Chapter 3: The Last Reunion

When the first rays of the morning sun shine on the earth, everything revives and begins a new day. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The forest bird 'chirps', expressing the yearning for a new day. But today, the little bird found something very strange lying under the tree. Tilting his head, he stared at him curiously.

The person under the tree is Ji'er!

"Ji'er, grandpa can't be by your side anymore!"

"You have to learn to be strong, don't be sad, you are hope, you can't be defeated, you are my grandson, I don't want you to be a coward, live with grief!"

"Otherwise, you are not worthy to be my grandson, and my grandson will not be defeated by any hardship!"

"Grandpa knows that this is very cruel, and he wants you to carry so much to live, but this can't be helped, this is the mission of our Death Sword Servant clan!"

"If you really can't bear this, then find a place to live an ordinary life!"

"But you remember, since you made such a choice, my Death Sword Sword Servant clan has never had you An Ji again, and I don't have you as a grandson!"

As if in a dream, Grandpa snapped. Then, its form faded away and finally vanished.

"No, don't, grandpa!!", Ji'er woke up from her dream and sat up.

"Woo...... Grandpa, I will definitely be strong, I will not let you down, I will avenge you. Ji'er was grief-stricken and cried.

"Although I don't know what your hope is when you say grandpa, I know that I am now the hope of the clan! I will never be defeated!" Ji'er tried her best to calm her emotions, suppressed her crying, and finally roared.

After a long time, An Ji collected his emotions and began to look around.

But when I saw the birds and beasts running, the birds of the forest chirping, and the surrounding trees were verdant and green. It's a vibrant out-of-this-world beauty.

When An Ji saw this scene, he was a little stunned, where is this still the Black Forest, it is clearly another region.

Realizing this, endless panic ensued. He has been out of the house since he was a child, let alone alone, and he is usually taken by his grandfather when he goes out of the house, and he has also seen the colorful world of flowers, and he has thought about going to the end of the world alone in the future.

But when I really encountered this situation, I was caught off guard.

"Ah, where is the black book?" An Ji suddenly remembered the black book that his grandfather gave him, which was the inheritance treasure of the clan, and he hurriedly rummaged through it.

But even if he dug three feet into the ground and searched all over his body, he couldn't find any black books, not even a single hair.

An Ji is desperate, without the secret treasure of the clan, what should he do.

Suddenly, An Ji only felt that his eyes were dark and his mind was clear, but he came to another place.

This place is wrapped in boundless darkness, dark and dark, but a little starlight is filled, giving this side a little light, no longer lonely, a little lively.

As soon as An Ji stood firmly, he felt that the sky was spinning, all directions were moving, the four poles were chaotic, and there was no direction.

"Where is this?", An Ji had a doubt in his heart, forcibly suppressed the feeling of vomiting, and looked around.

An Ji was standing in a dark void at this time, the stars around him were flickering, vaguely visible, and when he saw the stars bursting, a burst of fire, illuminating one side, lasting and difficult.

There are also stars born in Jedi, a chaotic and mysterious anomaly.

A meteor streaked by, and the light shone brightly, showing An Ji's dazed and shocked face.

"W-where the hell is this?, how could I be in such a place?" An Ji muttered to himself blankly, but no one answered him.

An Ji walked slowly in this dark void, for fear of accidentally falling from the sky.

Within a few steps, a figure appeared out of thin air.

"Ji'er!"

"Grandpa, grandpa, you didn't ......."

When An Ji saw and heard this, he was excited and surprised, and with a crying voice, he rushed straight to the old man, wanting to throw himself into his arms, complain well, and vent his full emotions.

The old man also made a hug and wanted to hug him into his arms, but who knew that he was empty.

"Alas!" the old man shook his head and sighed as he waved his sleeves.

"Grandpa, what's going on, why can't I touch you?"

An Ji said with a crying voice, and touched the old man's figure with his hand, but it was unsuccessful, and he penetrated directly.

"Alas, Ji'er, when you see me, my deity has already fallen. ā€

The old man sighed, but he was helpless.

"What you see now is just a wisp of remnants of my soul left behind in the past to prevent accidents. The old man then said.

Speaking of this, he glanced at An Ji.

"And ......" The old man seemed to be unbearable, and did not continue, let a young child bear something that even an adult could not bear, he really couldn't do it, even if it was not long, he had to accompany Ji'er well, not let him have too much burden, and give him a little comfort.

"Why, why is this happening? Grandpa, you must be lying to me, right, you are Si Jian, the strongest person in the clan, how can you die!"

After An Ji heard that the six gods were ownerless, he suddenly shouted excitedly.

"It's not true, tell me, grandpa! You tell me, it's all fake, isn't it! You must be kidding! How could grandpa die? You're so powerful. Haha......"

Ji'er sat on her knees, crying and laughing, her face distorted. The appearance of his grandfather made him unable to control his emotions anymore and poured them all out. But the result was not as he thought, this huge gap of extreme sorrow and joy made him completely on the verge of collapse, and he could no longer control his emotions.

