Yan Hongchen woke up from sitting in cross-legged meditation. He had also sensed the suffocating battle in the Yan family just now.

The bloodthirsty Halberd Spirit told him not to be distracted and to continue meditating to consolidate his cultivation. Yan Hongchen had no choice but to do so.

At this time, when he walked out of the small courtyard, the powerful energy still hadn't dissipated. Sensing his direction, he headed straight for the maple forest...

In the maple forest, many stewards of the Yan family, large and small, as well as the family guards are all here.

Looking from afar, through the crowd, Yan Hongchen was startled and hurriedly stepped forward.

I saw my father, Yan Jiangbei, standing with a halberd, surrounded by red flames. In front of him was a charred corpse lying on the blood, obviously dead.

Seeing the dead person's face clearly, Yan Hongchen's heart was shocked. Isn't this the great elder Yan's martial arts?

Why his father would kill his clan brother made him very confused.

At this moment, Yan Jiangbei closed his eyes tightly, the flames around him became more intense, and the high temperature continued to rise.

He wanted to get closer, but Yan Hongchen had to give up the idea. He clearly felt that if he got closer than two meters to his father, he would be burned to pieces by the flames and no bones would be left.

Yan Hongchen signaled Hei Hu to come over, and then asked: "Uncle Hu, who is my father?"

Heihu was also puzzled. Yan Jiangbei had closed his eyes tightly for a long time.

But no one dared to step forward or disturb him, so everyone in the family could only wait here.

The bloodthirsty halberd suddenly said: "This is the state of mind of a saint who has suddenly realized the way of a saint. Young boys from the Yan family, please quickly tell them to disperse ten meters away and guard this place. Don't let outsiders disturb you."

"What? I don't understand what you mean..."

Yan Hongchen was very confused and couldn't understand what the bloodthirsty halberd spirit was talking about.

The bloodthirsty halberd said anxiously again: "I can't explain to you. If you want me to realize the truth and die from the backlash, then you don't need to listen to me."

Hearing this, his mood immediately changed. This was about his father's life. How could Yan Hongchen have the time to ask so many questions?

I hurriedly told Heihu about the situation and asked him to lead the others away.

Black Tiger gave the order, and the other three elders immediately understood that a large box with thousands of contact rats was released...

Within a quarter of an hour, all members of the Yan family came out in full force. The formation was so large that even members of the family outside the family returned one after another and quickly moved towards the maple forest.

At this moment, in Yangui City, the main palace of Yanjia City rang the ancient and ancient bells.

This is a bell that would never have been rung had it not been for the new city lord taking office, or the city's survival against foreign enemies.

At this time, the bell actually rang, and the bell resounded melodiously throughout the city. The gates in all directions were quickly closed, and the whole city was on alert. Ding-dang... the bell echoed,

Among the maple trees, with Yanjiang North as the center and ten meters away, layers of Yan family soldiers guarded the area.

Those approaching from the front are all riding war horses and wearing red flame-patterned armor.

This is the elite force of the Yan family that has been passed down for thousands of years. It is also the soul of the Haoyue Army, the legendary army: the Yan Family Army.

Looking again, Yanjiang Bei, wrapped in thick red flames, was slowly floating upwards. In mid-air, the thick flame energy reached an extreme height.

Even the refreshing air that filled the maple forest turned into waves of heat and dispersed, and all the nearby maple trees were turned into charcoal.

A man on cavalry from the Yan Family Army walked out of the crowd at this time. This man was the commander of the Yan Family Army, Yan Wuyan.

Yan Moyan is the eldest son of Yan Chengfeng, the head of the previous generation of the family, and his cousin from the north of Yanjiang.

When Heihu saw this person, he quickly followed him and Yan Hongchen to greet him.

Heihu spoke first: "Commander Wuyan, I'm really bothering you.

I even came here in person.”

Yan Wuyan waved his hand and said: "Hey, you are such a big boss, but you are still polite to us brothers."

Yan Wuyan is a rugged man with a copper-colored face in armor. When he steps forward, he has the aura of a tiger coming out of the mountain. His character is also a person who does not stick to some etiquette.

Since he took charge of the Yan Family Army, he rarely showed up in the family. After all, the Yan Family Army is the most important core force within the Yan Family.

After so many years of inheritance, we have already established a family rule: "When there is no war in the country, the Yan family's army will never leave the mountain."

Apart from Heihu, Yan Wuyan is the person Yan Jiangbei trusts the most. He knows that Yan Jiangbei lost his parents when he was young, so he treats Yan Jiangbei as his biological brother since he was a child.

Yan Hongchen also bowed and saluted when he saw the visitor, "I've seen you, uncle!"

Hearing this, Yan Wuyan looked at the boy in front of him, laughed boldly, and said, "Hey! Hongchen has grown so big."

Yan Wuyan patted Yan Hongchen on the shoulder. This was not the time to ask for help. He looked up at Yan Jiangbei in the sky, feeling horrified in his heart.

"It seems that this guy from Jiangbei has made another big breakthrough. He is actually condensing the Taoist heart of a saint. This has not been seen in the family for many years. With this character, the Yan family will definitely regain its former glory."

Black Tiger whispered: "Brother, is this the condensation of the legendary saint's Taoist heart?"

Yan Wuyan nodded, which was considered an answer. He kept looking at the sky, not daring to leave for even a moment.

Yan Hongchen asked the Bloodthirsty Halberd in his heart, "My father, what state is he in now? Do you want to break through?"

The bloodthirsty halberd responded slowly: "In the realm of saints, there are three small realms and one big realm: the saint's refined realm, the saint's extraordinary realm, and the saint's flawless realm. These three realms are small realms, and the saint's Taoist state of mind is the last big realm.

