Fang Yan looked at the little beast who was just messing around and didn't want to leave, and felt at ease. Only then did he realize that his body was cold and the clothes on his body had long disappeared, and he immediately covered his lower body in embarrassment. He was just thinking about whether he should be more careful and not get caught.

Fang Yandao secretly went home after being seen. Suddenly he heard a familiar voice. "Xiao Yan, I've seen it all, what's the use of covering it now?" The old woman appeared in the void, making a rare teasing to Fang Yandao, watching the success of overcoming the tribulation.

Fang Yan's eyes were filled with relief. "Put it on". His words were concise. It was obvious that Fang Tian had arrived and threw a shirt to Fang Yan.

The old woman looked at Fang Tian still looking so calm and it was a bit funny, she was so happy in her heart, she could still pretend to be so serious on the surface, it was really amazing...

Fang Yan awkwardly took the clothes and quickly put them on, calling, "Dad, Grandma Qinglian". "Xiao Yan, congratulations, you successfully reproduced the blood of war". The old woman said happily. Looking at the grown-up Fang Yanneng

I am really happy for such a heaven-defying success. Over the past ten thousand years, the Fang family has sacrificed too much and suffered too much. Today, finally, a descendant can change the destiny and rebuild the road against heaven. The ancestors' efforts are worth it.

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"This is the beginning of cultivation. You still have a long way to go. Although you are boundless in battles and battles, the road to cultivation is also extremely difficult and dangerous. According to ancestral records, once you advance, you will suffer a calamity. Don't be complacent and be cautious." Fang Tian

He 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 can only have disasters when they step into the realm of the War Lord and show their magical powers. No wonder the family ancestors always said that this is a person who has been struck by thunder all day long.

The split family…

Fang Yan was also extremely shocked, but when he thought about the huge benefits that would come after the catastrophe, he was not only not worried but also vaguely looking forward to it.

She had long seen the little purple beast on Fang Yan's shoulder that had been restless and playing with Fang Yan's hair. Thinking of the little beast's speechless performance when he had just overcome the tribulation, the old woman asked curiously, "Xiao Yan, what is this little beast?"

, how could it appear here?" When Fang Tian heard Lao Chu's question, he couldn't hide his doubts and wanted to see what happened to this magical little beast.

Hearing the old woman's question, Fang Yan didn't know how the little beast appeared here or what it was. He could only answer truthfully, "I don't know either. I succeeded in cutting off the blood. When I woke up to go through the tribulation, this little beast

The guy is right next to you." Fang Yan was also curious, thinking that the source of life that suddenly appeared when he was cutting blood might be related to this. So he went on to tell the two of them the strange things that happened when he was cutting blood.

When the little beast on the shoulder heard Fang Yan's words, he immediately stopped fidgeting with his hair, looked up at the sky, folded his paws on his chest, and looked like you know how powerful I am now.

After listening to what Fang Yan said, the old woman and Fang Tian felt sweaty in their hearts and felt lucky at the same time. Then they saw the little beast's arrogant appearance.

While making people speechless, they also felt that the little beast had an extraordinary origin. It was already incredible that it could appear in this ancient and dead mountain. But it still had such incredible abilities, which was even more incomprehensible.

The two of them searched through everything they saw and heard in their minds, but couldn't find any information about the little beast, so they had to give up. In the end, they just carefully told Fang Yan to treat the little beast well in the future.

Four years later, Fang Yan was finally able to return to his long-lost loess bungalow. Fang Yan was filled with emotion. He was a useless person back then and had no cultivation at all. He thought that he could only continue to be a useless person in this life. When he went to seclusion, he held on to his heart.

The idea of ​​​​a narrow escape from death. It is true that I almost died.

Life is impermanent, and I had an unexpected encounter, and miraculously succeeded. Now that I have returned here again, I am a monk who has awakened from the battle blood and stepped into the second phase of the battle blood to turn orange. Thinking of this, Fang Yan looked at the hug on his shoulders.

The little guy was sleeping soundly with his neck in his arms, his eyes filled with gratitude.

"Have you decided? Are you going to let Xiao Yan go out to practice alone so soon?" In a corner of the village, the old woman said to Fang Tianda, who was digging the ground with a hoe.

"Well, it's time. He has now reached the Second Transformation of War Blood. He should be able to barely fight with the strong men in the chemical weapons realm and be able to protect himself. He is taking a different path from us, and we can't teach him anything. All

He can only rely on himself for everything." Fang Yan turned over the ground and said in a calm tone.

"But Xiaoyan has lived in this small village since he was a child. He has never been exposed to the world and has no idea that people outside are sinister. If he goes out like this, I'm afraid he will suffer a big loss." The old woman said anxiously. Even though the old man's temperament is usually cold, but here he is.

Xiao Yan is still extremely concerned about Xiao Yan's problems, and has no cold temper at all.

Now that Xiao Yan's battle blood has awakened, not only her, but now the entire sword cultivator clan must protect Fang Yan like a baby. This is the strong instruction of the first generation of sword ancestors when they reincarnated, just like the sword cultivators protect the blood lineage for generations.

Never changed.

"Only if you have experienced it yourself can you remember it in your heart. Don't say it again. Xiaoyan must practice alone. Understanding it by yourself will be of great help to his practice. If Xiaoyan can't bear any setbacks, how can he talk about going against heaven? What can he talk about?

Let Zhan Xue regain his glory. The sword cultivator clan cannot protect him secretly. Let him face it alone." Fang Tian stopped digging the ground with a hoe and spoke firmly and without a doubt.

