Chapter 178 Four Evil Lands

Ling Wei was stunned. He turned around and looked at the living god. I saw an old magician who was still weak and worried that he would die if he was not careful, looking at him with a smile on his face. Although his forehead was full of wrinkles, his eyes shot out divine light.

"Senior, are you all the better?" Ling Wei said in surprise.

Truss smiled and said, "Little guy, thanks to you, I can't die for the time being. Come in first. Lao La, I have something to ask you.

This simple small earthen house is not too much to describe as a four-walled house, except for the bed facing the door and the basin and towels placed in a corner for washing. A layer of yellow paint on the wall could not withstand the corrosion of years, and pieces fell off, revealing the dark bricks and tiles inside. A cobweb hanging to the west proves that no one has lived here for a long time.

What Ling Li couldn't believe was that the owner of this slum-like house was Truss, who was respected as a living god by mainlanders.

"Cough..." Truss seemed that he had not fully recovered. A cold current blew in from the crack in the door and choked him several times. There was not even a decent table and chair in the room. Truss brushed his sleeves and sat down on the bed and said, "I'm really ashamed. The little guy is wronged to stay for a while.

Ling also felt that such a bad situation was really not worthy of Truss' identity. He couldn't help saying, "Senior, why don't you enter Nohia to rest? Even if you don't go back to the Magic Guild, there are so many comfortable hotels to stay in. If you don't mind, the younger generation can buy a house for you."

Tras shook his head, twisted his long white beard, and joked, "Ling, do you think I'm short of money?"

"It should not be bad." Ling Wei blushed and felt that he was too retarded. If the founder of the magic guild of the first power in the mainland was short of money, everyone under that day would starve to death.

Tras smiled kindly and might feel cold. He simply put his legs in **. Xinghuo was worried that the master's body had not recovered yet, so he immediately walked over and covered the cover of Tras.

If it hadn't been for his own eyes, Ling Li couldn't believe that the first magician in the mainland had been so seriously injured. In this way, the strength of Ling Yan, who forced the surrender of the fire dragon clan, is even more horrible and unimaginable. From the bottom of his heart, he has regarded Ling Yan as his master. As his heir, why should he be blue? Thinking of this, Ling Yun's ambition rose in his heart. Sword Emperor, Ling Wei secretly thought that one day I would reach that level.

"Little guy, what are you thinking?" Truss' kind eyes looked at Ling Wei over and over again, and nodded as if he were enlightened, "Sure enough, it's father and son, and the focused look is exactly the same."

"Father!" Ling Li lost his voice, and immediately his heart trembled rapidly. Ling Wei looked excited and rushed to ** and grabbed Truss's bony shoulders and said, "Senior, have you seen my father? Is he still alive?"

It is secondary to come to Nohia to study at Bowen College. Finding the father who has been missing for ten years is the real purpose of Ling Wei. How can he not be excited to hears mention Ling Mao at this moment?

"Lightly, cough, the old bones are going to be torn off by you."

Ling was stunned and unwilling to let go of Truss. He took a long breath and said calmly, "Senior, do you know my father's whereabouts?" Truss is a living god of human beings and has an advanced status. Ling Wei didn't expect that he had an intersection with Ling Mao, whose strength was less than the holy level.

Looking at Ling Wei with a hopeful face, Truss sighed and said, "It seems that the rumor is true. Is he missing?"

It seems that he doesn't know either. Because of disappointment, Ling's shining pupils gradually faded.

"How do you know my father?" Ling Wei meditated for a moment.

Tras said, "He is the bravest and most selfless man I have ever met and my lifesaver."

"What?"

"Ten years ago, it was he who woke me up from my deep sleep." The Thras language is amazing.

"What did you say?"

Truth looked more kind. He looked at Ling Mao's son's heart in front of him, and ten years passed with a flick of his finger. If Ling Mao is still alive, he must have advanced to the holy level with his potential.

Tras glanced at the handle of the broken sword behind Ling Li and said, "If nothing unexpected happens, your father should still be alive."

"How do you say this?" Although Truss was "unexpected" and "should", since he must have reasoned to say so, another ray of hope rose in Ling Li's heart.

Truss showed a look of recollection on his face and said for a while, "I once asked him where he was going to go to make fun of whether he would continue to go back to Youle Island to live in seclusion with the fifth princess?" But he said to me bitterly, 'Some people are not born to live for themselves.' In order to wake me up, your father made an agreement with a mysterious existence. Although he didn't tell me the details of the agreement, I'm sure that his disappearance has something to do with this! Later, I traveled all over the continent and still didn't find any clue about him.

