Jiang Shusheng came and took Jiang Jiang away.
It also allowed Yang Gang to get rid of the dilemma of being entangled.
It was just Jiang Shusheng's words before leaving that left a lasting impression on him: "In your mountain and sea sword, I seem to see a trace of the supreme heavenly sword on the treasure pavilion. There is another thing... I can't explain it clearly. Something you can’t see through.”
That little 'thing' is naturally the transcendent artistic conception of the Immortal Fetus of the Stone Emperor.
"However, I also have some advice that is not advice. The things contained in your sword are too many and too complicated, so complicated that they are beyond your control. The Heavenly Sword is a very pure way of swordsmanship... In the future How you decide to take the road depends on you."
The Jiang family and his daughter were sent away.
Yang Gang concentrated on carving the mortal fish, thinking about today's "Mountain and Sea Sword" style. Except for the Burning Sky Sword, neither the Floating Moon Sword Qi nor the Immortal Fetus of the Stone Emperor belonged to him.
Hence Jiang Shusheng’s theory of complexity and purity.
The Fuyue Sword Qi is okay, I just borrowed the power from it, and the Stone Emperor Immortal Fetus... the path I want to take in the future, I should first integrate these things for my own use.
Time passes gradually.
Until there was a sound of light footsteps outside the courtyard.
Yang Gang raised his head, and sure enough he saw Han Xiang walking towards him, with palace belts flying behind him, like a fairy descending from the world of mortals. The Yang Chan following behind her was originally very beautiful, but in comparison, she seemed to be following a beautiful girl beside a fairy.
"Hanxiang...aunt."
Yang Gang stood up and saluted Han Xiang solemnly.
"No need to be formal."
Hanxiang stood in front of Yang Gang, and the small courtyard in the dusk suddenly seemed to be filled with moonlight, like a dream.
"Yes, Yang Gang thanks my aunt for helping me today."
However, Yang Gang stubbornly finished the rituals before straightening up and facing Han Xiang, who was so beautiful that he did not dare to look directly at her.
"I didn't help you with anything, why should you thank me?" Han Xiang said softly. Behind her, Yang Chan quietly glared at Yang Gang, as if to say: You ungrateful fool.
He actually exchanged his place in the Douben for those training resources, which betrayed the good intentions of his master.
"..."
Yang Gang didn't seem to see Yang Chan, and said to Han Xiang: "Although I can't enter Doubu, it is actually Yang Gang's wish. Always practice slowly by his mother's side. This is the down-to-earth and righteous way."
He didn't want Hanxiang to pay for himself for no reason and to accept this unknown beauty's kindness.
"Be down-to-earth. I feel relieved that you have such an idea." Han Xiang smiled softly, not at all cold in front of outsiders.
In her eyes, Yang Gang and Yang Chan are her nephews and relatives. In this life, she is determined to feel the cold fragrance of fairyland in the world of mortals, and she cherishes this feeling very much.
"It's just that Yang Gang has something unclear." Yang Gang suddenly said.
"You said it." Hanxiang nodded.
"I want to know why my aunt always helps me? She even doesn't hesitate to... join the Doubu." Yang Gang asked curiously: "Is there any special relationship between us...?"
Apart from only entering half of the past life, there should be none, right?
Hear the words.
Hanxiang fell silent slightly.
Yang Chan on the side also looked at her master with curiosity.
"Alas~~~" He sighed quietly, stroking his hair and said: "The reason will be involved for a long time, so it's better not to say it. You just need to remember that I am sincere, not that I have any feelings for you. Plot."
"Yang Gang naturally knows this." Yang Gang nodded. He had already entered someone else's previous life, and his character and character would be evident in the Guanghan Immortal Prison in the future. Under the entanglement of cause and effect, a person is only separated by two previous lives, so there should not be much deviation.
If Han Xiang really had a plan... I would have planned to take her back in her previous life!
"As for joining the Doubu."
Han Xiang's eyes seemed to be shining with the quiet moonlight, "Even without the appointment of those quotas, the order of the Holy Lord, and the recommendation of Dou Mu, Han Xiang has to enter this world of mortals and experience the mortal world."
"This life is my own choice."
"My own choice?" Yang Gang didn't understand.
"If you don't enter the fairyland...even if you are in the fairyland outside the world, you are still in the world of mortals. Yang Gang, you must keep this in mind..." Han Xiang's voice gradually became ethereal.
