Yin - Yang Swordsman

The Birth of the Master (Dream ? )

Not long after Ling Feng fell asleep, his soul was pulled down by someone.

Under the Conscious Realm Ling Feng

Ling Feng who felt suddenly something was pulling him, suddenly woke up and felt strange looking at the surroundings.

"Ehhh where is this?, wasn't I in my room why did I move?, and again what is this place why I can't see anything" Ling Feng felt astonished as he looked at his dark and invisible surroundings.

Suddenly he moved again and felt shocked because, Ling Feng changed places in an instant. This time he could see his surroundings. Then he was amazed to see the projection of a handsome man sitting on a chair like a king.

"Who is this?, I don't know him at all and still look more like me than him" his eyes became sharp to see a handsome man sitting on the throne.

"What does this mean?, where am I?, am I dreaming?, why does this dream feel real?, what is going on here?, and who else is taking me to see this show?, why didn't the person show up anyway" Ling Feng grumbled indistinctly because, not knowing what was going on with him at the moment.

Not long after that, he moved back. Now Ling Feng saw a fierce fight shake the entire world. He felt like he was in the middle of a fight.

"Who are those two people?, I feel familiar with the other one" Ling Feng sharpened his vision and then realized "that person whose good looks were still below me earlier. Who was he fighting with?, then why couldn't I hear the talk they were talking about?, Ughhkkk Extraordinary strength I do know a cultivator is indeed great but, Ughhkkkk, I didn't expect his strength to make me feel like I was in a fight myself"

Not long after the terrible battle between the two of them stopped for a while. Ling Feng who saw that wanted to know what the two people were talking about but, he could not hear anything. The fight of the two people continues again which makes nature the place where they fight poranda. Ling Feng who saw the fight trembled in awe because, the fight of the two people was so great that it could destroy one world with just a fight of two people.

Finally the fight of the two strong people had finished Ling Feng moved back this time he moved to a place he was familiar with but, there was a difference about where he was occupying which made his entire body tremble in fear. the place he knew was already very ruined. Houses were burning everywhere, people were being killed everywhere, many were hysterical for help but no one could help.

The desperate faces of the villagers looked at their families who were subjected to inhumane torture. Ling Feng who saw this trembled trying to convince that this was all just a dream. The place he knew of was his village that had already been destroyed as a result of being attacked by black flow cultivators.

"No. It's impossible that all this is just an unreal dream" Ling Feng said in his heart trying to convince.

Ling Feng ran scared towards his house to see the state of his father and mother. He tries to convince her that this is not real. After arriving, he immediately entered to see the condition of his parents. How surprised he was because, seeing something terrible. His father was severely beaten to the point of not being able to get up again not dying because, those cultivators had indeed intentionally left him in a dying ½ condition wanting to torture his father. While his mother who saw it can only cry hysterically to see the husband in a state of concern.

Not until there alone, those black cultivators wanted to do that greatly made the father and son angry to see but, unable to do anything. the savage humans wanted to rape his mother in front of his helpless father, the mother who had tried to rebel any power because her opponent was a cultivator so her power was stronger than ordinary humans. Ling Feng who saw one of the cultivators wanted to rape his mother immediately tried to come forward to stop his deeds.

"No..No..No...Do not do that baj*ng*n Kep*Ra**.." cried Ling Feng. Ling Feng tried to help his mother but, as if he could not reach his mother's place to help her.

"NO I BEG YOU NOT TO DO THAT.....!!" Ling Feng cried out hysterically which eventually all turned pitch-black.

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Ling Feng's parents, who heard his son's hysterical voice, went straight into his son's room to find out the cause of his son until hysterical like that. Ling Cao and Ling Yan who saw the condition of his son who was asleep but, being having a nightmare instantly woke Ling Feng.

"What happened to our son, dear? is he going crazy now?" ling Cao's question was very stupid.

Ling Yan who heard the stupid question instantly got annoyed and hit the head of his stupid husband.

"Stupid.....!! my son can't be crazy like you" Ling Yan replied as he struck her husband's head.

"Aduhhhhh..You can't just not hit me...? if my brain is damaged how it will be" complained Ling Cao while stroking the head that Ling Yan hit.

"your brain has also been damaged from the first time.after I hit it will also have no effect" replied origin Ling Yan.

"Patience....Patience....Good thing darling" Ling Cao said in his heart.

Ling Cao who had been complaining in his heart instantly stiffened and thought 'How can it be ?'.

Ling Yan who wanted to hit his stupid husband again immediately stopped undoing his intentions because, seeing Ling Feng who woke up from his sleep with a hunting breath like he was going through a terrible thing.

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"NO I BEG YOU NOT TO DO THAT.....!!" Ling Feng cried out hysterically which eventually all turned pitch-black.

Ling Feng immediately woke up with a hunting breath and looked around him and there was already his father and mother in his room.

"Dad....Mother.....? why are you here?" ling Feng asked as he tried his best not to make his parents worry.

"Dad and Mom heard you screaming hysterically son.we went in to check on your condition....What happened to Ling Feng?, why are you shouting hysterically like that?" the mother and father nodded their heads in affirmation and asked.

"I see, so it's all just a dream...But why do I feel it's real ? and again what does that dream mean ?" Ling Feng said inwardly.

"It's better not to be told to the father and mother that there make them worry about my situation later" he added.

"I'm not papa dad...I was just dreaming of being chased by a ghost earlier so I was screaming hysterically"

"What is true so son." said Ling Yan probed because he felt there was still something hidden his son.

"My mother's father is not papa." said Ling Feng trying to convince his mother who notebate has a strong instinct.

"It's a pity, Ling Feng has said that he is not papa..you are, people are not papa asked continuously like there is nothing" replied Ling Cao oddly helping his son convince his mother.

"Dasarrr Stupid husband you know what hahhhh.." said Ling Yan became annoyed and hit his head again because of his absurd husband's behavior.

"You better take a shower and have breakfast before doing the activity" said the mother gently as she gently stroked her child's head and exited her child's room.

"Ehhh I'm waiting for me....You'd better have breakfast and we'll go hunting again in the afternoon" Ling Cao said as he exited the room following his wife.

"Yes father.." Ling Feng briefly replied as he shook his head at his father's behavior.

after his parents came out, he went back to thinking about what he was going through.

"What do you mean by that dream ? why does it all feel real?, is it true that this village will be destroyed?, what should I do ?" said the musings of Ling Feng's heart that was still hesitant in making a decision.

After a long contemplation Ling Feng finally decided not to think about his anxiety, and continued his usual activities trying not to think about his anxiety anymore.

His hesitation in making a decision would be fatal in the future.Can Ling Feng overcome the storm that is coming soon ? it all depended on what action Ling Feng would take later on.

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