Chapter 22: Returning Home

Copy introduction: This is a place where ancient soldiers must fight, and there are more than 10 million heroic souls who have fallen there from ancient times to the present. Iron Horse Glacier, the battlefield is merciless. Their battle never stopped, and although their bodies had long since turned to dust, their souls never died. The lonely ghosts and wild ghosts in the sky are wandering. Your presence has given hope to these countless resentful heroes. And only you can help them get free......

Number of times performed on the day: 3/3

Dungeon Mission: Successfully kill 1209/30000 Heroic Soldiers

Successfully kill the Centurion 7/300

Reward: A Slashing Knife (Randomly Drawn)

Permanently increases speed by 5

Permanently increases CON by 1

Permanently increases STR by 2

Permanently increases Spirit by 5

Weapon Description: Complete Body Slashing Knife (No Blade Spirit), from the world of death, the handle of the knife can exceed the undead, and the damage of attacking large creatures and energy aggregates is doubled. If the four-dimensional attribute exceeds 40, the initial solution will be opened, and all attributes will be increased by 10 points after the initial solution. If the four-dimensional attribute exceeds 60, the swastika will be opened, and all attributes will be increased by 20 points after the swastika is solved.

People have hope because they can't see death. - A certain Grim Reaper

Side Skill: Beginner Spirit Child Application

Skill introduction: Envy ninjas running on water? Don't worry, learn this and you can run in the sky.

Attribute Information: (full value 100)

Power: 40.5

Speed: 40

Constitution: 47

Spirit: 49.3

Weapons: Ryuichi Text (Rib Difference) Ming Fourteen Potentials (Modified Version)

Weapon Skills:

1: "Flash" (uses skills to consume stamina)

2: Ming Fourteen Potentials Specialization (Elementary)

Skills Introduction:

1,:"Flash" after using the skill, block any physical attack within 180° in front of it, and 100% rebound to the long-range physical attack, the skill has no effect on energy attack.

2: Da Ming 14 Potentials Specialization (Elementary), using Da Ming 14 Potentials will get an attack bonus of 30% (can be upgraded)

"Click...... Click......"

Yan Yan walked on a hill formed by a pile of white bones, one foot deep and one foot shallow, and the centurion Heroic Spirit holding a huge horse chopping knife in front of him was half-kneeling on the ground, his iron armor was shattered, his bones were covered with cracks, and he completely lost his combat effectiveness and couldn't move.

The blade of the blade was full of slashing marks, and the edge of the blade became like a jagged tooth, announcing what kind of murderous blow he had suffered not long ago.

Yan Yan casually wiped the dark box behind his waist, and a bright silver knife jumped out from the mechanism at the mouth of the box, and skillfully landed in Yan Yan's palm.

Heaven, earth, general, law, wisdom, faith, benevolence, bravery, eight short knives of different shapes, different lengths, like daggers, like sword blades, like spear heads, like moon wheels, in the hot hand shadow instantly formed a black and silver spear.

"Let's go, Athena......"

With a flick of his wrist, the spear turned into a silver shadow and passed through the centurion Centurion's brow, piercing the skull from top to bottom on the ground made up of the bones of the corpses, splashing a burst of bone fragments.

The final blow of the knife used for criminal trial also means that Yan Yan vented the last trace of tyranny in his heart.

"I'm tired too......"

Yan Yan said lightly, he was sad and depressed, and he completely vented all night in the copy, and the effect was very good, but he was also physically and mentally exhausted.

The palm of his hand gently stroked the face of the old knife on the box, and then disappeared into the copy.

"Hoo ......"

Yan Yan, who was mentally exhausted, returned to reality, time was still in the sky, gently closed his eyes, slowly exhaled the last bit of depression in his chest, and fell asleep deeply.

In the following days, Yan Yan practiced the barren heron knife in front of the frightened eyes of the sky every day, from one knife to two knives, from two knives to three knives, the shadow of the knife flew over, and the wind flashed.

Seeing Yan Yan's cultivation every day, there was a sudden feeling of pain in the blade scraping the bones, for fear that Yan Yan would be slashed by several random knives that roamed all over his body.

The knives of the Ming Dynasty are unexpectedly in line with the flames.

It was difficult to create his own barren heron cutting knife, but Yan Yan gradually found his own path.

Until half a year later......

"Oh, my good grandson, grandma is here to pick you up......"

Before anyone arrived, the sound of Grandma Piaoqin's uncontrollable joy came to the backyard.

Since a few years ago, Qiu Dao took the qin and scolded him in the Fire Temple, and the ninja monks of the Fire Temple have also retreated, after all, they are people who can't even be provoked by the old host, and they are afraid.

