The Spiritual Dragon Vein disintegrated and was completely consumed. The underground world became dim as a result. Only Jiang Xiaofan's body was surrounded by a faint divine halo, illuminating the space.
"Swoosh …"
He shook his body slightly and disappeared from where he was in an instant. He appeared in front of the snow-white demonic beast like a bolt of lightning. The Renhuang great demon beast was so scared that its white hair stood on end. As a result, Ancestor Bai was very dissatisfied and annoyed. He jumped onto Jiang Xiaofan's head and scratched it violently. The black hair that had just been smoothed down instantly turned into a messy chicken nest.
Jiang Xiaofan gently clenched his fist. He felt his strength at the moment. The divine power in his body was rolling, roaring like a mountain torrent, endlessly growing and multiplying.
After his cultivation reached the Eighth Heavenly Layer of Jue Chen, his physical body was even more terrifying. With a wave of his hand, lightning flashed and crackled, causing the space to become distorted.
Buddhist Scripture, Taoist Scripture, and Thunder God Technique, the three supreme techniques were running on their own in his body. Many profound truths of the Great Path lingered in his sea of consciousness. He had begun to form the Great Path. However, now he was only in the Jue Chen Realm. He could not wield these Great Path for the time being. Only when he reached the Renhuang Realm could he use the Great Path as a weapon. At that time, he would be invincible under the same realm.
The Spiritual Dragon Vein was completely consumed. Jiang Xiaofan glanced at this place and did not stay for long. He turned and left directly.
His right foot stepped lightly on the ground. His whole body was like a meteor, shattering the ground under his feet. In the blink of an eye, he left the underground world and appeared in the back mountain of the small village.
He raised his hand and waved. A silver light flashed. The mountain below shook and collapsed, burying the underground world.
In the small village at the foot of the mountain, he released little Zhang Hen from the Xuan Yu Cauldron. The little boy was still holding the jade bottle containing old man Zhang's ashes in his hand, looking a little lost.
The autumn wind was bleak, and it was most appropriate to describe it here. At this moment, this remote little village was completely silent. Only the fallen leaves were drifting about, as if they were recounting scenes of the past.
Jiang Xiaofan brought Zhang Hen back to the house where Old Man Zhang used to live. In this place, Zhang Hen carefully walked through every corner. Her big eyes were red, but there were no tears. That pair of small hands touched every piece of wall, table, bed, wooden stool, and even the muddy stove.
"Boom …"
Smoke and fire rushed into the heavens. In the distance, Jiang Xiaofan raised his hand and released a divine flame, covering the entire village and destroying everything. Nothing was left behind.
"Grandpa …"
Little Zhang Hen choked with sobs. From far away, he knelt down in front of his familiar home that was covered in flames. He was unwilling to get up for a long time.
Jiang Xiaofan placed his hands behind his back and said nothing. He only looked up into the distance, into the sky.
His only family member had died, and he had once been like that as well.
Three days later, on a large road, a young man and a child walked forward under the sunlight.
"Master, where are we going?" the child asked the young man beside him in a low voice.
"You'll know when we get there. I hope you can get used to it …"
The young man was dressed in black. His face was delicate and pretty, like a scholar. He had a sunny smile on his face.
They were naturally Jiang Xiaofan and little Jiang Xiaofan. After leaving the small village, Jiang Xiaofan brought little Zhang Hen on the road to the north.
Along the way, he did not fly. He walked completely on foot. Once again, he imparted to little Zhang Hen some insights about cultivation. These were all his own insights. For little Zhang Hen, who had just embarked on the path of cultivation, it was undoubtedly a divine treasure.
What surprised Jiang Xiaofan was that Jiang Xiaofan's comprehension ability was beyond his imagination. Generally speaking, as long as he mentioned it slightly, Zhang Hen would be able to understand it. Sometimes, he could even use Jiang Xiaofan's understanding of the path of cultivation to comprehend some new things. This made Jiang Xiaofan speechless. This was truly a heaven-defying little monster.
