Time seemed to have frozen, and after a long time, Yang Jiong let go of Yang Dan, pointed to the tomb in front of him and said: "This is the tomb of my wife. She died resolutely to save me. I will never forget her in this life!"
Yang Dan bowed to Xiangyi's grave and said softly: "Sister Xiangyi is very great, and only a wonderful woman like her is qualified to be a good match for my hall master. Wang Bo told me many of your deeds, this world
Changed because of you.”
"I treat this world like my first love, but this world has abandoned me like a shoe. The woman who once loved me deeply is now smiling beautifully in the arms of others."
"Master, Wang Bo said that your current wife's name is Xiaojuan, and she gave birth to your son Yang Yi. Damn it, he didn't tell me that Xiaojuan has moved on."
"Well, they live in the Soaring Dragon Country."
"I'm going to kill this heartless and heartless woman." Yang Dan flew into the sky before Yang Jiong could finish his words.
Yang Jiong said anxiously: "No, she has the freedom to love, and she has the right to leave me. When I left her and went to Nanming Continent alone, the fault was mine, so how can I blame her."
Yang Dan turned a deaf ear and gradually flew out of Yang Jiong's sight. Yang Jiong tried to use the flying sword, but it couldn't fly at all. The magic pool in his Zifu was dry and there was no magic power at all.
Yang Jiong took out the middle-grade spiritual stone and quickly absorbed the vitality from it. Half a quarter of an hour later, he finally stepped on the flying sword and flew towards Fancheng, absorbing the vitality from the spiritual stone as he flew.
When he arrived in Fancheng, he had recovered some of his magic power. He inquired about the palace, but did not find Yang Dan, nor Xiaojuan and Yi'er.
He was extremely anxious. What would happen if Yang Dan killed Xiaojuan impulsively? Xiaojuan was a good girl. Since he could not give her love, he could not prevent her from gaining the right to new love.
He transformed into King Ruyang and found out from the servants' mouths that Xiaojuan, Zhao Jianhong and Yi'er were opening a mansion outside. Foundation-building monks are invincible in this world. Killing a mortal is enough with just one look. Yang Jiong
Hurry there and rush there, and you must be there before Yang Dan.
Xiaojuan and Zhao Jianhong's mansion was built in the western suburbs of Fancheng, where there are beautiful mountains and clear waters and beautiful scenery. Xiaojuan sat at the table and watched Yang Yi practice swordsmanship. Zhao Jianhong explained each move carefully and took the trouble to do so.
There was sweat on Yang Yi's forehead, and Xiaojuan took a towel to wipe it with her son. Yang Yi turned her head and shouted: "Mom, don't affect my sword practice. After a while, I can learn all the Shuiyun Sword Techniques."
Xiaojuan leaned next to Zhao Jianhong and said: "Husband, we can't let Yi'er be too tired. He is too small. When he grows up, he will definitely become a man like you. Don't push too hard now."
Zhao Jianhong patted her shoulder and said, "Well, it will definitely happen. How could my son be so bad?"
Yang Jiong was invisible not far away, looking at the two dependents, feeling a burst of pain and helplessness in his heart. Yang Dan hadn't found this place yet, and she didn't know that Xiaojuan and her son lived in Fancheng.
It was getting late, and the three of them went back to their room to rest after dinner. Xiaojuan took Zhao Jianhong's hand and said, "Husband, are you feeling better? I want to be with you tonight."
Zhao Jianhong said: "You know that my disease cannot be cured in a day or two, and I cannot sleep with someone who is yin, otherwise it will get worse. You are a woman, and you are born with a stronger yin energy, so you should sleep separately!"
Xiaojuan pouted, looking like
Just like a few years ago: "From the time I got sick to now, you have been avoiding me. I vaguely remember that you used to like to sleep with me in your arms. Doesn't your husband like me?"
Yang Jiong listened strangely. Since they were married, could they still sleep in separate rooms?
Zhao Jianhong said: "How could I not like you? You are the treasure in my heart. I, Yang Jiong, will never leave you in my life."
He coaxed Xiaojuan back to the room, looked up at the stars in the night sky, and growled: "Brother-in-law, is that world really that good? It's been four years, and if you don't come back, I really don't know how to pretend anymore."
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Yang Jiong, who was secretly guarding them, was shocked by what he saw. He suddenly realized that he seemed to have wrongly blamed Xiaojuan and Jianhong.
Maybe God heard Zhao Jianhong's roar, and countless light spots suddenly appeared in the sky. The light spots began to condense in front of him, and in the blink of an eye, a living person appeared in front of him. This person was so handsome that even the world's painters could not draw it.
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Zhao Jianhong opened his mouth wide, looked at Yang Jiong who was condensed into light spots in front of him, and asked in surprise: "Brother-in-law, is that you?"
"It's me, I'm back. Xiaojuan recognized you as me? What happened?"
"Alas! It's hard to explain in words. Four years ago, you left this world. My little sister fainted from sadness. After she was rescued, she thought I was you. Father, my eldest brother couldn't bear to expose it, so he acquiesced in my pretending to be you to make her happy.
,hapiness."
"I have been pretending for more than four years, and I don't need to tell you the bitterness of it. There are many people in the palace, and she and I pretended to be a couple. We were afraid of rumors, so we moved out."
After Yang Jiong felt relieved, he felt inexplicably heavy. He murmured to himself: "It turns out that Xiaojuan is like this because of me. In the blink of an eye, it has been nearly five years since I left you. In the past few years, you pretended to be me.
