Chapter 332： Zi Donglai's Last Words

"Sovereign, leave you something."

Ling Xian turned to look at Zihua Sang, waved her big sleeves, and a golden storage bag suspended in the air, emitting a soft halo.

Suddenly, Zihua Chang's beautiful eyes lit up and said, "My son, is this what my father left?"

"Yes, according to the suzerain, it contains the inheritance of the Ziyang sect and the wealth accumulated for tens of thousands of years." Ling Xian nodded slightly and smiled slightly: "Open it and look, there is a layer of prohibition on it. The talents from the east of Xizhen Zongfa can be opened, but I do n’t have to open it privately, you can rest assured. "

"My son joked."

Zihua Sang gently waved her sleeves, and the golden storage bag flew to her hand. Seeing that the upper level was not broken in any way, she couldn't help but look at Ling Xian. In addition to her awe and gratitude, she had a little more admiration.

As Ling Xian said, he never touched the restraint on the storage bag. But Zi Huashang is very clear. With his strength, if he really wants to open the storage bag, how can he be stopped by every level of restraint?

However, at present, the above prohibition is not damaged, which is enough to prove Lingxian's character.

Therefore, Zi Huashang looked at him with a little more admiration.

"Don't look at me with that kind of gaze." Ling Xian smiled slightly, knowing what Zihua Chang thought, and said, "Compared to wealth, I care more about promises, open it."

"Thank you, son." Zi Huashang bowed deeply towards Ling Xian, and then moved Ziqi East to decide, all the purple gas rose, and the restraint on that storage bag suddenly melted.

Immediately afterwards, the endless Shenhua rose up into the sky, gorgeous and dazzling.

"This ..." Zi Huashang paused, looking at the huge wealth in the storage bag, Jiao's body was shaking slightly.

She originally thought that even if there was wealth in the storage bag, it would not be too much. For now, however, she was completely shocked by the massive wealth.

There are all kinds of spiritual resources such as elixir, spirit stone, magic weapon, and elixir, and at a glance, it is endless like the endless sea, which cannot be calculated at all!

Without a doubt, this is an immeasurable wealth!

Even after Ling Xian swept away with her soul, she was still a little bit sluggish, and she gave birth to a greed that killed Zihua Sang and seized storage bags. However, his mind was very tough, and after only a short while, his eyes returned to clear.

No matter how huge the wealth is, he will not take the plunder, which is his bottom line.

Looking at the stagnant Zihua Sang, Ling Xian smiled lightly, and secretly operated Bai Huxiao Qiankun, saying, "Okay, come back to God."

The faint word fell, the volume was low, but it sounded like a thunder, and it rang through the sky!

Suddenly, Zihua Changjiao trembled and slowly returned to her senses, but Qiao's face was still full of shock.

"A lot ... almost inestimable." Zihua Chang muttered, remembering that Ling Xian was still around, and then quietly stepped back and looked at Ling Xian vigilantly.

Obviously, she was watching out for Ling Xian, afraid he would take the shot.

Seeing this, Ling Xian shook her head with a smile and shook his head. He understood Zi Huashang's psychology very well. He would have such a reaction if he changed to any other person. Therefore, he was not angry and laughed: "The wealth accumulated by Ziyang Zong for tens of thousands of years indeed possesses deceptive power. Any monk may be tempted. But I am Lingxian, but I don't care about these. rest assured."

Zihua Chang's beautiful eyes blinked, thinking of Ling Xian who rescued them and rescued them, and did not open the storage bag in the middle of the road, she could not help but embarrassed and smiled, "I am sorry, I ... I should not beware Holding you. "

"Anyway, I understand your psychology."

Ling Xian smiled a little, Zi Huashang lost his father, lost his backing, and suddenly got such a large fortune, it is normal to be alert to his heart. Therefore, he did not take this matter to heart.

Zihua Chang's pretty face became flushed, and she felt more and more ashamed, and whispered, "Thank you for your understanding."

"It's okay, you have to find out if there is anything special in it." Ling Xian waved her hand and reminded: "If I guess correctly, the suzerain should leave you something like a letter."

"I'll look for it." Zi Huashang nodded her head, moved the power of the soul, and carefully searched in the practice resources like the sea.

After a while, she finally found something that looked special.

It was a big slap, crisscrossed there, full of weird patterns.

"this is……"

Looking at the array in front of her, Ling Xian frowned for a moment, and said, "So, this is a photo array."

"Take picture?" Zihua Changxiu raised her eyebrows, looked at Ling Xian in doubt, waiting for him to explain.

Seeing this, Ling Xian sighed softly, then waved his sleeves. Suddenly, the large array of palms bloomed with a milky halo, and then gradually gathered into a man's figure.

This man was wearing a luxurious gold robe, his face was resolute and upright, especially his eyes, as deep as the sea, giving him a sense of self-importance.

