Son-in-law [Cultivator]

The righteousness of heaven and earth is the nemesis of turbidity.It's just that the natural disaster ten thousand years ago lost so many inheritances of skills, so that no one can mobilize this kind of power on this battlefield.

Jiang You naturally didn't dare to move.

He even retreated a little to fight side by side with some monks who were injured and infected by the turbid air.

Everyone was too busy to take care of themselves, so naturally no one noticed that he was able to handle things with ease.

Except for Jiang You himself, there was a faint sense of shame in his heart.

... This is the battlefield 2000 years ago!He told himself like this, human beings are victorious, even if he is missing a Golden Core cultivator on the battlefield, it will not hurt the overall situation at all!

A trace of fatigue flashed in Jiang You's eyes, and he told himself over and over again that it seemed that this would completely eliminate his guilt.

Time passed quietly.

The turbid air around him gradually obscured his vision.

The sound of fighting was endless, but there were fewer and fewer monks around Jiang You - he saw with his own eyes that his comrades became more and more dull under the influence of the turbid air, and one by one, they slowly died under the attack of the demons.

The monks retreated again and again, getting closer and closer to Floating Cloud City... Jiang You stared blankly at the corpses of the people in front of him, feeling more and more bewildered.

At this moment, a righteous voice suddenly sounded in his mind, deafening:

"Tai Shang forgets feelings, forgets feelings and is fair."

This is not "Taishang Wangqingjue", but the voice that asked him "I still don't understand" in the tunnel of time and space!

Jiang You was shocked!

Too much forgetting love, forgetting love and being fair...

Isn't it just telling him that only by forgetting those doubts, suspicions, resentments... can he truly not forget his original intention?

——At this time, human beings are already in danger, and everyone in the world is working together to fight against the demons, but he is hesitating whether to use the righteousness of heaven and earth?

Behind him are the only remaining people in this small Yuanzhou. He can't save everyone, but can't he save even one person? !

... And this voice, throwing itself into the battlefield of madness 2000 years ago, is it for this purpose?

Jiang You suddenly realized.

He finally stopped hesitating, circulated the righteous energy of heaven and earth, attached to the sword energy, and killed the demons cleanly.

So on the battlefield, a strange scene soon appeared:

A monk who described as an ordinary golden core, holding a tattered iron sword, slowly shuttled among the monks of the same realm.He is obviously a very ordinary monk, but he seems to be full of awe and righteousness, and he looks like a Shura in the eyes of Jindan period demon warriors!

This battle lasted for a long time, so long that Jiang You was exhausted physically and mentally. He couldn't remember how much time had passed, and he didn't know how many demons of the same realm he had killed... In the end, he could only wield it mechanically and repeatedly. The sword, covering the whole body with the righteous energy of heaven and earth, ended quietly.

Or not quietly.

The two leaders who were at least in the distraction period fought in a dim light, and even at the end of the battle, they couldn't tell the winner.It's just that Jiang You was so tired that he couldn't take it anymore, he fell into a pool of blood and fell into a deep sleep.

All the hustle and bustle and pain are completely withdrawn at this moment.

The rest is just a good dream that can't tell the truth from reality.

Jiang You was quickly sent back to the city.

In the tent, Yan An anxiously waited for the end of the war and his return.When he saw Jiang You being sent back unconsciously by others, his whole heart arose and he rushed over.Fortunately, the monk who sent him back told Yan An that he was just exhausted and nothing serious, so Yan An was relieved.

Holding the small basin, he poured warm water, gently wiped Jiang You's pale cheeks and blood-stained body with a cotton cloth, and took care of him carefully.

Three days later, Jiang You was still unconscious, and Yan An clenched his fingers tightly.

...Will such a powerful master be so vulnerable?

Since Jiang You asked him that day, he has been taking him by his side to teach and take care of him carefully. Yan An's heart was filled with indescribable gratitude and emotion.He knew that if it wasn't for Jiang You, he would have died in the hands of the demons, let alone embark on the path of cultivation.He is really lucky in three lives to meet such a good master...so he should also think about how to repay the master.

He didn't want to see Master so powerless again.

But he is penniless and can't afford any defensive equipment that is useful to the master, so how can he repay the master?

Yan An quickly thought of a way.

——He mustered up his courage and decided to go out of the city with the monks to clean up the battlefield!

The war lasted for more than [-] years, and most of the small Yuanzhou had been destroyed by the flames of war. The supplies that could supply the monks fighting on the front line were already in short supply.Therefore, it is particularly important to recover the armor or weapons on the corpse after the war.

