C2

Two days later, in an inpatient ward of the First People's Hospital of Tianhai, Lingyun slowly opened his eyes.

"Hmm? Where am I? " When he opened his eyes, he saw the snow-white walls, some closets, and the LCD TV in front of him. It was so quiet that one could almost hear a pin drop. Lingyun looked around in confusion, and did not react for a moment.

After a while, Lingyun's brain came around: This, seems to be a hospital.

Remembering the scene from before and the foot that was stepping on his face, a cold light flashed in Ling Yun's eyes. Clenching his fists, he said in a low voice: "Wang Ba, I will remember this favor of yours!" Then, a few figures flashed past his mind. They were none other than Wang Ba's henchmen.

"This ward should have been taken care of by Old Zhang and co." Seeing this ward, Ling Yun's heart warmed.

Remembering the reason why he was hospitalized, Lingyun could not help but smile bitterly. He subconsciously touched his pocket. That was the fuse that led to his hospitalization, a small stone.

Being beaten into the hospital because of a small stone, he was considered the only "strongest person in history". Although this was just a reason why Wang Ba acted, it was not worth it.

Ling Yun was startled upon touching the small stone. Something was not right! He quickly took out the small stone.

And when he took it out, Ling Yun couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

Was this still the same unassuming black pebble? Lingyun stared at this ping-pong ball the size of a smooth, round, silvery-white bead that emitted a faint holy light.

Ling Yun clearly remembered that the small pebble was only the size of a pinky. It was round yet irregular, and it was also plain without any light. However, this small bead, in other words, was a Night Pearl, and Ling Yun faintly felt that it was perhaps even deeper than a Night Pearl.

"Who the hell is this prank on me? Could it be Number Four? " Lingyun naturally did not think that it was the small stone from before. Because it did not look like it at all, he started to feel around his body again. But on the third floor, on the first three floors, he touched them all. Even Ling Yun could not find the small stone.

"It must be Number Four," Ling Yun muttered. After thinking about it, he concluded that only his fourth son, Long Xiaoyun, would be able to pull off such a prank.

At this time, the ball suddenly exploded with a blinding white light. Lingyun's eyes became stung, and with a groan, he fell onto the bed.

… ….

There was no light and nothing to be seen.

"Where is this place?" Why am I here? "What the hell is this place?" In the midst of the greyness, a man's voice sounded. It was Ling Yun. At this moment, he was whispering in this strange unknown space, his heart was filled with bewilderment and bewilderment.

"Big Brother Ao, you finally came. Wuuuu, I waited for you for a long time …" A clear and melodious female voice sounded, with a hint of a sobbing tone.

"Who?" Ling Yun felt a wave of horror in his heart. Looking towards the source of the voice, he saw a breathtakingly beautiful young girl standing ten meters away from him without a sound. The tears that fell from her eyes were extremely lovable. For a moment, Ling Yun was dumbstruck, to the extent that he did not even know how he could see a woman in this dusky environment.

"Who are you?" After who knows how long, Ling Yun finally regained his senses, and a cold chill ran from the bottom of his feet to the top of his head, as he said that with a chill in his heart. This, could it be that he met a ghost from the legends?

However, other than the initial chill in his heart, Ling Yun was not too afraid. Instead, he felt that this young lady was very familiar, as if she was the closest person to him. Yet, he didn't have any impression of her.

"Me? Big Brother Ao, it's Qian'Er. Don't you remember me? " The young girl's eyes were filled with anxiety.

"Qian'er?" Ling Yun felt that this feeling was even more familiar now, but he could not recall it. After pondering for a while, his head started to hurt, and he finally shook his head helplessly: "I don't know."

"Big Brother Ao, I …" The girl opened her mouth but didn't say anything.

"Alright, kid, if you can't remember, then don't think about it." Ling Yun once again fell into deep thought. An ancient yet imposing voice sounded, and an invisible pressure began to spread. Ling Yun felt as if he had fallen into an icehouse, and his entire body became ice-cold, unable to move at all.

However, in an instant, Lingyun recovered. However, he was covered in cold sweat, and his body seemed to be in a state of collapse. Was it an illusion?

No, Ling Yun immediately rejected this idea, because right at this moment, he saw a blurry, yet imposing black figure. Judging from the voice just now, it seemed to be an old man who surpassed the age of the heavens. Lingyun did not know when he appeared, nor did he know why he could see this old man.

"Ghost." A thought came to Ling Yun's mind, and his hair stood on end.

"I am not a ghost." Glaring at Lingyun, the old man then waved towards the young girl and said: "Qian`er, you can leave now."

"Yes sir!" The young lady replied, and looked longingly at Ling Yun, before slowly fading away. However, the current Ling Yun did not notice it at all.

Because the old man had just stared at Ling Yun, it was as if Ling Yun had gone back to the ice cave, and also as if his soul had left his body in that instant. Only after a while did he come back to his senses, cold sweat trickling down his back.

