Chapter Ninety-Five: The Past of Chang Ling

"Hmph...... Ha ......"

The loud cheers, with the momentum of overwhelming the mountains and the sea, swept the entire Blue Spirit Mountain, people who practice martial arts, full of qi and blood, are naturally full of energy, especially at this moment, these young people of the Changli tribe are practicing martial arts on the altar square, blessed by the power of qi and blood, the weather is extraordinary, and the sky is full of clouds.

Among them, especially the leader is the most terrifying, Li Yang's body is like an ocean, surging, almost condensed into substance, the fist wind is cold, with strong qi and blood, like the waves of the sea, hitting the void and shaking.

A real person in the Awakening God Realm, cultivating martial arts, with one fist and one palm, pointing directly to the true meaning of martial arts, splitting mountains and breaking mountains, it is not a problem.

Jiang Chen stood aside and watched, Li Yang and the others looked at it as if they hadn't seen it, they got along for a while, the Changli clan had long been accustomed to his existence, Jiang Chen came to watch the morning exercise every day, and the patriarch Chang Yuanshou's attitude was ambiguous, and he was suspected of acquiescence. Even the patriarch didn't speak, so these clansmen naturally didn't talk much.

Only Li Yang, who had lived and died together, knew that with Jiang Chen's strength, he had no interest in stealing the Southern Xinjiang Combat Technique, because this kind of combat skill was at most just tempering the flesh, and in the eyes of the Immortal Dao Gate Sect, it was like a chicken rib.

The fact is also the same, Jiang Chen comes to watch every day, his eyes are bright, his breath is ethereal, he is deducing the mystery of the southern Xinjiang battle technique, the so-called one law through ten thousand laws, after refining the qi and transforming the gods, the original god is self-generated, and the achievements in the immortal road have already entered the hall, and it is easy to understand the true meaning of martial arts.

The so-called Southern Xinjiang combat technique is actually the sublimation of mortal martial arts, an extreme technique for refining the flesh.

However, condensing the spirit body, Jiang Chen has the foundation of the three pills, this southern Xinjiang combat technique requires a lot of time to cultivate, it is a kind of water grinding work, maybe decades, hundreds of years, until the loess is slashed, the martial arts are difficult to achieve, compared to the elixir, it is really a bit of a chicken rib, after Jiang Chen understands the mystery of the combat technique, he is not much interested.

Eyes moved around, suddenly looking at the crowd, these are the lively Changli people, most of them are not physically qualified, can not practice combat skills and martial arts, and some are women, because the combat skills are full of masculine power, women are yin, and the attributes are incompatible, so in the southern Xinjiang tribes, there are clan rules that women are not allowed to practice combat skills.

Chang Ling was also in the crowd, and the strange thing was that this most beautiful lark of the Changli clan did not fly over as soon as he saw Jiang Chen as usual, but stood quietly in the crowd, his pupils were dilated, his eyes were dull, and he seemed to be preoccupied.

"Don't bother her, Ling'er is not in a good mood. ”

Jiang Chen was just about to walk over, but Li Yang, who had already finished his work, suddenly walked over and stretched out his hand to hold him.

Jiang Chen retracted his steps and frowned: "In the past few days, I have found that Chang Ling's mind is confused, like a matter of heart?"

"Alas, in a few days, it will be the death day of Ling'er's mother......"

“......”

"Do you want to hear Ling'er's story?" Li Yang asked with a complicated look.

After a long time, Li Yang didn't hear Jiang Chen's response, and then smiled indifferently and told Jiang Chen a dusty past that had been sealed for more than ten years.

"Ling'er's mother, called Rue Xiang, she is the lark of the previous generation of our Chang Ling clan, Aunt Ru Xiang's voice is very pleasant, as soon as she sings, the birds and beasts in the millions of mountains will listen quietly. She is gentle and virtuous, her smile is like a hundred flowers, she is the goddess in the hearts of all Changli tribes, and even Yufu Lingjian people. As he spoke, Li Yang's eyes looked at Chang Ling, and it seemed that on Chang Ling's face, he saw the shadow of Ruxiang, and his eyes were full of respect and heat.

"Fifteen years ago, our Changli tribe was extremely prosperous, the previous generation of patriarchs had four sons and one daughter, the four sons were all lions in the clan, even the elders of Yufu Lingjian heard of the prestige of the four heroes of the Changli tribe, and all the clansmen firmly believed that under the leadership of these four people, the Changli tribe would get better and better...... At that time, I was only a few years old, but I also believed that the four uncles and uncles were the future ...... of the Changli people."

"However, the good times didn't last long, Erbo Chang Yuanxing, that is, Ling'er's father, was born insane, and once he became ill, his six relatives did not recognize him, and he created a killing and abuse, and was imprisoned in Midi by the patriarch...... The male lion of the Changli tribe became a murderer overnight, and the old patriarch also had gray hair overnight, and the confidence of the Changli people was greatly hit. ”

"Bad news followed, the second uncle was imprisoned in the secret place, for some reason, he actually got along with Aunt Yunxiang day and night, and then fell in love for a long time, and it was difficult to extricate himself...... At this time, Aunt Yun Xiang had already reached the age of marriage, and the clan unanimously decided to let her marry the fourth uncle Chang Yuanlun...... Oh, Chang Yuanlun is the Nine Spirits Sect Deacon Elder you have seen. Li Yang smiled bitterly.

"Ha......" Jiang Chen's eyes froze, he was silent for a moment, and asked, "What happened?"

"Aunt Rue Xiang's beauty, anyone will fall for her, even though the fourth uncle is extremely talented and deeply loved by the old patriarch, he is still a hero who is sad to pass the beauty pass, so ...... When he learned that Aunt Ruexiang's sweetheart was the second uncle, that kind of pain ......"

