Outside the training ground, on a bamboo forest path, Yue Wei took Ling Yun's hand and slowly walked into the distance, such a picture has appeared countless times between the two for more than ten years, they trust each other, recognize, and have a family affection that blood is thicker than water. The hands that were once firm and strong have slowly dissipated with time, becoming weak, hesitant and decadent. There are often children of the Ling family walking by on the road, and basically everyone will look here twice when they pass by, the sister who is as beautiful as a fairy, and the brother who is wasted to the bones. Ling Yun's head was a little lower than just now. Yes, he was and still is a person who can make everyone pay attention, but the angle of attention has changed unconsciously.

Family affection still exists, but he is no longer worthy, he is not the genius who crowns Izumo, but is such a complete waste now, should he not be worthy of standing with his sister now, right? He can't protect her, take care of her, he can't do anything, and even if someone hits him in the face with a stone, he has to rely on his sister to get justice for him.

The breeze blows, and there may still be a little pain in the face, but in fact, the feeling of pain is no longer important. No matter how painful the body is, it also has its limits, and no matter how tired the body is, if you let it go, you can still struggle to move forward. But how to get rid of the confusion and pain in my heart?

Yuewei turned his head slightly, his smart eyes hid deep worry, the former young man Mu Ruoxing would always use various ways to amuse her when he walked hand in hand with him, but now he lowered his head, his eyes did not have a trace of brilliance, like a walking corpse, without saying a word. Something should be said, she thought to herself.

"Brother, does it still hurt?" She asked

"It's okay, thank you today, Yuewei." The answer was very regular, but a faint estrangement could still be heard in Ling Yun's tone.

"I knew that my brother must want to use his own strength to get face back, but when I saw him treat you like this, I didn't hold back."

Ling Yun smiled self-deprecatingly, "Your own strength?" No, Yuewei, I will never have any power anymore, from the moment the black rune is reflected in my body, I can only be such a complete waste.... ”

Yue Wei gently sealed Ling Yun's mouth with his hand. "Don't allow my brother to say this, there must be a way, in my impression when I was a child, my brother has always been fearless, concerned about the safety of every family and omnipotent person, just a small sigil, nothing can stop my brother's footsteps, my mother keeps my brother's life, and I must also hope that my brother can live well."

"Believe it?" Ling Yun whispered, he meditated in his heart, but what is the use of you believing it? I don't believe in myself anymore, I can't believe in myself anymore. I have tried so many times, but I only find that I am gradually distancing myself from my former self, and the strength, glory, self-confidence, and dignity that once belonged to me were suddenly lost and scattered with the wind on that day three years ago. He began to hate his current self, and he hated it immensely.

"On the night three days ago, did the brother of the vision outside Izumo Castle see it? The unattainable top of Tianyun Mountain burst out with a moving blue light in the endless night, and the eyes were still attracted by the dazzling light even after hundreds of thousands of miles. The blue light lit up the entire night, and the endless air condensed into an illusory thing, trying to see it clearly, but the eyes were stung by the intense light. Yuewei's eyes were full of yearning. Something interesting must have happened. That blue light feels so warm and familiar to me. ”

"There should be a spiritual treasure that has been born, and it can emit such a large range of spiritual light, it must be a heaven-level or even god-level spiritual treasure on the Heavenly Spirit Continent. Such a spirit treasure usually has already generated consciousness, but it really doesn't know how to restrain itself, and as soon as it is born, it makes such a big move, and now the entire Canglong Empire may be about to explode. Ling Yun responded

"Then our Izumo City should be very lively in the next period of time, right? I want to come to Tianlong Academy and send people to come, and among the people sent, there may be people my brother knew back then. ”

Ling Yun's body stiffened for a moment, not knowing whether to escape or be afraid of something, and hurriedly said, "There are more than dozens of towns heading to Tianyun, how could it be such a coincidence to pass by here." ”

Ling Yuewei nodded silently, and then she thought of something and grabbed Ling Yun's arm. "Anyway, if something like this happens, Izumo City won't be as stable as usual during this time, brother, if you want to go out, you must remember to call me, I can't see you hurt a little bit."

