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How could Nalan Hai not be angry? How powerful was that Nine-clawed dragon cat? If it had attacked in anger, it might not even know how it died.

Han Yan smiled slightly and said: "It's alright, if you like, you can eat some."

Nalan Hai quickly waved his hand: "Han Yan, I can see that your blood essence is lacking, I think you must have consumed a lot of blood essence during the battle! We should still use these carica s on you! " Saying that, she pulled Nalan Jingyi and walked to the side. Nalan Hai was a smart person. He knew that there were some things he could ask, and some things he could not ask. No matter what method Han Yan used to drive Old Monster of Elemental Infant Stage away, he had to keep silent.

After Han Yan ate the carica, he led the group towards the Mist Valley.

It was no different from a normal valley. Han Yan said to Nalan Hai: "This place is extremely well-hidden, as long as an array is set up around the valley, ordinary people will not come to this place."

Nalan Hai looked around at his surroundings, his heart stirred with emotion as he said gratefully, "Han Yan …"

Han Yan smiled slightly, took out a Pill from the group of storage bag, and handed it over to Nalan Jingyi: "This Pill is for you."

Nalan Jingyi opened the pill bottle and a wave of medicinal aroma surged towards her. She inhaled deeply, her eyes shining with excitement. Although she did not recognise the Pill, but from the medicinal aroma's judgement, the rank of the medicine was not bad. The best Pill she had ever seen in her family was only at the second rank. The second rank Pill s were definitely not this dense.

Nalan Hai, who was at the side, also revealed a curious expression, and his gaze landed on Han Yan.

Han Yan hesitated and said: "Cultivation pill."

Hearing that, Nalan Jingyi frowned, he did not know what cultivation pill it was, but Nalan Hai cried out: "What, cultivation pill?"

Seeing his great grandfather lose control like this, Nalan Jingyi couldn't help but ask, "Great Grandfather, is the cultivation pellet very good?"

Nalan Hai took a deep breath to suppress his excitement and said: "Cultivation pills are ancient pills. Rumor has it that they have already been lost. After consuming them, one's cultivation can quickly increase." Anyone below the Aurous Core stage can break through the bottleneck in a short period of time after consuming it. His eyes were full of surprise. He looked at the pill in Nalan Jingyi's hand and said to Han Yan, "Han Yan, this pill is too precious. We can't take it.

Hearing her grandfather say that, Nalan Jingyi, who was always naive, immediately passed the Pill in his hands to Han Yan, and said: "Han Yan, you should still keep this Pill!"

Han Yan smiled slightly and said: "Cultivation pills are good, but after consuming them, your growth will be limited. Nascent Soul stage is the limit."

Nalan Jingyi opened his eyes wide, and looked at Han Yan as if he was looking at a monster. He could not help but ask: "You still want to reach the Nascent Soul stage?" She possessed ten star spiritual root, so her cultivation speed was astonishingly fast. Even so, she had never thought that she could reach the Nascent Soul stage. In her opinion, the Nascent Soul Stage was an unreachable realm.

The way Nalan Hai looked at Han Yan had also changed. He did not think that Han Yan's goal was so high, so high that he did not even dare to think about it.

Han Yan raised his head, looked up at the sky, and looked at the blue skies above, and said slowly: "If a person doesn't have a grand dream, how can they work so hard for this goal?" As he spoke to here, his originally deep gaze turned even more profound. At that moment, he had gained some insights.

After a while, Han Yan retracted his gaze and spoke to the two of them: "You two can cultivate here! I still need you to avenge the Nalan family, so I'll be taking my leave first. "

The two did not speak any words of urging him to stay, because they both understood that Han Yan did not belong here.

Han Yan took out his flying sword and transformed into a ray of light, flying straight towards the east. This time, the Nine-clawed dragon cat did not stay in the seven day mountain range but chose to leave with Han Yan. Han Yan's speed was shockingly fast, and in the blink of an eye, he had arrived within the borders of the Ming Empire. After thirty years, he could finally return to the Ming Empire, and with his own strength, he could finally settle this grudge with the Tianming Sect.

Once he reached the imperial city, Han Yan did not stop and continued to fly in the direction of the Tianming Sect. After flying for a while, a huge city appeared in front of him. That city, Han Yan would never forget, was Tianfeng City. Han Yan's gaze quickly shifted and landed on a mountain range outside of the city. Seeing a mountain village within the mountain range, his eyes immediately became moist, and with a flash, he flew straight towards the mountain village.

The Bluestone Village was still the same as it was 30 years ago, but the trees outside the village had grown a little taller.

Han Yan's figure landed in a forest outside the village. This forest had often come here, and at that time, the trees were only thirty meters tall, but now, they were as thick as an adult's body. With his feet on the leaves, the rustling of books could be heard, Han Yan looked at the road that led to the village and slowly walked over.

Just as they arrived at the village entrance, an old man in his fifties walked over. He was walking out of the village with his grandson.

The old man held onto a wooden cane in one hand and his five-year-old grandson in the other. As he walked, he said, "Sanwa, you must read more books in the future, especially those ancient texts. Remember them all. When you are ten years old, your grandfather will send you to the Orthodoxy to cultivate the Immortal Art and become an immortal. At that time, he will be able to be the same as Immortal Han Yan, whose name will shake the world. "

Even though a five-year-old child had been studying since childhood, he still hadn't completely understood many things. Seeing his grandfather get more and more excited as he talked, he asked with a tender voice, "Grandfather, is Immortal Han Yan very powerful?"

