Jiang Family Ancestral Hall.
The bronze square tripod, which had not been extinguished for thousands of years, was blown away by the invisible air waves on Jiang Yuanshan's body. The dust was suspended in the air and small white flowers bloomed.
Passing the torch. There will be no new additions to the Jiang family.
Jiang Yuanshan took a step forward and broke the old man's neck. The old man died silently, his jaws colliding when he died, with an expression of disbelief.
After the deathly silence, there were panicked wails.
The Jiang clan members who raised an army to question the crime fled in a hurry, leaving a mess on the ground like a wave retreating from the shore.
The crying woman was still messing around just now, but now she ran away faster than others, her fat body squeezed through the crowd, and she ran rampant.
Several flowers suspended in mid-air fell on the lifeless old man. Fine weeds grew from the shadow under the old man, eating away the old man's body bit by bit, and a green green rose.
Jun Bubai lowered his gaze. Among the Jiang clan members who came down the mountain, the unscrupulous woman was particularly eye-catching.
A newly grown vine wrapped around the woman's broken ankle from the gap in the stone steps. The woman's feet lost strength and she fell onto the steps, smashed to pieces. The Jiang clan members who followed behind were helpless. The person supporting her was extremely indifferent and stepped on her body, leaving a row of messy footprints.
The woman whimpered a few times and died on the stone steps. A ball of new green grew out of her body and spread to the stone steps, where a few pure white flowers bloomed.
Among the tribesmen going down the mountain, people died one after another, staining the desolate stone steps green.
Death is a sad thing, but it also blooms a prosperous new green. Jun Bubai tightened his grip on the carpenter's chisel that Gongshu Chi had just left in his hand and hesitated.
Jiang Xiaoyu woke up from Xie Husheng's arms, and his eyes were blocked by Xie Husheng's generous body.
"Where's my dad?" Jiang Xiaoyu poked his head out from Xie Husheng's arms and searched for traces of Jiang Yuanshan with his eyes.
Xie Husheng moved slightly and held her in his arms, blocking her gaze.
Jiang Xiaoyu had guessed the general idea from the endless screams in the mountains and forests, as well as Xie Husheng's slight actions, and asked in a low voice: "Did my father kill someone?"
Xie Husheng didn't answer. Some things couldn't stay in her mind and became things that tormented her throughout her life.
Jiang Xiaoyu wanted to break away from Xie Husheng, but he was tightly held by Xie Husheng. He burst into tears and said, "I want to go out to see my father. If I call him a few more times, maybe he will remember me."
At present, the Jiang family is dying, and Xie Husheng is determined not to let Jiang Xiaoyu get into danger. He is also worried that Jiang Xiaoyu's crying will attract Jiang Yuanshan, step into the cave, and dodge to the Jiang family ancestral hall.
The incense enshrined in front of the Jiang family's ancestor's tablet has not yet burned out, and the remaining flames are still bright.
The fragrant clouds curled up in the ancestral hall, which was a bit pungent. Xie Husheng swept through with a burst of fist wind, and the fragrant clouds dispersed.
Xie Husheng pressed Jiang Xiaoyu on the futon, brushed away the tears from her eyes, and said comfortingly: "You stay here for now, I will bring daddy to see you."
When he heard that Xie Husheng was going to bring daddy, Jiang Xiaoyu stopped crying, lowered his head, and whispered, "But daddy doesn't remember me?"
Xie Husheng put his hand on her head and said, "It's okay. I have a way to make him remember you."
Jiang Xiaoyu had tears on his lips and looked expectant, "Really?"
Xie Husheng clenched his palm into a fist and swept away the gloomy atmosphere in the ancestral hall. Then he stretched out his little finger and handed it to Jiang Xiaoyu, "I won't lie to you. If you don't believe me, we'll pull the hook."
Xie Husheng had the same warmth as his father. Jiang Xiaoyu opened his sleeves and wiped away the tears on his face. He hooked his little finger on Xie Husheng's fingertips, shook it, nodded and said, "Then I'll wait here for my father to come."
"I'll be back soon." Xie Husheng chuckled and stepped out of the ancestral hall. The heavy stone door in the ancestral hall was pulled by the wind of his fist and closed heavily.