She was happy, and the younger brother thanked the second brother."
"Brother-in-law, what is that world like? Are there gods there? Are there people there? Are all the women there fairies? There...? There...? There...?
There......?"
Zhao Jianhong's questions were like a barrage of questions, one after another.
After Yang Jiong answered him one by one, he said: "Okay, I will tell you about the situation in the world of cultivation later. I came back once a year ago, and that time I misunderstood you and Xiaojuan. You go back to your room to rest first.
, I’m going to see Xiaojuan.”
The fairy brother-in-law is back, and Zhao Jianhong will never leave unless he asks clearly.
He touched Yang Jiong's clothes and found that his clothes and skin shone like light. He couldn't help but praise: "It's great to be a god. Zhao Junan hasn't even worn these clothes. Brother-in-law, you have to get me a set of these when I have time."
Farming clothes. I took care of Xiaojuan and Yier for five years. It’s hard work without any credit, right?”
Yang Jiong smiled and said: "These clothes are the illusion of spiritual thoughts. I can use my magic power to transform the same clothes on your body, but they can only be saved for a few hours. If you exceed the time, if I am not by your side, you will be ugly. Don't leave."
Blame me."
"Actually, I'm going to elevate you and my eldest brother to the realm of unity between heaven and man. Do you want the realm of unity between heaven and man, or do you want a few hours' worth of clothes?"
"The realm of unity between heaven and man! Can you let me enter the realm of unity between heaven and man?" When Zhao Jianhong was so excited, he didn't even bother to get clothes. He wanted to hug Yang Jiong and kiss him fiercely.
Yang Jiong nodded, passed through the wall, and walked into Xiaojuan's room. Xiaojuan had just fallen asleep and was lying quietly on the bed, like a lazy kitten.
Yang Jiong separated a spiritual thought, which turned into little stars and sank into Xiaojuan's brain. Deep in her brain, there was a palm-sized area that looked like it had been stained with ink. This area should be where Yang Jiong left Hongyue, where she was affected by
Injury site formed after stimulation.
Yang Jiong's spiritual thoughts were extremely powerful and he tried to clear the black in this area. As soon as he moved, he found a bit of true spirit as big as a grain of rice in the black area. This true spirit has been integrated with the black and cannot be separated.
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The mortal true spirit is as big as a grain of rice, the innate state is as big as a soybean, the celestial state is as big as a broad bean, the Qi training stage is as big as a finger. At the foundation stage, it is the size of a dove egg, and at the golden elixir stage, the true spirit is as human-shaped, about an inch in size.
.In the later stage of the golden elixir, the true spirit can reach the size of one foot. After passing through the heavenly tribulation, the true spirit takes shape and forms the Nascent Soul, and the monk enters the Nascent Soul stage.
This true spirit in Xiaojuan's mind is her destiny and her soul. All thoughts and ideas are generated from this true spirit. From this point, it can be seen that Yang Jiong plays an important role in Xiaojuan's life.
She has become one with the true spirit and is the most important part of her life.
Xiaojuan loved herself deeply. From beginning to end, this ordinary and beautiful woman never fell in love with anyone else. In her eyes, the man who accompanied her day and night was her husband, Yang Jiong.
If the lesions in this area are cleared, this true spirit will undoubtedly be driven away. Without the true spirit, how can Xiaojuan survive?
Yang Jiong was in trouble and couldn't succeed after trying several times. As powerful as he was, it was impossible to change the structure deep in the human brain. The brain is different from other parts of the body and is a restricted area for all living things. Cultivating monks actually means cultivating the deep parts of the brain.
Zifu.
Xiaojuan's true spirit has merged with the black color, and even if the Yuanying monk comes down to the world, there is nothing he can do. Unless the god-man takes action, the situation may be resolved. The god-man is a product of the divine world. Yang Jiong raised his head and looked at the dark
Ye Kong shook his head helplessly.
In another room, Yang Yi was already asleep under the care of the maid. He was too tired from sword practice today, so he went to bed and fell asleep.
A voice shouted in his ear: "Yi'er, Yi'er, dad is back to see you."
The child was sleeping deeply, Yang Jiong screamed several times, and Yang Yi opened his eyes and turned his head blankly. When he saw the person standing in front of the bed clearly, he blinked a few times, and finally separated the person in front of him from the person in his memory.
The figures overlap.
Yang Jiong looked at him and smiled: "Yi'er, don't you know dad? Dad is back to see you."
Yang Yi came back to her senses, jumped up from the bed in surprise, and threw herself into Yang Jiong's arms: "Dad, Yi'er misses you so much. You are finally back. My godfather and I are looking forward to your return every day, mother."
I have considered my godfather as my father for more than four years."
Yang Jiong's spiritual thoughts have been transformed into the body for a long time. Even if his spiritual thoughts are comparable to those in the later stage of Jindan, he is gradually unable to bear it. He put Yang Yi down and said: "Son, be good. Dad still has something to do. I will come see you tomorrow."
Yang Yi held Yang Jiong's hand tightly and shouted, "No, I won't let daddy go. I haven't seen daddy for many years. Please don't leave."
He clutched Yang Jiong's clothes tightly, but found that with a light touch in his hand, the clothes turned into light spots and scattered. Then Yang Jiong's body turned into a little golden light and disappeared into the night.