Chapter 38: Father-Son Love

Ling Feng's whole body erupted with a momentum of the barbaric period, covering the momentum of the Great Emperor of Ten Thousand Laws at once, he suddenly rushed towards the statue of the Great Emperor of Ten Thousand Laws, and the barbaric momentum that only erupted for a few seconds also made Ling Feng look at the statue of the Great Emperor of Ten Thousand Laws.

Different from the Proud Weapon Saint Venerable, the Emperor of Ten Thousand Laws was wearing a silver soft armor and sitting on a bench engraved with a five-clawed divine dragon, his expression was not angry and arrogant, and then his eyes were open, shooting out a trace of essence, looking at Ling Feng's gaze was also a little teasing: "Interesting, interesting, the first layer of the foundation can actually withstand the inheritance of the demon of the proud weapon, it seems that you and he are not a simple character." ”

"The person who can fight with the Proud Weapon Master will not be a simple commodity, so I think you should be stronger than I thought, even more mysterious. Ling Feng looked at the Wanfa Emperor without humility, and there was no flattery on his face, on the contrary, he looked at the Wanfa Emperor with some silence, he knew that what was going on next was extremely dangerous.

The Great Emperor of Ten Thousand Laws looked at the calm Ling Feng, a smile also appeared on his face, and then he looked at Ling Feng calmly, and then said a little depressedly: "Apprentice!"

Ling Feng nodded, looking at the eyes of the Wanfa Emperor was also very respectful, he knelt in front of the Wanfa Emperor, kowtowed three times, and then said calmly: "Disciple Ling Feng, meet the Wanfa Master." ”

The Great Emperor of Ten Thousand Laws nodded, and then pointed at Ling Feng, Ling Feng felt that his head was constantly swollen, and countless cultivation techniques and martial arts appeared in his mind, but in an instant, he was sealed by a domineering energy, and the voice of the Great Emperor of Ten Thousand Laws sounded in the air: "Your strength is too weak, I have engraved those martial arts and secret methods with seals, and when you cultivate to a certain level, they will naturally be unlocked." ”

Ling Feng nodded, and then bowed to the statue of the Emperor of Ten Thousand Laws, before removing the soft armor on his body, he looked at the dim idol, and finally sighed, and put the soft armor on his body, from their memories, Ling Feng understood that this space was condensed by the Emperor of Ten Thousand Laws and the Proud Weapon Holy Venerable, just to find a successor.

Ling Feng ate the mysterious fruit on the way to the Imperial Wind Sect, and that mysterious fruit was a tool for the Emperor of Ten Thousand Laws and the Proud Weapon Saint Venerable to find a successor, and Ling Feng didn't know what to call into this space, and then took over the inheritance of the Proud Weapon Saint Venerable and the Ten Thousand Law Emperor.

After accepting the inheritance, Ling Feng also sat directly on the ground with his face to digest the memories brought by the Proud Weapon Saint Venerable and the Ten Thousand Law Emperors, the memories of the ancient flood period, those combat experiences, those strange beasts, and those rare fruits, all of which made Ling Feng a little silent.

Constantly digesting the memories of the Proud Weapon Saint Venerable, he knew from the memory of the Proud Weapon Saint Venerable that the Ten Thousand Law Emperor was also one of the Three Thousand Demon Venerables of Chaos, but he cultivated spells, and the Proud Weapon Saint Venerable cultivated combat power, which couldn't help but make the two of them a little asympathetic, and after being silent for a while, Ling Feng's hands that looked at him were constantly changing, and even he felt that as soon as his right hand got the weapon, he used to use incomparable battle intent, and his left hand seemed to be in a demon, and the spiritual power was running endlessly, as if he could use supreme spells with a wave of his hand.

Feeling the changes in himself, Ling Feng couldn't help but have a trace of surprise on his face, his left hand had the supreme immortal method, and his right hand had incomparable battle intent, which couldn't help but make him slightly silent, after all, in his opinion, when he fought against others, the chance of victory increased a lot.

After Ling Feng digested the memory, then a smile also appeared on his face, and then after the realm and some martial arts were solidified, he sighed, looking at the two major cities, he knew that from now on, he was the master of this place, the god of this place

"Shame, tell me the truth, is something wrong with Feng'er?" Ling Wu's face was a little pale, it had been almost a month, and his heart couldn't help but tremble a little, after all, Ling Wu only had one relative to Ling Feng now, and he looked a little serious when he looked at Tie Shame.

Looking at Ling Wu with a serious face, Tie Cheng finally sighed, and said with a somewhat complicated expression: "Wuzi, I am ashamed that I have always regarded you as a big brother, this time I am ashamed to be sorry for you, I didn't stop Xiao Feng when he was leaving, not long after I took you home, a fire suddenly ignited on the western slope." ”

Tie lowered his head in shame, his eyes were a little moist, and then his hands trembled slightly, and he took out a piece of burning and somewhat broken clothes from his arms, and slowly handed it to Ling Wu: "This is what I found on that hillside, this is the clothes that Xiao Feng is wearing." ”

Ling Wu was stunned on the bed for a moment, he looked a little pale when he looked at Tie Shame, and then he grabbed the quilt, a trace of bitterness appeared on his face, and finally said slowly: "I don't blame you, this is fate, this is fate." ”

Ling Wu's expression was a little downcast, as if he was an old man in the twilight, his face was vicissitudes, and then he looked at Tie Shame and said, "Shame, take me to carve a snow falcon." ”

Looking at Ling Wu's expression, Tie Wei finally sighed, and then helped Ling Wu to the compound, he looked at the somewhat messy courtyard, and slowly walked to the half-carved snow falcon.

