Urban Cultivation: The master who has overcome the tribulation is reborn

It is true that the spirit fish is a magical creature of heaven and earth, but the speed at which Yan Qiren's injuries recovered even exceeded Jiang Ran's expectations.

It was as if this spirit fish existed just for him, to pull him back from the brink of extinction at this moment.

The anger on Jiang Ran's face was still there, but it didn't seem real.

He was speechless for a moment as he looked at Yan Qiren, who was gasping for breath as if he had been drowning for a long time.

The look in He Lu's eyes became more lively as her breathing became heavier.

Yan Qiren struggled on the spot like a dead fish for a while, finally stopped kicking his legs and opened his eyes with horror.

All I saw was large patches of blood mist, and in my mouth and nose there was a mixture of smoke and blood.

He rolled his eyes dully, his gaze swept over Erya, He Lu in turn, and finally landed on Jiang Ran, whose body was soaked in blood.

"Brother Jiang...you saved me again." Yan Qiren's leisurely voice broke the silence.

Jiang Ran raised his eyes silently, met his gaze, and asked in confusion, "Why? If I really want to escape, both you and He Lu will die."

"It's always good to give Brother Jiang a few more seconds to escape." Yan Qiren smiled indifferently, and then said seriously, "It's better for me to die than to let this devil wreak havoc on the world."

"Besides, aren't you also hesitating? That's enough."

Jiang Ran looked puzzled, and after a long pause, he said, "I forced you to enter Yanshan alone, and you don't have any resentment at all?"

Yan Qiren stood up with his hands and laughed, "Fanghua is in full bloom, and the water is calm. I can't slap as hard as Brother Jiang, but I also have a heart without obstacles."

"Flying Swallow Blade Yan Qiren." He clasped his fists and bowed deeply, "Thank you, Brother Jiang, for teaching me the technique, and thank you, Brother Jiang, for saving my life twice."

"There's no need to thank each other between good friends." Arya's mood brightened for no reason when she saw Yan Qiren become lively and she interrupted crisply.

"How can I be worthy of being friends with Brother Jiang." Yan Qiren smiled when he heard this. Calling him Brother Jiang was a sign of respect, but it did not mean that he could not see the arrogance that overflowed from his bones and blood.

Jiang Ran should have acquiesced to this statement, but his heart was trembling, so he just held out his hand and said with an indescribable emotion, "No need to thank me."

Yan Qiren paused in laughter, then laughed even more wantonly, "Arya is right."

He knew that Jiang Ran's words just now were a disguised expression of a certain emotion, so he responded as if he understood what he meant.

"Brother Jiang, now that the bandit threat in Yanshan has been eliminated, what are your plans next?"

After the question was asked, no one answered for a long while.

Yan Qiren did not ask any more questions and instead handed the Feiyan Sword to He Lu. "The Feiyan Sword has been with me through thick and thin, right?"

Seeing He Lu staring at him with a bad look, he stopped smiling and said seriously, "The horse can only cross Yanshan thanks to the sword. Now it is returned to its original owner."

"Since you have called yourself Feiyan Dao..." He Lu looked at the precious sword with a reluctant look, stroking it for a few times, and smiled, "From today on, let its name spread throughout the world."

The conversation between the two did not attract Jiang Ran's attention. He was immersed in his own strange changes at the moment.

The Nine Tribulations Qi that gradually grows stronger like a seed breaking through the soil is not the point. Instead, it is the illusion that the soul and the mortal mind are in perfect harmony under the influence of some kind of medium formed by the spiritual power of heaven and earth.

From the perspective of his soul, a large part of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth lingering around Yan Qiren was scattered throughout this world, and the remaining part was slowly repairing the gap between his body and soul.

It was as if some substance filled the gap, sticking the two things together although they were clearly close to each other but had nothing to do with each other.

Although this adhesion is very fragile, and even a powerful soul can get rid of it with a slight tremor, the two are still connected after all.

Since Jiang Ran transformed from a mortal into a god, he has never had such a mysterious feeling again.