In the past few days, he had considered many things. He couldn't bring little Zhang Hen back to the Emperor Heaven Sect. In that place, his enemies were everywhere. He didn't have any status or identity. Although the Emperor Heaven Sect Master and a few other old fellows seemed to think highly of him, in reality, he was just a tool used by those people. They only wanted the best elemental pills and fasting pills.
He decided to send little Zhang Hen to another place. He believed that the people there would treat him well.
The mountain forest was retreating. A few days later, Jiang Xiaofan appeared in a small town. There were people coming and going here. There were cultivators and ordinary mortals. There were all kinds of hawking sounds on both sides of the street. No matter where it was, there would always be some snacks. Even cultivators would sometimes like such things.
Even further away from the small town, there was a massive courtyard that seemed out of place with the small town. Compared to the small town, the courtyard ahead was far too grand. It had an extraordinary aura, as if a dragon had soared into the nine heavens. It sat on top of a small Spirit Vein, and it had a radius of more than 3,000 meters. It was even larger than the entire small town.
"It's changed a lot …"
Jiang Xiaofan looked ahead, and the corner of his mouth curled up into a smile.
This huge courtyard seemed to have just been built. It was slightly luxurious. With a single glance, one could tell that it was an extraordinary place.
Jiang Xiaofan brought little Zhang Hen here. The courtyard in front had also changed, and there was an invisible power.
Outside the courtyard, four young people were standing straight. Each of them had a solemn expression, and their cultivations ranged from the fourth to the fifth layer of the Refinement realm.
"Who is it? Stop!"
Seeing Jiang Xiaofan coming forward, two of them came forward.
"Please inform your Fort Master that an old friend surnamed Jiang has come to visit …"
Jiang Xiaofan's expression was indifferent, and there was a slight smile on his face.
Beside him, little Zhang Hen was very silent. He only looked ahead and lowered his head again.
Although these people had some doubts, seeing that Jiang Xiaofan did not look like a bad person, they did not make things difficult for him. One of the men seemed to be the leader of these people. He simply said a few words to the other three, indicating that Jiang Xiaofan should wait here for a while, and then strode into the courtyard.
"Zhang Hen, what do you think of this place?" Jiang Xiaofan asked the boy next to him.
"It's much bigger than our village," the little boy whispered.
Soon, a few figures rushed out from the depths of the courtyard. The one in the lead was a middle-aged man with graying temples. Behind him were three old men with white hair and a pair of young brother and sister. They were probably in their twenties.
"Little Brother Jiang, I didn't expect you to come!" The middle-aged man with gray hair shouted from afar.
"Brother Jiang!"
Beside him was a pair of brother and sister. The man was handsome, and the woman was delicate and pretty. Both of them came forward with a somewhat excited expression.
This was the Xiao Family Fort. The middle-aged man was the Fort Master of the Xiao Family Fort, Xiao Wen Ting. The young brother and sister were Xiao Wen and Xiao Yu. The three old men were naturally the elders of the Xiao Family Fort. They exchanged a few words with each other, and then warmly welcomed Jiang Xiaofan and Zhang Hen in.
This scene made the disciples who were guarding the gate widen their eyes. Who was this person? He actually went up to the Xiao Family's Fort Master, three elders, and the young master and young miss to personally welcome him. This person's power was too great! Thinking of this, they couldn't help but shudder. They actually stopped such a big shot outside the gate.
With the assistance of Jiang Xiaofan, the Xiao Family Fort destroyed the Divine Wind Sect. As a result, many of the Divine Wind Sect's foundations fell into the hands of the Xiao Family Fort. This small force rapidly expanded, and naturally many cultivators came to join them. Not everyone knew about Jiang Xiaofan.
And now, the strength of the Xiao Family Fort was several times stronger than before. The former courtyard was destroyed by the Divine Wind Sect Master and the others, and now it was a newly built Xiao Family Fort. It could be said that all of this was thanks to Jiang Xiaofan. His return naturally made Xiao Wen Ting and the others very happy. At night, they held the grandest welcome ceremony and opened the banquet.
"Senior, I came here this time because I have something to ask of you. I hope you can agree."
