Linlang Island is thousands of miles, as if it is land, and even some people on it cannot get a glimpse of the whole picture in their lives, and in the most central area of Linlang Island, a holy place lies horizontally, and it will not fall for thousands of years.

The entire Linlang Island is centered on this holy place, and it has gradually prospered and become a brilliant place on the entire East China Sea.

In the very center of the Holy Land, a Futu Pagoda is even older than the Holy Land, and this is the foundation of the Holy Land's long-term existence.

If Yang Ning was here, he would definitely find that the pocket-sized version of the Futu Pagoda condensed in his body was exactly the same as the tall Futu Pagoda here.

And under the hundred zhang where the Futu Tower stands, two figures are trapped, one in the east and the other in the west, and on their bodies, heavy chains restrain them, they can only look at each other, but they can't be together.

These two people are Yang Ning's parents, Yang Shengfeng and Ding Yuyan.

"Yuyan, have you ever regretted being under the Futu Tower because of me?" Yang Shengfeng looked weak, because the iron chains on his body were constantly absorbing the soul in his body, constantly torturing Yang Shengfeng.

"Regret?" The woman's voice was very thin, but listening carefully to the voice, she implied self-reproach, and said, "Shengfeng, you have destroyed your family because of me, and the Yang family has been a thousand-year-old family, once you pay it off, have you ever regretted it?"

"No regrets." Yang Shengfeng said calmly.

"Me too." Ding Yuyan said, her voice was obviously weaker than Yang Shengfeng, but the three words were sonorous and powerful.

"It's a pity that Ning'er has no mother's ...... since she was a child" Ding Yuyan gave birth to Yang Ning under the Futu Pagoda that year, in order to prevent Linlang Holy Land from knowing about Yang Ning's existence, Ding Yuyan asked Ding Mo, who watched him grow up, to send Yang Ning away.

"Yuyan, Ning'er didn't blame you, besides, he was able to survive, but it made you suffer a lot."

Yes, the reason why Ding Yuyan is so weak now is largely because she lost a lot of functions in order to give birth to Yang Ning back then.

"Come to think of it, Ning'er has grown up now......" Ding Yuyan fantasized about Yang Ning's appearance, and then said, "Shengfeng, you say, is Ning'er a little more like you, or a little more like me?" Ding Yuyan smiled at the corner of her mouth, as a holy land, she was high, but at this moment, she was just a mother.

"Like you, and like me." Yang Shengfeng said, dragging the heavy chains behind him, wanting to hug Ding Yuyan, but the length of the chains limited Yang Shengfeng.

"I hope he can be carefree all his life, and then find the woman he likes, be happy for a lifetime, and don't be like us......" Ding Yuyan said, and there were faint tears in her eyes.

"Yes." Yang Shengfeng blamed himself very much, because he was a husband, but in the face of such a powerful holy land, he could not fulfill his duties as a husband, so he could only accompany Ding Yuyan and suffer together here.

In the midst of the conversation between the two of them, there was only a faint light underground, and an abrupt voice suddenly came.

"Miss." It turned out to be Ding Mo's voice.

"Uncle Mo, you...... Why did you get back?" Ding Yuyan was a little nervous, because Ding Mo had already been sent by her to protect Yang Ning, but now that Ding Mo appeared, wouldn't it be ...... A bad premonition swept through Ding Yuyan's body.

"Miss, the old slave can't rest assured that you'll come back." Ding Mo came to Ding Yuyan and knelt down respectfully.

"But...... But ......" Although Ding Yuyan wanted to know about Yang Ning, she didn't want Yang Ning to have an accident, but now that Ding Mo is back, wouldn't that be ......

"Miss, don't worry, the young master is very good, he will come to Linlang Island soon......

"What did you say?" Ding Yuyan was furious, stared at Ding Mo, and said, "You said he was coming to Linlang Island? What is he doing here?"

On the other side, Yang Shengfeng was slightly calm, listening to the conversation between the master and servant, because Yang Shengfeng had his own guesses, and he wanted to determine whether his current son was still his son.

"You tell him to hurry up, hurry up......" Ding Yuyan was incoherent, and even kept pushing Ding Mo between getting up, while saying, "Uncle Mo, you let him hurry up, hurry, hurry up......

"Linlang Holy Land, it's not him

...... can be faced" Ding Yuyan kept urging Ding Mo and asked Ding Mo to leave quickly.

But Ding Mo let Ding Yuyan push him.

Yang Shengfeng opened his mouth and said, "Yuyan, you can listen to Uncle Mo first."

Yang Shengfeng's voice gradually calmed Ding Yuyan.

"Miss, the young master, he is very powerful, when I left, he was already about to set foot in the mountaineering realm to cultivate, I think he is now in the mountaineering realm." Ding Mo said, but was stopped by Ding Yuyan.

"Has he already climbed the mountain? But ......" Ding Yuyan's expression changed suddenly, and she said sharply to Ding Mo: "You hurry up and find him, find him, and let him leave quickly......" Ding Yuyan's reaction was even stronger, because in her heart, her son was the most important, even if Yang Ning was amazing and talented in cultivation, but in a mother's heart, the safety of her son was the most important.

"Miss......" Ding Mo didn't understand, but he hoped that Yang Ning would be able to save Ding Yuyan from the bottom of the Futu Tower.

"Uncle Mo, please, you let him go quickly." Ding Yuyan knelt down, her face wet with tears, and kept praying, hoping that Ding Mo could stop Yang Ning.

"Miss, forgive the old slave for not waiting to listen to you this time." Ding Mo also left, but Ding Mo didn't want to look at Ding Yuyan who he wanted to see, and he would suffer at the bottom of this dark tower for the rest of his life, and he didn't want Ding Yuyan to die under the Futu Tower.

