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As Ling Yan walked into the Body Technique Pavilion, he saw Ling Yi sitting in the hall with his eyes closed. He had a head full of dazzling red hair, wantonly scattered, and a tall and sturdy figure, which gave him a wild look.

Seeing that Rong Yi was meditating, Ling Yan did not disturb him. He immediately stopped walking and waited for Rong Yi to wake up.

"Yanzi, you're here."

However, Rong Yi seemed to have sensed Ling Yan's approach a long time ago. He immediately opened his eyes, stood up and looked at Ling Yan as he spoke.

"Master." Ling Yan bowed towards Rong Yi, "Yes, I'm here."

He walked over, laughing heartily as he patted Ling Yan's shoulder and said, "Yan, you really went against my expectations and made me curious about the bloodline in your body, to actually be able to cause a person with a high grade two martial talent to improve so quickly and continuously release such powerful strength."

"Bloodline?" Ling Yan blanked out for a moment, as he did not understand what Rong Yi was saying.

"Hehe, it's nothing. Master has asked you to come here today because he has something to tell you."

Rong Yi thought that Ling Yan's family clan might have its own clan rules, so he didn't care too much about it. However, his expression turned solemn, which made Ling Yan's heart tighten. His master seemed to have something important to say.

At this moment, Ling Yan's expression became slightly solemn. He was waiting for Rong Yi to continue.

"Yanzi, I have some matters to attend to recently, so I may need to go out for a period of time." Yanzi, I have some matters to attend to recently, so I may need to go out for a period of time.

"Since you were able to defeat the sword technique, I believe you have already mastered the three sets of martial skills that I gave you before. Now, this is the most powerful martial skill and technique that I have learned." Since you were able to defeat the sword technique, I believe you are able to master the three sets of martial skills that I was giving you before.

"This …" After Ling Yan received the two martial skill jade slips, he was stunned. At the same time, he verified the conjecture that he had been keeping in his heart for a long time.

He found that Rong Yi was very good to him, but he didn't think that he would directly become a direct disciple. Moreover, the martial skills he took out were of a high level, and didn't seem like something that could be found in the other countries.

With these cultivation techniques and skills, even if Rong Yi's cultivation was only at early Houtian realm, he would still be an invincible existence within the Crimson Nimbus Martial School. After all, the blade director's cultivation technique was only at the middle Xuan grade.

Perhaps only a large sect would have such an Earth Ranked Martial Technique.

However, why had Rong Yi remained unknown at the Crimson Nimbus Martial School for so long, as if he was hiding something? Why?

Furthermore, right now, Ling Yan was not prepared at all for such a hasty and abrupt situation. To suddenly hand over all his life's knowledge to Ling Yan, could it be that Yi Rong's trip was life-threatening?!

For a time, countless thoughts flashed through Ling Yan's mind.

"Yanzi, whether or not I return at that time, whatever you have learned in your lifetime will be passed on to you. With your talent, I am currently the most qualified to inherit your master's legacy." Yanzi, whether or not I return at that time, what you have learned in your lifetime will be passed on to you.

As he spoke, he placed a black crystal in Ling Yan's hand, and said solemnly, "Yanzi, if I don't come back within half a year, once you reach the sixth level of the Mortal Realm, you should be able to destroy this memory crystal. It contains something that you want to know about, and after that, your master's lifelong wish will be up to you."

Hearing Rong Yi's words, Ling Yan's body stiffened, and his gaze became firm. He shook his head and said, "Master, as the saying goes, master will be father for life. You treat Yan Zi well, and I will remember it in my heart.

"Good, good!" Yi Fanyi patted Ling Yan's shoulder which was getting thicker and didn't say anything more. A pleased look flashed past his eyes.