Time seemed to freeze, and after a long time, Yang Jiong let go of Yang Dan, pointed to the tomb in front of him and said, "This is my wife's grave, she resolutely died to save me." I won't forget her for the rest of my life!"

Yang Dan bowed to Xiangyi's grave and said softly: "Sister Xiangyi is very great, and only a strange woman like her is qualified to match my hall master." Wang Bo told me a lot of your deeds, and the world has changed because of you. ”

"I treat this world like my first love, but this world abandons me like a walk. The woman who once loved me deeply is now smiling in someone else's arms. ”

"Hall master, Wang Bo said that your current wife's name is Xiaojuan, and she gave birth to your son Yang Yi. Damn, he didn't tell me that Xiaojuan had empathized. ”

"Well, they live in the Dragon Teng Country. ”

"I'm going to kill this negative woman. Before Yang Dan could hear what Yang Jiong said, he flew into the sky.

Yang Jiong said hurriedly: "No, she has the freedom to love, and she has the right to leave me." When I left her and went to the South Underworld Continent alone, it was originally my fault, how could I blame her. ”

Yang Dan turned a deaf ear and gradually flew out of Yang Jiong's sight. Yang Jiong tried to sacrifice the flying sword, but he couldn't fly at all. The Dharma Pool in his Purple Mansion was dry, and he didn't have any mana.

Yang Jiong took out the medium-grade spirit stone and quickly absorbed the vitality in it. Half an hour later, he finally stepped on the flying sword and flew towards Fancheng, absorbing the vitality in the spirit stone as he flew.

When he arrived in Fancheng, he had already recovered some of his mana, and he searched in the palace, but he didn't find Yang Dan, nor did he find Xiaojuan and Yi'er.

He was so anxious, if Yang Dan killed Xiaojuan on the spur of the moment, what would it be. Xiaojuan is a good girl, since she can't give her love, she can't stop her from getting the right to new love.

He transformed into the appearance of King Ruyang, and found out from the mouth of his subordinates that Xiaojuan and Zhao Jianhong took Yi'er to open a mansion outside. The foundation monk is invincible in this world, and killing a mortal is enough with one look. Yang Jiong hurriedly stayed there and hurried, he must be ahead of Yang Dan.

Xiaojuan and Zhao Jianhong's mansion was built on the western outskirts of Fancheng, where the mountains and rivers are beautiful and the scenery is beautiful. Xiao Juan sat at the table and watched Yang Yi practice swordsmanship. Zhao Jianhong explained carefully one move at a time, and he never tired of it.

Yang Yi had sweat on her forehead, and Xiaojuan took a towel to wipe her son. Yang Yi turned his head and shouted: "Mother, don't affect my sword practice, in a while, I can learn this set of Shuiyun swordsmanship." ”

Xiaojuan leaned against Zhao Jianhong and said, "Husband, you can't let Yi'er be too tired, he is too small." When you grow up, you will definitely be a man like you, so don't rush too much now. ”

Zhao Jianhong patted her on the shoulder and said, "Well, it will be, how can my son be bad?"

Yang Jiong was hidden not far away, looking at the two people who were dependent on each other, and there was a pain and helplessness in his heart. Yang Dan hasn't found this place yet, she doesn't know that Xiaojuan's mother and son live in Fancheng.

It was getting late, and the three of them went back to their rooms to rest after dinner. Xiaojuan took Zhao Jianhong's hand and said, "Husband, are you getting better?" I want to be with you tonight." ”

Zhao Jianhong said: "You know that my disease can't be cured in a day or two, and you can't sleep with people with sexual yin, otherwise it will be aggravated." You're a woman, and you're born with a heavier yin qi, so let's sleep separately!"

Xiao Juan pouted, looking like a few years ago: "From my illness to now, you have avoided me." I vaguely remember that you used to like to sleep with me in your arms. Don't you like me?"

Yang Jiong listened weirdly next to him, since the two are married, do they still sleep in separate rooms?

Zhao Jianhong said: "How can I not like you, you are the treasure in my heart, and I Yang Jiong will never leave you in this life." ”

He coaxed Xiaojuan back to the room, looked up at the stars in the night sky, and roared: "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 to be it." ”

Yang Jiong, who was secretly guarding them, was stunned by everything in front of him. He suddenly found that he seemed to be wrong to blame Xiaojuan and Jianhong.

Maybe the heavens heard Zhao Jianhong's roar, and countless points of light suddenly appeared in the sky. The points of light began to condense in front of him, and in the blink of an eye, a living person appeared in front of him. This person is in the wind, so handsome that it is difficult for painters in the world to paint.

Zhao Jianhong opened his mouth wide, looked at Yang Jiong who was condensed into a point of light in front of him, and asked in surprise, "Brother-in-law, is it you?"

"It's me, I'm back." Xiaojuan recognized you as me, what the hell is going on?"

