Chapter Thirty-Four: Desolate Beauty

  Tian Xian Peak's rear peak forbidden land, Jian Zhong.

  The entire space of the sword tomb was illuminated by the large night pearl, making it seem like daytime. At this time, directly below the night pearl were four wooden reclining chairs, on which four old men were comfortably lying down.

  All of a sudden——

  Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!

  Four old men seemed to have sensed something in general, and they all sat up from their recliners at the same time, looking at each other in astonishment.

  "That sword is obviously from our ancestors..."

  "That little kid just now, seemed to be called... Old Ancestor... Big Brother Old Ancestor, no way? This..."

  The four of them looked at each other in shock. Apparently, these four people had been pretending to rest on the reclining chairs earlier, but in reality, they were releasing their spiritual senses to observe everything that was happening at the Tianjian Sect's Execution Platform.

  At this time, they saw Ling Qingyan introduce the Yumeng long sword in his hand. After Ling Qingyan said that the Yumeng long sword was forged by his elder brother, all four of them stood up at the same time!

  "This 'Yu Ming', absolutely came from the hands of our ancestors without a doubt," Guan Zhong said affirmatively.

  "Not bad, that Qingfeng Sword, even if placed in the entire Chongwu Continent, is an excellent divine artifact, and there are not many weapons that can compare to it." An old man next to him nodded and said: "In this world, probably only the ancestors could forge such a heaven-defying divine artifact!"

  The divine weapons cast by their ancestors made them covetous, and if it were someone else, they would have already snatched the Yinyuan Long Sword if it weren't for their ancestor giving it away.

  "I originally felt that our ancestors were already showing great care for this young man named Ling Qingyan," said Guan Zhong with a bitter smile, "but I never thought that our ancestors would actually call him brother..."

  "Our ancestors' personalities, we don't quite understand," the oldest man on the left nodded and said: "However, our ancestor was a proud person. Since he could call this young man brother, then this young man must have an extraordinary place. Moreover, Brother Master, you also mentioned to us before that this young man has a natural gift of Totem, perhaps this is why our ancestor favored him."

  The other three nodded when they heard the old man's words.

  The actions of our ancestors are beyond their speculation! What they need to do is to do well every task that has been passed down by our ancestors.

  They were all at the level of a respected martial artist, and when they first came to this sword tomb, their ancestors' identities, they also vaguely learned from their masters' mouths, knowing that this was an elder who even their masters needed to respect! At the same time, although they weren't quite clear about Ancestor's strength, they were certain in their hearts that even if all four of them joined forces, they would still be no match for Ancestor hiding in that fiery red space!

  "However, since this young man is our ancestors' brother, then we in the future..."

  The old man's words had not been finished, but he suddenly stopped.

  At this time, the four people's minds were all suddenly filled with Tuoba Xiu's deep voice, "You four, from now on, just treat my brother as a peer. I think that Zhang Gongzi is doing well, you can learn from him. My brother's life is destined to be extraordinary, with boundless potential, even looking at the thousands of years of history of the Tianjian Sect, there is no one who can surpass him. In short, in the future, as long as my brother grows up, he will definitely be able to protect the Tianjian Sect for a day without worry."

  Leaving a few words behind, Tuoba Xiuyi's voice gradually disappeared, as if he had never appeared at all.

  "The ancestor's spiritual awareness is indeed unpredictable. Every time his voice echoes in my sea of consciousness, my sea of consciousness seems to be on the verge of bursting at any moment..."

  Guan Zhong felt the departure of Tuoba Xi's spirit and sighed with a bitter smile.

  The other three elders all nodded in agreement with Guan Zhong's words. At the same time, the four of them fell silent again and lay back down on their recliners, but their hearts were still difficult to calm for a long time.

  The ancestors' words, they were naturally without any doubt!

  They never expected that this young man who seemed to be just a bit more talented than others in their eyes would receive such high praise from the old ancestor!

  In the thousands of years of history of the Tianjian Sect, no one has ever been able to surpass him? What an evaluation!