Outside the ancestral hall, Jun Bubai stood up, the sword intent filling his body. Xie Husheng put on his green shirt and stood side by side with him. Both of their eyes fell on Jiang Yuanshan. The foot of the mountain was already green, like a new life.
Xie Husheng clenched his fist and his fist bones crackled slightly, "It seems that you have to help me once today. You promised the little girl that you will take her father to see her."
After holding the chisel in his hand for a long time, he put it back into his sleeve. Jun Bubai held the sword and replied calmly: "Since you have made a promise to someone, you must go all out."
Xie Hushang let out a roar, and with one step Dongting dodged to Jiang Yuanshan's side, and punched out wildly.
How dare you hide your clumsiness in the realm of immortality?
The Jiang clan had been slaughtered completely. Jiang Yuanshan bent down, broke off a pure white flower, and threw it into the wind of Xie Husheng's fist. A green mountain rose from the foot of Jiang Yuan Mountain, and the mountain was green and straight into the clouds.
Jun Bubai comes with a sword, and the sword's intention is vertical and horizontal, falling towards Jiangyuan Mountain.
On the top of Jiangyuan Mountain, there are several white flowers blooming in the mountains. The white flowers are scattered in the wind, like locusts passing by, eating away the sword intention.
Jun Bubai threw out a long sword from his right hand and stabbed Jiang Yuanshan. The sword was just to distract him.
Jiang Yuanshan held the long sword with two fingers, and the long sword bloomed into a white flower on his fingertips.
Xie Husheng at the foot of the mountain stepped in front of Jiang Yuanshan and punched again with the same punch he had just punched.
The white flowers on Jiang Yuanshan's fingertips waved, and the wind of his fist split, sinking into the forest, blowing a few fallen leaves.
The growth of mountains and forests didn't stop until you could see the whole of Taihu Lake from a bird's eye view.
Jiang Yuanshan stood on the top of the mountain, ignoring the two of them. Two lines of clear tears dropped from the corners of his eyes for no reason, and he sighed: "I never thought that after a thousand years, I would be able to see the entire Taihu Lake."
Jun Bubai was closest to Jiang Yuanshan. Hearing what he said, he moved back tens of feet. Yu Wujue pulled Xie Husheng, who was walking away from the cave, back to his side, and imitated Jiang Yuanshan's sighing words to Xie Husheng.
Xie Husheng dispersed the wind of his fist and stood in the air. The road to immortality is treacherous, and it is not impossible to seize other people's bodies and enter immortality. But he promised Xiaoyu across the river to take Jiang Yuanshan back intact. How could he be convinced now that the body of Jiang Yuanshan was taken away by the spirit creature at the bottom of the lake? He immediately retorted: "You mean that Jiang Yuanshan was taken away by the old turtle at the bottom of the lake. But it doesn't make sense. , he buried his deceased wife and recognized the elders and younger ones of the clan."
Jun Bubai added: "He doesn't recognize his daughter."
Xie Husheng was speechless. Stretching out her little finger, she swore to Jiang Xiaoyu just now that she would take her father back. If the body in front of him really wasn't Jiang Yuanshan, he would never have taken him to see Jiang Xiaoyu.
Xie Husheng turned around, glanced at the Jiang Family Ancestral Hall, and said disappointedly: "It seems I'm going to break my promise."
In the Jiang family ancestral hall, Jiang Xiaoyu stood up from the futon, stood on tiptoes, and climbed half of his body onto the altar table. He filled the memorial tablets of the ancestors of the Jiang family with a pot of incense. As the incense clouds filled the air, Jiang Xiaoyu returned to the futon, closed his eyes and made a wish.
The Master taught me that the ancestors of the Jiang family upheld the immortal way. Although they were wandering in the world, they still protected their descendants.
"Blessed by our ancestors, my father can come back safely and remember Xiaoyu." Jiang Xiaoyu closed his eyes tightly and whispered in a low voice that his father would return. Feeling selfish, he added loudly, "I also hope thank you..." Suddenly paused After staying for a while, I didn't know what to call Xie Husheng. I had to have a title so that the ancestors could hear him. He said vaguely: "The ancestors bless me, and the two eldest brothers must be safe and sound."