According to the Bloodthirsty Halberd, Yanjiangbei has reached the peak of the Immaculate Realm. Since ancient times, many heroes have stopped at the Immaculate Realm or failed to cultivate Taoist Heart.

Taoist heart is to condense one's own Tao, which is clearly the path that the cultivator will take in the future. Only when the Taoist heart is condensed in the saint state, can it be regarded as a perfect saint state.

Of course, there are many people who fail to realize the Taoist heart and directly choose to cross to a higher realm. However, without a clear Taoist heart and a Tao of one's own, it is impossible for a cultivator to grow to a powerful point in the future.

Those who have the heart of a saint are in the saint state. In this saint state, they are the kings.

But now, Yan Jiangbei has condensed the Taoist state of mind, which is extremely rare in this continent with thin spiritual energy. It can be said to be rare.

Bloodthirsty Halberd added: "Now, your father has to go through the most difficult state of mind. If he is disturbed by the outside world at will, he may go crazy."

Sitting cross-legged in the void of Yanjiang Bei, at this moment, his mind kept replaying scenes from the past, all the things in the past, and the passing clouds.

Now, he felt like he was reliving the memories in person.

As early as ten years ago, Yan Jiangbei had reached the peak of Wuxia, but he was still unable to gather his Taoist heart no matter what, because there was always a hurdle in his heart.

That is his late wife and his seriously ill only son. For so many years, he has never been able to get over this hurdle, and every time he gathered his Taoist heart, he failed.

Now that the revenge for killing his wife has been avenged, there is finally an explanation, Yan Hongchen has recovered and can practice cultivation, and he no longer has any burden.

At this moment, Yanjiangbei's consciousness is merging into memories...

The person I recall at this moment is still the young and frivolous person he was. He was twenty-three years old, handsome and brave, holding a jade flute.

Looking at the wooden bridge of Huayue Lake in front of him, it looked so familiar. He walked towards the wooden pavilion in the lake.

The sad and beautiful sound of the piano came from the wooden pavilion, the sound penetrated into the bones and the heart.

Opening the curtain of the pavilion, the picture that has appeared in so many dreams day and night

His face came into view, and his eyes suddenly became moist.

The woman in the pavilion said with a voice that was more melodious than the music of a harp: "Master, if you don't mind, please sit down."

Yan Jiangbei looked at the woman blankly, and the woman's laughter broke the silence.

The two talked and got to know each other again. They came to Huayue Lake every night and spent a wonderful time happily.

The scene suddenly changed. This was the last night the woman was under house arrest by her family. The two stood speechless for a long time, looking at each other.

The woman suddenly hugged Yan Jiangbei tightly.

"If this life is only short and I can spend it with you, it will be eternity!"

"What's wrong? What happened?"

The woman suddenly ceased to exist. There was only an empty pavilion and a lonely piano, and the person playing the piano was no longer seen.

Yan Jiangbei was extremely anxious, and the picture immediately shattered, leaving only a dark space, with only Yan Jiangbei and the woman.

She cried and said, "How about Yan Lang marrying me?"

Yan Jiangbei wiped away her tears, held her in his arms affectionately, and said softly: "That's enough, I have you in this life."

enough."

Yan Jiangbei held the void in his hand and pressed it. At this moment, all the pictures and memories in front of him burned like pieces of paper.

The consciousness returned to reality again, and Yan Jiangbei's tightly closed eyes shed an invisible tear.

He murmured to himself: "Xian'er, it turns out you have never left, but live deeply in my heart."

Yan Jiangbei's eyes opened instantly, and a violent flame exploded from him, burning the entire sky red for a while.

The flames returned to Mo Ruyan Jiangbei's body at a blink of an eye.

As if sensing Yan Jiangbei's awakening, the Yan family's divine halberd, which was originally spinning beside him, stopped, and the body of the halberd trembled.

Yan Jiangbei held the divine halberd, touched the body of the halberd, said thank you, and then dropped to the ground.

The bloodthirsty halberd said: "It's done, young man of the Yan family, I have crossed the hurdle in my heart and reached the perfect state of mind of a saint."

Seeing the Yanjiang River falling north, all the Yan family soldiers around them knelt on one knee.

They all said in unison: "Congratulations, head of the family, for making further progress in your cultivation. God bless our Yan family."

For a moment, the voice of people was like a tidal wave, and the momentum was bursting...

Yan Hongchen was also happy that his father was out of his mind. He always knew that Yan Jiangbei missed his dead mother very much.

Now, seeing him step out of that shadow, he is also smiling happily.

Looking at the dead Yan Wufa, Yanjiangbei's majestic voice sounded: "Bring back the body of the great elder and give it to the Hui clan for a rich burial."

Then he waved the heavy halberd in his hand to signal everyone to disperse, and flew into the air towards the Yan family's main hall.

Black Tiger, Yan Hongchen, and Yan Wuyan followed closely behind.

If the news spreads this time, the Yan family's divine halberd has awakened, and Yanjiang North has achieved another great breakthrough, it will surely spread throughout the bright moon and shake the empire.

Back in the main hall, Heihu, Yan Wuyan, and Yan Hongchen sat down side by side, with Yanjiang North sitting in the middle.

Now Yan Jiangbei's temperament is obviously very different from before the breakthrough, and without realizing it, there will be a feeling like facing a fierce flame.

Heihu suddenly stood up and said: "Brother, this time I investigated Yan Wufa and found some interesting clues. There are no more than ten pages of private correspondence with the Bai family."
Chapter completed!