  For a moment, the four of them looked forward to it, looking forward to Ling Qingyan's growth, and seeing how far the person who had received such high praise from their ancestors could grow. They were also tired of their dull lives over the years. As top-notch warriors, they seemed lonely under countless halos.

  "Haha!"

  Suddenly, the old man beside Guan Zhong burst out laughing, as if he had seen something funny. At the same time, Guan Zhong and the other three people all had a smile on their faces.

  Just as they lay down, their spiritual consciousness had once again spread out and enveloped the area around the Tianjian Sect's Zhixing Platform.

  ………

  Execute Xing Tai.

  The Xing Tai was extremely quiet at this time, and the atmosphere was also somewhat gloomy and strange.

  Ling Qingyan looked at the lovely girl in front of him, who was only fifteen or sixteen years old. He should have felt a sense of pity, but instead his face showed a hint of astonishment. He dryly licked his lips and said, "This... this... can I not answer that?"

  "No way!"

  The girl's face was serious, and her temperament was also a bit stubborn, she said resolutely.

  The disciples of the Tiān Jiàn Sect next to him, including Mèng Yuè and Hòu Jìn outside, also walked over, staring closely at Líng Qīng Yǎn, wanting to know how he would answer next.

  All of this originated from a question asked by that girl who was pointed at by Ling Qingyan.

  "Master Shu Zu, is there a girl you like?"

  Ling Qingyan regretted deeply at this moment, regretting why he had to see the lovely girl in front of him and had clicked on her... Ah, indeed it's a woman's nature, whether in the previous life or this life, it's all the same.

  Looking at the hope in the girl's eyes, the familiar glow deep in her pupils, Ling Qing's handsome face suddenly relaxed, and a smile also appeared on his mouth...

  In his mind, the faint figure of his ex-girlfriend "Lier" reappeared once again.

  The scenes of their interactions before were also like slides, constantly changing and floating in Ling Qingyan's mind.

  First love is beautiful, especially when both people are experiencing it for the first time... that first awkward kiss.

  After his girlfriend "Lier" found out about his identity, she was so afraid of losing him that she tightly hugged him, her eyes filled with a determined gaze...

  My girlfriend "Lier" is always by my side, her usual calmness disappears, like a lively elf, no matter where we go, she's always holding my hand and jumping around...

  At that critical moment, two men in black appeared on the left and right, holding guns. Ling Qingyan only had time to swing out his dagger to take care of one of them, but the other's gun was fired, and that figure who blocked himself in front of him without regard for anything...

  In the hospital, feeling his girlfriend "Lier" 's heartbeat getting stronger on the bed, he finally put down his heart after guarding her for three days and nights without eating anything, but then fainted onto the bed due to exhaustion...

  The night before taking the "Qilin Jade" from the British royal family member, he was still snuggling with his girlfriend "Lier", watching an idol drama that he had no interest in but she liked very much.

  At some point, Ling Qingyan's eyes were already filled with tears.

  Turning around, when the disciples of Tiān Jiàn Zōng were making way, Líng Qīng Yǎn had already arrived at the edge of Zhí Xīng Tái on the other side. He raised his head to gaze up at the sky, and his voice was also faintly transmitted, "I don't have a girl I like, only one girl I love. And she, is in my distant hometown..."

  Everyone present could deeply feel Ling Qingyan's sorrowful mood at this moment, and for a while, they were all silent.

  Ling Qingwan's sorrowful emotions were palpable, and Meng Yu knew that he wouldn't want to be disturbed at this moment. He dispersed the Tianjian Sect disciples along with Hou Jin, and the two of them also left with the crowd.

  Among the crowd leaving, a slender figure was gazing at Ling Qingyan's desolate back on the Xing Tai stage, "So, he has someone he loves... But why is he so sorrowful? He's only eighteen..."

  On the Xing Tai stage, a young man with an upright figure gazes up at the blue sky, but his back is unprecedentedly desolate and bleak.

  Eighteen years have passed, Lier, how are you doing?

  We vowed that in our next life, we will still be together!

  But... but I failed you, I've already arrived in this life, yet I left you behind in the previous one...

  P.S: After writing the second half of this chapter, my eyes are moist and my heart is slightly trembling. Ha, I'm also a sentimental person.