what Ling Yun was thinking. After that, there was a slight fluctuation in the soul.
After entering the Spirit City, Ling Yun did not go to the Spirit Courtyard, but listened to the mysterious voice on the way here, and first rented a room in the inn of the Spirit City.
On the road of Lingcheng, people come and go, the river is endless, prosperous and lively, because of the proximity to the selection of the Thunder Palace, so the flow of people in Lingcheng has become more, although there are many people, but there are still a lot of inns in Lingcheng.
"Tongle Inn. Looking at an ordinary inn in front of him, Ling Yun walked in.
"Is Childe eating, or staying in a hotel?" Seeing someone coming in, a Tsing Yi Xiao Si dressed as a junior immediately stepped forward and asked.
"Ask for a first-class room and deliver some of your signature dishes to your room. After thinking for a moment, Ling Yun took out a thumb-thick silver bar and handed it to the person dressed as Xiao Er. There are many dragons and snakes in the inn, and choosing a first-class room can avoid some unnecessary troubles.
"Okay, one room in Tianzi No. 1, one signature dish!" Xiao Er smiled and took the silver. At the same time, he handed Ling Yun a wooden plaque engraved with Tianzi No. 1.
"Childe, please!" Seeing Ling Yun take the wooden card, Xiao Er respectfully led Ling Yun to a guest room upstairs.
"Childe, this is it. In the future, if the son has any instructions, just directly order the villain. Xiao Er said with a smile on his face.
"Well, it's a reward for you. "Lingyun basically doesn't use gold and silver in the Spirit Courtyard, he usually uses spirit stones, but it doesn't mean that there is no gold and silver in the Spirit Courtyard, and Ling Yun has also saved a lot of gold and silver, after all, his original idea was to take his grandfather and sister to the Spirit City. Now it seems that gold and silver are of no use. It's better to give some tips to your subordinates.
"Gongzi Xie rewards silver!" Xiao Er took the silver and was even more respectful to Ling Yun, the silver Ling Yun gave him was more than his income for a month's hard work.
"Well, you go down first, I'll call you if there's something. Ling Yun pushed open the door of Tianzi No. 1 room and walked in.
The room is quite large, and you can smell a faint incense as soon as you enter the door, and at a glance, the room is very delicately decorated, and it is very clean.
Walking to the bed and sitting down cross-legged, Ling Yun slowly calmed down and said, "Senior, you can show up now."
"Hehe, kid, can't you wait?" As soon as Ling Yun's voice fell, a blood-red mist emerged from the blood-stained scroll that Ling Yun kept closely.
Gradually, the red mist seemed to all come out, forming a strange fog mass that was windless and automatic in front of Ling Yun's eyes.
The fog does not seem to have a specific form, it is always flowing, and it is a little weird.
The moment the fog appeared, Ling Yun felt that his soul blood was out of control, but the feeling was only for a moment before it disappeared.
"Seniors don't seem to be Terrans?" Ling Yun said, staring at the red mist.
"How can I be a lowly human race!" The red mist emitted soul fluctuations, resounding in the sea of Lingyun Knowledge.
"Don't look at me like that, boy, you're not a lowly human race. Seeing that Ling Yun was always staring at him, there was a soul fluctuation in the red mist.
"And what race am I?" Ling Yun asked.
"Boy, don't ask so much, you'll know when you have the power to protect yourself in the future. Now don't you want to be the champion of the selection of the Thunder Palace, I can help you!" The soul in the red mist seemed to be entangled in this question not far away, and immediately diverted the topic and the soul fluctuation was transmitted.
"That's right!" Ling Yun affirmed.
"Do you think you're promising?" asked Red Mist.
"That's right!"
"Haha! Just rely on you to wash the marrow in the late stage of the realm?" The red mist seemed to have heard something extremely funny, and suddenly let out a violent soul fluctuation, which was transmitted into the sea of Lingyun Consciousness and turned into a loud laugh.
"What are you laughing at?" Ling Yun wondered.
"Boy, you really don't know how fearless! Do you know how difficult it is to become the champion of the Thunder Palace!"
"How hard is it?"
"I can tell you that the one who competed for the championship in the end was at least the pride of the sky who surpassed the Qi Sea Realm!"
Ling Yun was silent, if what the soul in the red mist said was true, then the competition for the championship was really just a dream.
"How do you know it's impossible if you don't fight!" took a deep breath, Ling Yun said with a firm gaze.
"Hehe, boy, you can't win the championship under normal circumstances, but if you meet you, you have a glimmer of hope!"
"Why do you want to help me?" Ling Yun said as he stared at the red mist.
"I don't help you, your strength will improve very slowly, and I don't want to wait that long?"
"What do you mean?" Ling Yun said in shock.
"It won't hurt you anyway. "Soul fluctuations came from the red mist.
"Don't ask so much now, you enter your sea of knowledge first, and there is the inheritance of your clan in it. ”
Slowly closing his eyes, Ling Yun didn't feel malice from the red mist, so he simply didn't think about it, but began to sink his mind into the sea of consciousness according to the words of the soul.
When he was fighting with the young man in the village chief, he remembered that he seemed to have arrived in a mysterious space, and after coming out of that space, the power of his soul soared, and many strange memories appeared in his soul, and the golden sword rune was a spirit rune in that memory.
"Is this my sea of knowledge? Sure enough, it's golden. "Lingyun looked inwardly at his own knowledge of the sea. Knowing that the sea of human consciousness is inherently grayish. But his soul was golden, and the soul that was still in front of him was obviously blood-red, although he had known it before, it still had a big impact on him now, and it also made him more sure that he was not a Terran.
The golden mist in the sea of knowledge was very light, but it also made him feel a sense of blood and milk in his heart.
"Where is the inheritance memory?" Ling Yun looked inward, constantly searching for traces of the inheritance memory.
Since Ling Yun's sea of knowledge was not large, he didn't search for too long before he found two golden soul clusters.
"This is it!" Ling Yun said with a somewhat excited expression. After all, there may be traces of one's own people and parents in this inheritance memory.