When he first came, he had a vision from the sky. It was these people who begged their father to be the head of the family. But now that they thought they were useless, they actually deceived others like this.

"My sister will not marry Yun Yi. Great Elder, please give up on this idea."

Jian Chen directly opened the door and walked in. He looked at the great elder Jian Yuantong in the courtyard with a ferocious expression and said.

Jian Yuantong looked at Jian Chen at the door, with a sarcastic look on his face.

"Nantian, it's a pity. You were wise in your life. Alas, you tiger father and son, you should think about it carefully. After three months, it will be Qinghong's big day, hahahaha."

Jian Yuantong glanced at Jian Chen, then laughed and walked towards the door.

After Jian Yuantong left, Jian Chen looked at Jian Nantian's back and found that his father seemed much older than yesterday.

"Father."

Jian Chen looked at Jian Nantian and shouted softly.

"Here we come."

Jian Nantian turned around and looked at Jian Chen, smiled and said.

But when Jian Chen saw Jian Nantian's face, he found that Jian Nantian's temples were gray, and Jian Chen's eyes turned red the moment he looked at it.

"I'm sorry, Xiaochen, it's my father who is incompetent, but don't worry, even if you risk your life for your father, he will keep your siblings safe."

Jian Nantian looked at Jian Chen with a look of solemnity in his eyes.

After Jian Chen heard this, his heart warmed up, and then he looked at Jian Nantian's gray temples. Jian Chen knew that Jian Nantian was having a hard time.

For so many years, he had stood in front of his sister and brother to protect them from the wind and rain, but now he was really powerless this time.

"Father, leave the rest to me."

Jian Chen looked at Jian Nantian and said in a deep voice.

When Jian Nantian heard Jian Chen's words, he thought he had heard wrongly and looked at Jian Chen in confusion.

Jian Chen felt Jian Nantian's doubtful gaze.

He stretched out his right hand, and then a silver light appeared on his palm.

"This this......."

Jian Nantian looked at the silver light in Jian Chen's hand and naturally knew what it was.

"Qi Condensation Realm, you recovered? When did it happen?"

Jian Nantian looked at Jian Chen in disbelief and asked. At this time, Jian Nantian was so excited that his voice was trembling slightly.

"Some time ago."

Jian Chen said softly.

"Hahaha, good, just recover." Jian Nantian laughed excitedly.

After a while, Jiannan calmed down his excitement, then looked at Jian Chen and said.

"The family's annual clan meeting will be in one month. You can wait until after the clan meeting before returning to Tianjian Academy."

After Jian Nantian pondered for a while, he said to Jian Chen

"However, all the disciples who are outside will return this time, and Jian Yuantian will also return. You'd better not attend the competition."

Jian Chen frowned, and then an unruly figure appeared in his mind.

Jian Chen looked at Jian Nantian and said, "We'll see when the time comes. There's nothing wrong. I'll go back first."

After Jian Nantian heard this, he turned his hands and a wooden box appeared in his hand. He handed the wooden box to Jian Chen and said.

"This is the sword your mother left behind. She said it was passed down to her by your grandfather. Since you like swords, I will give it to you today."

Jian Chen's eyes lit up, and then he took the wooden box.

At this moment, outside the courtyard, an astonishing momentum came towards the small courtyard.

"Jian Chen, you are so brave, you actually dare to destroy my grandson's Dantian and kill him."

A thunderous shout came from outside the yard.

After hearing this, Jian Chen looked calm.

Jian Nantian's expression changed, and then he looked at Jian Chen, who told the whole story.

After Jian Nantian heard this, his expression suddenly darkened, and the energy in his body continued to riot.

"Bang."

At this moment, the door of the small courtyard instantly turned into powder, and Jian Yuantong's figure appeared at the door.

At this time, Jian Yuantong's face was as gloomy as blood, and his eyes were full of murderous intent when he looked at Jian Chen.

Jian Nantian moved and stood in front of Jian Chen. He looked at Jian Yuantong with a gloomy expression, and his aura in the late stage of Breaking the Void Realm instantly bloomed.

"Jian Nantian, hand over Jian Chen, otherwise..." Jian Yuantong looked at Jian Nantian, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

"Hmph, otherwise, Jian Yuanqi actually dared to insult Qinghong. If I were present, it would not be as simple as abolishing Dantian." Jian Nantian looked at Jian Yuantong and said coldly.

"Okay, Mountain Breaking Fist."

After Jian Yuantong said that, he actually took action directly.

After Jian Nantian saw it, his expression did not change. Then the aura in his body changed, his momentum suddenly rose, and then he slapped Jian Yuantong with his palm.

