Chapter 10: Ling Du's Past Life

Kong Xuan was full of fighting spirit, and wanted to go all out to fight an earth-shattering battle with the ghost robe. But who would have thought that this is the situation now.

Looking at everyone's surprised eyes, and then looking at the ghost robe's very satisfied expression, Kong Xuan looked at Ji Mingyu a little confused.

Ji Mingyu, who had the same expression as everyone else, sensed Kong Xuan's doubts and hurriedly summoned Kong Xuan to his side.

Kong Xuan asked, "Miss Ji, although I don't know what's going on, I always feel that you know this ghost robe, and you are very familiar with it. ”

Ji Mingyu replied: "You guessed it right, he is the adopted son of Ling Du, an elite warrior who disappeared ten years ago, and the great patriarch Aotian. ”

"Ling Du?" Kong Xuan was shocked in his heart, very puzzled, and hurriedly asked: "Miss Ji, are you talking about Ling Du? is he the younger brother of the Great Patriarch?" What surprised Kong Xuan was not only because the ghost robe was Ling Du who disappeared ten years ago, but also what he didn't expect was that Ling Du turned out to be the adopted son of the Great Patriarch Aotian.

Ji Mingyu looked at Kong Xuan, and from his words, he could clearly feel that Kong Xuan knew the existence of this person. However, since Ling Du disappeared, no one in the Feng clan mentioned it, and how did Kong Xuan know. Ji Mingyu asked in surprise, "What? Who have you heard mention this person to you?"

Kong Xuan looked back at the ghost robe, and did not answer Ji Mingyu's question, puzzled in his heart. Because he knew that he clearly remembered in the file of the Fire Tribe, the person who brought the Phaseless Wind Decisive back to the tribe 100,000 years ago was Ling Du, and the person in front of him was also called Ling Du, not to mention what connection there was between them, just one was a person who disappeared ten years ago, and the other was a person who disappeared 100,000 years ago, the same name, the same disappearance, but the time was very different, what connection did they have?

Based on conjecture alone, the answer was unknown, so Kong Xuan decided to observe from the sidelines to see if the answer could be found through the dialogue of everyone.

At this time, the ghost robe was talking to Zuo Gongming on the side.

Ji Mingyu muttered to herself on the side: "It is unimaginable that the cultivator who used to be so legendary in the Feng Clan has now betrayed the clan and become like this. ”

Hearing what Ji Ming said, Kong Xuan looked at Ling Du.

It is rumored that Ling Du is a well-known handsome young man of the Feng Clan, but now he is bald, full of yin energy, and extremely hideous. Under the black robe, bursts of demonic energy were undoubtedly revealed.

Ji Mingyu looked at Kong Xuan with regretful eyes and sighed.

A hundred years ago, the Feng clan had three very good friends, and the so-called life and death were inseparable and inseparable. The three of them are Aotian, Ling Du, and Nianhua.

Aotian and Nianhua are the children of the previous patriarch, while Ling Du is the adopted son of the old patriarch and does not know about others.

Although the three of them are not brothers and sisters, they are better than brothers and sisters, and the three of them are all cultivators, and they play together and practice together on weekdays...

As time passed, the three of them gradually grew up, and they began to understand that there is such a wonderful emotion as love in the world, and Ling Du and Nianhua have feelings for each other.

Due to their identities, the two didn't dare to speak out at first, but only got along secretly secretly. The two were happy but could not be together justifiably, Ling Du was very distressed in his heart, and he decided to inform his adoptive father about this, hoping that the old patriarch could understand and fulfill them.

But at that time, except for the old patriarch's family, no one in the whole Feng clan, and even in the entire southern Xinjiang, knew the fact that the two were not related by blood.

But for this reason, Ling Du was afraid that the old patriarch would not agree to this marriage because of his face.

In the days that followed, Ling Du spoke and stopped several times, but he couldn't say this request.

Finally, Ling Du still couldn't bear the love in his heart and told the old patriarch about it.

As soon as he said this, the old patriarch was furious, and not only did he not agree, but also sealed his mana and put him in prison. As for Nianhua, he was locked in the Forgotten Cliff and thought about it behind closed doors, no one was allowed to visit without the permission of the great patriarch, and Nianhua was not allowed to step out of the Forgotten Cliff for half a step.

Two people who were originally in love with each other were imprisoned separately at this time, as if they were on opposite sides of the sky. Nianhua washed his face with tears all day long, looking at Xuanyue alone. Ling Du did not see the light in the prison all day long, and no matter how much he pleaded, he could not see the old patriarch and Aotian.

Spring goes to autumn, the sun and the moon alternate. Fifty years passed quietly. The old patriarch fell due to illness, and Aotian succeeded him as the patriarch of the Feng clan.

Ling Du, whose mana was sealed, was just a mortal, and fifty years of time was enough to make people look old. At this time, Ling Du had already turned into a gray-haired old man.

Inside the prison.

Ling Du curled up and lay quietly on his side. Suddenly opened his eyes, and a familiar figure appeared in front of him.

Ling Du and the man looked at each other, and the one who came was Aotian.

At that time, Aotian's cultivation had entered the realm of returning to the void, and his face was changed. Facing Ling Du, who was already white, a trace of sadness appeared in his heart.