"Squeak!" Suddenly, the gate was pushed open, and Ling Wu, who was about to carve a snow falcon, paused slightly, only to see a young man standing in front of the gate, the young man was wearing a white robe, and his hair on the slender shawl was also slightly messy, and at the same time, he was already looking at Ling Wu and Tie Zhen with a smile on his face.

"Dad, I'm back. "The young man is none other than Ling Feng, who has accepted the inheritance of the Proud Weapon Saint Venerable and the Great Emperor of Ten Thousand Laws, after he left that space, he kept rushing towards his home, and from the mouth, he knew that he had not appeared for a month, that is to say, he had been in that space for a hundred years and only been outside for a month.

Looking at the young man standing at the door, the corners of Ling Wu's eyes couldn't help but moisten slightly, and his hands trembled a little, and finally the trembling voice sounded: "It's good to come back, it's good to come back." ”

Looking at his father's appearance, Ling Feng was silent all of a sudden, he knew that he must have scared his father this time, he couldn't help but sigh slightly, looking at the unfinished snow falcon in the compound, he was silent for a while, and said with some apologies: "Dad, I didn't find my mother, and I didn't see my sister, the sect said that the palace is a bit mysterious, but many people know the name of the mother, in fact, the mother is still waiting for us to pick her up and take her home." ”

Ling Wu's body trembled constantly, he looked at the snow falcon's gaze and was a little silent, and finally sighed, looking at Ling Feng's gaze was also a little relieved: "More than ten years have passed, I don't want to do this anymore, these days I also regret letting you join the Imperial Wind Sect in the first place, if something happens to you, how do you want me to explain to your mother, how to explain to myself." ”

Ling Feng shook his head, he looked at Ling Wu's gaze with some disdain, and then pointed at the snow falcon's appearance and was also a little angry: "Is it useful for you to carve this snow falcon all day long? This can only deepen your longing for your mother, you are obsessed with the past all day long, do you know what kind of person you are now, you are a coward, a coward who only knows how to retreat." ”

"Smack!" Suddenly, Ling Wu slapped Ling Feng directly in the face, his expression was also a little annoyed, and then he looked at Ling Feng and shouted, "I am your father, even if I am a coward, I am also your father." ”

Ling Feng looked at Ling Wu with a wicked smile, he didn't use his spiritual power to resist the slap that Ling Wu slapped, he calmed down the anger in his heart, and then said calmly: "If you only know how to retreat and escape, do you really think that you can see your mother? Because of my mother, I stepped into the cultivation realm, and you, why did you retreat?"

Ling Feng's words were heartfelt, he looked at Ling Wu's appearance, and then sighed: "It's not terrible in the cultivation world, what is terrible is the human heart, I keep working hard, I just want our family to be safe, even if I take my mother back, but I don't have the strength, how long can my mother stay, then she is my mother and my relatives, so I can't be cowardly, even if I am full of injuries, I have to fight." ”

Ling Wu was silent for a moment, he looked at Ling Feng with some bitterness, and finally reached out and touched Ling Feng's cheek, and said with some distress: "Does it still hurt?"

Ling Feng shook his head, looked at Ling Wu and bared his teeth and said, "I'm an immortal cultivator, it's okay." With a wave of his hand, Ling Feng saw that Ling Wu was also silent for a while, before taking out a pill from his arms and handing it to Ling Wu, and then said to Ling Wu a little flatly: "Dad, you can eat this pill, so that you can also become an immortal cultivator." ”

Ling Wu looked at the elixir handed over by Ling Feng, he couldn't help but be stunned, and then pushed Ling Feng's hand back: "I can't eat such a valuable thing, it's useful for you to keep it." ”

Ling Feng shook his head, looked at Ling Wu and said, "If you want to see your mother, this pill is the key, because the life of immortals far exceeds that of ordinary people, so you should take it, I have a lot of this pill, I forgot to tell you, I am still the chief disciple of Xiaoyao Peak, one of the ten peaks of the Imperial Wind Sect." ”

Ling Wu looked at Ling Feng's expression that he hadn't lied to himself, he took Ling Feng's elixir and slowly took it, Ling Wu felt a warm current suddenly enter his stomach, and then he felt that his whole body couldn't help but be full of energy, he glanced at Ling Feng with some surprise, and Ling Feng also looked at himself with a little smile, the father-son relationship that was all in the words suddenly made Ling Wu a little overwhelmed.

Ling Feng took out another book of exercises, and he looked at Ling Wudao, who was a little at a loss: "Dad, you follow the instructions of this exercise to cultivate, although your progress will be very slow, but this does not affect your cultivation." ”

Ling Wu also nodded, looking at the exercises handed over by Ling Feng and being a little silent, he knew that he didn't dare to fail, because this exercise not only allowed him to become an immortal cultivator, but also this exercise was personally chosen by Ling Feng for himself, and there was also a trace of concern for himself hidden in it.