"Brotherhood, blood and kinship, the fourth uncle endured the pain and cut his love, and blessed the second uncle with a smile...... It was a happy event, but half a month after the second uncle got married, he went crazy again and injured Aunt Ruxiang with one palm......"

"Since then, the second uncle's madness has become more and more frequent, almost every few days, he will fight against Aunt Rue Xiang, every time the old patriarch sees Aunt Rue Xiang covered in bruises, he is heartbroken and guilty, saying that he hurt Aunt Rue Xiang, but Aunt Yun Xiang always smiled and shook her head, saying that the second uncle was sick, not on purpose, her kindness moved everyone......"

Not long after, Aunt Rue Xiang was pregnant, the fourth uncle was very happy, he loved Aunt Yun Xiang in his heart, her child, how could it not be his relatives, the fourth uncle secretly went to the second uncle's house to visit, and happened to see the second uncle have a mad attack and beat Aunt Yun Xiang...... At that moment, the fourth uncle was crazy, regardless of his brotherhood, and went crazy and beat the second uncle to vomit blood......"

"Cannibalism is a felony among the hundred clans, and the old patriarch was disheartened and saved the fourth uncle as the patriarch...... A few months later, Aunt Rue gave birth to a girl, but she ...... But because of the second uncle's continuous violence, he was deeply injured, and he was already powerless to return to heaven and died, but the sad Ling'er was young and lost her mother. Li Yang said sadly.

“......”

Jiang Chen was still silent.

"When the news of Aunt Yunxiang's death came, the fourth uncle, who was still hunting in the mountains, hurried back, and the second uncle, who was embarrassed, was also there, and the two brothers met in this situation...... At that time, we didn't know what happened, the four heroes of the Changli tribe, fratricidal, fighting, the fourth uncle in front of Aunt Yunxiang, betrayed the Changli tribe, that battle, the blood of the Changli tribe flowed like a river, the old patriarch was also seriously injured, and soon passed away, leaving only a few words, so that the eldest uncle was the patriarch ......"

"Originally, the matter should have ended here, but the second uncle, who came to his senses, was haunted by the death of Aunt Rue Xiang, and felt guilty, he always felt that his madness was a disaster for the Changli tribe, and on a night when no one was around, he left the Changli tribe, and there was no news in the future......"

"Ling'er has no father and no mother since she was a child, under the nurturing of her uncle, third uncle and sister-in-law, she grows up day by day, she has the beauty of Aunt Ruexiang, and the moving singing voice of Aunt Ruexiang, she is the lark of our Changli tribe...... Twitter, seemingly innocent, cheerful and flawless, but no one ever knows the loneliness and sadness in her heart. ”

"Now I understand why Chang Ling is so dependent on you, because you can play with her, comfort her, be able to pamper her, pamper her, love her, I am not as good as you......"

"Li Yang, I ......"

Li Yang closed his eyes, turned around slowly, and said: "What happened to Aunt Yunxiang is tragic enough, I just hope that Ling'er will be happy, happy, and carefree for the rest of her life, such a life, you can give it to her, I can't give it." ”

"I am willing to be her shield, shelter her from the wind and rain, and create a pure land for her without disasters but happiness!"

Jiang Chen's heart was trembling, he looked at Li Yang's back, his vision became blurred, at this moment, he found that Li Yang's back was extremely tall, like a giant standing up to the sky, that powerful sense of oppression almost suffocated Jiang Chen.

......

The Blue Spirit Valley in the afterglow, the red glow is reflected, colorful, beautiful, like a fairyland, but in this beautiful scenery, there is a lonely sadness in the permeate.

Chang Ling clasped her hands on her knees, her little head was on her knees, her smart eyes were staring at the red sunset in the west, her figure was thin, her back was lonely, and she felt pity.

"I wish the sun never set......"

"Rising in the east and setting in the west is the fate of the sun's life......" Jiang Chen strolled over and said in a low voice.

"But Ling'er doesn't want it to fall......"

Chang Ling lowered his head, and his weak appearance was particularly pitiful.

"Those who are in the dark do not feel fear, because in their hearts the sun is always there and will never set......"

"There is light in my heart, even though the world is dark, it is still a smooth road, full of light!"

Hearing this, Chang Ling raised his head and asked curiously, "Jiang Chen, do you have light in your heart?"

Yes, or no?

There should be, the light in his heart is a belief that allows Jiang Le to live peacefully.

"In Jiang Chen's heart, there is naturally a bright ......"

"Giggles, that's good, Ling'er should be like you, with a bright heart...... Jiang Chen, I heard that watching the sunset on the top of Lanling Mountain is very beautiful, come and see it with me. ”

"Good. ”

The crisp laughter, like a string of wind chimes, sounded in the Lanling Mountain, particularly pleasant to the ear, all the Changli people who heard the laughter of the Chang Ling, put down the things in their hands, looked up at the sky, I don't know what they saw, the simple face, showed a happy smile......

"Maybe I'm wrong......"

"Big brother, you can change your mistakes, it's still too late. ”

"Yuanyue, you, are still the same as when you were a child, you don't have any affection when you speak......"

"Is Big Brother angry?"

"No, I just think about when I was a kid, there were five of us...... It's all gone, and the past is like smoke, passing away with the wind...... After observing during this period of time, Jiang Chen's conduct is good and trustworthy, and I am determined to let him go to the Jade Fu Lingjian!"

"Big brother!?"

"Just because he can make Ling'er happy, I will help him if I work hard!"

"But where is the uncle? Jiang Chen is his disciple again, the temper of the second uncle, you also know the eldest brother, I am afraid of ......"

"Hmph, the second uncle, the shopkeeper, has ignored the Changli clan for many years, I just want Jiang Chen to disgust him. ”