Chapter 2: Time flies
"Martial Spirit City", the Pope's Palace.
Qian Xunji looked calm as he listened to Bibi Dong’s report on the strangulation of the evil soul master Yu Xiaogang.
After Bibi Dong stopped talking, she suddenly said: "Dong'er, what do you think of Ling Yi?"
"Master Ling?" Bibi Dong was startled when he heard this. There was a bit of confusion on her beautiful face.
Bibi Dong, who is about to turn thirty, is still the highly respected and loved saint of the [Martial Soul Hall]. She has never experienced darkness and has never been to the "City of Killing". Even though she has been chasing evil soul masters all year round, she still carries a bit of innocence and pure kindness in front of her respected teacher Qian Xunji.
After a moment of silence, Bibi Dong said to the superior Qian Xunji: "Although Master Ling was born in a humble background and his talent was hard to describe, he is now able to possess Contra at the age of less than forty. His strength and cultivation speed are no less than those of [Haotian Sect] Tang Hao, and his research on martial soul theory is the best in ten thousand years!"
"In addition, Master Ling is also particularly good at it! People's livelihood and economy can develop a deserted town into a large city that is second to none in Douluo Continent, comparable to "Tian Dou City" and "Xing Luo City"."
Speaking of this, Bibi Dong's star! In his eyes, there was an unconcealable light shining.
Qianxunji, who had always been majestic, cold and arrogant, was not angry at Bibi Dong's performance at this moment.
Suddenly, Qian Xunji asked: "If I invite him to join me [Martial Soul Hall], do you think he will agree?"
"Huh?" Bibi Dongsu raised his hand lightly, covering the sandalwood. He looked at Qian Xunji with some surprise.
"Well, let's not rush it yet."
Qian Xunji shook his head first, and said slowly while thinking: "I intend to choose a new site to rebuild the "Martial Soul City", and wait for the new After the city is built, you go and invite him to watch the ceremony, and we will mention it later..."
...
Within the territory of [Xingluo Empire], [Haotian Sect].
"Father, brother, I'm back——"
Tang Hao, with a ribbon tied on his head and short hair flying freely, strode into the sect hall and faced his father who was in charge, 'Zhentian Douluo' Tang Zhen, and the eldest brother below, 'Xiaotian Douluo' Tang Xiao, nodded in greeting.
"Ahem——"
Tang Zhen coughed a few times before saying anything, then nodded to Tang Hao who was approaching and asked: "How is it? Can Yu Xiaogang go smoothly? Kill? ”
"Go back to father~" Tang Hao responded respectfully: "Yu Xiaogang has died on a lonely mountain outside the "Lost Canyon"."
"Hmm~" Tang Zhen said in his nasal cavity, with an inexplicable flash in his eyes. With a look on his face, he said: "I'm afraid that old boy Yu Yuanzhen will have a hard time this time~"
After a pause, Tang Zhen continued: "Next, you will practice hard in the sect and strive for success. Cultivation reaches level 90 as soon as possible, and then your brother and I will accompany you to the "Lost Canyon" and we will definitely hunt a hundred thousand year old soul beast for you!"
"Hao'er~" Tang Zhen looked at Tang Hao with bright eyes: "Your grandfather named you 'Hao' because he hopes that you can inherit his name of 'Haotian Douluo'. You, don't let me and your grandfather down - cough ! Cough cough cough——!"
Xu was too emotional as he spoke, and suddenly started coughing violently.
"Father!"
"Father——!"
Two brothers, Tang Xiao and Tang Hao, immediately stepped forward and came to Tang Zhen's side, looking at him worriedly.
"Huh-huh-"
The chest rose and fell like a bellows. Tang Zhen slowly regained his composure and took out a jade jade device from the storage soul guide on his waist. bottle, poured out two fragrant brown pills, threw them into his mouth, closed his eyes and swallowed.
After a while, Tang Zhen opened his eyes again, and his blood-red face returned to normal due to violent coughing.