Using the word "senior" in modern times might not be appropriate, but Ling Yun, who had read a few modern novels, had unexpectedly said those two words.

The old man glanced at Ling Yun, but ignored him, and continued to speak: "Forty-three million years, forty-three million years, good, very good, Hong Er, Hong Xu, Hong Xie, Hong Ming, this favor, I will remember!" His words seemed to contain boundless grief and resentment, as he directly assaulted the depths of Ling Yun's mind.

"Forty-three million years? My God? Forty-three million years! " Ling Yun was aghast, and thought in his heart: How long has the history of mankind been? How long had this old man lived? Didn't this completely overturn modern science? I'm not dreaming, right?

Hmm, no, I must be dreaming. Hmm, I must be dreaming. Ling Yun comforted himself.

"You're not dreaming." Suddenly, when Ling Yun was still daydreaming, an ancient and imposing voice sounded out in his mind.

Ling Yun was shocked: "This person actually knows what he's thinking?" He thought back to when he was stared at by the old man. His face turned pale and he began to sweat profusely.

"Don't worry, I mean no harm. Otherwise, you won't be able to stand here peacefully now, will you?" "" The old man continued, but his tone became much calmer. " "You have nothing to ask?"

"So it's like that, that's true too." It was only now that Ling Yun let out a long sigh of relief.

"Senior, may I know which expert you are? What is this place? Why did I come here? " Calming himself down, Ling Yun asked the three questions he wanted to ask the most.

"You talk too much." The old man glanced at Ling Yun, and said slowly: "You don't need to know who I am, you can just call me Old Dragon; and this is the interior of the Primal Chaos Spirit Orb, of course, there are also people who call it the Holy Dragon Spirit Orb. As for why you are here, naturally, the Spiritual Orb recognizes you as its master."

"Chaos spirit pearl?" Ling Yun was puzzled: "What is that?"

"The Chaos Spirit Orb is what you hold in your hand," the old man sighed, "It was something that I spent a lot of effort to obtain in the past."

"So that's how it is," Ling Yun said as he came to a realization. As for the ownership that the old man mentioned, it was probably related to the blood binding process in some novels, Lingyun thought.

Lingyun was shocked, but soon after, he felt relieved. However, when people knew what he was thinking in his heart, that feeling was not very good.

"Isn't that chaos spirit pearl yours, senior?" Why is it in my hands? Senior, why are you here again? " Lingyun thought for a while and thought: "Could it be that on a whim, this senior wanted to recruit a disciple, and I am the fated one who specifically waited for me here?"

"So you guessed wrong?" Looking at Ling Yun, the old man shook his head and said, "The Primal Chaos Spiritual Bead was originally my item, but I have already passed on, that's why the Primal Chaos Spiritual Bead acknowledged you as its master. As for what you are seeing now, it is only a remnant of my soul. "Ai, let's not bring this up."

The old man let out a soft sigh, carrying a trace of desolation with it.

"Does a person really have a soul?" As Lingyun thought about this sentence, he was actually a little excited, to the point that he did not even listen to what the old man said after.

"Humph!" But the old man's cold snort was able to intimidate his soul, and cold sweat immediately appeared on Ling Yun's forehead. Thinking about how the old man looked, and thinking about how he beat him up, Lingyun felt that this might not be a good thing.

"What? Scared?" At this time, the old man's words didn't seem to have any emotional fluctuations.

"Mm, yes, but I'm willing to take the risk. I wonder what the purpose of this chaos spirit pearl is?" Hearing the elder, Ling Yun calmly admitted it. However, Wang Ba's arrogant words resounded in his mind. Recalling everything that had happened when he was young, it only served to strengthen his conviction. What was there to be afraid of if he was barefoot?

"Very well," the old man nodded. "But you don't have to worry too much. I have already helped you sever your karma, so ordinary people won't be able to find you. It's just right that this chaos spirit pearl will help you increase your strength. Once your strength increases, then it's fine.

The old man sighed.

"Raise your strength?" How can I raise my strength? " Lingyun did not understand, but the old man's sigh made him feel a huge pressure.

"Here," the old man waved his hand, and a white vortex with a diameter of half a meter appeared next to him.

"In this Primal Chaos Light Source, there are Celestials, Undeads, Body Cultivators, Polytechnics, Cultivators, Magic Fantasy, Crystal Card, Martial Arts, Humans, and Misty Ten Worlds. Depending on your strength, you can enter different worlds to train and increase your strength. As for the specifics, let Qian'Er answer them for you. She is the artifact spirit of the Chaos Spirit Orb, you can ask her if you don't understand. After being out for so long, I'm also tired. If there's nothing important, don't bother me. " As the old man spoke, he slowly disappeared.

Ling Yun opened his mouth but in the end, he did not say anything.

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