Jiange is like a giant sword, separating Bashu from the outside world.

The ancients said: The Sword Pavilion is magnificent and towering, and one man is at the gate, and ten thousand men cannot open it!

The white-haired Old Man Tang came here tremblingly with the help of his granddaughter Tang Yuhong.

He looked up at the towering mountain that was rising from the ground: "Yuhong, I can go up alone, you can just wait for me here!"

Tang Yuhong said: "Grandpa, the mountains are high and the roads are dangerous, and maybe there are tigers and wolves. I'll go with you!"

Mr. Tang waved his hand and said, "No need, don't worry, I won't have any trouble!"

Seeing that the old man was firm in his tone, Tang Yuhong stopped insisting: "Grandpa, be careful, Uncle Fu and I are all waiting for you here. If you have any questions, just shout it!"

Mr. Tang nodded, then staggered up the mountain with a crutch.

There is an lonely grave on the top of Jiange Mountain.

In front of the lonely grave, a middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of expression and a deep eye socket was kneeling.

He held the plum blossoms he had just picked in his hand, and gently stroked the words on the tombstone with his other hand, beloved wife Lianer.

"Lian'er, today is your birthday. I brought your favorite plum blossoms. Do you like it if you open your eyes?"

Before he knew it, his eyes were already rosy and hot tears burst out from his eyes.

Ten years of life and death are in a vast world. If you don’t think about it, you will never forget it. You will have a lonely grave thousands of miles away, and you will have nowhere to talk about desolation.

Suddenly!

The mountain wind suddenly rises!

The iron sword inserted obliquely on the boulder was blown to make a rustling sound, making a "whimper" sound.

The middle-aged man looked back and looked a little surprised.

I saw an old man with white hair and crutches standing behind him with a trembling trembling.

"Why are you here?"

The old man glanced at the desolate and lonely grave and said hoarsely: "Three, I'll see you!"

"I'm fine, you don't need to see!"

"The third brother, it was my father's fault back then. Twenty years have passed now, can't you forgive me?"

The middle-aged man was indifferent and stopped talking.

"Last brother, come home with me, the Tang family needs you!"

"This is my home, where else do I have to go back? Without me, Tang Fengyang, the Tang family, it is still the Tang family, a well-known century-old family. But without me, there will be nothing!"

"But she is dead!"

"Will she die without you?"

Tang Fengyang almost yelled at this last sentence.

Mr. Tang was leaning on a crutch and was silent in the wind.

After a long time, he spoke, "Third brother, you may not know yet. Your elder brother is dead, your second brother is dead. Your two nephews, Yulin and Yulang, are also dead. Now the Tang family is in turmoil, and the whole family is overturned. They are all in the evening. You go back with me!"

Hearing this sentence, Tang Fengyang's body stiffened.

"My elder brother and second brother have reached the demigod realm, who has such great ability to kill them?"

"I am a young man named Li Chen. Now he is only young and has been promoted to the divine realm at the age of twenty years. You have been staying in Jiange for twenty years. It is normal that you have never heard of his name. It is said that he is still from the Li family in the imperial capital, and he is the son of Li Lingyun!"

After Tang Fengyang was silent for a moment, a bitter smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

"So, Lian'er is his aunt. Isn't it natural for his nephew to avenge his aunt?"

Hearing Tang Fengyang's words, Mr. Tang was a little anxious.

"It's natural? The third brother, the two dead people are brothers and sisters who are connected to you!"

Tang Fengyang smiled sadly: "Hehe, brothers and sisters? When they killed Lian'er, why didn't they think we were brothers and sisters and sisters connected by flesh?"

Mr. Tang was so angry that his whole body was trembling.

"Okay, okay, okay, just think that they are dead. But the rest of the Tang family are all innocent. Are you really so stern-hearted that you can watch them die one by one, and watch the entire Tang family be destroyed?"

Tang Fengyang was silent and didn't say anything.

Who can be ruthless if a person is not a plant or a tree?

When Mr. Tang saw that he didn't speak, he suddenly looked sad and sighed to the sky.

"You can live if you commit evil deeds in heaven. You can't live if you commit evil deeds in yourself. Oh my God, what kind of evil did I do? You have to punish me like this!"

Before he could finish a roar, he became angry and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, Tang Fengyang quickly stepped forward to support him.

Mr. Tang suddenly held his hand tightly and said angrily: "Three, I did something wrong for my father back then, but now your elder brother and second brother are dead. My old bones are not long enough, so I will go to find them soon."

"The debts owed to that girl Xiaolian have basically been paid back. Now you can only save the Tang family, so don't let the family's century-old foundation be destroyed, destroy it, destroy it!"

After saying the last sentence, he held Tang Fengyang's hand tightly and hung down weakly.

Tang Fengyang hugged the old man's thin body and said nothing for a long time.

After a long time, he reached out and gently closed the old man's eyes, which were still wide open.

"Dad, rest in peace in the spring. With me here, the Tang family is here!"

...

Three days later, Mr. Tang was buried.

Tang Fengyang, who had been missing for a full twenty years, returned to the world and took charge of the Tang family.

On that day, he gave a letter of war to Donghua Li Xianshi. On New Year's Eve, he made an appointment to fight him at the top of Jiange.

For a moment, the whole country was shocked.

Everyone turned their attention to Bashu Jiange.

After hearing the news, Yuan Jintian, the head of the Yuan family, burst into laughter on the spot.

"Tang Fengyang came out of the mountain, and that Li Chen's son will definitely die!"

Someone from the Yuan family was puzzled and asked boldly: "The head of the family, even a god-level master like Jinding Zhenren, fell in the hands of Master Li. What can Tang Fengyang do to kill Master Li?"

Yuan Jintian did not answer his question directly, but smiled coldly: "Twenty-four years ago, Jinding Zhenren had a fight with Tang Fengyang. Guess what the result is?"

The Yuan family waited, staring at each other, and said they couldn't guess it.

Yuan Jintian stretched out four fingers and said, "The skill of Jinding Zhenren had reached the peak of the late stage of the innate stage, but even so, he only walked four moves in Tang Fengyang's hand!"

When everyone in the Yuan family was stunned when they heard Yuan Jintian's words.

Twenty-four years ago, Tang Fengyang was only thirty years old and could defeat the Jinding Zhenren in the late stage of the innate stage within four moves. This was simply incredible.

As if he thought the shock to them was not enough, Yuan Jintian put his hands behind his back and sighed: "I also fought with Jinding Zhenren back then. After only three and a half moves, he had defeated him, which was even more than Tang Fengyang!"

"Fortunately, he died early. Otherwise, let him grow for another twenty years. Looking at the whole world, no one is his opponent!"
Chapter completed!