C13

The Soaring Dragon entered a deep sleep. He entered the deepest part of his consciousness.

Long Teng dreamt of his father in his previous life.

Long Teng saw his father standing in the yard and looking at the snow drifting about. The snow danced in the air like fairies in white clothes and slowly fell to the ground. He was admiring the plum blossoms that his mother had planted. He stood motionlessly in the middle of the courtyard. This courtyard was where Long Teng's parents lived in his previous life. Long Teng remembered his father's favorite time to watch the plum blossoms in the yard during the winter when it snowed. This was his father's nostalgia for his mother.

Long Teng walked up and said, "Father, let's go back to the house. Don't catch a cold." Long Teng's father didn't look back as he asked in a low voice, "Chen'er, do you see the plum blossoms?"

Long Teng wanted to let his father go back to his room, so he followed his father's wishes and said, "Beautiful."

"Yeah. "It's beautiful." Long Teng's father sighed and paused, then continued: "This Plum Blossom doesn't want any other flowers. It is like a snow storm, the more imposing it is, the more tenacious it is. Despite knowing the cold weather, he still chose to display his most beautiful side in this kind of weather. Your mother was the same. When she was pregnant with you, she knew very well that her body was no longer working, but she said that you were her son, her beloved son. Even if it meant risking your life, she would still try to save you. Chen`er, I know you have a good nature, or perhaps a bit of weakness. But in the future, when it was something important to him. Even if he was going to die, he should do his best to protect it. Chen`er, I won't be around in the future. You have to be strong. You have to think about the Plum Blossom like this and not be afraid of setbacks. Upstream, you know? "

Long Teng replied, "Got it."

Long Teng walked into the great hall. His father had passed away, and this was his father's mourning hall. His father's coffin was in the middle of the lobby.

Long Teng kneeled on the ground, crying nonstop.

"I am the eldest son, and this Immortal Sword Villa should be inherited by me. I should be the Villa Master." The eldest brother said loudly.

"On what basis? My talent is better than yours. Usually, the big and small Divine Sword Villa are dealt with by me, so I should be the Villa Master." Second brother said.

"Two young masters, before the old master passed away, he made a deal to bring you two over. The third young master inherited the Divine Sword Villa." An old servant who had been serving Long Teng's father for a long time said.

"Old man, this is a matter of our sword family. It's none of your business. Third brother, although he has talent in cultivation, look at how well he has practiced our sword arts. It's like a woman dancing with the sword. If word of this got out, our sword family would lose all face. If he handed the sword clan over to him, sooner or later, it would be ruined. He had a meal at the sword clan because his surname was Jian. Otherwise, he would have been chased out long ago. "You still want to be the manor lord?" The two elder brothers said at almost the same time.

The Soaring Dragon lay on the ground, not saying a word. He only knew how to cry. Tears.

Long Teng packed his bags, anger filling his heart, and fury towards his two brothers. Reluctantly, he left the Divine Sword Villa.

"Why? Why? I am going to die here, in this demon wolf's mouth. "I can't accept this. I can't accept this." A demonic wolf's claws were on Long Teng's shoulders. The dragon had left the world in despair, full of anger and unwillingness.

"I cannot admit defeat. I am not trash, I must win. "Definitely." Long Teng persevered with this belief, falling down again and again and climbing back up again and again.

"Bang!" The man was knocked off the platform. "I won, I'm not trash." He fell to the ground with a thump.

With a "bang", the man in black arrived. After a while, Long Teng changed his clothes and came out of the house. There was black blood flowing from his mouth, he had committed suicide by taking poison. Dead. Long Teng kept comforting himself that this wasn't my intention, that I wasn't the one who killed him, and then buried him.

"You are a person that cannot cultivate, and I am a genius. I should marry a strong person. Do you know my consciousness? " Xuanyuan Xue contemptuously said.

"Got it." He turned around and left. He muttered, "Who wants to marry you?" But in her heart, she was furious. She swore that she would definitely become a powerful expert, making her regret her actions.

Before leaving, his father said to himself, "No matter what difficulties or dangers you encounter, you must persevere and not admit defeat. This is the true son of my Long family. "

"He was the one who stopped the Long family."

Then, the two sides started to fight. Long Teng watched helplessly as the people beside him fell, and for his own sake, he fell. Dead.

No matter how loud the two were in their hearts, one of them said that he would help, while the other said that he wouldn't. Long Teng's mind was muddled. A rush of hot blood rushed through him.

Then he would take action and help. He had won.

Long Teng finally understood his father's words. There was no such thing as good or evil in this world. If it wasn't murder or evil, if it wasn't saving others, then it was good. As long as it was to protect someone or something that was important to him, regardless of what difficulties or dangers he encountered, he had to persevere and not admit defeat. Whether it was killing or sacrificing his own life.

Long Teng finally understood why his big brother said that his sword skills were useless in comparison. Originally, the Sword God Incantation or the powers of a Demonic Cultivator could make him invincible within the same rank, and could even easily deal with a few ordinary people of the same rank. As for him, although he had won, he had still managed to win through a sneak attack because the other party had underestimated him. This was because he did not have any experience, and his sword art was too weak, so his killing power was not strong. A single sword rain was already enough to make a decision. But no. Just as his father had said, his swordplay lacked the aura of slaughter. He had great power, but he wouldn't come out. How could he protect someone that was important to him? No, I must change it. He went to the academy. There was no killing there, and his own technique was different from those in this world. There was nothing special about it. It would be a waste of time. In the Magical Beast Forest, there were powerful magical beasts that could cultivate their own aura of slaughter. Yeah, I'm not going to the Divine Dragon Academy, I'm going to the Magic Beast Forest.

As the Soaring Dragon slowly woke up, it felt refreshed and relaxed. Soaring Dragon activated his Inner Vision and discovered that he had unknowingly entered the Divine Level, which was also the Sacred Level. His body's strength had only increased slightly, and he still remained at the peak of the ninth rank. That's right, Long Teng had finally removed his problem. His mental state had increased greatly, and in his previous life, he had already reached the Soul Realm, becoming a Saint Realm expert was a natural thing. Long Teng sat up. Seeing Lian Na fall asleep on his lap while his legs moved slightly, Lian Na suddenly sat up. Long Teng jumped in fright.

Long Teng was moved. Sister Lian Na was so nice to him. He couldn't let her down in the future. Long Teng thought to himself.

"Young master, you're awake." Lian Na blushed.

"Sister Lian Na, how long have I been sleeping?" Long Teng asked.

Lian Na looked at the weather outside and said, "Young Master, you've slept for a few hours; it's not even dawn yet."

"Oh. "Then how is Uncle Sheng? Is he alright?" Long Teng asked.

"General Sheng, both he and the leader in black suffered heavy injuries. Young master, after you defeated that man in black, that janissary felt that you killed that leader. Rescue General Sheng. General Sheng seemed to have been severely injured. So we camped around here. " Lian Na explained.

"Oh, it's good that you're fine. Big Sister Lian Na, you should also lie down and rest for a while. " Long Teng heaved a sigh of relief.

"When Lian Na heard that Long Teng wanted him to lie down and rest, her face turned red." "Yes," Teng Qingshan said as he lay down next to the dragon.

Long Teng sat cross-legged and began cultivating.