"Bang."

"Pfft."

Jian Yuantong's body instantly flew backwards and hit the wall directly. After stabilizing his body, Jian Yuantong looked at Jian Nantian in shock.

"You, you have broken through to that level, you are hiding so deep, pfft..." Before he could finish his words, Jian Yuantong spurted out a mouthful of blood again.

"Jian Nantian, this matter will not be settled like this. We have a long way to go."

Then Jian Yuantong glanced at Jian Chen coldly and walked out of the yard.

Jian Wu looked at Jian Nantian and smiled slightly. He naturally saw that Jian Nantian's cultivation level at this time was half a step of destiny, and he was only one step away from breaking through to the realm of destiny.

"Father, it seems that this time you are a blessing in disguise and your cultivation has improved further."

Jian Chen smiled and said, as for Jian Yuantong's farce, he didn't pay attention at all.

After talking with Jian Nantian for a while.

Jian Chen returned to the small courtyard.

Jian Chen did not even say hello to Jian Qinghong, but entered the house directly, and then eagerly opened the wooden box.

I saw a three-foot-long sword lying in the wooden box. The sword was four fingers wide. The only drawback was that the hilt was actually full of blue patina.

"Qingyao? How could it be it?"

Jian Wu looked at the wooden box and frowned slightly.

After seeing Qingyao, Jian Chen couldn't help but recall a beautiful figure in his memory.

"Could it be that mother is her descendant? She..."

Jian Chen murmured to himself.

"Master, this is Sister Qingyao's sword. Could it be that Sister Qingyao is married? Humph, she is waiting for you as promised."

Xiao Ling'er appeared on Jian Chen's shoulder, pursed her lips and said.

"That's fine. One hundred thousand years have passed, and she probably thinks I'm dead." A bitter smile appeared on Jian Chen's face.

"However, Qingyao's weapon spirit has actually dissipated. Could it be that something happened to Qingyao?" Jian Chen frowned and said.

"Master, you don't have to worry about this now. You are so weak now."

Xiao Ling'er looked at Jian Chen and said with a smile.

When Jian Chen heard Xiao Ling'er's teasing, he rolled his eyes at her helplessly, and then fell into deep thought. Xiao Ling'er was right, he was too weak now.

After thinking for a while, Jian Chen took out an animal skin.

When Xiao Ling'er saw this, she immediately guessed what Jian Chen was thinking.

"Master, do you want to go out and buy the rubbing technique?" Xiao Ling'er asked.

After Jian Chen heard this, he laughed and scolded: "You are really a roundworm in my stomach, you know everything."

"Hmph, lovely Ling'er, you are not that disgusting thing, but Master, your current thirty-eighth level spiritual consciousness is too rubbish. You can only imprint spiritual level skills, what is it worth?"

Xiao Ling'er looked at Jian Chen and said with a pout.

After Jian Chen heard this, a row of black lines flashed across his forehead. When did this girl have such a high vision?

At this time, if other spiritual masters heard Xiao Ling'er's words, they would be angry and vomiting blood. You must know that mortals have never cultivated spiritual consciousness, and ordinary spiritual consciousness is below the tenth level.

People with extremely high talents may be able to reach more than ten levels, but now Jian Chen has absorbed the memory fragments and has reached the thirty-eighth level, but in Xiao Ling'er's mouth, it is just rubbish.

"That's enough in Xuecheng today. You must know that the most profound technique in Jianfu is only the best at the spiritual level." Jian Chen said.

Then Jianchen's spiritual consciousness surged out, and then he controlled the technique that the spiritual consciousness was about to imprint, and used the power of spiritual consciousness to imprint it on the animal skin.

The next day, Jian Chen left Jian Mansion, came to a corner, put on the black robe he had prepared, and walked towards Tianyuan Chamber of Commerce, the largest chamber of commerce in Tianxue City.

"Sir, what do you need?"

When Jian Chen walked into the Chamber of Commerce, a boy asked Jian Chen.

"I want to see your shopkeeper."

Jian Chen said calmly. At this time, his tone had changed and his voice became a little hoarse.

The young man frowned, Jian Chen saw this, and then the energy in his body was instantly released, and a force of momentum suppressed the young man.

Jian Chen's current thirty-eighth level spiritual consciousness can completely simulate the aura of a strong man in the Destiny Realm with his methods.

The young man felt this momentum and was startled for a moment, then looked at Jian Chen with a horrified expression, and then said tremblingly.

"Wait a moment, I'll call my supervisor right away."
Chapter completed!