Fang Yan looked at the little beast who was just tinkering and didn't want to leave, and his heart was calm. Only then did he realize that his body was cold, and the clothes on his body had long disappeared, so he immediately covered his lower body in embarrassment. I just wondered if I should be so careful and sneak home from being seen. Suddenly, a familiar voice was heard. "Xiao Yan, I've seen it all, what's the use of holding it now." The old woman appeared in the void, making a rare joke at Fang Yandao, looking at Fang Yan, who had successfully crossed the tribulation, her eyes were full of relief. "Put it on". The words were concise, obviously Fang Tian arrived, and threw Fang Yan a cloth shirt.

The old woman looked at Fang Tian still with that calm appearance a little funny, and she was very happy in her heart, she was still pretending to be so deep on the surface, it was really amazing......

Fang Yan took the shirt and quickly put it on, and shouted, "Dad, Grandma Qinglian." "Xiao Yan, congratulations, you have successfully reproduced the blood of war." The old woman said happily. Seeing that Fang Yanneng, who had grown up, was so successful against the sky, the old body was really happy in his heart, the Fang family had paid too much and had too much bitterness in the past ten thousand years. Today, there are finally descendants who can change their lives and rebuild the road against the sky, and the efforts of the ancestors are worth it.

"This is the beginning of cultivation, you still have a long way to go, although the blood and combat power are boundless, but the same path of cultivation is also extremely difficult and dangerous, the ancestral record records, one advanced day calamity. Don't be complacent, be careful." Fang Tian still said coldly. When the old woman on the side heard this, she was suddenly surprised, it turned out to be like this. Ordinary monks, only when they step into the realm of Zhanzun and show their supernatural powers will there be a heavenly calamity. No wonder the ancestors of the family always say that this is a family that has been struck by lightning all the time......

Fang Yan was also shocked in his heart, but when he thought of the benefits brought by the Heavenly Tribulation, it was also huge. Not only did I not worry about it, but I was looking forward to it.

I had long seen the purple beast on Fang Yan's shoulders that had been restless and continued to tinker with Fang Yan's hair. Reminiscent of the little beast's speechless performance when he had just crossed the catastrophe. The old woman asked curiously, "Xiao Yan, what is this little beast and how did it appear here." Fang Tian heard the old man's question at this time, and he couldn't hide the doubts in his heart, wanting to see what was going on with this magical little beast.

Hearing the old woman's question, Fang Yan didn't know how the little beast appeared here and what it was. I had to answer truthfully, "I don't know, I succeeded in cutting blood, and when I woke up to cross the catastrophe, this little guy was next to me." Fang Yan was also curious in his heart, thinking that when he was cutting blood, the source of life that suddenly appeared, maybe it had something to do with this. So he went on to tell the two of them about the strange things that happened when he cut his blood. When the little beast on his shoulder heard Fang Yan's words, he immediately stopped pounding his hair, looked up at the sky, and hugged his chest with his claws, looking like a stinky fart that you know I was awesome now.

After listening to what Fang Yan said, the old woman and Fang Tian sweated in their hearts, and at the same time felt happy. See the little beast's bullish appearance again.

At the same time, it made people speechless, and they felt that the little beast had an extraordinary origin, and it was already incredible that it could have appeared in this lifeless ancient mountain. But with such an ability to defy the sky, it is even more incomprehensible. The two of them searched through what they saw and heard in their minds, but they couldn't find the slightest information about the little beast, so they had to give up. In the end, he just carefully told Fang Yan to be kind to the little beast in the future.

After four years, he was finally able to return to the long-lost loess bungalow again, Fang Yan was full of emotion in his heart, he didn't have any cultivation in the waste wood back then, thinking that he could only continue to waste wood in this life, and when he went to retreat, he also had the idea of nine deaths. It was true that he almost died.

Life is impermanent, and I have had adventures and miraculous success. Now that he has returned here, he is already a monk who has awakened and stepped into the second turn of orange. Thinking of this, Fang Yan looked at the little guy who was sleeping on his shoulder holding his neck, his eyes were full of gratitude.

"Have you decided? Let Xiao Yan go out to practice alone so soon?" In the corner of the village, the old woman said to Fang Tiandao, who was turning over the ground with a hoe.

"Well, it's time, he is now a battle-blooded battle, and he should be able to barely fight with the powerhouses of the chemical weapons realm, and he will be able to protect himself. He is on a different path from us, we can't teach him anything, everything is on his own. Fang Yan flipped to the ground and said calmly in the same tone.

"But Xiao Yan has lived in this small village since he was a child, he has never been in contact with the world, and he doesn't know that people outside are sinister, so he goes out like this, I'm afraid that he will suffer a big loss. The old woman said hurriedly, even if the temperament of the old body is usually cold, but when it comes to Xiaoyan's problem, she is still extremely concerned, and she has no cold temperament.

Now Xiao Yan's battle blood has awakened, not only her, but now the entire sword cultivation clan has to protect Fang Yan's treasure like a baby, this is the strong advice of the first generation of sword ancestors when they are reincarnated, just like the sword cultivation generation has never changed to protect the blood lineage.

"Only if you have experienced it yourself, can you remember it in your heart, don't say it again, Xiao Yan must practice alone, and his own comprehension will be of great help to his cultivation, if Xiao Yan can't bear any setbacks, how to go against the sky, how to let the blood of war regain glory. The sword cultivator clan can't protect him secretly. Let him face it alone". Fang Tian took the hoe and stopped turning the ground, his tone was firm, and there was no doubt that it was authentic.

