C11 Thousand miles of moonlit sky full of lovesickness

His hand lightly pushed against the bamboo door, and with a creak, the door opened. What entered his sight was a woman's room: a pink veil, a pink tablecloth, a pink carpet, and a feminine scent mixed with the fragrance of orchids.

Ling Zhan closed his eyes in intoxication, a gentle expression appearing on his resolute face.

Soon, he opened his eyes and a hint of sadness flashed across his eyes. He gently lifted his foot and walked into the room. The interior of the room was very simple. Other than the beds, tables, chairs, and dresser, there was nothing else.

The painting hanging on the side of the dressing table was made of fine sandalwood. The painting depicted a gentle and beautiful woman with a faint smile on her face. It was truly beautiful. Behind the girl was a thick parasol tree.

Ling Zhan walked in front of the portrait and blankly stared at the woman. His expression was warm and gentle, his hands trembling lightly, as he reached out towards the portrait and gently caressed the girl's face.

"Wan Qing, our child is actually the reincarnation of the Holy-lighted Martial Saint. He is the person you admire the most!" Ling Zhan said gently, "With his talent, our family of three can reunite in a few years, no one can stop him."

"Blame me for being useless. If I don't have the ability to protect you, they will take you away. Even hope for us meeting each other will be placed on our child. It's all my fault for giving him so much pressure."

If Ling Yun heard these words, he would definitely ask who his mother was. Why did Ling Zhan, his grandfather, uncle and the other elders all say that his mother had passed away?

As soon as Ling Yun returned to his room, he started to cultivate. There was a Rank 3 Spirit Convergence Array laid inside the Duke Palace, which had extremely dense spirit energy, especially in the depths of the mansion, which was closer to the large eye, and had denser spirit energy than the surroundings.

Circulating his Hungmeng Supreme Spell, the spirit energy of heaven and earth flooded towards him like a tide. A spirit energy whirlpool appeared in the air above the small courtyard, like a funnel.

The vigorous nature spirit energy poured down towards the room Ling Yun was in, and was sucked into Ling Yun's meridians, then followed the meridians in the Hungmeng Supreme Spell's circulation route and entered his Qi Sea.

Endless amounts of nature's spirit energy flowed into Ling Yun's Qi Sea, like a tide, Ling Yun compressed and solidified the spirit energy, making it look like a lake formed from water droplets.

Time passed by unhurriedly, and the moonlight shone in from outside the window.

If someone saw the situation inside his Qi Sea, they would see that 30% of his Qi Sea was covered in spirit energy. When the spirit energy inside his Qi Sea is full, that would be the day he would become a Martial Master.

"This Qi Sea is too abnormal! "It's actually this big." Ling Yun opened his eyes, a look of helplessness and joy in his eyes. The larger the Qi Sea, the stronger its potential, the more spirit energy there was in the Qi Sea at the same level.

Of course, there was a drawback to being a Qi Sea. That was, it would take him longer than others to break through and accumulate spirit energy than others.

However, he had the Hungmeng Supreme Spell and the experience of breaking through to Martial Emperor in his previous life, so all of this was not a problem. As long as he had enough time to accumulate, his cultivation would soar, reaching the early stage of Martial Emperor.

However, the consequence of doing so was that his cultivation level would be unstable and it might possibly cause his cultivation level to drop. In the future, it would be extremely difficult to advance any further.

Therefore, what he needed to do was not to break through realms, but to reach the limits of each realm. This way, he would be even more heaven defying than he was in his previous life.

He stood up, walked to the window, reached out his hand to open the window, and lifted his head to look at the bright Haoyue in the night sky. His heart couldn't help but feel a twinge of pain. Did you recover from your injuries?

In the east of the continent, which was millions of kilometers away from the Soaring Cloud Empire, there was a mountain range that stretched for ten thousand kilometers. From the sky, one could see Haoyue's moonlight turning into rays of light, entering the pavilion.

This place was one of the strongest Unparalleled Holy Land on the continent. It had existed since the ancient times and was one of the most ancient and powerful forces in the Humans.

Even in the ancient times when there were countless experts, it was still a top power, only second to a few Divine Sect level transcendent powers.

In this era, although the Bright Moon Holy Land was not as glorious as it was in the ancient times, he was still one of the strongest forces on the continent. The pillar of the Humans, a hundred years ago, was guarded by the continent's fourth ranked Martial Emperor Mingyue, and a hundred years later, because Mingyue was injured, she was forced out of the ranks of the nine great Titled Martial Emperor.

Furthermore, there was still a new Titled Martial Emperor in charge, which was Brightmoon's daughter, Chi Yue. Chi Yue had killed a perfect Martial Emperor of the Devil clan sixty years ago, and was ranked fifth among the new Bright Moon Holy Land.

Behind the mountain on the main peak of the Bright Moon Holy Land, Haoyue Peak, was a forest filled with purple bamboo. In the middle of the forest was a simple little courtyard.