It is Zidong here.

"father!"

Upon seeing the familiar figure, Zi Huashang's eye circles suddenly turned red, rushing towards the figure frantically, trying to embrace his father in his arms.

However, her jade arm passed through the figure and could not hold it.

"Linggong, what is this ... what is going on?" Zi Huashang said anxiously, her face full of anxiety and anxiety.

"Well ..." Ling Xian sighed, looking at the uneasy Zi Huashang, and said, "You already have a guess in your heart, why ask again?"

"I……"

Zihua Chang sat on the ground in sorrow and laughed sadly: "That figure is intangible, right?"

"Yes, this is just an image condensed by the suzerain with the magical power of the shadow array in his lifetime. There is no sage and no form." Ling Xian sighed and said, "It can only condensate into the appearance of the suzerain, saying that some suzerains set it before Good words. "

Zihua Chang's pretty face was pale, her eyes were divine, and she smiled wistfully: "Dad, has Hua chance never seen you again ..."

Speaking, the two lines of tears flowed slowly and fell to the ground, turning into sadness.

"Well, don't you be too sad, don't you want to hear what the lord has to say?" Ling Xian sighed softly.

"Yes, yes." Zihua Chang raised her head suddenly, grabbed Ling Xian's arm, and said anxiously, "Linggong, please let my father speak."

"Okay." Ling Xian nodded, her eyes pinched into a mysterious seal, playing a magical method of formation.

Suddenly, the figure floating in mid-air trembled, as if suddenly had a sense of wisdom. Then, the familiar voice sounded slowly.

"Hua Chang, if you see Dad's figure, it means that Dad is dead and Ziyangzong has been destroyed."

As soon as the word fell, Zihua Chang became more and more sad, and those two lines of tears could not stop flowing.

Ling Xian sighed and patted the woman's shoulder, saying: "Keep listening."

His voice had just fallen, and the ghost from Zidong spoke again: "If I didn't guess wrong, you must be crying at this moment, crying for your father. Cry, it will feel good to cry. But you remember, I only Allow you to cry this time. "

After a pause, Zi Donglai continued and said, "Although you are a woman, you have always been strong, and your father has high hopes for you. So I hope that you can conquer the sorrow and be strong. There are still a lot of burdens to follow. On your shoulders. "

"Now you listen well, you must take good care of your brother. Also, you must rebuild Ziyang Zong, so that the three words Ziyang Zong appear on this land again. As for the revenge that helps me, you can do it Do n’t force yourself if you do n’t have the ability. Dad does n’t want you to die. ”

Hearing this, Zihua Chang stopped crying, as if she had grown a lot in a flash, her heart became more tenacious and mature. She slowly stood up and looked at the familiar man, she said in a deep voice: "Dad, I remember, you can rest assured that I must take good care of my brother and rebuild Ziyang Zong. And, take revenge for you."

In the last sentence, she said decisively and desperately, showing her firm determination.

"Well, it's too cruel to bear such a heavy burden on a woman." Ling Xian sighed, but he also understood that Zi Dong could not do anything about it.

He is the master of a sect, carrying the inheritance of the Ziyang sect. In front of family and responsibilities, he must be entangled, and he can only give up with pain.

And just when Ling Xian sighed, Zidong came to speak again, and what he said was related to him.

"Lingxian, you're right next to Huashang now, don't be confused. Because this photo array can only be opened by you, and I also believe in your character, you will never open the storage bag selfishly, and you will surely hand it over. To Huashang. "

"Sovereign, you can count on that." Ling Xian laughed, but did not expect Zidong to come to know herself so well.

"Lingxian, thank you for your contribution to my Ziyangzong, so I decided to give you half of the wealth in this storage bag. Huashang, did you hear that?" Zidong came to speak again.

"Dad, rest assured, I will do the same." Zihua Chang focused on.

Later, Zi Donglai continued to say, "If I didn't guess wrong, Lingxian would definitely refuse. Don't refuse, because I have something to ask you."

"Don't think that I am always planning and thinking, you should satisfy the last wish of a dead person. Help me take care of Huashang and heroes. If you have time, please give pointers to their practice and let them grow up quickly."

"Well, it's almost time, I will say one last thing. Huashang, forgive Dad for putting such a heavy burden on you, Dad can't help it."

"Forgive dad ..."

Zi Donglai's figure faded away, leaving only words slowly echoing with infinite guilt.

"Daddy, don't worry, Huashang won't remember you." Zi Huashang's eyes circled red, but she tried not to let herself cry.

Because she has already come from Zidong, she will not cry again.

"Well ..." Ling Xian sighed, walked up and patted the woman's shoulder, comforted: "Let's go, the future is very difficult, and you still need to go bravely."

"I know." Zihua Chang focused her head, and then barely showed a bright smile.

With tears in laughter, all over the country.