Urban Cultivation: The master who has overcome the tribulation is reborn

"Brother Yan, this is the most precious treasure of our sect, passed down for nine generations. It is no exaggeration to say that it is as powerful as a feather. I will lend it to you today, but you must return it intact in the future, otherwise I will not forgive you."

He Lu carefully held the precious sword that he always carried with him in his hand, and was about to hand it to Yan Qiren, who was full of excitement, but then he hesitated.

"What's wrong?" Yan Qiren stared at the scabbard and didn't notice the change in her expression at all.

"Come back alive." He Lu smiled gently, pushed forward with her right hand, and resumed her carefree attitude as a child of Jianghu. "Then I will make a name for you."

Yan Qi took the knife as if he had found a treasure, and asked casually: "Mr. Jiang just mentioned it casually. What he meant by that sentence might be the self in his memory."

"Not really." He Lu looked at the distant and indifferent Jiang Ran in a mysterious way, "Master Jiang said that a strange man from Yanshan crossed Yanshan alone."

"There won't be another Yan Qiren in this Yanshan area, right?"

After being enlightened by Jiang Ran, Yan Qiren felt that even if he couldn't kill Golden-Eyed Biao, he could at least escape unscathed, so he was in a very relaxed mood.

"Okay! Make me famous." He raised the sword proudly, his eyes full of excitement.

"But we have to give it a name. We can't just call it Qi Ren Yan Qi Ren, right?"

He Lu was infected by his confidence, and thinking of the sword and knife skills that Yan Qiren had just displayed, her nervousness eased a little.

After hearing these somewhat joking words, I actually started to think about them seriously.

Seeing her frown, Yan Qiren said unhappily, "Is it so difficult to come up with a decent name for me? I think it would be better to call me Qixia..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Jiang Ran, who had walked up to him at some point, "What is the name of this knife?"

"Feiyan." Erya, who was squatting on the ground with her hands supporting her cheeks, had nothing to do. When she heard this question, she immediately showed off, "Sister He said that this knife is called Feiyan."

Jiang Ran nodded slightly and pointed at the knife in Yan Qiren's hand, "My martial arts are not limited to weapons. Swords and knives are fine."

"Since you insist on using this knife, why not name yourself after it?"

"Flying Swallow Blade Swallow Qiren, how about this name?"

Yan Qiren and He Lu looked at each other, pondered the name, and surprisingly felt an inexplicable sense of fit.

"Okay! From today on, I will call it Feiyan Dao."

He Lu saw how excited he was and glared at him. "You are holding the Feiyan Sect's sword, and your nickname is also Feiyan Sword. You look more like a descendant of Feiyan Sect than I do."

"Hahaha, borrow it and use it, borrow it and use it. You are the big knife and I am the small knife!" Yan Qiren disagreed and laughed out loud.

Jiang Ran had no intention of listening to the two people quarreling. His cold eyes swept across the face of the laughing man, "When will we enter the mountain?"

The laughter stopped abruptly.

……

At one o'clock in the morning, Yan Qiren led a fast horse and went into the mountains with a knife on his back.

Under an old willow tree, Jiang Ran's calm expression fluctuated slightly.

He sensed that the dormant spiritual power of heaven and earth gradually began to flow as Yan Qiren led his horse into the Yanshan Mountains.

It was as if the shackles that had bound him were slowly dissipating.

"Master Jiang, I know that my own strength is far from being a match for Brother Yan today. Going with him would only be a burden, so I did not follow him into the mountain."

After Yan Qiren's back disappeared from view, He Lu looked at Jiang Ran sincerely and spoke softly.

"You shouldn't have gone." Jiang Ran lowered his eyes and looked at her with a slightly cold expression.

"I know." He Lu looked bitter and chose her words carefully. "I just wanted to ask you a question."

"tell me the story."

"There are so many people in the world, and Brother Yan is definitely not the best among them. Why is it him?" Under Jiang Ran's scrutinizing gaze, He Lu felt that every word she said was extremely difficult.

"This is his destiny, and it is also the anchor point for me to break the impasse." Jiang Ran thought about it and explained it casually.

Anchor point, breakthrough? He Lu repeated it silently. She clearly understood the meaning of these two words, but she could not comprehend the deeper meaning at all.

"I don't really believe in the theory of fate, but you just mentioned breaking the situation. Does that mean you are treating Brother Yan as a pawn?"

Jiang Ran's eyes were calm, and his voice was even more silent. "Does this matter?"

He Lu opened her mouth but didn't dare to do anything rash. She smiled bitterly and nodded, "In any case, you have raised Brother Yan's strength to a level that he could never have reached before. I believe you won't harm him."

Arya only felt that the mountains in the distance stretched endlessly, and she had no idea what the two were talking about.

Seeing the bitterness on He Lu's face, he couldn't help but step forward to comfort her, "Sister He, don't worry, after Master Jiang took me away from home, I didn't lose a piece of meat."

"He won't harm Hero Yan."

Jiang Ran lowered his eyes and glanced at the little girl, and said no more.

Belief or disbelief does not depend on the heart but on actions.

How can the destined future be changed so easily?

He Lu sighed, rubbed Erya's head, took in the man's indifferent and distant look, and ultimately did not ask any further questions.

……

"Erya."

The sunshine today is really dim, and the sky seems gloomy at noon. I don’t know if it will rain.

Jiang Ran ignored He Lu, who was milling around and looking increasingly anxious as time went by. He whispered to Erya, who was leaning against a tree and feeling drowsy, to wake her up.

The little girl was stunned at first, then she quickly stood up with her hands on the ground, like a primary school student who was about to be scolded.

"Gu Zian, do you still remember?"

What happened three days ago was still vivid in her mind, and Arya nodded heavily without thinking.

"Tell me what you think about this matter." Jiang Ran actually had no intention of enlightening a child who was ignorant of the world, but the hint of inspiration that fell on her could not be ignored.

If the inspiration of Yan Qiren fell into his destined future of riding a horse into Yanshan, then what about her?

Curing her grandfather might not make this inspiration flow again.

Jiang Ran guessed that it was about changing her mind and giving up that extremely stupid choice.

One is rushing towards his destined future, while the other changes his mind and reshapes his three views.

They seem to have nothing to do with each other, but in fact they are inextricably linked.

"Gu Zian shouldn't have attacked Sister He and Hero Yan. He didn't want the people in the Friendship Society to know that a volume of the Moro Sutra was in the hands of Jinyan Biao. He could have advised Hero Yan not to send the letter first."

Erya organized her words and spoke earnestly. She didn't realize that when she called him Golden-Eyed Biao, she had lost her previous hesitation.

"Is it because He Lu and Yan Qiren have become familiar with you these days, so you are speaking for them?"

Jiang Ran did not comment. It was normal for children to prefer people they were more familiar with since their personalities were still uncertain. That was why he asked this question.

“No, no.” Erya waved her hands repeatedly, eager to explain as if she was misunderstood. “No matter what, Gu Zian and Hero Yan are good friends, and he shouldn’t betray this friendship.”

"Friendship?" Jiang Ran looked at her in surprise.

"The friendship between good friends." Erya nodded heavily, with some hatred in her eyes. "Gu Zian is a complete villain. No matter how powerful he is, I look down on him."