"Now, I can finally get a real break from the past. [26nbsp;]" Tianyang stood in front of Tianxian's grave and sighed. In his soul, an emotion that had been affecting him for a long time finally began to dissipate. He felt that his entire soul was relaxed, and his understanding of swordsmanship seemed much clearer in an instant.
"Yang'er, have you really let it go? If so, Master really wants to congratulate you on the biggest obstacle to breaking the path of cultivation."
"Since I learned about my biological mother, I have always had a knot in my heart. Now I finally got avenge, and the knot in my heart disappeared. It's really easy. But he was dead." Tianyang looked at Tian Xian's grave, and he felt a little guilty about this father in his blood.
"This is your father's own choice. Don't take it too seriously. Death may be a relief for him."
"I know, but before he died, I never called him a father. I really feel sorry for him. I remember that he was willing to give in to others for my sake, and even wanted to exchange my own rehabilitation for my recovery. Now he has passed on the inheritance of the soul he has cultivated throughout his life to me. He has really given everything to me, but I, I..."
"It's good that you remember these in your heart. I believe your father will understand and forgive you." Tianfeng Sword Lord comforted Tianyang.
"Master, I'm fine. I'm gone. No matter what I say, it's useless. The most important thing is to live well by myself. I believe he must hope that I will live better and I won't let him down." Tianyang smiled out of his sorrow.
"That's right. Live well. This is the best reward and comfort to your father."
"I think your father can have a son like you in his life." Tianlu walked to the grave.
"Uncle, are you really going to stay in Tianjian Villa and never leave?" Tianyang felt very sorry for the primordial formation. If he hadn't been unwilling to inherit Tianjian Villa, he would not have to stay in Tianjian Villa.
"Tianjian Villa has always been the foundation of our ancestors. Will my uncle bear to watch him fall?" Tianlu shook his head.
"Tianlu, you are already a powerful man in the realm of the Heavenly Sword Master. Why should you guard this Tianjian Villa that has almost become an empty shell? This will only delay your progress in the sword path. Do you really think it is worth it?"
"Tianfeng Sword Master, you won't understand me, because you were not born in such a family. The inheritance of the family is our unshirkable responsibility. In the past, I could push it to him because I had Yi Zi there. Now that he has left, Yang'er is going to leave with you. I am the only one left in the Tian family, so how can I ignore anything?"
"Uncle, I'm sorry, I really don't allow myself to stay in Tianjian Villa for a waste of time. My ideal is no longer here."
"You are a young man, so you should naturally have your own ideals. Uncle will never force you. Besides, you are more talented than Uncle, so you shouldn't be buried here."
"Someone is coming." Tianfeng Sword Lord, Tianlu and the souls of the two of them flashed a light of inspiration, and they both felt a breath coming towards them.
"Someone?" Tianyang dispersed his spiritual consciousness, but found nothing. The difference between the soul and soul consciousness under the Venerable was too big. Even if Tianyang's soul consciousness is far beyond ordinary people, it still cannot be compared with the true soul consciousness.
"I finally arrived at the place." A voice came, and a strange figure appeared before Tian Xian's grave. A silver hair shawl fluttered gently in the wind, and his handsome face stared at Tianyang with a trace of evil spirit.
"Silver-haired Evil Lord?" Looking at the person who appeared, Tianfeng Sword Lord and Tianlu showed a surprised expression. This Silver-haired Evil Lord is very famous. He broke through the realm of the Venerable at the age of thirty and broke through the realm of the heavenly grade at the age of 40. If he is only fifty, he is both good and evil, regardless of good or evil, and only cares about his preferences. He is one of the most difficult strong men to provoke today.
"Oh, I didn't expect that there were still two sword masters here, which were good, not bad."
"Xiejun, I wonder why you are interested in coming to this Tianjian Villa. It seems that there is nothing you are interested in here, right?" Tianlu said first. He is the owner of today's Jianshan Villa, so he should naturally be talking about these things.
"There is indeed nothing that I am interested in here, but there are people that I am interested in." The silver-haired evil king stared at Tianyang. He ignored the other two directly.
"Are Xie Jun interested in me? That's really a honor for Tianyang." Tianyang felt a sense of pressure when he was stared at by the silver-haired Xie Jun. However, how could he admit defeat with his personality?
"Tianyang, I come here today. You only need to finish one thing. After you finish, I will naturally not make things difficult for you."
"Evil Lord, I don't know where Yang'er offended you. If this is the case, Tianfeng apologizes to you on his behalf." Tianfeng Sword Master quickly stood up and said.
"There is no business here, so you'd better stand aside, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless." A cold murderous aura erupted from the Yinhai Evil Lord.
"You..." Seeing the Yinhai Evil Lord so disrespectful, Tianfeng Sword Lord's face turned ugly. The reason why he gave him face was not because he was afraid of him, but because he didn't want to cause trouble. Then he knew that the Yinhai Evil Lord was so arrogant.
"Tianyang, write me a divorce letter immediately. I want to take it back to Qingru so that she can give up completely with you."
"What, you, do you want me to write a divorce letter to Qingru? Don't think about it. Qingru is my wife, and I don't allow anyone to make any decisions about him." Tianyang stared at Yinhai Xiejun angrily. If it weren't for knowing that he was not an opponent of Yinhai Xiejun, he would have been unable to control himself.
"If you don't write it, okay, then I will take your head back, so Qingru can give up." The violent murderous aura in the eyes of the Yinhai Xiejun rushed to Tianyang.
The strong murderous aura made Tianyang almost think that he had penetrated into the Shura blood field, which was terrifying and too terrifying. I don’t know how many people the murderous aura on this silver-haired evil king could only be formed after he killed.
"Yinhai Xiejun, are you too careless about others? If you want to touch my disciple, you must also see if you have the ability." Tianfeng Sword Master blocked Tianyang.
"Hmph, I want to move my nephew in front of me, Tianlu, you really think that everyone here is dead." Tianlu snorted coldly and stood in front of Tianyang.
"Do you two want to die?" The Yinhai Xiejun stared at Tianfeng Sword Lord and Tianlu with a cold expression. Since he obtained the title of the Yinhai Xiejun, few people have dared to go against him anymore. Unexpectedly, they met several of them here at once.