After the Jiang family accepted the reward from the lord of the country, Jiang Linshan and the elders of the family put the matter of moving the national capital of Luocheng on the agenda, and the relocation was a big deal for the family, but it was different from the simple of a person who wanted to leave, which involved many matters and needed to be comprehensive.

Although the Jiang family is just a small monk family, there are nearly 1,000 people in the whole family, and the Jiang family has only moved from Qingwu City to Anyang City for more than a year, although there is no big industry, but there are still a lot of small industries, and the relocation must be properly arranged, so the family relocation has naturally become a rather cumbersome process, which takes a lot of time.

Jiang Huan almost didn't care much about the relocation of the family, and now that the affairs of the Jiang family have been dealt with, as for how the Jiang family will develop in the future, it depends on the Jiang family's own creation.

In the meditation courtyard, Jiang Huan sat opposite his father Jiang Linshan.

Jiang Linshan's face was slightly sentimental, because just now his son Jiang Huan proposed that he would leave the Jiang family tomorrow and go to Yunque Mountain, and he had not seen his son leave after only half a month in the Jiang family for decades, and he was still quite reluctant in his heart.

"Huan'er, are you sure you're leaving tomorrow?"

Jiang Linshan's tone was a little vicissitudes, he hoped that Jiang Huan could stay in the Jiang family all the time, but he also knew that Jiang Huan's world was not only limited to the Jiang family, there was a wider world waiting for him outside, that was the way he really wanted to go, and he had no reason to stop it.

Jiang Huan nodded lightly, and there was a slight ripple in his heart, for half a month, he could still fully feel the love of his parents and relatives. It's like a warm current surging through my heart, but there is a beginning and an end. His goal is destined to be impossible to be limited to the Jiang family, and the Jiang family can only be regarded as a small post station in his life trajectory.

Cultivating a path is a long and lonely one. Family, friendship, and so on will slowly flow through time, from clear to vague, to sealed or forgotten.

Jiang Linshan smiled helplessly, and then nodded in understanding.

Jiang Huan continued: "Father, this time I went to Skylark Mountain, and my mother will go with me, although the damage to the divine soul has improved a little over the years, but if it is eradicated, it still needs to be treated by the soul master, and the Spirit Sword Gate is a major repair gate." There should be no shortage of soul masters. ”

Jiang Linshan took a light breath and said, "Well, it's best to be able to eradicate it." By the way, I told your mother and sister about your departure. ”

Jiang Huan replied: "Not long ago, I already told them. ”

Jiang Linshan nodded, was silent for a few breaths, and then said slowly: "Then you should be more careful along the way." ”

......

The next day, it was just dawn.

A flying boat-shaped flying magic weapon took off from Jiang's house, and then sped away towards the misty sky in the distance. Eventually disappear at the end of the sky.

The flying magic weapon that left the Jiang family was Jiang Huan's blue-winged flying boat.

In the flying boat, Jiang Huan didn't cultivate, but just talked to his mother Liu Baiqing.

Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, the day passed in a flash.

The green wing flying boat passes through the mountains, rivers and lakes. Eventually, we arrived at a misty mountain.

"It should be Skylark Mountain in front of us. ”

In the blue-winged flying boat, Jiang Huan looked at the mountains in front of him.

Soon, the Bluewing Flying Boat was cutting through the clouds. The mountain area below is clearly visible, and you can see many pavilions and pavilions built against the mountain. It's a bit of a paradise.

"Stop, who's coming?"

Just as the Bluewing Flying Boat approached the building area below. A group of monks arrived on a flying bird and blocked the front of the Blue Wing Flying Boat.

Jiang Huan stopped the blue-winged flying boat, and his divine sense quickly swept towards the monk in front of him.

There are a total of seven monks in the block, and the cultivation of the leader has reached the middle stage of the Returning Yuan Realm.

"I didn't think it was him!"

Jiang Huan's expression moved slightly, he knew him in the middle of the Guiyuan Realm, it was Lin Zhengyang, who had a lot of festivals with him at the beginning, if he remembered correctly, he was almost abolished in the hands of this person at the beginning.

For a while, Jiang Huan suddenly drew up a lot of memories in the Spirit Sword Gate.

Lin Zhengyang's face was slightly solemn, he saw the flight speed of the Qingyi Flying Boat just now, and it was probably not easy for someone to have such a flying magic weapon in the Great Zhou Kingdom.

Suddenly, a powerful aura erupted from the Blue Wing Flying Boat and rushed towards Lin Zhengyang like a torrent.

Almost instantly, a powerful aura enveloped Lin Zhengyang.

Lin Zhengyang suddenly changed, he wanted to resist, but when he felt that powerful aura, he immediately gave up, because that aura was too powerful, he didn't have the slightest power to resist, and at the same time, he was shocked in his heart, he had never felt such a powerful aura, he felt like he had fallen into an ice cave in an instant, unable to move.

"I don't know which senior visited the Spirit Sword Gate, just now the junior was reckless, I hope you will forgive me. Lin Zhengyang was not slow to react, and immediately apologized.

The faces of the six monks behind Lin Zhengyang also changed suddenly, although the powerful aura on Jiang Huan's body did not rush towards them, but they also reached that powerful and invincible aura, and their hearts were terrified for a while.

"I haven't seen you for many years, Senior Brother Lin is fine!"

A voice soon came from the Blue Wing Flying Boat, and there was a hint of coldness in his tone.

Lin Zhengyang heard the voice, his face instantly became extremely ugly, although Jiang Huan had not yet shown his figure, but from his voice, he already felt a trace of familiarity, and half a month ago, he had already learned the news of Jiang Huan's return from the master, and learned that Jiang Huan was not what it used to be, and he easily killed three Immortal Fire Sect Yuan Realm monks in the battle of Lucheng, at this time, he quickly judged from his voice that the person in the flying boat was Jiang Huan.

In the half a month since he learned the news of Jiang Huan, Lin Zhengyang was quite worried, there were many festivals between him and Jiang Huan at the beginning, if the other party pursued it, he was afraid that he would not have the slightest chance to resist with his current mid-stage cultivation in the Yuan Realm, so he only hoped that Jiang Huan could forget everything about the original matter and not care about him, but unfortunately he met Jiang Huan here today, and he was terrified for a while.

"You...... You are Jiang ...... Jiang seniors. ”

Lin Zhengyang forcibly calmed down and reluctantly spit out a few words.

Jiang Huan said with a smile: "It seems that Senior Brother Lin has a good memory, and he still remembers Jiang." ”

Lin Zhengyang's body trembled slightly, from Jiang Huan's tone, he clearly felt a touch of coldness, obviously the other party still remembered the festival at the beginning, and there was a trace of despair in his heart, in front of Jiang Huan's strong cultivation strength, he had no power to resist, and now even if Jiang Huan killed him on the spot, the Spirit Sword Sect would probably not pursue anything. (To be continued......)