The old man saw the pain in his eyes and heart, and he was helpless, so he had to sigh.

"Alas, why are you suffering? Birth, old age, sickness and death are common things that cannot be changed, even if it is not today, I will leave you one day......"

The old man saw that there was no effect, and his heart was ruthless, "After all, the plan can't catch up with the changes, and the world ......is unpredictable."

I was full of emotion in my heart, but I put my heart sideways, wanting to give him a little hope, but after all, my heart was soft, who called him his grandson.

"I hope you don't blame me when Ji'er arrives! Who called you hope, my grandson, someone must bear all this. He seemed to have made up his mind, but he was a little worried about it.

"Ji'er, don't do this anymore, do you want to go on like this forever? So how can I rest assured that you are worthy of being my grandson and the heir of the sword?"

"Besides, I didn't really pass away......"

"Really, really? Grandpa, you didn't lie to me?"

When Ji'er heard the sentence "It didn't really pass away", she immediately came to her senses, raised her head and looked at her grandfather with hopeful eyes, and was a little excited and couldn't help herself. Stumbling confirmed.

He was afraid that he had heard it wrong, but even if it was wrong, how much he wished that his grandfather would answer him "yes", even if he lied to him. He was so afraid of losing the people around him, which made him lose his spiritual support.

"Of course it's true, have I ever lied to you? But how can you make me worry about this way, it's so disappointing that you won't be able to see me even if you have the chance. The old man's words were unquestionable, and some hated that iron could not be made of steel.

An Ji was suddenly overjoyed, listened to his grandfather's reprimand, wiped away the tears and snot on his face, and replied in a hurry, regardless of others: "Okay, my grandfather, you believe me, I will definitely be strong, and I will definitely see you." ā€

"Why didn't I see who that slug was just now!", the old man said with a relieved smile on his face, but pretended to ask.

"It's me...... "Ji'er's fingers were entangled, and she whispered embarrassedly.

"But I will definitely change it in the future, and I will definitely see you grandpa. Ji'er seemed to realize something, and shouted loudly, her tone firm and full of confidence.

"I'm glad you did, but I don't want it to be just your impulsive remarks. The old man was very relieved after hearing this, but he admonished seriously, this baby is too worry-free, not good to beat, and then he may not say what moths will come out, and he has to strengthen his beliefs.

"No, I will definitely be strong, and I will not cry my nose casually. Ji'er looked resolute, but he didn't know what he said, which gave the old man a headache.

"You, you!"

At this time, the atmosphere is a lot more relaxed, there is no longer the previous grief, full of Ji'er's firm belief and yearning for a better future.

"Okay, pack up your mood, now I'll let you tell you about all kinds of this black book, which I haven't told you before, listen carefully!"

The old man's face was slightly stern, and he began to teach a trainee sword the things to master, and extended it to understand some things that Fei An Ji could touch at this moment. After all, the old man has not been around for a long time, and he wants An Ji to have an understanding of Si Jian's overall and various aspects, so as to facilitate his future exploration and avoid misunderstandings, and has left a lot of experience in the black book for his reference, and must not be copied, for fear of putting himself in shackles and falling into shackles.

"This black book is a secret treasure inherited by the Death Sword Sword Servant Clan, which gathers the life experiences and cultivation experiences of various generations of swordsmen, which must be slowly contacted in the future. The black book is the carrier of the culture of the Death Sword Clan, a symbol of the spirit, and the crystallization of the wisdom of the Death Sword Clan. ā€

"The power of the black book can penetrate the heavens and the earth, every time you use it, you will hurt, if you don't hurt the enemy, you will hurt yourself, you should use it carefully, if you have to do it, you can't use it. ā€

"And to use this book, you must have the bloodline of the Death Sword Sword Servant clan to summon it, and it can only be opened with the blood of the bloodline and supplemented by secret patterns. ā€

"Inheritance is gradual, don't be greedy, otherwise it's a pity to lose a big one because of a small one. ā€

"What Si Jian learns is mainly the soul song, of course, this is also the foundation, it mainly depends on personal experience, what you can realize depends on personal chance, this matter cannot be forced. ā€

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In this way, the old man didn't know how long he had been talking, and An Ji didn't know how long he had been listening, and he had no concept of time.

Finally, with a sigh from the old man, the sermon ended.

I saw that his figure gradually blurred, and finally with a 'bang', it dispersed into a rain of light in the sky, and he was never seen again.

"Grandpa......" An Ji looked at the place where the old man disappeared and muttered to himself, not moving for a long time, as if he would come back, silent.

"I'm going to find you, definitely, no matter what your troubles are, I'm going to find your ......"

In the whole dark void, in the end, only An Ji's muttering remained, which was a silent oath, hidden deep in his heart, and never forgot his original intention.

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