Seeing this, Tang Xiao breathed a sigh of relief at first, and then said with concern: "Father, do you think you should go to 'Lingyun City' again and ask Master Ling to treat you?"
"Yes~" Tang Hao responded: "The effect of these pills made by the Yang family seems to be getting lower and lower. It is better to go to "Lingyun City" to find Master Ling..." "Two years ago, Ling After treating your father, the master also said that your disease was caused by hidden injuries in your early years. Unless he breaks through the ban and can be cured at one stroke, he can only treat you once every once in a while to maintain your condition. "
“No hurry~”
After listening to the advice of his two sons, Tang Zhen shook his head and said: "That boy is good at everything, but he is too soft-tempered!"
"With his control over the special environment of "Lingyun City", everything is possible. Right under his nose.”
“However, his place is like a sieve, with everyone there. If I go there too often, I’m afraid my condition will appear everywhere in the mainland. In the hands of forces..."
"Unfortunately, only the environment created by Master Ling in "Lingyun City" can provide you, father, with sufficient therapeutic effects~" Tang Xiao said helplessly: "Otherwise, Master Ling will Come to [Haotian Sect], how nice it is to treat your father here..."
"That's it~" Tang Zhen waved his hands and said calmly: "As long as you two brothers can support me [Haotian Sect] As a father, I can give an explanation to your grandfather. Whether this injury can be cured or not, it doesn’t matter..."
...
‘Lingyun City’ is located on the edge of a branch of the ‘Tianling Mountain Range’.
The small mountain range, which is a thousand meters high and stretches for nearly twenty miles, is located between the [Tian Dou Empire], the [Star Luo Empire], and the "Star Dou Forest".
In the backyard of the City Lord's Mansion, there is a small house completely intertwined with thousands of "Blue Silver Grass".
Gently pushing aside the jade arms and white legs that were draped over her body, Ling Yi stood up and walked out of the hut wearing her nightgown.
A few people jumped up and down, and came to the cliff behind the city lord's mansion. Facing the cross wind blowing from the mountains and forests in the distance, Ling Yi felt as if his flying long hair and clothes were flying at the moment.
‘It’s been almost forty years——’
Ling Yi looked up at the looming morning star, and suddenly felt a sense of sadness in his heart.
If it were normal, this useless emotion would be killed by Ling Yi as soon as it appeared.
But at the moment, Ling Yi is letting his thoughts run wild.
Just because, in this plot line, Douluo Continent, which was slapped by his butterfly, was in disarray, and he was about to celebrate his fortieth birthday.
Birthday is not the key, the key is this birthday, in the year 2631 of the Douluo Calendar.
‘I don’t know, will he continue to be born, or will he disappear in the current timeline like Qian Renxue? ’
Ling Yi turned around and looked at the small house in the city lord's palace. His eyes seemed to be able to see a figure with blue and silver hair among the jade body inside.
Looking back, Ling Yi looked at the rising sun in the eastern sky and said softly: "It's been almost forty years -"
After the sound fell, he closed his eyes and his mind moved. Invisible light blue ripples spread outward from Ling Yi's body.
All around, countless "Blue Silver Grass" trees on the ground swayed with leaves, responding to something.
In an instant, everything within a radius of dozens of miles was reflected in Ling Yi's heart.
Tens of miles is not the limit, the frequency like the sunlight wave is still extending.
A hundred miles... a thousand miles... a thousand miles... a hundred thousand miles -! ! !
Finally, the earth beneath his feet turned into a ball and appeared in Ling Yi's mind.
With his mind in the endless dark, cold, violent and chaotic void, overlooking the ball with two-thirds of its area emitting a blue halo, Ling Yi’s mind turned into the will of God:
< br>'Whether you come or not, this world will ultimately be different because of me. ’
“Today’s Douluo Continent, I, Ling Yi, have the final say——!”
(End of this chapter)