When he heard his grandson ask about Han Yan, the excitement in the old man's eyes intensified as he said excitedly, "Of course he's powerful. Back then, in order to avenge his parents, he charged into the Imperial City alone. It is said that later on, when the elders of the sect came, they drove him away, but could not kill him. " As he spoke till here, he paused for a moment, and then said proudly: "Let me tell you a secret, Han Yan is a person of our village, and our young grandfather even played with him."

When the child heard this, he did not say anything. He tilted his head and looked at his grandfather with eyes full of doubt.

When the old man saw this, he was instantly infuriated. He angrily said, "You don't believe grandpa's words?" As he said that, he pointed to a mountain range beside him and said: "Do you see that mountain slope? I played with Han Yan together since young. At that time, Han Yan was very smart, I never thought that he would become an immortal. Sigh!" At the end, he sighed heavily.

The child creased his tender eyebrows and asked in confusion, "Grandfather, how come Immortal Han Yan is so powerful that you have never come back after so many years?"0

The old man thought for a moment and said, "How can immortals be the same as us mortals? He wants to cultivate to become an Immortal; how would he have the time to come here? "

The child gripped his grandfather's hand tightly and said, "Grandfather, if I become an immortal, will I not be able to come back to see you in the future?"

The old man was taken aback for a moment, but then he smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if you come back or not. As long as you become an immortal, grandpa will be very happy. Haha!" Just as he laughed out loud, his eyes suddenly froze, as if he had been electrocuted. He stood rooted to the spot in a daze.

The child's face was full of confusion. He shook his grandfather's arm and said, "Grandpa, what's wrong? Grandpa …"

The old man still had not recovered from his shock. After a long while, he rubbed his eyes and exclaimed, "Impossible! "Why is he still so young, could I have seen wrongly?" He seemed to be talking to his grandson, but also seemed to be talking to himself. Then, he looked at his grandson and said: "Sanwa, do you see someone walking over from the front?"

Sanwa followed the direction of his grandfather's finger and looked over, and then he said, "Grandfather, an uncle dressed in white came over, what's the matter?"

"What?" The elder's eyes widened as he asked, "Is there really someone coming?"

This white-clothed youth was Han Yan. As his grandfather spoke, he had already walked in front of the two of them, and his gaze stopped on them for a moment as he continued to walk towards the village.

The old man's body tensed, and suddenly shouted: "Han Yan, is that you?"

Han Yan's footsteps stopped, and he said: "You are?"

The old man's face was full of joy and excitement as he said, "I'm Goudan, don't you know me?"

"Goudan?" Han Yan recalled his childhood memories. A chubby child would often play with him in the forest. The old man before him had undergone years of wear and tear. His appearance had greatly changed. However, the outline of his face slowly overlapped each other, giving him the appearance of a childhood egg. Han Yan's cold eyes became gentler, and he asked: "Are you really a dog egg?"

Goudan nodded excitedly and said, "I really am Goudan." After that, he thought of something and said: "Han Yan, why have you come back, the cultivators of Tianming Sect are chasing after you!"

Han Yan's body tensed up, and he asked: "Is Han Fei implicated?"

Goudan shook his head. "I don't know. Ever since you left, the disciples of the Orthodoxy have come here every once in a while to find you."

Han Yan's gaze turned cold as he said coldly, "Even if they didn't come, I would have still gone to look for them."

Goudan was stunned. He didn't know what to say. However, the three children opened their eyes wide, curiously looking at Han Yan, and asked with a tender voice: "Uncle, are you the village immortal?"

"Immortals?" Han Yan laughed self-deprecatingly, "If you think that the disciple of the Orthodoxy is an immortal, then I am?"

The three of them didn't understand what Han Yan was saying at all, and their eyes were filled with doubt. Suddenly, he knelt on the ground and said, "Immortal, can you take me as your disciple?" As he spoke, he kowtowed three times.

Han Yan's wrist moved, and a spirit energy wrapped around his body as he stood up. He then took out a white jade tablet from the storage bag and handed it to the three children: "I cannot accept you as my disciple. If you were to enter the Tianming Sect in the future, it would be of use to you. " With a single glance, he could tell that Sanwa's fate was very good. Seven Star spiritual root, this was also the minimum standard for Tianming Sect to become an official disciple.

Although Goudan was not an Immortal, he knew that the Immortal's things were all priceless. He hurriedly obtained them from his grandson and said, "Immortal, I cannot accept something this precious." With that, he returned the jade tablet to Han Yan.

Han Yan did not pick it up and said, "Goudan, we were brothers when we were young. Even though I have become an immortal, I have always treated you as a friend." Ever since he had become an immortal, he had seen the countless deceitful schemes that existed within the Taoism. He felt that his childhood brotherhood was even more precious.

Goudan's eyes became moist, and he choked: "Han Yan, you treat me as your friend?"

Han Yan nodded, revealing a sincere smile. After that, his figure flashed, and disappeared in front of the grandfather and grandson pair.

The three children looked at the place where Han Yan had disappeared, their eyes filled with longing. Clenching their fists, they said, "There will be a day when I will be like Uncle Han Yan and become …"

Goudan's face darkened, and quickly corrected him: "It's not uncle, I should call you Grandpa Han Yan."

"Oh!" Sanwa nodded, and continued, "I want to be like Grandpa Han Yan, become a powerful immortal."

In the mountain village, Han Yan faintly smiled after hearing the two's words, then walked towards the house they lived in back then.

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