After the banquet, in Xiao Wen Ting's study room, Jiang Xiaofan directly stated the purpose of his visit.
The Fort Master of the Xiao Family Fort waved his hand and said solemnly, "Little brother Jiang doesn't need to be so polite. According to reason, you can be considered as half a master of my Xiao Family Fort. You don't need to be so polite. Although this Xiao is not talented, as long as little brother Jiang asks, no matter what it is, even if it's a mountain of swords or a sea of flames, my Xiao Family Fort will definitely not frown."
"Yes, brother Jiang can just say it directly!"
Xiao Wen and Xiao Yu said. The three elders also nodded, saying that Jiang Xiaofan didn't need to be so polite. The Xiao Family Fort and he would always be on the same side.
"Seniors are too serious. This junior thanks you in advance." Jiang Xiaofan bowed to several people. He pulled the little boy beside him and said seriously, "His name is Zhang Hen. He is this junior's disciple. Because of many reasons, this junior can't take him with me now. This is not a good thing for him. I hope that seniors can help to take care of him."
Although little Zhang Hen was only 13 years old, he was already very mature. Under the signal of Jiang Xiaofan, he bowed to everyone here one by one.
"What a sensible child. He is very likable." Xiao Yu had a gentle smile on his face as he pulled little Zhang Hen over.
"This child is very unusual!"
Xiao Wen Ting was a powerful existence in the Renhuang Realm. At this moment, his eyes flashed with a light, and he was slightly surprised. Next to him, the three elders of the Xiao Family Fort also showed a surprised look. Obviously, they all saw something. Everyone couldn't help but be speechless. They even said that Jiang Xiaofan had taken in a good disciple and that he would have great achievements in the future.
Xiao Wen Ting said solemnly, "Although I don't know what Little Brother Jiang has to say, you can rest assured that I, Xiao Wen Ting, will take care of this child as my own son. My Xiao Family Fort will protect him even if we have to risk our lives!"
"In that case, thank you, seniors!" Jiang Xiaofan bowed seriously.
"Master, I …"
Little Zhang Hen looked at Jiang Xiaofan. He seemed to want to say something, but in the end, he lowered his head again.
Jiang Xiaofan naturally knew what he was thinking. He said softly, "Little Zhang Hen, you must be strong and obedient. This will be your new home in the future. I have more things to do. The environment we are in now is not very ideal. I don't want to bring you in. The people standing here have fought side by side with me. They will take care of you like family. "
Although Zhang Hen was not very willing to stay here, he still said, "Little Zhang Hen understands. Little Zhang Hen will be obedient and stay here. I will not let you worry."
Jiang Xiaofan smiled and stroked the little boy's head. This child was really too sensible. He felt a little guilty.
The next morning, he was ready to leave. Xiao Wen Ting, Xiao Wen, Xiao Yu, and the three elders personally saw him off.
In a place far away from the Xiao Family Castle, Jiang Xiaofan squatted down and took out a handwritten note from his bosom. It was given to him by Elder Liu Chengan. Now, he handed it over to Little Zhang Hen and said apologetically, "You have to be strong when your master is not here. If there's anything you don't understand, you have to ask your uncles, brothers, and sisters. Cultivate well and don't let your grandfather down."
He stood up and looked at Xiao Wen Ting and the others. He bowed respectfully and said, "Then, I will leave Zhang Hen in your care!"
He nodded to Xiao Wen and Xiao Yu. Finally, he glanced at Little Zhang Hen. Then, he resolutely turned around and turned into a flash of lightning, leaving a trail of smoke behind him. In an instant, he turned into a small black dot and disappeared into the distant sky.
Little Zhang Hen's eyes were a little red. In this world, there were two people closest to him. His grandfather had passed away, and Jiang Xiaofan had important things to do. Because of some unspeakable difficulties, he could not bring him along. However, he still had family. Although his grandfather had passed away, he still had his master.
He slowly knelt down and respectfully bowed in the direction of Jiang Xiaofan's departure. He firmly said, "I will not let grandfather down, nor will I let master down."
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