"Ha ha, the recent distant sea is really getting weirder and weirder. Dad will go and go back. Lier, you have grown up and take good care of your mother and Huier. Ling Wei could even completely repeat the last words Ling Mao said to his family.

Ha ha, I actually believed my father so easily. At that time, I was only eight years old. At that time, only his mother could understand that his smile contained endless attachment to his family.

So, it is accurate for my father to go to the deep sea of Youle! I hope that as Truss said, my father is still alive. Now that I have broken through the holy steps, Mr. Nino will no longer stop me. Ling Wei made up his mind to go back to Youle Island after solving the matter of Nohia.

"Little guy, what are you thinking?" Trus interrupted Ling's thoughts and said, "Your sword looks good. Can I have a look?"

Ling Wei hesitated to tell Tlas Ling Mao about going to the deep sea, and asked him to go to the deep sea to find Ling Mao with him, and finally gave up. The deep sea where even the sword emperor Ling Yan fell, even if the emperor went, it seemed to be useless. Just let him live and protect the Nuo legal person. Ling Wei sighed in his heart and suddenly found that his image was much taller. He laughed at himself and thought about the future of the whole continent.

Ling Li pulled out the broken sword on his back, gently took a sword flower, raised his hands flatly and handed it to Truss, "You must know the owner of this sword."

Tlas took the sword with both hands and suddenly laughed, but his smile was a little strange, which made people unable to figure out his real emotions.

The violent cough made Truss stop laughing. He took a deep breath and asked, "Do you think Ling Yan is the only owner of this sword?"

"What do you mean?" Ling Wei said to himself, does this legendary old magician who has lived for 10,000 years know the origin of this sword? The old magician's old face moved slightly and the corners of his mouth said, "His other master is Ling Quan."

"Lingquan? Who is that?" Ling Wei said strangely. If Qin Si was here, Ling Wei would definitely be despised fiercely. He didn't even know Ling Quan, the man who was called the Seven Emperors together with Trus and others in the Third War of Gods and Demons ten thousand years ago. This is the foundation of the history course of Bowen College, but it is no wonder. Although Ling Li is a student of Bowen College, there are only a handful of cultural courses he has taken.

"Hahaha." Hearing Ling Li's question, Truss laughed again. Little guy, you don't have to study hard!"

In one word, the most arrogant truant king in the history of the blog college turned red.

Seeing that Ling Li's expression didn't look like a pretend, Truss explained, "Ling Quan, a mysterious man. Lao La, I don't even know the real strength of my dear comrade-in-arms.

"Master, isn't he the Sword Emperor?" A silent spark couldn't help asking.

Truth replied, "The Sword Emperor was only guessed by later people based on the strength of six of our seven emperors, including me. It's just a pity..."

"He's still dead, right?" Although Ling Wei couldn't remember the names of the seven emperors, he still knew that Truss was the only one who survived the tragic third battle of gods and demons.

Truss said, "Maybe he should be dead, otherwise this sword would not fall into Ling Yan's hands." Truss paused at the word "broken" on the bright and snow-white place above the hilt of the sword, "Even though I have seen it many times, I still don't know what this strange symbol means." He frowned and looked at the broken sword carefully, as if he were looking for something. As Truss handed it to Ling, he seemed to say to himself, "I remember that there are two symbols on the sword. Why is one missing? It's really strange."

Ling Wei was stunned. There were three words for the broken sword in his dream, but he couldn't see the other two words clearly except "broken". He took back the broken sword and asked, "Don't you know how Ling Quan died? Didn't you say that you are comrades-in-arms?"

Truss said, "When the god and demon retreated, Ling Quan did not die. The last time I saw him, the mysterious man actually put a sharp horn on his head and mixed it in the army that was retreating to the demon world.

"Magic World? Did he go to the demon world alone? And since he went to the demon world, this sword should also be taken to the demon world. How can it appear in Ling Yan's hands? Ling Wei blurted out three questions in a row.

Truss was stunned, not to mention Ling Wei. He, an old monster, hasn't figured it out for N years.

Later, he returned to the mainland by special means. Although the possibility of speculation is extremely small, other than that, it can no longer be explained. The entrance between the demon world and the human world has not appeared for ten thousand years, unless he crosses the junction of the mainland and the demon world, but this possibility is almost zero.

"The deep sea of Youle, the snowy mountains of Tigris, the southernmost part of the lost forest fire dragon territory, and the cold places from the mainland to the north have always been regarded as forbidden areas of the world. Ranked second, the Big Snow Mountain in Tigris, located in the west of the mainland, even the unfathomable demon lord dared not come over it. Recently, there seems to be another forbidden area called the Ordis Desert. It's strange that I must go to the desert sometime. Truss said to himself.