Moreover, Yan Yan has a very high status in the Temple of Fire, and after confirming his identity before sealing the iron wall, no one will stop the people of the Changhe family from entering the Temple of Fire, and there is no need to report it.

Because of the murderous spirit recently, Yan Yan is copying scriptures with Sora in the courtyard at this time to eliminate anger and calm his mood.

Suddenly hearing his grandmother's voice coming from afar, Yan Yan raised his head in surprise and showed a smile that he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Wow......"

A rush of footsteps came, and the grandmother who quickly appeared hugged her grandson with a smile and kissed her cheeks on both sides of the hot flame happily.

Grandpa Changhe came in small steps panting from behind, holding on to the courtyard door, looking at his eager wife with a helpless and doting face.

"Grandma, I'm grown up, I don't need to hug ......"

Seeing the expression of surprise and envy beside him, Yan Yan couldn't hold his face and struggled to come down, but he didn't dare to exert himself, for fear of hurting Grandma Qiqin.

"Oops, you'll always be a little doll in front of grandma."

Grandma Qiqin pretended to be angry and said, but she also put down the shy Yanyan.

Rubbing Yan Yan's little face, he looked at his precious grandson carefully and said hatefully:

"When the mountain and that old thing come back, I'll settle accounts with him, my good grandson's big black eyes have become blood-red, weird and scary, ugly to death."

Yan Yan smiled bitterly and resisted his grandmother's face-rubbing attack slightly.

"Okay, don't waste time, go and clean up, Takesuke, Yunqi and every day are waiting for us to go home."

Grandpa Changhe's voice sounded weakly from behind Grandma Qiqin.

Grandma Piano, who was disturbed and frolicking with her little grandson, raised a cold eyebrow at her husband.

Grandpa Changhe, who realized that he had narrowed the road, smiled bitterly and waved his hand at Yan Yan, signaling Yan Yan to go quickly.

Thank you for the rescue, there will be a good reward in the future.

Yan Yan arched his hand to Grandpa Changhe, thanking him for saving his life.

When he turned around, Yan Yan suddenly saw empty looking at him blankly, drooping his ears like a little fox, as if he wanted to pull Yan Yan's sleeve but didn't dare.

Seeing this, Yan Yan chuckled and turned around and asked loudly:

"Grandpa, how about one more person in the family in the future?"

"Huh?"

Changha, who was begging for mercy from his wife, turned his head sideways and looked at the sky when he heard his grandson's inquiry.

"Is it this little fellow, but there is nothing wrong with it, if his elders agree."

As the invisible descendant of the Hokage lineage, with Changhe as a guarantor, it is still easy to bring back a child with a clean background from the Fire Temple.

"Of course I agree."

Yan Yan smiled and took the initiative to grab the empty wrist, turned around and walked towards the meditation room.

"I am his elder......"

The two packed their bags, Yan Yan put on the black monk's robe left by the master, and after leaving two letters in the meditation room of the mountain and the old monk, he got on the carriage home under the farewell of the ninja monks of the Fire Temple, and the long convoy set off again.

On the way, Yan Yan told the two old men about the origin of the empty and the fact that he was once made into a pseudo-human pillar by his biological father and completely became a victim.

"Alas...... That's a poor child. ”

Grandma Torikoto gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

The two old men who were born in the war years are used to seeing too much misfortune and hearing too much cruelty in the ninja world.

Grandpa Changhe patted the top of his head comfortingly and said:

"There's no problem, just report to the third Hokage-sama in advance, and besides, you have the ability to suppress the outbreak of the empty chakra."

"Is it empty? Child, the Changhe family will be your home in the future, live well. ”

Grandma Qiqin pulled up her empty bandaged right hand and said seriously.

For those of them who have lived through the war-torn era, it is the most sincere blessing to live well.

At this time, the sky was red with red circles, and his eyes were full of tears that could not be taken back.

In the face of this sudden kindness and warmth, as if he had seen Yan Yan for the first time, he was moved and overwhelmed.

Holding back his sour nose, he said emphatically:

"Thank you...... Well...... Thank you ......"

Sora didn't know what to call the two old men in front of him, and his words stuttered a little.

Grandma Qiqin saw the embarrassment of the air, and gently patted the back of the empty hand and said warmly:

"It's good to call us grandparents in the future......"

Hearing this, Sora couldn't hold back the tears in his eyes, and big tears fell on the back of Grandma Qiqin's hand one after another.

Seeing this, Grandma Qiqin did not shy away from taking the empty into her arms and comforting the poor child in front of her.

The empty eyes were wide open and looked at the placket in front of him in disbelief, and after feeling the sudden warmth, the irrepressible whimper suddenly sounded in the old lady's arms.

Seeing this scene, Yan Yan hooked the corners of his mouth and chuckled:

"Home, empty."