Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Chapter 571: A man's tears are the most precious

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The Tianjiao Summit has come to an end, but the discussion about the Tianjiao Summit is far from stopping.

In the dark city, the most popular Zhanhuo Restaurant, and the simple wine stalls on the side of the road, all the warriors are discussing this unique Genius Summit.

There is no other reason. In fact, there are too many things worthy of discussion in this Tianjiao Summit.

The magnificent martial arts displayed by the swordsman in white; the two foreign warriors, their unique understanding of the will of ice and storm; the unexpected defeat of the previous overlord Huang Yun.

Of course, the most shocking scene was when Sima Lingxuan suddenly gave up and surrendered when he had the advantage.

Needless to say, Sima Lingxuan's strength was the most dazzling among the young leaders in the dark city after Huang Yun left.

As expected by many people, the biggest highlight of this summit was the peak showdown between the old and new leaders.

But it is really puzzling that such a high-profile and dazzling leader suddenly collapsed after Xiao Chen showed his strong strength.

Some people say that Sima Lingxuan is a gentleman and does not want to defeat Xiao Chen, who is in extremely poor condition.

Some people also said that Sima Lingxuan saw that Xiao Chen still had a trump card, and if he lost to Xiao Chen in this situation, he would be even more humiliated.

But what it really looks like, outsiders can never guess. The scene of drawing out the long sword and cutting it off with one hand, dripping with blood, is shocking to those who watch it.

There must be some stories between Xiao Chen and Sima Lingxuan that outsiders don't know, but if they don't tell them, outsiders will never be able to guess.

But the more unpredictable something is, the more it arouses people's curiosity, making people remember it and discuss it endlessly.

As for the protagonist of the incident, Sima Lingxuan, after running out of the Dark City, he looked like he was in a state of despair, walking forward in a daze, not knowing where his destination was.

Facing the pointing fingers of passers-by, I turned a deaf ear and ignored them completely.

After ten years of hard work, I have unlimited glory, passion and passion, and I want to avenge my shame, but the reality is so cruel.

Those who want to catch up can still only see their back, as tall as a mountain, making people look up.

The blood in his hands kept flowing, and he walked all the way. Sima Lingxuan didn't know how long he had walked, but the edge of the dark island was already in front of him, and the vast sea stretched as far as the eye could see.

But suddenly, he stopped, his confused mind suddenly startled, and he saw a familiar figure on the edge of the island.

That was a majestic figure. Standing in front of the sea, the boundless sea seemed not enough. Only this figure appeared in people's eyes.

Whoops!

The figure slowly turned around and appeared in front of Sima Lingxuan from a distance of 10,000 meters, as if teleporting.

"Father."

Sima Lingxuan was speechless and said with a slightly choked voice.

This man is none other than the new thief in the Black Sea, the great king Zong Boxiong, the adoptive father of Sima Lingxuan.

I think of my father’s cultivation, expectations, and family-like care for me. Sima Lingxuan's voice was choked with sobs. He just felt so useless. Guilt filled his heart, and he couldn't help but shed tears.

Seeing this scene, Zong Boxiong felt slightly sad. He patted Sima Lingxuan on the shoulder and said nothing.

Sima Lingxuan couldn't control it anymore and stepped forward to hug Sima Lang and burst into tears.

"Father, the child is useless. After all, I have not taken this step and lived up to my adoptive father's expectations."

What kind of pressure did he endure to make a seven-foot man cry loudly? In this dark sea that doesn't believe in tears and won't sympathize with the weak, I cry so sadly.

Zong Boxiong didn't speak until Sima Lingxuan had cried enough, then let go of him. This ruthless giant, who had killed all the warriors of the previous great thief's lineage, had a look of compassion in his eyes and a faint smile on his face.

"I know what happened at the Tianjiao Summit. You chose to let go at the last moment. You didn't numb yourself with an unfair battle and victory. I'm very pleased."

"If you really chose to take action in that battle, in my opinion, you may not be able to get out of the shadow of hatred in this life. Even if you become emperor, you will definitely not be able to be crowned king."

Zong Boxiong opened his mouth slowly and said something that Sima Lingxuan didn't expect.

Sima Lingxuan opened his mouth: "Father, I..."

"Don't think too much. You have done a good job. Don't take the devil too seriously. In everyone's life, there will always be some opponents who make you feel desperate and will never be surpassed. What we have to do is not compete with these people. ”

"Your father didn't understand back then, and he harmed you and himself. When people live in this world, we have to live for ourselves, not for these opponents."

Sima Lingxuan was a little confused and said in panic: "Father, do you want me to accept my fate?"

"Instead of accepting your fate, let me ask you, have you ever slacked off in the past ten years?"

"No."

"Have you ever given up on your efforts?"

"No."

"Do you ever feel like you're wasting your time and making no progress at all?"

"No."

A few quick questions made Sima Lingxuan's confused eyes light up little by little, and he became more and more powerful in answering.

"Do you still feel useless?"

Sima Lingxuan said solemnly: "No."

"Very good, then let me tell you, Xiao Chen swept all the geniuses of the younger generation in Kunlun Continent, including several supreme disciples, but they were all defeated by him.

In the Tianxing Sea, another move defeated all the heroes in an instant. Do you think you were unjustly defeated? "

"Among these people are the Supreme Queen, the successor to the God Emperor, the disciples of the Ghost Emperor, and the disciples of the Corpse God. Each one of them is a peerless talent."

Zong Boxiong said word by word, his tone was slow and heavy.

When Sima Lingxuan heard this, he felt like he was struck by lightning: "Father, you never told me this..."

"I didn't tell you either. If Xiao Chen doesn't become emperor within four years, he will only have twenty years of life and become a shooting star, passing by in a flash!" Zong Boxiong continued.

Sima Lingxuan was speechless when he heard this. This news was so exciting that people were completely unexpected.

"You think he is so strong that it makes you desperate and puts you under a mountain of pressure, but is your pressure greater than him?" Zong Boxiong continued, "Look at him, but he looks like he is half broken. I don't know where he is in Tianxinghai. How many people laughed at him. After becoming the Qing Emperor, there were countless people in the Kunlun world who were waiting for him to become a shooting star.

"In terms of pressure, among the contemporary leaders, no one is greater than him." Zong Boxiong kept talking: "I can accept that your talent is not as good as him, and your luck is not as good as his, but don't be compared to him on this point. ”

"Men always have to cry wildly. Tears are the most precious thing in this world. You have to be lucky that you can still cry. Some people can't even cry.

Zong Boxiong's words were like a bolt from the blue, striking Sima Lingxuan, completely waking him up and getting out of the demonic barrier that had troubled him for ten years.

Unexpectedly, there were really too many things that he didn't expect. The person he had always regarded as his lifelong rival would experience so much in Kunlun in the past ten years.

"Father, thank you." Sima Lingxuan had a thousand words to say, but he didn't know how to say them. He could only say thank you.

Zong Boxiong smiled heartily, knowing that Sima Lingxuan had completely overcome the demonic barrier. In this prosperous age, his future achievements would surely surpass his own.

He had no children, and after he rescued the child from the Black Sea pirates, he knew that this was a gift given to him by God.

"Hahaha, let's go, my father will take you to drink, wipe away your tears, and let's go celebrate!"

[The second chapter is here. It’s my first attempt at writing a villain. I don’t know if you will like it.]