Chapter 193: The Past Follows the Wind
Ling Yifan had already collected all his grief at this time and buried it deep in his heart, and only by making the enemy pay the price of blood could he comfort the pain in his heart at this time.
Walking out of the hall with an expressionless face, Ling Yifan flew towards the former Huoyun Peak. Not long after, when he came to the courtyard where he once lived, looking at the dilapidated courtyard overgrown with weeds, Ling Yifan sighed, there are many collapsed houses here that have not been repaired.
After that incident, Teng Xiaofeng only repaired the main peak, and the rest was not taken care of, mainly because the Ethereal Sect is now sparsely populated, and one main peak is enough to settle the sect up and down.
Stepping on the once familiar soil, Ling Yifan recalled the scenes when he first joined the sect, as if he wanted to deeply sink all the grass and trees here and the bits and pieces of the past in his heart.
Here, there are the first throbbing and beautiful memories of his life, the first time Yun Mengyao came to him, and the beautiful shadow like frost that he has missed countless times in his dreams.
Ling Yifan followed his memory and walked through the familiar scenery step by step in the ethereal five peaks, and Ling Yifan would stop and stay everywhere. Because, every scenery here is a place where he and Yun Mengyao have stayed, I thought that once I returned, I would be able to join hands with a beautiful woman in this life!
In the end, Ling Yifan came to the peak of the mountain when the two parted, looking at the familiar grass and trees, and the scene of parting vaguely appeared in front of him, as if it had just happened yesterday. It's just that now it's a matter of right and wrong, and the past is scattered in the wind.
"I will definitely get you back!" Ling Yifan's soft voice was unquestionably firm.
After a long time, Ling Yifan's body moved, and he shot in the direction of Fengyin Village. More than 100 miles of mountain road, in an instant, Ling Yifan stood in front of the thatched hut where he lived with his father in the past.
At this time, the thatched hut was long gone, and the location of the former thatched hut could only be vaguely judged from memory. The former Fengyin Village is now a barren and miserable place, and if you hadn't lived here, it's hard to think that this was a village before.
It can be seen how tragic the battle was back then, and a village was razed to the ground just by being affected. Thinking of Zhang Hu and every familiar villager, Ling Yifan felt a pain in his heart again, and the guilt and self-blame in his heart were even stronger.
Ling Yifan slowly knelt down. Knock heavily on all the villagers who have suffered misfortune because of themselves! Knock heavily on the forehead on the ground, there are no tears, because the heartache can no longer shed tears...
Staring at the scenery in front of him, his father's voice and smile kept appearing in front of him, unusually clear. Scenes from childhood keep flashing in my mind.
'Poof...', Ling Yifan's right hand was tightly covering his chest, and because of excessive sadness, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his heart.
At this time, it was getting late, and Ling Yifan knelt silently in front of the ancestral house with his hands on his chest. It was late autumn now, and a cold night breeze blew over his face, and Ling Yifan suddenly felt that the wind was cold like never before. Not only on the face, but also on the body. It's even colder to the bottom of my heart...
If the pain of cultivation in the past was unbearable, then at this time, in the face of the loss of a loved one, countless innocent lives are buried in the ground because of themselves, this kind of pain is different from any kind of pain!
It is not the pain of a heavy blow to the body, nor the tearing pain of the soul when studying the ban, but the pain in the heart, this wordless pain can only be felt and understood by those who have experienced it firsthand!
Ling Yifan's tired and painful face looked up at the endless starry sky above his head, and his eyes were full of unyielding and unwillingness. He said to himself to the sky: "Heaven, what is it? What is fate? Is this my Ling Yifan's fate? What is fate? What is a fixed number? If you have the ability, you can take my life, don't hurt the people around me!"
Ling Yifan, who was talking to himself, had an unprecedented essence and unyielding will burst into his eyes. He let go of his right hand holding his chest, pointed to the gloomy darkness on his head, and roared angrily: "From now on, my fate is up to me, I am my fate, I am the certainty! One day I will step through the sky and see how you arrange all the beings in this world." And on what basis is it to arrange everyone's fate!"
Ling Yifan's angry roar and questioning seemed to anger the heavens, and the night sky with shimmering stars suddenly darkened. Dark clouds gradually obscured the starry sky, and the black pressure seemed to be pressed to the ground.
A moment later, a bolt of lightning swept across the sky, instantly illuminating the entire night sky, and then a rumbling thunder exploded in the sky, coming from afar.
A moment later, it was raining heavily, Ling Yifan knelt on the barren grass, letting the rain pour mercilessly on his body, and the cold rain completely numbed Ling Yifan's already cold heart!