If I have to describe it in one sentence, it would be like a fish that can survive on air alone drinking a drop of river water.

Even Jiang Ran didn't dare to make a conclusion as to whether the changes brought about by this drop of river water were good or bad.

But judging from the joy of the ordinary people, it doesn't seem to be a bad thing.

"I have to send Arya home." Jiang Ran ignored this change for the time being, and replied to Yan Qiren's question as if he realized it belatedly.

When Erya heard this, her eyes tightened and she clenched the corner of her clothes with her little hands, not knowing what she was thinking.

Yan Qiren, who was pretending to refuse the Feiyan Sword, noticed that Jiang Ran had come to his senses, and immediately pulled back the Feiyan Sword that he had half handed over and held it in his arms.

He Lu had a dark face and was about to teach this guy a lesson, but was stunned by this sudden action. After thinking about it and coming to his senses, he felt a little amused.

"Brother Jiang, are you going to rescue her grandfather?"

Yan Qiren probably knew the reason why Erya followed Jiang Ran around these days, so this was his first reaction.

Jiang Ran didn't look at the little girl's nervous and complicated expression. He felt the spiritual inspiration from Yan Qiren disappearing and nodded without any intention of hiding anything.

"Yes and no."

Another ray of inspiration from heaven and earth fell on Erya, but unfortunately Jiang Ran was not sure where it should be.

Yan Qi almost got himself into trouble when he crossed Yanshan alone, so he didn't dare to guarantee whether his previous speculation was reliable.

Logically speaking, Arya should have understood what wealth, power, and force represent in recent days.

Because of this, she should also understand that Jiang Ran, who possesses extraordinary powers, can fulfill almost every wish she can imagine.

Whether seeking wealth or practicing martial arts, it all just depends on her decision.

Jiang Ran's initial speculation was that by forcing or tempting Erya to change her mind about saving her grandfather and making her choose fame and fortune, that ray of inspiration would become clear.

However, the fact that he had been forced to cross Yanshan alone on horseback dealt him a heavy blow.

The future is a contingency within inevitability. Any butterfly may deviate from its predetermined track, so the destined future, in a sense, is not necessarily going to happen.

For this reason, Jiang Ran decided not to forcefully influence Erya's choice and just let nature take its course.

The stars and the moon are bright, and everything is quiet.

Yan Qiren looked up at the sky and said with some melancholy.

"Brother Jiang, although I have only known you for a few days, I feel that I am particularly compatible with you, as if you and I have met before."

"By the way, you should have felt the same way, otherwise why would you say something so ridiculous like 'I heard that I rode across Yanshan alone'?"

Before Jiang Ran could speak, he suddenly changed the subject.

"Brother Jiang, today you killed Bai Feng purely with your physical strength. In my opinion, this is a miracle."

"Fortunately, demons like Bai Feng have not appeared in the world, so the people of Yanshan have been spared from disaster, but the land of Shenzhou is seriously ill, as if there are thousands of demons wreaking havoc on the world."

Yan Qiren's eyes were filled with worry.

“Even if I and all the knowledgeable people in the world had thousands of heads and arms, we could not eliminate and kill them all.”

"After today's separation, we may never meet again. I know that Brother Jiang is not an ordinary person, so I dare to ask a question..."

Having said this, he paused for thirty breaths before speaking with difficulty.

"Is there any hope for this world?"

At this moment, not only He Lu, but even Erya, who was still young, held her breath and waited for Jiang Ran's answer.

After a long time, so long that the light of hope in the eyes of the three people faded, Jiang Ran's voice finally lit up the night sky like a torch.

"Help."

"I beg Brother Jiang to give me some advice." Yan Qiren's voice was hoarse but full of sincerity.

"Yan Qiren."

"Here." Yan Qiren was slightly startled, but when he saw Jiang Ran's serious expression, he stood straighter.

"Let's go to Jiangnan."

"What's the matter?"

"Go help someone."

"who?"

"His name is—" Jiang Ran looked up into the distance, as if piercing through the long night of two hundred years ago, "Lin Zexu."