In the purple bamboo forest, a woman in a white dress looked up at the bright moon in the night sky and could not help but let out a sigh. Her eyes revealed a trace of sadness and two streams of tears rolled down her delicate face.

The moon was still the moon of the past. It was still so bright. It had existed for a long time. However, the world had already changed. Things had changed, and only tears remained.

"Big brother Ling Yun, if you were here, how great would it be! We would be able to see the moon and stars together like we did in the past." Chi Yue muttered softly. Her voice was a little choked up and tears rolled down her face. Even after a hundred years, there were still no scars on her beautiful face.

Chi Yue's face revealed a hidden bitterness, "You heartless person, at first you clearly promised me that you would accompany me for life, never leaving me, but in the end you abandoned me and left by yourself."

Not far behind her, Mingyue, whose hair had turned slightly white, looked at her beloved daughter. She let out a light sigh, and a trace of helplessness appeared in her eyes that were filled with the vicissitudes of life.

A little boy who looked like he was sculpted from jade and wore a white robe ran in front of Chi Yue excitedly, he opened his arms and said in a baby voice.

Chi Yue wiped away the tears on her face, and looked at the little boy in front of her, her beautiful eyes filled with tenderness. If not for this little fellow's existence, she might have already gone to accompany Ling Yun!

Chi Yue gently caressed the little boy's head and asked: "Xingyu, why aren't you playing anymore?"

"It's not fun here at all. I'm tired of it." Ling Xingyu frowned, and said with some dissatisfaction. "Holy Spirit Church is still the best." Wiping away the tears on his mother's face, Ling Xingyu said in a childish voice, "Mother, you're crying again."

"Are you thinking about Daddy again?" Ling Xingyu's innocent big eyes blinked as he asked Chi Yue. Although he was asking, he actually already had an answer in his heart.

"You little brat, what do you know?" Ling Xingyu was her and Ling Yun's child. After she found out that she had Ling Yun's son, she wanted to go to the Holy Spirit Church to give Ling Yun a surprise, but she did not expect that she would not even be able to see him face to face, and instead received the grievous news.

She had originally wanted to be the martyr for Ling Yun, but she already had Ling Yun's child, how could she do this, and in order to protect Holy Spirit Church.

It was a result of Ling Yun's hard work and effort, and was the only bit of memories Ling Yun had left her, excluding Ling Xingyu, in the world. She definitely could not allow the Holy Spirit Church to disappear, and the dao he had left in the world disappeared as well.

Thus, after giving birth to the child, she used the Bright Moon Holy Land's secret method to seal the child within the Haoyue Forbidden Land for a hundred years, while she herself worked hard at cultivation so that she could fight against Wang Xu and the others and preserve Ling Yun's life and blood.

However, she didn't expect that there would be an accident. The seal suddenly became ineffective three years ago, and she was able to take the child out of the seal.

Now, the child had become her hope for survival.

Ling Yun kept looking at the bright moon in the night sky, then took out a bamboo flute made of purple bamboo from the sleeve robe s. The purple bamboo flute was made extremely beautifully, with a dragon and phoenix carved on it, and the sun and moon and stars.

"Wuwuwu!"

Putting the bamboo flute to his mouth, Ling Yun blew gently, and when he flicked the bamboo flute, a melodious wave of flute sound came out from the air, the flute sound was filled with grief, indignation, and helplessness.

When Ling Zhan, who was in the study room, heard the voice of the flute sound, his brows slightly furrowed. When he heard the direction the flute sound came from, his body flashed, and he turned into a shadow and disappeared.

After a few breaths of time, Ling Zhan's figure strangely appeared on top of a large tree not far from Ling Yun's courtyard. He quietly listened to the flute sound that was filled with distress and sighed softly, suddenly feeling that they had both fallen to the ends of the earth.

The night passed quickly, and Haoyue once again hid himself in the clouds, disappearing without a trace. The stars also blinked their eyes, looking somewhat unwilling to part with him, but slowly dimmed down.

A ray of sunlight shone onto Ling Yun's face. Feeling warm, Ling Yun moved his stiff body, feeling sleepy. After all, he had not slept for an entire night, so how could he not be sleepy after standing there for an entire night.

With a yawn, Ling Yun ran to the bed, crawled into bed, and fell into a deep sleep. After a while, a loud snoring sound came from his room.

Ling Yun stretched his body and jumped out of the bed like a carp. When he stuck his head out of the window to take a look, it was already late in the morning.

Scratching his head, Ling Yun wore a green robe with a jade belt tied around his waist. He casually wiped his face, combed his hair, and tied it with a purplish-gold crown before opening the door and leaving the room.

After walking out of his room, Ling Yun headed straight for the Duke Palace's warehouse. He wanted to see if there were any suitable medicinal ingredients to boil a bit of medicinal liquid and apply it on his wounds to heal them quickly.

Thinking about that, Ling Yun could not help but feel helpless, his current cultivation was only at the middle stage of the Warrior, if not why would he be so troubled with such a small injury, casually circulating the Heavenly Saint Spirit Qi for a week, his injuries would have already recovered, and there would not be any scars.