Chapter 72: The Four Symbols

  The quiet gate of the Ling family was now packed with people.

  "The old master is awake, isn't he? It's really maddening." Some of the older servants said anxiously.

  "Yes, this strange illness has had the old master unconscious for over a month." Many people whispered to each other, unable to help but feel some worry.

  In the house, an old man lay on the bed, his face pale, hair sparse and white, limbs stiff, as if a layer of frost had covered him, cold air piercing, emitting a chill smoke, this room was extremely cold.

  This old man was the master of the Ling family, Ling Yang. At this time, he was almost a living dead person, his breathing was so weak that it was imperceptible, half of his body was in a state of rigor mortis. On his chest, a red mass was slowly expanding and contracting, like a heart, the red color was like flames spreading out from his chest, and the frost was disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

  "Uncle, when will Father wake up?" Ling Ye and Ling Yu Xi were extremely anxious beside him, they had been waiting for a long time, and Ling Yu Xi's eyes were even wet with tears, she was afraid that her father would never wake up again.

  Su He was also very nervous and said, "It's almost time, the frost has already melted by more than half. If this frost melts, perhaps Master will wake up!"

  Wang Shi watched from the side, this icy body, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

  "This evil sect's methods are indeed ruthless!"

  He had heard Ling Yu Xi mention that the power of this ice was initially not a big deal, but as time passed, the ice would never dissipate in his body and would absorb spiritual energy to grow stronger, spreading outwards. The seizures were intermittent at first, and when they occurred, his father would only twitch slightly before using spiritual energy to suppress them, which was still quite easy. However, over time, the seizures grew stronger and required increasingly powerful strength to shatter the ice's counterattack!

  However, all of these are just treating the symptoms and not the root cause, unable to shatter this iceberg. This hidden danger will only grow stronger, threatening Lingyang's life. Every subsequent suppression would require enormous effort, every suppression is like being seriously injured again, making his body increasingly frail. It can be said that every successful suppression is a narrow escape from death!

  This cold ice attack was even more painful, and every time it attacked, Ling Yang would let out a mournful cry that cracked his lungs.

  "Is this Fire Tongue Fruit really useful?" Wang Shi asked with some doubt.

  ………

  After half a day's time, there was finally some movement.

  "Huh? Look, the old master's finger moved a little, I didn't see it wrong!" Some of the carefully observing servants exclaimed.

  "It's true! I also saw it, this is no hallucination!" Some people saw these slight movements one after another and were excited beyond measure!

  ……

  "Dad." Ling Ye and Ling Yu Xi called out softly, their voices trembling slightly.

  "Old Master." Su He was even more excited, and tears of sorrow flowed down.

  After a moment, the icy chill on his body had completely dissipated, leaving only some white residual marks on his eyebrows. The old man weakly opened his eyes, which were dull and dark, without any luster.

  "Dad, you're finally awake! That's great." Ling Ye and Ling Yu Xi said with relief and joy.

  "Isn't he dead?" The old man said in a very hoarse and soft voice.

  "Not dead! Not dead!" Su Hei shook his head vigorously, extremely agitated.

  "Cough, cough." The old man wanted to speak, but burst into violent coughing, extremely painful, as if something was stuck in his throat.

  "Suhao said: 'Old master, don't speak anymore. It's been a month since you haven't spoken, and I'm still not used to it.' Suhao slowly helped the old man up, gently patting his back."

  The old man slowly regained his composure and it took a long time to recover some of his energy, with a hint of weakness still in his eyes. Then he looked at his children.

  "What's going on here......" Ling Yang was surprised to see his daughter holding Wang Shi's hand tightly.

  "Ah!" Ling Yu Xi only then realized that she had been holding Wang Shi's hand tightly due to her nervousness, and her body was closely leaning against his. The scene was very warm and intimate.

  Wang Shi smelled the fragrance of Yi people and couldn't help but be infatuated, so he didn't say anything.

  Ling Yu Xi hastily let go of Wang Shi's hand and took a few steps back, her face slightly flushed with embarrassment.

  "Old master, this young man is called Wang Shi......" Su He told everything to Ling Yang.

  "Are you saying that my life was exchanged for the lives of my second and third brothers?" Ling Yang sighed sorrowfully, but it's not worth it!

  "Suhu hastily said: 'Old master, don't let second brother and third brother die in vain!'"

  "Dad... it's all my fault that Second Uncle and Third Uncle are like this, I've dragged them down!" Ling Yu Xi took a step forward and hugged the old man, crying bitterly.

  Ling Yang shook his head and said, "Our Ling family is destined to perish, so be it." There was a hint of despair and pain in his eyes. When had they been so powerful? Now they were sparse in population and on the verge of extinction.

  The atmosphere is extremely heavy.

  Before long, Ling Yang looked at Wang Shi, stood up and said gratefully: "Little brother, want to go somewhere with me?"

  Wang Shi nodded, somewhat puzzled as to what this old man wanted to do.

  "Old man, you......" Su Hei was taken aback and suddenly guessed what the old man was thinking, and couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

  Ling Yang waved his hand and said, "None of you need to follow me."

  ……….

  In front of a fake hill in a certain part of the Lin family's large courtyard.

  "I don't know, why did Senior bring me here?" Wang Shi asked, this place was very remote.

  "The kindness of the little brother has preserved the last bit of bloodline for our Ling family, I, Ling Yang, am eternally grateful and naturally want to repay it. Now that our Ling family doesn't have anything worthy to offer, all we have left is that mid-grade Earth-level martial manual!"

  "What? A provincial martial arts manual." Wang Shi said in surprise.

  Martial arts are divided into: ordinary, human, mysterious, earth, heaven, spirit, and divine. This small family actually has mid-grade martial arts? However, Wang Shi felt somewhat relieved; the family's former glory now only had a few scattered remnants left.

  Ling Yang nodded and said: "It's called the Four Symbol Secret."

  Ling Yang's weak body walked forward and touched a very secluded place on the fake mountain.

  Rumbling sound

  The fake mountain actually moved and cracked open a small gap. Ling Yang reached inside and pulled out a black cloth covered in dust. When he opened it, it was a blue scroll.

  "Ah......" Wang Shi was somewhat at a loss, as if he had just won the lottery.

  "The Ling family has declined, but this martial art cannot be buried. I hope you, young brother, can bring out its full power." Ling Yang sighed.

  "The junior has accepted it." Wang Shi also said in a low voice, holding the somewhat light scroll, but feeling somewhat heavy.

  Ling Yang nodded in admiration and then said, "Also, I have another request."

  "Anything, as long as I can do it." Wang Shi said.

  "I want to marry my daughter off to you!" Ling Yang said calmly.