The rain was still pouring down, the light was dim and the air was damp, and the cold seemed to cover the sky.

In the small courtyard where Lin Qingcang and Jin Yunrou lived in the back mountain of Cangyun Sect, Lin Qingcang and his wife were also standing side by side by the window, looking at the rain outside the window.

Lin Qingcang and his wife have been standing here silently for a long time.

"The sect competition is about to be held, we have endured it for so many years, and it is almost time for it to come to an end. Our son is now able to cultivate again with the help of that Vast Heaven Mirror fragment, and I don't have anything to worry about. It's just bitter for you. ”

Lin Qingcang put his hands behind his back and looked out the window at the raindrops.

Jin Yunrou on the side didn't speak, but two lines of tears flowed down her cheeks.

The husband and wife still stood quietly side by side by the window, watching the heavy rain at dusk.

Finally, Jin Yunrou calmed her breath and couldn't help but speak.

"Do you have to go that far, now that our son has recovered, and has gained a great opportunity, why can't you be more down-to-earth, selfish, and spend more time with your son? Now that the situation in our family has improved, why did you choose that dangerous path? ”

Lin Qingcang didn't speak, but turned his head and looked at his wife with some guilt.

Lin Qingcang silently helped Jin Yunrou wipe away her tears, and helped her stroke the ends of her hair by the way.

Then Lin Qingcang smiled a little bitterly.

"This is my responsibility as the sect master of the Cangyun Sect, and it is also my responsibility as a father. Within three years, he will definitely leave the Cangyun Sect to go out to practice, and prepare to go to the upper realm of the clouds. And I, as a father, naturally have to clear the obstacles for him. ”

"What's more, as the sect master of the Cangyun Sect, now the claws of those people in the Canglan Royal Family have been extended to the Cangyun Sect, over the years, Chen Hong has controlled the Elders' House with the support of the people of the Canglan Royal Family, and now the power of the Canglan Royal Family has penetrated very strongly in the Cangyun Sect. And Chen Hong must be impatient to completely control the Cangyun Sect and kick our Lin family out of the game. ”

"If nothing else, they will take the opportunity of this sect competition to completely tear their faces and attack our Lin family completely.

So when the time comes, in order to support our son, I, as a father, naturally have to do something.

And in order to prevent the Cangyun Sect from falling into the hands of the Canglan Imperial Family and Chen Hong, I, as the sect master, naturally have to do something. ”

Lin Qingcang calmly told his reasons, but there was still guilt on his face.

Because Lin Qingcang understands that even if he gives a thousand or ten thousand good reasons, it will not be able to solve his guilt towards his wife at all.

Even if he, Lin Qingcang, is worthy of the entire Cangyun Sect, and also worthy of his son Lin Xiaoyao, but the only thing Lin Qingcang is sorry for is his wife.

For the sake of the entire Cangyun Sect, as well as for his son, Lin Qingcang decided to risk his life and have a complete decisive battle with the Netherworld Cold Poison in his body today!

It's just that just with Lin Qingcang's current strength, it is unrealistic to rely on his own strength to force all the Netherworld Cold Poison out of his body.

For this reason, Lin Qingcang was going to use a secret method of burning essence blood to improve his strength, using the essence blood in his body as fuel to barely restore his strength to the level before he was seriously injured, so that the probability of expelling the Netherworld Cold Poison would reach about forty percent.

And what Lin Qingcang wanted to do was not to eliminate the Netherworld Cold Poison in his body, what he wanted to do was to use the strength he recovered after burning essence blood to force out a small part of the Netherworld Cold Poison in his body, and then suppress a part.

In a short period of time, minimize the impact of the Nether Cold Poison on your body.

In Lin Qingcang's mind, he had already made countless deductions about what would happen in the sect competition.

Lin Qingcang never doubted that his son Lin Xiaoyao would win over Chen Hong's son Chen Lin.

Lin Qingcang also understood that on the day of the sect's big competition, after his son Lin Xiaoyao won Chen Hong's son Chen Lin, the Great Elder Chen Hong would definitely attack directly!

And maybe the crowd will be mixed with the masters of the Canglan royal family who were arranged by the Great Elder to enter the Cangyun Sect.

Lin Qingcang had already decided that if it was really such an emergency, he would burn all the remaining essence blood in his body, so that he would be able to reach a higher realm in a short period of time than before he was injured!

At that time, even if the Great Elder Chen Hong joined forces with the masters in the Canglan Imperial Family, he would have the strength to fight.

Even if it comes at the cost of burning all his blood.

Even if it comes at the cost of a weak and painful death after a brief outburst.

But in Lin Qingcang's heart, what are these worth?

"It's been seven years, and I have nightmares every day, I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for my son, and I'm sorry for Cangyun Sect." Lin Qingcang's face was lonely.

Seven years ago, he didn't protect his family, his son, or Cangyun Sect.

And now, even if he Lin Qingcang fights for his life, he will not let the things of seven years ago repeat themselves.

Lin Qingcang never forgot that the day when the sect competition was held a few days later was the day when the Canglan Iron Horse trampled on the Canglan Sect seven years ago, and Ye Shenxiao used the Netherworld Cold Poison Great Array to control himself, and then seized the ancestral dragon luck from his son Lin Xiaoyao.

On that day, the entire Cangyun Sect was shattered, and on that day, his own flesh and blood relatives were poisoned, and that day was the most painful and helpless day for Lin Qingcang.

And what Lin Qingcang has to do now is not to let the tragedy that happened on that day seven years ago repeat itself. This was his persistence as the sect master of the Cangyun Sect and as a father.

Even if the price of resistance is a painful death in the end.

"When the sect competition is held and Xiaoyao wins Chen Lin, Chen Hong will definitely attack immediately, I have already given an order to the Darkcoat Guards, and when the time comes, they will do their best to cover you and Xiaoyao to escape from the Cangyun Sect. When the time comes, I will do everything in my power to stop those people, and you must flee as far as possible, and remember never to return. ”

Lin Qingcang said softly to Jin Yunrou.

And Jin Yunrou, who was leaning on Lin Qingcang's shoulder, was already in tears at this moment.

"Don't be sad, now I'm just surviving, living in pain every day, before I die, I can watch my son slap those people's faces in the sect competition, and I will die without regrets! I think from now on, who will dare to say that my Lin Qingcang's son is a waste! I want all of them to see with their own eyes that my Lin Qingcang's son is not only not a waste, but also a genius, a peerless genius! ”

"All the Xuanjing we've saved over the years is in the storage ring. As for the Lin family's heirloom treasure [Shennong Creation Furnace], I have already placed it in the storage ring for Xiaoyao. As long as your mother and son are safe, then I can also look at it. ”

Jin Yunrou was already sobbing and trembling, unable to speak, only Lin Qingcang was tired of instructing.

"Let my son not always think about avenging me, life is very beautiful, I don't want my son to live in hatred for the rest of his life because of me, and I don't want my son to die because of me. As long as you can spend your life well and peacefully, I have no regrets. ”