Ling Yun shook his head, "Yuewei, you have your life, you don't have to waste too much time with me." I'm just a wreck, and who in Izumo Castle will notice me? If it doesn't touch anyone's interests, it can't change anything, except for a clown like Huang Hao, there will be no danger. ”

"That's not going to work, you have to listen to me. Anyway, you don't know martial arts now, I just stare at my brother like this every day, and you can't escape if you want to. Ling Yuewei grasped his hand tighter, the feeling in Ling Yun's hand was cold and warm, Ling Yun turned his head, and a tear quietly crossed his cheek, it was a tear of emotion, a tear of unwillingness, a tear of happiness, and a tear of pain.

"Brother, at any time, you shouldn't look down on yourself, even in your lowest days, not only me, there will still be people who care about you and care about you, and you don't even know about his existence. Although it is difficult to do it, I believe that my brother can definitely do it, just like three years ago. ”

In the drowsiness, it seemed that the voice of his sister spoke, as if it was only a moment ago, and it seemed that a long time had passed, and now that his eyes were closed, something seemed to be sliding gently on his right cheek, and there was a tingling sensation in the place where he passed, and there was a slight pain, and he opened his eyes. I saw my sister carefully wiping the potion on his face. Seeing him wake up, his sister's eyes instantly showed a bright color.

"What's wrong with me?"

"You fainted, it was Yuewei who brought you to me for treatment." Outside the house, a woman dressed in green clothes walked straight into the house, she was tall, her facial features were well-proportioned, although her face was not as delicate and feminine as Ling Yuewei, but it also revealed a seductive charm, looking like the figure of a woman in her twenties, and with the maturity of a woman in her thirties. There is a soft beauty on the face, and a hint of concern.

"I've seen Aunt Yoyo." Ling Yun hurriedly said, there was a hint of panic and surprise in his movements.

"Why are you talking so stiffly now? You used to come to me, I didn't look big or small, but I remember it vividly. ”

"When I was young and ignorant, I made my aunt laugh." Ling Yun replied.

"That's okay, Xiao Lingyun is my aunt's dearest child, don't be restrained here, just relax."

"Hmm," Ling Yun replied. Over the years, restraint has become a means for him to protect himself, and it is also a manifestation of his lack of self-confidence, but it is better to try to relax in front of his aunt, he thought.

"How's my brother?" Yuewei asked out loud.

"In recent years, the spiritual power has been depleted, the physical condition is declining day by day, the most important thing is that the depression in the heart can not be resolved for a long time, and the long-term illness has become a disease, coupled with the forcible practice of spiritual power, which has seriously damaged the body, and now the sudden fainting is still a trivial matter, if it is not recuperated, within two years, people may be completely abolished."

"Is it so serious?" Yue Wei's little face showed a deep look of worry. "When you were a child, you were the closest brother to you, and you must have a way to do it with your unrivaled medical skills, right?"

Ling Youyou glanced at Yuewei, and then looked down at Ling Yun, who was lying on the bed with a haggard expression, as if he was recalling something, as if he was a little sad, but then he smiled indifferently. "This is natural, and it wasn't a big problem, but in the past three years, Xiao Lingyun has always run away when she sees me, and she hasn't even said a few words, which makes my aunt a little sad."

"I'm sorry aunt, I...."

"It's not much of an important thing, but my body is always clearer than others know, so why don't you come over for treatment sooner when you find discomfort? Is it possible that my aunt will laugh at you here? Or do you not trust your aunt's medical skills at all? ”

"No... I've always trusted my aunt... I just..."

"Since you trust me, then you will live here during this time, and never practice in the exercises, it will not let you have a trace of spiritual power, and it will even constantly harm your body. Anyway, after practicing for so long, there is still no improvement, and when one path doesn't work, why can't you try another path? ”

"Yes" There were thousands of words in his mind that seemed to blurt out, and he probably wanted to refuse, because he couldn't imagine what the days would be like when he would never have power, and what he would do if he had no power forever, but he didn't say it. It may be that he will not refuse anymore, he has been following the crowd all these years, and his own world has long been unable to make his own decisions, and others have arranged such a plan, and he just agreed. Maybe he doesn't know how to go on in the next few days, maybe all his previous insistence is wrong, and it's time to turn back. Anyway, it won't be worse than it is now.

