rd intent countless times, even if he still didn't know any sword techniques, at least he would deepen his understanding of the sword."It's a pity that every time I touch the sword intent, it takes at...Standing before Jiang Yun was, of course, his parents, Jiang Qiuyang and Feng Wu Yan!

But as they looked at Jiang Yun kneeling before them, the couple remained as if petrified, motionless for a long time.

Until a moment passed, Feng Wu Yan's body trembled suddenly. She hurried forward one step, extending her hands and grasping Jiang Yun's arms tightly.

Under his grasp, Feng Wuyan's eyes filled with tears that instantly fell, her voice trembling as she said: "It's not a dream, it's not a dream, you're real, you are truly Yun, Yun'er!"

Feeling her mother's grip on her arms, as if afraid she might vanish, Ginger Yun slowly raised her head.

Looking at her mother's face, Jiang Yun opened her mouth as if to speak, but couldn't utter a single word. Tears welled up in her eyes.

This face was not unfamiliar to Ginger Cloud.

Because he had vaguely seen it at the moment of his own death, and more clearly in his father's memories.

This face, yet Jiang Yun found it utterly unfamiliar.

Because he has no memories of his first life, and in this life, as well as the growth of the previous ninety-eight lives, there was no company from this face.

Just then, a light cough reached Ginger Cloud's ear, causing him to hastily turn his head towards the source.

Naturally, he saw a face that was trying its best to remain calm, but whose eyes were already slightly red. His gaze held both kindness and solemnity as he stared deep into his own... father!

After closing his eyes slightly, Jiang Qiuyang immediately opened them and said: "Yun'er, get up!"

"If you have nothing to say, let the child come inside and speak."

Jiang Qiuyang's words finally made both Jiang Yun and Feng Wuyan come back to their senses.

Ginger stood up, reaching out her hands to help her mother. She said softly, "Mother, let's go inside."

This cry of "mother" made Feng Wuyan's tears flow even more uncontrollably, but she desperately widened her eyes, her gaze fixed on Jiang Yun as if it were frozen. She nodded repeatedly, saying, "Good, good, good!"

Jiang Qiuyang was the first to turn around and walk into the house.

"When Ginger Cloud helped her mother in, and followed right behind, Ginger Autumn Sun turned his back to Ginger Cloud and said: 'Cloud-er, shut the door. Is there any way to seal this room and keep outsiders from knowing what happens here' "

For her father, Ginger had always harbored a strange sort of awe. So when she heard his request, she quickly nodded and said, "Yes!"

As his words fell, Jiang Yun released his mother's arm with one hand. With a wave of his sleeve, thousands of Imperial Source Stones landed around the house and sank directly into the ground.

In an instant, he sealed off this small house with the most powerful barrier he could muster.

Then, Ginger Cloud still felt uneasy. He raised his hand again and pressed it towards the front. Suddenly, thousands of seals flew out from his hand, covering the entire hut.

Ginger knew very well that her conversations with her parents definitely involved too many secrets, and under no circumstances could they be known to outsiders. So she used all her might to block off this small house.

When Jiang Yun made his move, Feng Wu Yan was still always watching Jiang Yun, watching every one of Jiang Yun's actions.

After Gingercloud completed the seal, a proud and excited expression appeared on her face.

Because she saw through it, the seal Ginger Cloud unleashed was derived from her family's ancestral seal!

Just as Ginger Cloud closed the door to that hut, a white-haired elderly man leaning on a cane slowly walked out of another hut not far away.

Those murky eyes fixed deeply on the small hut where Jiang Yun and her family of three were, mumbling: "Jiang Qiuyang's son"

"Unexpectedly, he managed to find his way here. It seems he's become quite the force of nature!"

After finishing his words, the old man shook his head and turned back to enter his house.

After closing the cottage, Jiang Yun silently supported her mother and sat down on the chair. Then, she stepped back three steps and knelt down again.

