Master, he is nice and soft

Obviously, Immortal Yan Jiang didn't have time to talk to ordinary people like them. Jiang Wei and Tang Yaze chatted happily for some time, and Jiang Yan fell asleep several times. Tea didn't have the effect of refreshing him at all.

Finally, when Tang Yaze said, "Then come here first", Jiang Yan was so moved that his legs went numb.

There was already silence outside the house, Huiqing Pavilion was like those ordinary people at the foot of the mountain, each of them went to bed earlier.

Originally, Jiang Yan thought that Tang Yaze would stay in Huiqing Pavilion for a night since it was so late, but he didn't expect that the head of the sect would do everything by himself, so he bowed his hands to Jiang Wei and stood up without any hesitation.

"I have to go back to Tang Jianmen first, and I will come and walk around more in the future when I have free time."

Jiang Wei didn't respond, he saluted Tang Yaze and was ready to send him home.

Jiang Yan was in a hurry.

"Wait, wait! Tang Yaze, wait here, I'll go get something! Soon!"

He hasn't given Tang Yaze the binoculars that can be used for chatting yet!

The name of the binoculars sounds good, but its function is terrible—it’s just an ordinary mirror that can conduct short video conversations—oh, and the shape is still very classical.

This thing was thrown in a corner of the warehouse on the second floor by Elder Qingyun before. Before that, Jiang Yan had nothing to do in that room and searched through most of the things, but since there were not many things he could use, So I don't remember much.

This telescope is one of them.

Snail House automatically turned on the lamp after sensing his aura. Jiang Yan dug out the Qiankun bag stuffed in a drawer of a cabinet next to the bed in his bedroom, poured out a bed of chicken and dog scraps, and pulled out a small mirror carved with strange patterns. I also didn't care about tidying up the bed, and hurried to the Wangxian Terrace where the guests were greeted and sent off in Huiqing Pavilion.

As expected, Tang Yaze was ready to control the sword, Jiang Yan grabbed the mirror and stuffed it into Tang Yaze's hand:

"This, please give it to Xingzhang for me, please!"

Tang Yaze responded, "It will definitely, Hong'er should still be in the sect."

Wait a minute, what this means is that if Tang Hong took Xiao He out to practice, Tang Yaze would not be able to find them, right? ?

"When Hong'er goes out to slay ghosts and demons, he often does as he pleases and has no rules. The place where the evil will happen is also unpredictable. If Hong'er takes He Xingzhang out of the sect, he can only give the mirror to He Xingzhang after Hong'er has spent all his money. It's gone." Tang Yaze was also a little helpless.

I have read so many novels, usually this binoculars is doomed to be ruined by Tang Yaze.

Oh, or at a certain strange point of time—for example, Xiao He will just catch it when he is duplicity, arrogant or puffed up or talking nonsense.

But this is not under Jiang Yan's control.

To be honest, since he passed through...or came back, there are not many things he can control...

Tang Yaze said that he could only do his best. Naturally, this matter had nothing to do with him, and Jiang Yan had no choice but to bow to Tang Yaze.

The sword cultivator, who was famous all over the world when he was young, summoned his natal sword, and a thin, slender sword with silver light flew towards Tang Yaze's feet, and he was supported firmly. Tang Yaze stood on the sword , nodded to Jiang Yan who was looking up at him, and flew a very long distance in an instant.

Tsk, Yu Jian is so handsome.

Jiang Yan returned to the brightly lit snail house, only to find Brother Cheap sitting in the middle of the yard, his expression was mostly the same as before.

"Xiao Yan, you're back."

That small banquet seemed to contain too many inexplicable emotions, so that Jiang Yan could only respond with a small "um" in a low voice.

"I came to your dwelling to give you an explanation."

Jiang Wei didn't care about Jiang Yan's reaction either, his voice was not deep, but as lively and clear as Jiang Yan's.

Jiang Yan followed his will and sat on the stone chair next to him, knowing that this was probably to tell him about the relationship between Immortal Yan Jiang and Elder Qing Yun.

Most of the medical practitioners have difficulty comprehending the Dao of swordsmanship, and because of this, they are unable to practice swordsmanship.

But Jiang Wei grabbed Jiang Yan's hand at this moment, speaking hurriedly.

"Mentally say 'lightness' in my heart!"

When Jiang Yan was still thinking "what the hell, brother", he felt a spiritual force in his body rushing to Jiang Wei's right hand with great ingenuity.

With the sudden appearance of light green fluorescence, the light hand appeared in Jiang Yan's hand.

Wow.

Jiang Yan had seen Ping Qingjian with Jiang Wei before, and secretly admired Ping Qing's appearance at that time.

Compared with Tang Hong's Dingxiu, it looks lighter and lighter, and its shape is not as aggressive as Dingxiu.There are no patterns on the hilt, only a few flowing cloud patterns that have been polished brightly.

In short, it is the kind of sword that minimalists who have no ambitions to dominate the world and just want to fish in troubled waters will prefer.

It's strange that this sword can match Xiaohe.

"Brother, what do you mean?" Jiang Yan lifted the voucher in his hand and looked around.

"This is your natal sword. You were not a medical practitioner at first."

ha?

No, he originally thought that the elder Qingyun who Tang Yaze described as playing the sword formation was actually Immortal Yan Jiang, but in fact it was the elder Qingyun himself? ?

This is not right bro.

"Do you remember our master?" Jiang Wei suddenly asked.

Jiang Yan smiled, and opened his mouth to chat with Brother Cheap, but he suddenly reacted in the next second.