"Alas, it's hard to put into words. Four years ago, you left this world. My little sister fainted from being overly sad, and after she was rescued, she thought I was you. My father and eldest brother couldn't bear to expose it, so they acquiesced to me pretending to be you and making her happy and happy. ”

"I've been playing this for more than four years, and I don't need to tell you the bitterness. There are many people in the palace, and she and I are pretending to be husband and wife, so we moved out for fear of gossip. ”

Yang Jiong's heart was inexplicably heavy after being relaxed, and he muttered to himself: "It turns out that Xiaojuan is like this because of me." In the blink of an eye, it has been almost five years since I left you. In the past few years, you pretended to be me to make her happy, and the younger brother thanked the second brother. ”

"Brother-in-law, what is that world like? Are there immortals there? Are there people? Are all women there fairies? ....... there, ..... there, ..... there, ...... there?"

Zhao Jianhong's questions were like a series of cannons, and they came out one after another.

After Yang Jiong gave him answers one by one, he said, "Okay, I'll tell you about the situation in the cultivation world 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, and I'll go see Xiaojuan. ”

The fairy brother-in-law is back, don't ask clearly, where is Zhao Jianhong willing to go.

He touched Yang Jiong's clothes and found that the clothes and skin on his body were flickering like streamers, and he couldn't help but praise: "It's really good to be an immortal, Zhao Junan hasn't even worn these clothes." Brother-in-law, you'll have to get me a set of these clothes when it's empty. I took care of Xiaojuan and Yi'er for five years, and there is no credit and hard work, right!"

Yang Jiong smiled and said: "This dress is a divine illusion, I can use mana to conjure the same clothes on the surface of your body, but it can only be kept for a few hours." If I wasn't by your side, don't blame me if you lose your ugliness. ”

"Actually, I am ready to elevate you and my eldest brother to the realm of the unity of heaven and man. Do you want the unity of heaven and man, or the clothes for a few hours?"

"Heaven and man are one! Can you let me enter the unity of heaven and man?" When Zhao Jianhong was excited, he didn't care about clothes, so he couldn't wait to hug Yang Jiong and kiss him fiercely.

Yang Jiong nodded, his body passed through the wall, and walked into Xiaojuan's room. Xiaojuan had just fallen asleep, lying quietly in the bed, like a lazy kitten.

Yang Jiong separated a divine thought, turning a little starlight into Xiaojuan's brain. In the depths of her brain, there was a large area of a slap that looked like it had been stained with ink. This area should be the injury area formed by Yang Jiong's stimulation when she left the red moon.

Yang Jiong's divine mind was extremely powerful, and he tried to clear the black from this area. As soon as he moved, he found a little true spirit the size of a grain of rice in the black area. This true spirit has become one with the black and cannot be separated.

The true spirit of mortals is the size of a grain of rice, the innate realm is the size of a soybean, the realm of heaven and man is the size of a broad bean, and the qi training period is the size of a finger. When it reaches the foundation building period, it is the size of a pigeon's egg, and when it reaches the Jindan period, the true spirit is like a human form, with the size of an inch. In the late stage of Jindan, the true spirit could reach the size of one foot. After the catastrophe, the true spirit was formed, and the primordial infant was formed, and the monk entered the primordial infancy stage.

This true spirit in Xiaojuan's mind is her destiny and her soul. All thoughts, thoughts, arise from this true spirit. From this point, it can be seen that Yang Jiong has become one with the true spirit in Xiaojuan's life, and it is the most important part of her life.

Xiaojuan loves herself deeply, from beginning to end, this ordinary and beautiful woman has not empathized. In her eyes, the man who accompanies her day and night is his husband, Yang Jiong.

If the lesion in this area is removed, it will undoubtedly drive away this true spirit. Without the true spirit, Xiao Juanyan has a life?

Yang Jiong was in trouble for a while, and he couldn't succeed after several attempts. As powerful as he is, it is impossible for him to change the structure of the deep human brain. The brain, unlike the rest of the body, is off-limits to all living things. Cultivating the true monk is actually cultivating the Purple Mansion deep in the brain.

Xiao Juan's true spirit has become one with black, and even if the Yuan Infant Monk comes from the lower realm, he can't do anything. Unless a man of God intervenes, he may be able to resolve the situation. The gods are the products of the divine realm, Yang Jiong looked up at the dark night sky, and shook his head helplessly.

In another house, Yang Yi was already asleep under the care of her maid. He was too tired from practicing swords today, so he fell asleep when he went to bed.

A voice shouted in his ear: "Yi'er, Yi'er, Daddy is back to see you." ”

The child slept deeply, Yang Jiong screamed a few times, and Yang Yi opened his eyes and turned his head blankly. When he saw the person standing in front of the bed, he blinked his eyes a few times, and finally reunited the person in front of him with the figure in his memory.

Yang Jiong looked at him and smiled: "Yi'er, don't you know your father? Father came 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, you can be counted back." My godfather and I are looking forward to your return every day, and my mother has regarded my godfather as a father for more than four years. ”

Yang Jiong's divine thoughts have been transformed into his body for a long time, even if he is comparable to the divine thoughts of the late stage of Jindan, he is gradually unable to bear it. He put down Yang Yi and said, "My son is good, my father still has something, I will come to see you tomorrow." ”

Yang Yi took Yang Jiong's hand tightly and shouted, "No, I won't let my father go, I haven't seen my father for many years, please don't go." ”

He grabbed Yang Jiong's clothes tightly, but found that his hand was light, and his clothes turned into points of light and scattered. Then Yang Jiong's body turned into a little golden light and disappeared into the night.