Ling Du was agitated, and got up suddenly, only to feel that his body shook and almost fell to the ground. Fifty years have not erased his thoughts and love for Nianhua.

"Where is Nianhua? Are you going to take me to find Nianhua?"

Ling Du looked extremely excited when he saw Aotian, like tears flowing from his dry eyes, like blood, and he couldn't stop flowing.

Although the decision of the old patriarch was unsatisfactory and disregarded family affection, Aotian understood and supported it.

Aotian couldn't help but cry when he saw that Ling Du's once handsome appearance had long been gone, and now there was only a skinny old man standing in front of him.

"Where's Nianhua? I ask you what about Nianhua, where is she now, I want to see her..."

Ling Du roared, his hands tearing at the King Kong Iron Pillar Gate that he had already pulled countless times, his thin arms were full of green tendons, his face was hideous, and his voice was hoarse.

Aotian sighed, choked up and said, "Nianhua... She..."

Hearing Aotian speak, and mentioning Nianhua again, Ling Du shouted excitedly: "Nianhua, she... What's wrong with her? tell me where she is now..."Ling Du poked his head out of the King Kong fence excitedly, trembling uncontrollably.

"Nianhua died ten years ago. ”

As soon as Aotian's words came out, Ling Du could no longer support his exhausted body, and sat down on the ground.

Ling Du's face was expressionless, his eyes were empty, but the tears were still flowing silently.

Aotian looked at him and didn't speak. Because, Aotian couldn't touch Ling Du's inner world at this time. Aotian thought to himself, maybe he knew that Nianhua was dead, and he should also stop thinking and let go.

Fifty years, fifty years of time have passed, fifty years of waiting, fifty years of expectation, at this moment, just because of one sentence, everything has collapsed and destroyed, Ling Du can't accept this fact.

Long.

Ling Du suddenly spoke: "Nianhua, how did she die?

Aotian wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and said: "Nianhua was locked up in the Cliff of Forgetting Worries by his father, and he was blind because he missed and cried, and finally died of depression. Speaking of this, Aotian could no longer suppress the pain in his heart, and even cried like a child.

Ling Du burst into tears and wept in pain, and asked loudly at Aotian, "Have you ever thought about saving her, that is our most beloved sister..."

Ling Du's eyes were red, staring at Aotian deadly. Aotian bowed his head and was silent, because in Aotian's heart, his father was not only his father, but also the patriarch of the Feng clan, and even if he had the heart, he didn't dare to mention the word Nianhua in front of his father.

The moment Aotian lowered his head, Ling Du understood. lowered his eyes and stopped looking at him, and said lightly: "It's been fifty years, and now Nianhua is gone, and the meaning of my life is gone, I just want to ask you when I leave, what is all this for? Just because I am his adopted son, just because he thinks that Nianhua and I have defiled his high power?"

"No... It's not what you think..."

"Tell me what it is!"

Aotian hurriedly explained, but at this time, Ling Du was even more excited, interrupting his words, and kept asking, as if that heart-rending roar could slightly soothe the infinite resentment in his heart.

When Ling Du's mood calmed down a little, Aotian said, "Listen to me tell a story." ”

100,000 years ago, the Feng clan started. At that time, the Feng clan only had one clan, and Ling Yan, the first patriarch of the Feng clan, had a son, who was very intelligent, and he was able to integrate the exercises he learned very quickly, and soon became one of the best cultivators in the Feng clan, and his name was Ling Du.

Just when people regarded Ling Du as the next patriarch, a major event happened in the Feng Clan, and it was this incident that triggered future events.

Ling Du was obsessed with cultivation, and inadvertently obtained a book of yin and poisonous exercises called Wuji, and thus fell into the demon path.

As the saying goes, once you enter the demon path, it is difficult to turn back, and all the cultivators regard Ling Du as the devil and want to kill him in order to maintain the righteousness of heaven and earth.

Ling Du is Ling Yan's only son, and he loves it so much that he refuses to watch his son who has fallen into the devil's path being killed by others.

Before Ling Yan died, he gave up the position of the great patriarch to Aobi, who was still the commander of the Feng clan at that time, and handed over Ling Du's soul to him, telling him to refine this soul into a human again and take care of it for generations. However, in the future, the children of the Feng clan are not allowed to intermarry with him, and if the two intermarry, the soul seal may be lifted and the demon god will be awakened.

Inside the prison.

Ling Du understood everything and fell headlong. Ling Du's body turned into dust, and a soul floated into Aotian's hands.

Aotian obeyed the ancestral teachings, refined Ling Du's soul into a human again, named Ling Du, and adopted him as an adopted son.

Return to reality, on the land of southern Xinjiang.

Ji Mingyu's narration, Kong Xuan listened to it sincerely, and also figured out the reason. In other words, the ghost robe in front of him now is Ling Du in this life.

To say that the memory of Ling Du in this life should be completely gone, why did he betray the Feng Clan, turned into the number one warrior ghost robe of the Wind Snake Clan, and instigated other clans to attack his ancestral land? Kong Xuan began to make trouble again, and looked at Ji Mingyu.

Ji Mingyu shook her shoulders and said that she was not clear.

It seems that something is still happening, otherwise it would not be like this.

Kong Xuan had too much confusion in his heart, so he had no choice but to look at the ghost robe, trying to find the answer in the conversation between Zuo Gongming and him.