When Yang Gang finished practicing the Snow Mountain Demon God's Bone Forging Skill, night had fallen.
Han Xiang's soft and delicate voice still echoed in her ears.
If you don't enter the fairyland, you will still be in the world of mortals.
He silently looked at the small wooden fish on the shelf, closed his eyes, and his mind sank into the long river of life. I saw small fish swimming freely in the river, but none of them could swim out of the long river.
"Even if you enter the fairyland above the soul, can you really swim out of this long river of life and the painful sea of reincarnation?"
A small green fish trembled and unfolded everything it had to Yang Gang.
A strange and bizarre world rushed towards him, and Yang Gang once again entered the past life of the Northland Gun Demon.
[Northern Demon Spear: Unique skill, inviting heavenly sword. The heart of the gun is like a dream, and the gods and demons cry for blood. The blue life level (unawakened) can be studied, it can reverse the chaos of yin and yang, reverse the cycle of reincarnation, and obtain the opportunity of cause and effect. 】
[You can currently enter the robbery chapter: Zhanqing asked, killing and tribulation from all directions. 】
"Zhanqing asked, killing and calamity in all directions?"
The land of Beize.
'GuluGulu~~' Yang Gang leisurely opened his eyes in a steaming hot spring.
Before I had time to think about the meaning of this chapter, I saw a figure of an armored soldier squatting by the pool in front of me, washing... clothes?
"Um?"
Yang Gang opened his eyes slightly, and immediately saw clearly what Zhao Ling looked like at this moment... He was wearing a tattered armor that had been worn for more than two years. The fabric was torn in many places, exposing sections of skin to the air.
And myself...
He lowered his head and looked at himself. He was wearing nothing but a few leaves around his waist. He was just sitting on the stone with his bare buttocks and a pair of open shoes on his feet.
The memories of two and a half years began to slowly flow through my mind.
"Hey, are the clothes washed?" Yang Gang said loudly.
Zhao Ling turned his head and glanced away, avoiding his eyes.
"It'll be ready soon."
She silently put more effort into her hands, tinkering with a pair of pants that had several holes in them.
The turbid mud merged into the water, and the light yellow hot spring water suddenly became more yellow. This time, 'Yang Ling' went underground to explore the source of the mother energy of all things, and determined that the gap in the ground leaking the mother energy had been completely sealed.
Maybe... it's time to leave this place.
Zhao Ling was washing clothes and was distracted unconsciously.
After leaving...will he drive me away again? For more than two years... doing laundry, cooking, and watching him practice hard every day, Zhao Ling has gradually become accustomed to this world with only two people.
He should be... accustomed to himself, right?
However, he didn't seem to like the meat I grilled. The socks I wash are always not clean, and the socks mixed with hot spring sediment irritate my feet. Although later on, he didn't seem to dislike it so much...
Thinking of Yang Ling's helpless look, Zhao Ling couldn't help but bring up a faint smile.
In two and a half years, she had changed a lot, from a stubborn young lady from a wealthy family to an obedient maid who knew how to wash and cook. The only thing that remains unchanged may be the blood feud etched deep in my heart...
After a while.
Yang Gang was impatient to wait, and finally saw Zhao Ling wringing out his clothes and handing them to him.
Yang Gang took it and put it on directly.
There was no way, this poor place couldn't reach the sky or the ground. One set of clothes could only be washed and put on until they smelled bad. If you wanted to wear a large size, you had to scratch your buttocks with leaves.
"Take off your shoes and I'll wash them for you."
Zhao Ling squatted in front of Yang Gang and skillfully helped him take off his shoes. A wisp of sour smell suddenly drifted into her breath, and she wrinkled her nose subconsciously. Then she turned around and squatted on the shore as usual and began to clean her shoes.
Yang Gang stared blankly at Zhao Ling's side, his face full of astonishment.
The pictures in my memory are always a little hazy as I glance at them. It wasn't until he experienced it personally that he realized how much Zhao Ling had changed in the past two years.
"Um, big...what is that?"
Yang Gang's eyes widened and he saw a touch of snow-white delicacy through the torn clothes under Zhao Ling's armpits.
"This little brother has been training in Beizawa for two and a half years, and his chest muscles have changed a lot. Hey, why are they still a little... white?"
etc!
big? white?
Little brother? ? ?
