Most Conceited War God

C47



C47

0Even though this piece of news was unexpected, in Ling Jian's opinion, it was not that important.    
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As for my matter, I believe that I can complete it myself. As for whether someone else can complete it, I cannot guarantee that, but since I have the help of that mysterious expert, I can break through to the fifth heaven of martial arts in a short time, and similarly, I also have a way to make another breakthrough. "Since I can do things that others cannot, I can definitely do what I am doing right now."    

    

Ling Jian slightly smiled as he looked at Luo Tianyan with deep blue eyes. With a serious expression, he said, "Third uncle, the most urgent matter at hand is to perfectly arrange the protective formation. This way, we can be prepared and prevent the Great Elder's surprise attack."    

    

Ling Jian smiled as his brows relaxed. Although the challenge was huge, it had successfully aroused his fighting spirit.    

    

"That's … well, that's true. Even when we were young, we might not have been able to do it. — — Perhaps, Ling Jian really might have been able to do it."    

    

In the face of Ling Jian's strong confidence, Allheaven Yan also seemed to be infected. As he recalled everything that had happened in the great hall of the sect, Luo Tianyan also inwardly clicked his tongue. Perhaps, this impossible thing, could actually be done by Ling Jian?    

    

"You, you have to tell third uncle, how did you do it?"    

    

Ling Jian's profound and profound palm technique had penetrated through Ye Xue Yue's tough skin and shattered her internal injuries while suppressing her cultivation. This move had left a deep impression on the elders, and had exceeded their knowledge of martial arts.    

    

Luo Tianyan also clearly felt the same way.    

    

After all, at that time, what Ling Jian displayed was only the cultivation of the Third Heavenly Layer.    

    

"This is a secret. Third Uncle, can you guess?"    

    

The Ethereal Palm was a martial art from another world. It did not even exist in this world. In a sense, it was a secret that he could not tell anyone.    

    

"You little sly one..."    

    

Luo Tianyan cursed as he laughed. After Ling Jian's joke, the atmosphere around him also became a lot more relaxed.    

    

As for the materials needed for the protective formation, Ling Jian, you don't have to worry about it, I will take care of all of these. But the only thing you need to do now is to train, and increase your training speed.    

    

"Oh right, there is one item that I should give to you."    

    

Luo Tianyan suddenly stood up. Under Ling Jian's astonished gaze, he took out an item from the corner of the side hall.    

    

"Originally, this item belonged to your mother. However, your father kept it under his protection all this time. After something happened to your father, it ended up on my person. Now that you've grown up, I'll give this item to you."    

    

As Luo Tianyan spoke, he handed the item over, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his heart.    

    

"This is?" "Scrolls?"    

    

Shocked, Ling Jian raised his head and slowly opened the scroll under Luo Tianyan's nod.    

    

The edges of the scrolls had already been worn out. Ling Jian slowly opened the scroll and a red glow that was ten feet long gushed out from within, as if it was the eruption of a volcano, followed by an extremely sharp wind that sliced through his eyes, bringing with it a shocking amount of sword Qi, a dazzling light that caused Ling Jian's eyes to go wide. When the scroll was completely opened, the red glow slowly disappeared, and the scene within the scroll also appeared clearly in Ling Jian's surprised eyes.    

    

He had thought that a longsword was drawn within the scroll. It was an extremely powerful divine sword, not even inferior to the Divine Punisher Blade that Great Elder Ye Tian had taken away with him.    

    

However, he never would have thought that the mysterious scroll only contained a portrait of a woman.    

    

The woman in the portrait was dressed in a red court lady attire. Her figure was graceful and she looked like a celestial goddess. There was a smile on her face, but it was not charming. However, there was an unusual sort of gentleness in it that made people who saw it feel a sense of warmth that came from the bottom of their hearts.    

    

When Ling Jian saw this woman, a strange sense of familiarity arose from the depths of his soul. It was as if he had met someone who was extremely important to him, someone very close to him.    

    

It was as if there was some mysterious bond between him and the girl in the picture. However, Ling Jian was sure that the girl in the picture had never met him before.    

    

"This is..."    

    

Ling Jian was dazed for a moment, and then he seemed to have thought of something, but he did not dare to confirm this thought.    

    

"This is your mother."    

    

With a single sentence, he had exposed the identity of the girl in the painting.    

    

"What?!" "My mother …"    

    

Ling Jian was greatly shocked, and hurriedly laid out the entire scene, as if it was a piece of smooth paper.    

    

He stared intently at the girl in the screen. The fierce sword Qi that was flushed red earlier was no longer there.    

    

Suddenly, at this moment, Ling Jian felt the jade pendant on his chest slightly tremble.    

    

Although Ling Jian had a feeling about it, he did not care. This was because at this moment, he was completely engrossed in the image of this woman.    

    

To anyone, a mother was sacred, and Ling Jian was no exception.    

    

After your mother gave birth to you, she left the Qing-Yun Sect. Child, your mother's status is quite high, far beyond our Qing-Yun Sect, it is even higher than the entire sect world, and I can't tell you the specific information about your mother yet. However, there are still some things your Third Uncle can tell you, after your mother came to the sect world, the world she belongs to found out that your mother was in the Qing-Yun Sect. From then on, he no longer cared about the matters of the sect, and was like a madman searching for the whereabouts of your mother. "The reason why he was able to die in the depths of the Cloud Sky Mountain Range was all because of this."    

    

Luo Tianyan's solemn face was also filled with a deep sadness and loneliness.    

    

Back then, your father hung it on the wall every single day, and every single day, he would look at it, and think about your mother. Now that your father has passed away, and you have grown up, this image is now in your hands.    

    


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