"Cultivation is important to you, isn't it?" Ling Youyou asked softly.

"It's not important, I should have seen it for such a long time. If you really can't have it, then give it up. ”

"Really? Is that really what you want to say? It's not the same as what you say. Ling Youyou asked rhetorically

Ling Yun's face was pale, and there was no trace of blood on his entire cheeks, but his two eyes were full of bloodshots, as if the bloodshot in his eyes was about to burst out of his eyes, and thick blood flowed out. He still seems to want to fight, but under the arrangement of fate, all his struggles seem childish and powerless. He threw a punch forward, and where it swung was nothing more than an illusion of nothingness, leaving only a sound in the air, as if mocking his inadequacy.

Still unwilling? Do you deserve to live like this? I can't do anything, all I can do in the world is to let these people who still care about me worry about me, but I can't do anything well. It's time to end, to end everything. He couldn't help but touch his gaze to the girl next to him, Ling Yuewei also looked at him, and smiled slightly. The smile is so beautiful, her eyes are full of worry, hope, and yearning. She would be very sad if she did, wouldn't she? And mothers, fathers, no, can't be like this... There must be a way... There must be a way. Never, never... Cowardly death!

"It's good that my brother doesn't cultivate, it's hard to make any good progress after cultivating for such a long time, maybe this road is really difficult to follow." Ling Yuewei said slowly.

Ling Yun nodded, even his sister said this, maybe it was indeed time to accept all this.

"But we can find another way, right?" Ling Yuewei continued. "Ordinary spiritual cultivation is just a mode of cultivation, and it is a powerful power that is generated by merging the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the body and refining it repeatedly. And there is an even more mysterious way of cultivation on the Heavenly Spirit Continent, cultivating soul power. ”

Ling Yun's original hope dimmed a lot, "It's simple, but the soul master acts unpredictable, and the soul master known to the entire Canglong Empire is only a two-handed number, even my mother has never been exposed to the soul power back then, how can I find it." Even if I find it, I heard that the soul master has extremely high requirements for personal soul power, can I achieve it? ”

"This is my brother's luck, my brother doesn't often go out and walk, but I don't know that two days ago in Izumo City, a chess master came, and on the first day he came, he set up a chessboard in the West City, saying that he would let Jiuzi challenge all the chess players in Izumo City. The people in Izumo City are boiling, and the star chess is passed down to this day, even ordinary cultivators know one or two, not to mention that letting the nine sons is letting the two sons and three sons, and it is also a great humiliation for the side of the son, many people heard the news and wanted to have a fair duel with him, so as to give this person a little color to see, but he rejected it together, and made a bet that if there is someone who can let the nine sons win against him, he will give away his portable sword, and if he loses, there will be no punishment.

"Someone playing against him?" Ling Yun asked.

"This person has a great temperament, but his identity is mysterious, and the sword he carries around his body is not ordinary, although everyone is dissatisfied, but he is not strong. The first to play was the West City Chess Immortal King II. ”

"Is it Wang Er, one of the three saints of the West City?" Ling Yun asked

"That's him."

"In terms of chess strength alone, it is hard to imagine that someone can make him two sons and three sons, and if he says nine sons, it is even more fantastical." Ling Yun said.

Yue Wei smiled slightly, "No, at that time, the whole Xishi life was boiling, and the place where Wang Er played chess with him was surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, just waiting for Wang Er to win the chess game and watch his jokes." ”

"The result was naturally unexpected by everyone."

"That's right, just started the game, Wang Er was still calm, talking and laughing to a degree, but only a dozen hands walked down, Wang Er was already sweating and embarrassed, although I don't know much about chess, but listening to the description of bystanders, this person is playing chess, weird and smart to the extreme, Wang Er finally only played more than 50 hands, he was no longer able to help, and directly surrendered."