The old woman knew that once Fang Tian made a decision, he generally couldn't change it, so she could only sigh and said, "When are you going to let Xiao Yan leave?"

"I'll leave tomorrow." Fang Tian's tone was concise.

"So soon? How about not waiting for a while? I asked the tribe to send a few protective objects to Xiao Yan, so that Xiao Yan can protect himself at the critical moment." The old woman said anxiously.

It can be seen that the old woman has treated Fang Yan like her own grandson. She was afraid that he would suffer a loss outside, so she had never shown it or needed it in the village before. Now that Fang Yan is about to travel, the old woman's concern for Fang Yan is fully revealed.

"No need, it's hard to achieve great things by relying on external things." Fang Tian said stubbornly. The old woman suddenly became righteous and thought, how could there be such a father. In the end, she had no choice but to obey Fang Tian's wishes and not give any advice to Fang Yan for his trip.

Any help, as long as you don't die, I won't ask anything.

At night, Fang Yan is practicing. Even now that the battle blood has reappeared, Fang Yan is still neither arrogant nor arrogant. He maintains the habit of practicing unremittingly. Fang Yan knows the way to practice, and it is unnatural. If you don’t work hard, you can practice even if you are talented.

Not great. The speechless little purple beast was lying facelessly next to Fang Yan, with its limbs in the air, exposing its fat belly. The snow-white stone shell covered its little face casually, and saliva flowed out from time to time. It was obvious that it was damned.

The guy is fast asleep again.

Fang Tian walked into the room, put a shabby book bound with thick thread next to Fang Yan and said, "This is an ancient book passed down from ancestors. It contains the ancestors' experiences and tactics. You can take it with you from now on and pack it away."

Just give me some things and you can leave tomorrow." In fact, Fang Tian cares about his children more than anyone else. But Fang Tian knows that he must be like this. Only in this way can he hit Fang Yan at any time and make him remember his father's sternness and not be proud.

"Well, Dad, I'll pack it up right now." Fang Yan was not surprised that his father would ask him to leave. Fang Yan had always understood his father's good intentions. Fang Yan silently packed up a few pieces of clothing, took a piece of coarse cloth, and

Place several pieces of burlap on the cloth and tie them randomly.

Fang Tian looked at his son packing his things and suddenly said, "Xiao Yan, your aunt is in the Purple Spirit Sect. If you have a chance, go and have a look. We owe her something, and you can pay it back." Fang Yan suddenly felt a little confused after hearing this.

.When will I have another aunt? How come I never knew about it. I still owe her.

Fang Yan asked in surprise, "Dad, why have I never heard you talk about this? What's my aunt's name?" Under the influence of Fang Yan, during the more than ten years of living with his father, he didn't know what his mother looked like.

Knowing that he died shortly after giving birth to me, his father never said anything about his mother. In the past ten years of Fang Yan's life, only his father, Yaya, Grandma Qinglian, and the villagers had no contact with anyone other than Fang Yan.

Anyone other than this.

"Your aunt's name is Liu Xian'er. I didn't need to tell you before. Now that you have grown up, you can pay off some debts." Fang Tian's eyes were deep, as if he was remembering something. Fang Yan recited it silently in his heart several times.

, Liu Xian'er, Hao Chuchen's name. "I know, dad, I will definitely go back to find my aunt, but what do we owe her and how should I repay her?" Fang Yan touched his head and said in confusion.

"I was only at the level of chemical weapons back then. Your mother was able to be with me largely because of your aunt's help. As for how to repay the debt, you make your own decision." Fang Tian said in a deep voice. Fang Yan didn't expect that there would be such a thing.

When I was young, my father should have had the same physique as I did before I was 11 years old. How could I cultivate?

Looking at the confused expression on his son's face, he immediately knew what his son was thinking, and then said quietly, "As long as the bloodline of our war blood clan has not responded until the age of 12, it means that the war blood will not be awakened in this life. Our ancestors will leave nothing but

In addition to the secret method of slaying blood to transform war blood, there is also a secret method of severing war blood and transforming it into mortal blood.

When I was 12 years old and there was no hope of awakening my bloodline, I used a secret method to cut off the remaining bits of war blood in my body, allowing the blood to turn into mortals. Then I could practice. Think about how many stubborn ancestors endured loneliness in order to regain the power of war blood.

, until the news came out from later generations, I cut off the blood without hesitation. Unfortunately, they all failed, and I am ashamed of myself.

Since the war blood was cursed, only one ancestor from ten thousand years ago awakened his bloodline before he was 12 years old. However, because the war blood is not pure, it will only stay in the realm of guidance all his life. By your generation, the bloodline is almost gone.

In order to allow you to reproduce with peace of mind, I didn't tell you this before, because you are the last and only hope of our Fang family for thousands of years. You are very good, you succeeded." Fang Tian praised Fang Yan in a rare and soft tone.

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When Fang Yan heard what his father said, he immediately understood. The Xindao ancestor is really a genius. He can come up with such a secret method. The ancestor has paid too much for this lineage. I must let the war blood regain the ancient power.

Both father and son were silent, and the atmosphere was calm. Only the little purple beast was still sleeping soundly beside him. Occasionally, a cry could be heard. After a long time, Fang Tiandao said, "Don't practice tonight. Get some rest early. You will leave early tomorrow morning."

After saying that, he walked out of the house. When he was about to step out of the house, he suddenly stopped, turned his back to Fang Yan and said, "The human heart is the most dangerous, you must learn to recognize people." Looking at Fang Tian's disappearing back, Fang Yan felt warm in his heart.
Chapter completed!