I don't know how long it took, the rain gradually stopped, the dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, and the eastern sky unconsciously revealed a glimmer of light.
Ling Yifan actually knelt all night in this cold rainy night, and after the first ray of light in the sky shyly jumped out, Ling Yifan turned his head to look at the light that had just appeared, but it was not dazzling, and said to himself in his heart: "The road has just begun, it's time to set off..."
Ling Yifan sighed, stood up, glanced at the surrounding scenery with nostalgia, and flew in the direction of the Ethereal Sect.
But after a while, he returned to the sect, and in the main hall, Teng Xiaofeng said with some reluctance: "Are you leaving?"
"Well, there are still many things to do, and I won't let go of the Xuanming Sect!" Ling Yifan said firmly.
Immediately, Ling Yifan took out the intermediate ninth-order secret treasure on his body and handed it to Teng Xiaofeng, "Master, you keep this, in case there is something in the sect, you can use it." ”
Teng Xiaofeng looked at the red three-inch short sword in his hand, and handed it back to Ling Yifan with his backhand, "You need it more than me outside, you can stay by your side, I can't ask for it." ”
Seeing this, Ling Yifan said resolutely: "Master, you can keep it, I have other secret treasures, besides, with my current cultivation and realm self-preservation, it is no problem, I have enough self-preservation power under the holy entry, if you don't accept it, I will be uneasy in my heart, the sect needs it!"
Teng Xiaofeng sighed lowly, but he couldn't resist Ling Yifan, and finally put it away. The master accepted it, Ling Yifan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly remembered something, "By the way, I have a friend named Ziyun, Yuanying Xiuwei, who was a disciple of the Water Moon Sect in the past. I happened to be met when I came back this time, so I simply asked her to come to my Ethereal Sect, I should be able to arrive in a few days, I'm afraid I can't wait, so I'll arrange it by the master!"
Teng Xiaofeng nodded and agreed, "Don't worry, I will arrange it, the sect will add another help, but you are careful in everything!"
"Well, I will be fine until the revenge is avenged, and I will leave after saying goodbye to Xu Leran for a while!" Ling Yifan said.
After a long time, Teng Xiaofeng reluctantly said: "Go, take care of yourself!"
Ling Yifan bowed to Teng Xiaofeng, then turned around and exited the hall, looking at Ling Yifan's departing figure, Teng Xiaofeng was indescribably complicated and reluctant in his heart!
Ling Yifan's consciousness moved, and he soon found Xu Leran and Ling Xiaoyu, whose bodies moved, and flew towards where the two of them were. Not long after, Ling Yifan appeared in front of a house, sensing Ling Yifan's arrival, Xu Leran hurriedly greeted him.
Seeing Xu Leran, Ling Yifan showed a hint of a smile and said, "I'll leave the sect right away, and I'll come to see you before leaving!"
At this time, Ling Xiaoyu had just walked out of the house, and when she heard that Ling Yifan was about to leave, she was shocked, and said at the same time as Xu Leran: "Are you going to leave?
Ling Yifan sighed lowly, "Do you think I just stay in the sect and can settle down?" Meng Yao's whereabouts are unknown, life and death are unknown, and there is also the deep hatred and hatred of the Xuanming Sect, thinking of this, it is like a fish in the throat and it is difficult to eat, and the Xuanming Sect will not be destroyed in this life!"
Xu Leran wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start, and said after a moment of silence: "I understand your feelings, it's just that it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, and that Xuanming Sect can't be solved by you now, it's better to..."
Before Xu Leran could finish speaking, Ling Yifan interrupted him, "Don't worry, I am measured, I suffered a loss last time, I will not be reckless!"
Seeing that Ling Yifan couldn't be persuaded, Xu Leran could only sigh helplessly, "Be careful yourself, you still have our friends! ”
Ling Yifan nodded, glanced at Xu Leran again, and said with some reluctance: "I'm leaving!"
Xu Leran was also a little reluctant, the two had only seen each other for a moment, and they didn't even say a few words, but Ling Yifan had to embark on the journey again with hatred, muttered for a moment, and said reluctantly: "Goodbye!"
Ling Yifan waved his hand, resolutely turned around and took off into the air, shooting into the sky, and disappeared in Xu Leran's sight in an instant, Teng Xiaofeng also stood in front of the hall, looking at the direction in which Ling Yifan disappeared, his heart was sour!
Ling Yifan, who was flying in the sky, burst with bloodthirsty flames of revenge in his eyes, and said resentfully in his heart: "Xuanming Sect, I'm here!" (To be continued.) )