The dense cloud of incense in front of the memorial tablet of the ancestors of the Jiang family turned into a crane, walked out of the clouds and mist, walked towards Jiang Xiaoyu, and merged with her.
Ancestor Fuyin responded to her.
On top of the green hills, Jiang Yuanshan took a step forward, and a ball of green appeared under his feet. He took another step, and there was another ball of new green. He walked from the top of the mountain to Taihu Lake, from stumbling to walking happily.
Jiangyuan Mountain stopped in the middle of Taihu Lake. I tapped my toes, ripples spread out from my toes, and the mirror shattered. After thousands of years, I have become accustomed to the hustle and bustle of the lake. Now that there are no living creatures in the lake, I feel a little uncomfortable. Cutting open the wrist of his left hand, a drop of blood spilled into the lake, giving birth to countless Taihu white fish.
It has guarded Taihu Lake for thousands of years. Now looking at Taihu Lake from the water, it is a different scenery.
Xie Husheng stepped forward and landed in the middle of the lake. He clenched his fists and asked, "Are you Jiang Yuanshan or that thing at the bottom of the lake?"
Jun Bubai followed closely behind, his sword hovering over the lake.
Jiang Yuanshan lowered his head, looked at the reflection on the lake, and replied casually: "It's him, but it's not him at all. He got my cultivation, I got his body, and the two of us entered the realm of immortality together."
Xie Husheng asked: "Is Jiang Yuanshan still there?"
Jiang Yuanshan crushed the reflection and shook his head in response, "After the Jiang family ancestral hall was heartbroken by the Jiang family, he was gone."
The glimmer of hope that Ben still had was gone, and Xie Husheng remained silent. His clenched fists hung limply on his waist.
Jun Bubai asked: "Since he is no longer here, why did you want to destroy the Jiang family?"
Jiang Yuanshan said disdainfully: "This Jiang family lives deep in the Taihu Fairy Island and steals my spiritual energy for a living. I just get back what belongs to me, but one person escaped. When I get used to this body, I will naturally take it away." return."
"How dare you!" Xie Husheng, who had been silent for a long time, was filled with murderous intent.
Jiang Yuanshan chuckled, "Don't get me wrong, I'm not talking about that little girl. That girl is Jiang Yuanshan's daughter. I will naturally let her go. Maybe in the future, when I get tired of this world, I will give this cultivation to her."
Xie Husheng punched the whole Taihu Lake in the air, "Don't try to trick her."
Jiang Yuanshan stretched out a finger and smoothed the lake water. The lake water was like a curtain of beads, falling drop by drop into the lake. He said softly: "With you taking care of her, I feel more at ease."
Xie Husheng suddenly realized that these tender words were said by Jiang Yuanshan or the person at the bottom of the lake.
Jun Bubai stood between the two of them. He was not sure whether he was Jiang Yuanshan or the one at the bottom of the lake. He asked tentatively: "What are your plans next?"
"Go find the ancestor of the Jiang family." Jiang Yuanshan replied truthfully.
Jun Bubai asked: "What happens next?"
Jiang Yuanshan put his arms around his chest and pondered for a moment, "Wait until I kill the ancestor of the Jiang family before making any plans. I will leave that little girl to you two to take care of her for a while."
A ripple bloomed on the lake, and the mountains in the distance were no longer visible.
Xie Husheng cursed angrily, "Is it because he failed to protect his wife, destroyed the entire Jiang family, and had no face to see his daughter that he denied that he is not Jiang Yuanshan?"
Someone went to kill the ancestor of the Jiang family. Jun Bubai felt much better and took out the chisel in his sleeve. "Now he has disappeared. Regardless of whether he is Jiang Yuanshan or not, it won't be too late to make a decision after he kills the ancestor of the Jiang family."
Xie Husheng remained silent.
Jun Bubai put away the chisel and turned to look at the Jiang family ancestral hall. Jiang Xiaoyu was still there and said calmly: "How are you going to take care of that girl?"
Xie Husheng didn't answer, and took a step away from Dongting to the Jiang family ancestral hall.
Jun Bubai chased after him with his sword. The green mountain in the forest was particularly abrupt.