On the scorched earth where the two armies fought not long ago, there were many corpses lying here and there.Because the truce was too short, there was a heavy coercion left in the field, which made Yan An even kneel on the ground subconsciously.Most of the corpses were extremely miserable, and there were still many monks who did not rest in peace. Their eyes were fixed on the front, and Yan An was terrified.

People around saw that he was only at the early stage of Qi refining, and kindly tried to persuade him to go back, but he refused.

Now that I have made up my mind to repay my master well, how can I give up because of such a small difficulty now that I have finally obtained this opportunity?

Yan An gritted his teeth, resisted the heavy pressure that made his legs weak unconsciously, stubbornly straightened his back, and walked to the depths of the battlefield step by step.Even if the oppression would collapse his shoulders, he would never give up.

Seeing that he was so resolute, the people stopped wasting their time persuading him, and went to look for a magic weapon and bury the corpse.As the saying goes, "people make money and birds die for food", if you go one step too late, maybe some high-quality magic weapon will fall into the hands of others.

At first, Yan An slowly followed behind the crowd.Seeing the eyes of a group of low-ranking monks glowing, they picked up some magical weapons that he couldn't understand.Either accept it with satisfaction, or sigh and discard it helplessly.But slowly, as the surrounding turbidity became heavier, there were fewer and fewer monks in front of him.

... Until later, in the cloudy sky, he was finally the only one left.

Yan An realized later that he felt a little creepy just now.

He looked around, the turbid fog was so thick that he couldn't even see the scene ten steps away, and he was frightened for a moment.At this moment, he seemed to hear a strange sound from something, which made him tremble all over, and ran back as if fleeing.

There were corpses all over the place, and the turbid fog filled the air. For a while, he couldn't see the road under his feet clearly, so he tripped over a corpse and fell hard to the ground.In the ear, the weird voice seemed to be getting louder and louder, Yan An could no longer hold on, and randomly grabbed the things at hand and waved them around, for fear that the unknown thing would approach him.

It wasn't until the weird voice gradually subsided that he ran back frantically in shock.

Xu was lucky, when he fled back into the crowd, there was nothing chasing him behind him.Only then did Yan An stop, taking a few deep breaths.When his breathing calmed down a little, he noticed that he was holding something tightly in his hand.

It was an unremarkable picture scroll.

Yan An was extremely disappointed.But after all, this was the only thing he found when he went deep into the back of the battlefield. He hesitated and unfolded the scroll.

In the next moment, he saw the sun, moon and stars in the painting, the vast universe;

Yan An's pupils tightened.

He suddenly closed the scroll and looked around, seeing that no one around the monks noticed him, so he carefully put the scroll in his arms - he had only stepped into the monk for a short time, although he didn't know what treasure this painting was, but inside Such a scene must be extraordinary!

Such actions naturally attracted the attention of others.

Not far away, three heart-wrenching monks made eye contact with each other, surrounded them together, and easily snatched the scroll from Yan An, who had a low level of cultivation.

But when they opened the picture scroll full of expectations, what they saw was an ordinary landscape painting.Except for the lifelike painting skills, he couldn't sense any spiritual fluctuations at all.

Disappointed, the three threw the scroll back to his face, mocking Yan An unscrupulously: "Hahahaha, rubbish...only a fool like you would pick up this kind of rubbish like a treasure! "

"Oh, this expression is about to cry! Alright, alright, my brothers won't bully you anymore. Hurry up and take your broken painting and go back to drink milk."

Yan An clutched the scroll tightly, trembling all over.

There is the surprise of finding the treasure, the fear of being coveted, and the anger at the insult of the three people... If he hadn't seen the vision in the painting before, he would have been so angry that he would have thrown the painting away.Yan An gritted his teeth, lowered his head rationally, and hurried all the way back to the tent as if he couldn't bear the ridicule, only to let out a long sigh of relief.

Jiang You was still sleeping.

Yan An lay down beside the bed, quietly staring at Jiang You's sleeping face.

...Master is so pretty, he thought.Everyone he has met is inferior to his master!

Yan An was thinking foolishly.He looked at it for a long time, and felt that his upper and lower eyelids couldn't help closing together, so he yawned, leaned against the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

When Jiang You woke up, the tiredness of the past few days was gone.Not only is he full of energy, but he is also full of strength.

He remembered that he passed out on the battlefield, and now he was lying in the tent. It seemed that Renxiu had won the battle.