The old woman knew that since Fang Tian had decided, she generally couldn't change it, so she had to sigh and say, "When are you going to let Xiao Yan go?"

"Leave tomorrow". Fang Tian's tone was concise.

"So fast, if you don't have to wait for a while, I asked my clan to send a few talismans to Xiao Yan, so that Xiao Yan can have the power to protect himself at a critical moment." The old woman said urgently. It can be seen that the old woman has long been like her own grandson, for fear that he will suffer outside, and she has never behaved in the village before and does not need it. Now Fang Yan is about to travel. The old woman's concern for Fang Yan is fully revealed.

"No, it is difficult to become a big tool by relying on external objects." Fang Tian said stubbornly. The old woman suddenly became upright and said in her heart, how can there be such a father. In the end, he was helpless, but he still obeyed Fang Tian's wishes, and did not give any help to Fang Yan's travel, as long as he did not die, he would never ask.

At night, Fang Yan was cultivating, even if the blood of war reappeared now, Fang Yan was still not arrogant or arrogant, he maintained the habit of unremittingly cultivating, Fang Yan knew the way of cultivation, things against the sky, and if he didn't work hard, no matter how good his talent was, he wouldn't be able to achieve success. The little purple beast that made people speechless was lying beside Fang Yan without an image at this time, with its limbs facing the sky, revealing its chubby belly, the snow-white stone shell covering the little face at will, and saliva flowed out from time to time, obviously this damn guy was sleeping again.

Fang Tian walked into the house, put a worn-out book tied with thick threads beside Fang Yan and said, "This is an ancient book handed down by the ancestors, with the experience and tactics of the ancestors. Later you take it with you. Pack your things and you'll be gone tomorrow." In fact, Fang Tian cares about children more than anyone else. But Fang Tian knew that he had to do this, only in this way could he hit Fang Yan at any time, so that he could always remember his father's strictness, and he couldn't be proud.

"Well, Dad, I'll clean it up." Fang Yan was not surprised that his father would tell him to leave. Fang Yan has always understood his father's good intentions. Fang Yan silently packed up a few pieces of clothing, took a piece of coarse cloth, put a few pieces of burlap clothes on the cloth, and tied them at will.

Fang Tian looked at his son's way of packing up his things, and suddenly said, "Xiao Yan, your aunt is in the Purple Spirit Sect, you have a chance to go and see, we owe her, you come to pay it back." Fang Yanci was a little confused when he heard it. When will there be an extra aunt? I never know. and owed her.

Fang Yan asked in surprise, "Dad, why haven't I heard you talk about this, what is the name of my aunt." Under Fang Yan's influence, in the more than ten years of living with his father, he didn't know what his mother was like, only that he died shortly after giving birth to himself, and his father never said anything about his mother. In Fang Yan's past ten years, there are only his father, Yaya, Grandma Qinglian, and the villagers. I haven't been in contact with anyone other than that.

"Your aunt's name is Liu Xian'er. There was no need to tell you before, but now that you have grown up, you can pay off some debts. Fang Tian's eyes were deep, as if he was recalling something. Fang Yan silently recited it a few times in his heart, Liu Xian'er, the name of the dust. said, "I know, Dad, I will definitely go back to find my aunt, but what do we owe her, how can I pay it back." Fang Yan touched his head and wondered.

"Back then, I was only in the chemical weapons realm. Your mother was able to stay with me in large part because of your aunt's help. As for how to pay it back, you make your own decision. Fang Tian said in a deep voice. Fang Yan didn't expect that there was such a thing, his father had also been out there back then?When my father was young, he should have the same physique as me before he was 11 years old, how could he cultivate?

Looking at his son's confused expression, he suddenly knew what his son was thinking, and then said quietly, "As long as the bloodline of our war blood clan has not reacted until the age of 12, it means that the war blood will not be able to awaken in this life.

When I was 12 years old, there was no hope for the bloodline to awaken, so I used a secret method to cut off the remaining drops of war blood in my body, so that the bloodline turned into mortal. You can cultivate. Think of a few stubborn ancestors who endured loneliness in order to regain the power of war blood, until the descendants passed it on, and they cut off the blood without hesitation. It's a pity that they all failed, and I'm ashamed of myself.

Since the war blood was cursed, only one ancestor awakened the bloodline before the age of 12 10,000 years ago, but it should be that the war blood is not pure, and it only stays in the realm of connection for the rest of his life. In your generation, the bloodline is almost gone, so in order to let you reproduce the battle blood with peace of mind, I didn't tell you about it before, because you are the last and only hope of our Fang family for ten thousand years. You're good and you've succeeded." Fang Tian's rare tone was soft, and he praised Fang Yan once.

When Fang Yan heard what his father said, he immediately understood. The Ancestor of the Heart Dao is really a genius. Such a secret method can be come up with. The ancestors gave too much for a lineage. I must restore the power of the ancients to the blood of war.

The father and son were both silent, and the atmosphere was quiet, only the purple beast was still sleeping on the side, and occasionally there were cries. After a long time, Fang Tiandao said, "Don't cultivate tonight, rest early, and you will leave early tomorrow morning."

With that, he walked outside the house. When he was about to step out of the house, he suddenly stopped, turned his back to Fang Yan and said, "People's hearts are the most dangerous, you must learn to recognize people." Looking at Fang Tian's disappearing back, Fang Yan's heart was warm at this time, this was his father's special love, it was very unique, heavier than a mountain.