There is no so-called master in his current memory.

Except for the small fragments of memories triggered by his contact with himself after he came back here, at the beginning, the only memories left by Elder Qing Yun to him were medical skills and knowledge of Danfang.

He hadn't noticed this setting that seemed wrong no matter how he looked at it, and he still felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

"Master is right." Jiang Wei forced a smile with the corners of his mouth curled up, his eyes were filled with a layer of watery light, "You don't remember any emotions or desires at all."

"To feed the god with the body is at the price of the seven emotions of greed, hatred, ignorance, love, hatred, and hatred."

"At that time, you were regarded by the master's family as a sinful fate with no desires and desires, and you were selected as a spiritual stove to support Immortal Yanjiang. Fortunately, although Immortal Yanjiang was as indifferent as water, he pushed you out to the Jiang family when you were only 13 years old. It is very disapproving of such a behavior as a spiritual stove, and you should seal yourself up, otherwise you would not be able to live now."

"..."

Isn't it, sir, is it so serious?

Jiang Yan touched his chest in disbelief, but didn't he still lose his emotions and desires?

"The soul of Immortal Yanjiang was damaged. The ancestors of the Jiang family were saved by the immortal. In order to repay the favor of registration, they made a blood oath to let themselves and their children and grandchildren feed the gods and nourish the soul of the immortal from generation to generation. With a blood oath, the immortal and The Jiang family must fulfill the oath, otherwise they will all be condemned by the heavens." Jiang Wei suddenly raised his hand and rubbed the edge of the light sword lightly when he said this.

It seems that the surroundings of the sword are not as full of sword energy as the Tang family's father and son, but it is still a natal sword, and its sharpness can cut iron like mud, let alone Jiang Wei's fingers.

Jiang Yan was taken aback by Jiang Wei's sudden self-mutilation. Seeing blood dripping from Jiang Wei's finger, he quickly raised his hand and let out a burst of spiritual energy to heal the small wound.

In fact, he has practiced this trick in private very skillfully, pointing to where to hit, but most of the time he can't meet the need to use the little trick of aura overflow to heal others.

This trick consumes a lot of spiritual power. Although the healing effect is extremely significant, it is essentially equivalent to using the aura of the caster to fill the loss of the injured body. If this thing is used frequently or to treat serious injuries, with Jiang Yan's current repair Because it will probably burp directly.

In almost a moment, the small cut on Jiang Wei's hand healed under the cover of light green aura, but Jiang Wei's expression did not change. He stared at his intact fingertips and raised his eyes to Jiang Yan.

The look in his eyes made Jiang Yan a little uncomfortable. It felt like someone was staring at him with undisguised probing eyes. Jiang Yan coughed lightly, trying to change the subject so that the other party would not stare at him all the time.

"Then, what about the rest of the Jiang family?"

Asking this question was entirely Jiang Yan's random thought. Judging from Jiang Wei's tone, the Jiang family is probably a big clan that can have some relationship with the God Realm, and it is very likely that it is still in the Chaotic Cultivator Realm.

"It's dead."

Jiang Wei's tone was not very good.

"Huh? Ah, oh."

Jiang Yan wished he could slap himself in the face.

"Do you want to know how they died?" Jiang Wei stared at him.

No, thank you.Jiang Yan felt that this cheap old man was getting more and more wrong, so he thought of finding an excuse to send him out of the dwelling.

Let's just say he was sleepy. Anyway, Elder Qing Yun used to sleep every day. Jiang Yan decided to yawn to start it. Unexpectedly, before he opened his mouth, he felt a dull pain in his head.

I lost... ah... Jiang Yan can almost smell the aroma of his hot lunch box.

Help, why did Jiang Wei suddenly turn black!

The tingling pain from the temple became more intense, and Jiang Wei in Jiang Yan's eyes had already begun to appear double.

Jiang Wei looked at him expressionlessly, stood up and held out his hand to him.

At that moment, Jiang Yan felt cold all over his body, and King Yama was waving to him.

Just when the palm was about to touch Jiang Yan, the door of the dwelling was suddenly kicked open, and the hand that was reaching out to Jiang Yan was immediately withdrawn.

The visitor was dressed in light yellow, and the whip in his hand was shining with a very faint golden light in the night. Jiang Yan endured the severe headache and turned around, just wanting to grab this life-saving straw that came in time.

It turned out to be Duan Yaodian, the Deputy Pavilion Master.

Duan Yaodian's handsome face was reflected a little sternly by the golden light from his natal spiritual weapon. He glanced at the two people in the courtyard, and said to Jiang Yan in a deep voice:

"I encountered some urgent matters when I was out on a mission. I urgently need to discuss with Qing Yun. I broke into the door in a hurry. Please forgive me."

Fuck, Comrade Duan Youdian may not be a good person, but the most terrifying thing right now is the perverted elder brother of the Pavilion Master!

"It's okay, brother, let's stop here for today..." Jiang Yan said to Jiang Wei, holding on to his reason.

The pavilion master frowned, didn't say a word, and walked out from Duan Yaodian's side.

After Jiang Wei walked out a few steps, Jiang Yan covered his painful head and almost knelt on the ground. Duan Yaodian quickly supported him, and raised his hand to release a spiritual energy to re-enclose the barrier of the gate that had just been broken by his whip Fill.

Jin Wu was put away by Duan Yaodian. He picked up Jiang Yan and kicked open the bedroom door. He raised his hand and pushed aside a pile of things on the bed, leaving a piece of bed for Jiang Yan to lie down on.

"what should I do?"

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