Jiang You let out a breath of turbid air—although he knew that the human race would win, but when he was actually on the battlefield and killed the enemy in blood with his comrades around him, he didn't remember the result at all.

——All I can feel is the eternal bloody cruelty of war and the cold blades of the enemy!

Jiang You closed his eyes.He found that after experiencing this war, he had broken through the boundaries and became a late Jindan cultivator.Even Yuanying is only half a step away.

At this stage, his lotus heart has been molded into a baby with a vague face, and there is still purple air around it. "The Supreme Forgetting Love Jue" has actually advanced to the fourth level... The aura stored in his body now is comparable to a real Nascent Soul cultivator after the catastrophe.

Jiang You's thoughts moved slightly.

He moved his gaze to the golden silk that had been covering his Dao heart and was sleeping peacefully.

The last time "Tai Shang Wang Qing Jue" fell into a deep sleep was after Sumi Mustard...Could it be that this time, it absorbed energy that could not be digested in a short time?

Jiang You thought for a moment, but couldn't figure it out, so he put it behind his mind.

He lowered his eyes slightly, and looked at Yan An, who was sleeping soundly lying beside the bed.

The child's long hair was randomly tied behind his head, revealing half of his thin face, because there was a red mark on his cheek in his sleeping position.He was about to put the child on the bed, when he saw the child opened his eyes in a daze, black and white eyes with a little mist from just waking up, looking at him in a ignorant way.

Soon, his eyes were clear and filled with surprise: "Master! You're awake! Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Jiang You reached out and patted his head, the hair on his fingertips was soft and cool: "It's okay, you don't have to worry."

"Enen, it's good if the master wakes up!" Yan An obediently let him touch his head, and looked at him with big almond-like eyes, which were shining brightly, "I have something, I want to give it to you!" To Master!"

Jiang You looked at his eyebrows and eyes that were very similar to Ming Yan, his heart softened for a moment, and he smiled slightly: "No, you can keep it for yourself." He never thought that Yan An would give him something, and he didn't expect it. "Your heart, for the teacher's heart."

Suddenly, a layer of disappointment welled up in Yan An's heart.

His eyes were lowered, thick and slender eyelashes cast a shadow on his face.He hesitated for a while, but finally held the picture scroll in his arms towards Jiang You, and said in a low voice: "Master, this is... the first time I got something by myself, so I just want to give it to you... ..."

If he had a pair of cat ears, they must be drooping listlessly at this moment.

This thought suddenly flashed across Jiang You's mind, and he suddenly came back to his senses.

His breath was choked.

——Ming Yan is Ming Yan, and Yan An is Yan An.No matter how similar they are, he can't confuse the two!

His Mingyan is unique in the world!No one can compare with him!

Jiang You closed his eyes, suppressed all the sudden and inexplicable things, and slowly turned his gaze to the scroll that Yan An was holding in both hands.Just when his eyes fell, he suddenly felt that the picture scroll looked very familiar, and he suddenly grabbed the picture scroll and hastily opened it——

The sun, moon and stars in the painting, the vast universe; the mountains, rivers and lands, the pens follow the dragons and snakes; the flowers, plants and trees, with myriad postures; the birds and beasts, vivid...all of them are so familiar, but there is no portrait of a person with the same appearance as him .

Jiang You clutched the scroll tightly, feeling a chill in his bones for a moment!

At this moment, all the messy clues in his mind were connected together to form a complete truth:

——Ming Yan was born with a broken soul, even if his talent is outstanding, he still has no way to cultivate properly...

Ming Yan took him into Xumi Taoyuan.And when they were in desperation, they touched the core of Xumijiao with their blood, and successfully entered the core of Xumijiao...

They found a phantom of a remnant soul in Xumijiao's core, but the remnant soul actually mistook him for "Master", and even said that he had been looking for Master for more than 700 years...

And after leaving Xumijiao, Ming Yan was born with an incomplete soul disease, which healed without medicine...

……

Obviously there is no inheritance, but Ming Yan is free to use "The Map of Mountains, Rivers, and Lands"!

……

And now.

He was sent back to Xiaoyuanzhou 2000 years ago and temporarily adopted a child.

……

Jiang You stared at Yan An in disbelief, as if a flower had suddenly bloomed on the child's face.

He never understood everything.

But now, he completely understands!

——Because Yan An is Ming Yan!

In other words, Yan An was Ming Yan's previous life, and Ming Yan was Yan An's reincarnation!

The author has something to say: really good Kawen QAQ

I want to end this dungeon early, and then I can raise Yan Miao happily! !