"Yuyan......" Yang Shengfeng called softly.

"Ning'er, Ning'er......" Ding Yuyan couldn't hear Yang Shengfeng's voice anymore. Even Yang Shengfeng was once a son of man, but he will never understand how great a woman's maternal love is.

"Ning'er, I hope you don't disappoint me." In the end, Yang Shengfeng could only stare at the dark and lightless overhead.

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Yang Ning, Huan Ling and the little unicorn have already landed, looking at the endless Linlang Island, feeling the rich aura around them, and can't help but praise: "Holy land, worthy of being a holy land, enjoy it so much."

Yang Ning and Huan Ling walked all the way and came to the center of Linlang Island, at this moment, there was only less than a month left before the Yu Lan Festival, and between the people coming and going, it was obvious that there were more cultivators around.

Because this is the location of the Linlang Holy Land, Yang Ning doesn't have to worry about worldly money, and the two of them live in an inn with a cultivation room, and Yang Ning also begins to cultivate.

Although Yang Ning has not really cultivated well in the past half a year, in the world of ordinary people, Yang Ning has also experienced mortal dust.

However, Yang Ning knew that here, he could not easily reveal his identity as a swordsman, especially the cultivation exercises, which should be based on the Futu Scripture, at least before he approached the Futu Tower, he must not reveal his identity.

A holy land, at least at this stage, Yang Ning can't resist hard.

In the cultivation room, in Yang Ning's body, the Futu Dian operated, and he began to cultivate the martial arts above the Futu Classic, compared to the cultivation of the swordsman, the Futu Dian was obviously much simpler.

In order to better hide his identity, Yang Ning can only temporarily close his Purple Mansion, unless it is a last resort, Yang Ning will definitely not be exposed.

Moreover, Yang Ning has also sealed the depths of his knowledge of the sea to a certain extent, if he is discovered by Linlang Dongtian, his actions to rescue his father and mother may only become a fantasy.

With Yang Ning's continuous cultivation, the operation of the spiritual power in Yang Ning's body and meridians has been completely transformed into floating slaughter power, and the floating slaughter tower in Yang Ning's sea of consciousness has become clearer and clearer. Yang Ning also clearly felt that the blood in his body seemed to be vaguely carrying the breath of Futu.

"Could it be that the blood from my mother is gradually awakening?" Yang Ning thought that only in this way could it be explained.

However, as long as he could save his father and mother, Yang Ning would not hesitate, even if he was asked to give up a perverted technique like Ling Tiandu, Yang Ning would not hesitate.

"Father, mother, waiting for the child." Yang Ning unconsciously forgot his other identity.

Regarding the Yu Lan Festival, Yang Ning finally understood the whole process.

The festival is divided into two

The class, one is the Yu Lan Festival that belongs to ordinary people, which is mainly to enjoy the flowers and the moon and admire the beauty, and the other class, that is, the cultivator class, can really touch the core of the Linlang Cave Heaven, and even if you can win the Yu Lan Festival, you can directly enter the Futu Pagoda to cultivate.

At the thought of the Futu Tower, a slight smile appeared on Yang Ning's face.

I think I'm lucky to be here.

However, he must also win in the Yu Lan Festival, especially in the Yu Lan Festival of the second estate.

"It seems that it is not easy to win." Although I don't know how the second class of the Yu Lan Festival is competing, but when I think about it, as a holy place, it will definitely not be easy.

And what embarrassed Yang Ning the most was that because of the perennial relegation of the Ninth Administration, if he wanted to enter the second level of the Yu Lan Festival this time, he had to win in the Yu Lan Festival of the first level before he could enter the second level.

Yang Ning had a feeling of crying and laughing, he had his own luck, but unfortunately it was not completely lucky.

"It seems that the Great Dao is still very fair......" Yang Ning laughed to himself.

Yang Ning then got up, walked out of the cultivation room, and came to the guest room, Huan Ling didn't seem to need to cultivate at all, her cultivation could grow.

This made Yang Ning very envious and jealous, because Dadao was very unfair in this regard, but he was relieved when he thought about it.

Huanling's current achievements are only earned at the cost of the entire Huandao Sect, which endured thousands of years of loneliness and sleep.

"Ling'er, it's not a way for you to go on like this." Maybe it's because Huan Ling has just broken through, Yang Ning felt a strong aura of spiritual power on Huan Ling, which is not a good thing.

"Brother Ning, they just want to enter my body, and I can't refuse......

When Yang Ning heard such an explanation, he was already speechless and complained, and hurriedly passed on a set of exercises to Huan Ling that specifically hid the aura, with the concealment of the exercises, Huan Ling finally looked like an ordinary person, but it still gave people a feeling of being in the limelight.

"Ling'er, in two days, it will be the Yu Lan Festival here, when the time comes, you must not be too in the limelight......" Yang Ning didn't know if it would be a blessing or a curse to come to Linlang Island this time and take Huanling with him.

"Brother Ning, in the limelight? What do you mean?" Huanling was puzzled.

"The limelight is ......" Yang Ning was speechless for a while, and finally had no choice but to think of a way with Huanling, that is, to let Huanling bring a hat and light veil, and then cover Huanling's face.

"But, brother, in this case, I won't be able to see the world of flowers......" Huan Ling was a little resentful, but Yang Ning was also helpless.

With Huanling's face alone, that is the biggest limelight. In order not to attract attention, Yang Ning could only make this decision.

"Ling'er, just bear with it, when we rescue our father and mother, Ling'er can look at people openly......" Yang Ning comforted.

"Hmm." Huan Ling nodded obediently.

At this moment, Linlang Island is already very lively, all kinds of shouting and selling voices spread all over the streets, and more and more people are gathering towards Linlang Island.

The whole Linlang Island is also full of a strong festive atmosphere.