Douluo: The junior sister of Jian Zong is a saint in Wuhun Hall

Ye Ling'an said, "What is the eighth test of the Ice God?"

Ye Ling'an placed the reward for the Ice God's seventh test into the soul guide, and then his eyes fell on Ice God Lan.

She never paid attention to the Ice God Sword from beginning to end. In her heart, this weapon was as if it didn't exist.

"Ask the heart."

Bingshenlan said very calmly, "You have already asked your heart in the first test, which makes your heart more determined. In fact, there is a difference. The question of your heart in the first test is to let you maintain your own self in the temptation. The original intention remains unchanged, thus opening up the mind of questioning and strengthening one's heart, but this is only the beginning."

"The eighth test asks you to question your heart from beginning to end."

"Do you still remember the conditions I promised you before?" Ice God smiled slightly and said slowly, "I said that if you complete the Ice God assessment, you will definitely get all your forgotten memories."

"You were asking me before, and I didn't answer you, but I can tell you now. The eighth test will remind you of past memories."

Hearing Bingshenlan's words, Ye Ling'an was stunned for a moment, and said again: "The eighth test is also about asking the heart."

"So what are my memories?"

"The memories hidden deep in your heart..."

The blue eyes sparkled, "The memories from your birth to before you came to this world."

"It takes a lot longer than you think."

Ye Ling'an didn't speak. She quietly used her blue soul power and let time pass by little by little.

The blue Hanying Divine Sword slowly appeared in her hand.

The contract she signed with Hanying Divine Sword was a soul contract, a kind of natal contract.

"I am willing."

Ye Ling'an said loudly, "Please start as soon as possible."

"I don't want to waste time. I've waited too long for this day."

"Without memory, I am always lost."

The more confused I am, the more I want to know the truth.

Her memory was sealed by Bei Liejiao...

It's a pity that she is not strong enough to break through Bei Liejiao's seal, so she can only wait slowly.

"Ye Ling'an." Bingshenlan's expression suddenly became heavy, "Once you start, there is no chance to look back."

"The truth you think is about to unfold before your eyes, but do you really have the ability to protect everything you care about?"

"Your sword heart and Tao heart are very firm, but you lack the ability to love others. Do you still remember what I once said to you? If I had a choice, I would rather never become a god than an ordinary person. .”

"Becoming a god does not mean you will get everything, but you will lose the people you care about. Remember, once you start the eighth test, you will have no chance to regret it. Bei Liejiao sealed your memory so that you will not live in pain. But you still look for this pain. People are always rebellious and need to grow up over time."

Listening to Bing Shen Lan's words, Ye Ling'an's thoughts were still unwavering, and he still looked very indifferent, "It's okay."

"I can bear this loss."

Ye Ling'an did not think carefully about why Ice God Orchid began to shrink slightly in the eighth test.

Because she wants power, the power to change the future.

"Now that you've decided, let's get started."

"Remember, don't get addicted to that emotion, otherwise you won't be able to get out."

Just as Ice God Orchid's voice fell, the surging blue divine power instantly surrounded Ye Ling'an's slim figure. Her long blue hair was blown by the strong wind, and her blue eyes were tightly closed. She sat cross-legged on the snow, Let the blue divine power appear in your mind.

A miniature version of the red phoenix was flying in her mind, a lock was broken, and countless blue lights emerged in her mind.

……

Auspicious snow heralded a good year, and on a snowy day, the cry of a baby sounded in Fang Mansion. A pair of jade-like hands picked up the swaddled baby, a troubled look appeared on the graceful face, and the purple eyebrow prints were so lifelike that people could not forget them at a glance.

"This is our child."

"It's the fruit of our love."

A gentle look appeared on the graceful face at this moment, "Jun Xuan, what should our eldest daughter's name be?"

"She will be the future patriarch of the Fang family."

The head of the Fang family inherited the system of direct descendants. The first-born child, regardless of gender or not, is fine as long as he is gifted.

"According to the naming hierarchy in the clan, she is the first child of the Ling generation, so let's call her Lingyun."

"Fang Lingyun is her name."

Fang Junxuan said seriously, "The birth of this child is not necessarily a good thing."

His big calloused hands held a long blue sword, which emitted a brilliant light and was engraved with complex patterns, highlighting its nobility and mystery.

Taking a closer look, those beautiful eyes showed complicated emotions, "This is... the divine sword."

"Why was she given a divine sword when she was born?"

Mother Fang lowered her voice carefully, with a look of fear in her beautiful eyes, "In the past, there were lords from the gods and demons who had innately awakened the divine sword and led the two races."

"The Witch Clan has the blood of the royal family, and the Human Clan has the Bei Lie Family and the Xiu Xian Family...but few of their divine swords are innate."

Fang Lingyun possessed the divine sword as soon as she was born. If this news spreads, the entire Bei Lie Dynasty will be overthrown.

"Anyone who knows this today will be killed without mercy."

Fang Junxuan slowly closed her eyes. He didn't want to kill anyone until this moment, but for the safety of the Fang family, these people had to die.

The birth of this child was a miracle beyond their expectations.

Mother Fang hugged the baby tightly, "Jun Xuan, does our child live up to that legend?"

"I don't want her to die."

"Correct."

“It’s a curse and a blessing.”

"Our Fang family has the blood of the witch clan, which is why we are cursed. The divine sword means that this child's qualifications will definitely make him a god."

"That legend puts everyone in danger."

Everyone wants to become a god, and no one wants their life to be threatened in any way.

Becoming a god may seem difficult but it is destined.

Time passed by, and before three-year-old Fang Lingyun could stand completely still, she started to practice her sword skills.

The sword technique passed down from the Fang family's ancestors - Gui Yi sword technique. What this swordsmanship emphasizes is the unity of man and sword, and the complementarity of yin and yang.

Fang Lingyun stood by the lake, waving the sword blade with her little hand. Because she was still young, the sword Father Fang gave her was a wooden sword. The material of the wooden sword was okay, at least it wouldn't hurt herself.

Fang Lingyun's daily task is to swing the sword a thousand times.

Although she herself was unsteady, her sword-wielding hand was steady from beginning to end.

Those clear eyes showed a determined look.

Her Taoist heart is extremely firm.

"Yo."

A pampering and cold voice suddenly sounded in her ears, "Are you Fang Lingyun, the eldest daughter of the Fang family?"