"Yun'er, what are you doing!" Feng Wuyan hurriedly reached out again to help Jiang Yun.

But Jiang Qiuyang on the side coughed again and said, "Let him kowtow. This is a child's filial piety!"

Feng Wuyan turned her head and glared fiercely at Jiang Qiuyang, saying: "Does filial piety have to be expressed by kowtowing"

When you saw my father back then, why didn't you bow to him

"Isn't that so, do you have no filial piety towards my father!"

At those words, Jiang Qiuyang immediately shut his mouth!

After finishing his words, Feng WuYan completely ignored Jiang QiuYang and wanted to reach out to help Jiang Yun.

But Jiang Yun still insisted, bowing respectfully to the two people and kowtowing three times: "Unfilial son Jiang Yun, pays his respects to father and mother!"

Feng Wu Yan quickly helped up Jiang Yun and said, "That's enough, that's enough. Come on, get up, let mama have a good look at you!"

Jiang Yun stood up, allowing his mother to look him over from head to toe. He, in turn, was watching his mother and father.

Although Gingercloud had never seen his mother in this lifetime, or even the past hundred lifetimes, he knew she had feared for his safety. Out of concern, she had used a forbidden technique of the Sealing Fate Clan, Heavenlocked Soul Binding!

Mother sacrificed a great deal of her vitality, nearly using her life force to form a seal, sealing her main soul. This ensured that she would not perish in the cycle of reincarnation.

This seal, accompanying oneself through nearly a hundred lifetimes of reincarnation, is mother's love for herself!

As for my father, although he may appear stern, the last time I saw his divine spirit, he was also straightforward with me. But my father loves me too. For me, he even gave me his most beloved ancient artifact, a spear, to protect myself.

This are one's own parents, although they missed out on nearly a hundred lifetimes of reincarnation, they have always accompanied oneself in a special way!

After a long silence, it was still Jiang Qiuyang who spoke first: "Yun'er, what realm have you reached in your cultivation now"

At first, when Jiang Qiuyang spoke up, Feng Wuyan's eyebrows furrowed. However, upon hearing the question he posed, Feng Wuyan's brows relaxed instead, replaced by a look of concern and anxiety.

Ginger Cloud replied honestly: "I just entered the peak of the Reincarnation Realm."

Ginger Cloud noticed that after hearing about his cultivation realm, both his father and mother's faces clearly showed a hint of relief.

Jiang Qiuyang nodded again and then asked, "How did you get here"

This time, before Jiang Yun could answer, Feng Wuyan turned his head again and glared at Jiang Qiuyang with displeasure: "The child has just arrived, and you keep asking endless questions!"

Jiang Qiuyang forced a wry smile and said, "I don't want to ask, but I can't help but ask!"

For Ginger Cloud, her father being somewhat submissive to her mother was nothing new. She had seen this in her father's memories long ago, so she didn't find it strange at all now.

And although the parents bicker, Ginger Cloud could feel the depth of their affection and understand that this was simply their way of getting along.

Just as Jiang Yun was about to proactively explain herself, lest her parents argue because of her, Jiang Qiuyang continued, "Time is almost up..."

This sentence caused Feng Wu Yan's expression to falter slightly, the trace of displeasure on her face instantly replaced by a deep concern.

She opened her mouth, as if she still wanted to say something, but in the end she just shook her head. She continued to gaze at Jiang Yun with eyes full of love.

Ginger Cloud's heart moved. Ever since she first met her father, he had told her to seize the time, saying that some deadline was approaching.

Later, when I saw my younger sister Jiang Yuting and my second uncle Jiang Qiucheng, they also reminded me that time was running out!

Now, this is the fourth time I've heard the same thing.

This made him finally unable to hold back and speak: "Father, what time is it Is it almost here"physique.While healing, Ginger Cloud's mind was not idle. It constantly pondered how he could escape the threat of heaven and how he could continue to save the Question Dao Sect and the 100,000 Mang M...