From a small soldier in the frontier army, an immortal god of war was born

At that moment, Yang Jianwen seemed to understand something. His breathing became a little rapid. He listened to the crisp sound of the teacup beside him and turned his eyes away.

A man in a black and red gown was sitting on a stone chair making tea. He had black hair standing up high, fair skin, a handsome face, sharp eyebrows, starry eyes, and a high nose bridge. His face was surprisingly similar to Yang Jianwen.

Seeing him, Yang Jianwen opened her mouth slightly, her eyes filled with disbelief.

“Brother…Brother?!”

The person in front of me is Yang Jianlu!
He smiled faintly: "Long time no see, little sister."

The mist gradually filled Yang Jianwen's eyes. She swayed, frowned and shed tears: "You, why are you here?"

Yang Jianlu died in the battle with the State of Wei, and his body was not even found. Although the Yang family later promised to exchange three captured Qi Storage Realm generals for Yang Jianlu's body, the State of Wei still refused.

In desperation, Yang Jianwen could only build a cenotaph for him and invite him to the ancestral hall. However, she never expected that after all these years, she would actually see him in Taiyi's mirage.

Years of longing and complex grievances flooded into her heart, and she could no longer hold back her tears. She wanted to move forward, but after taking a few steps, she suddenly realized that something was wrong.

The Yang Jianlu in front of him was just an illusion, not a real person.

"Brother, no, you...you are Taichi!"

Yang Jianwen was stunned, and then his eyes turned cold. He stretched out his hand and pulled out a spear from the air: "Taiyi, how dare you pretend to be my brother!"

Yang Jianlu made two cups of hot tea, turned around and stood up, with his hands behind his back, looking at her lovingly: "Put it away, I have seen your growth. To be honest, you are the most talented person in the history of the family. I am very pleased."

"court death."

Yang Jianwen gritted her teeth. She had never been so angry in her life. Taiyi dared to transform into her brother. This was an absolute forbidden zone for her.

As a result, a golden red fire lotus flew out as she came up. This was an attack that condensed all her strength and was powerful enough to destroy a city.

However, when the fire lotus rushed in front of Yang Jianlu, it stopped instantly, as if it had not found its target. It just kept spinning in place, and there was no response even when his palm was placed on it.

How can it be! ?
Yang Jianwen was stunned.

"Huo Lian, I haven't seen you for a long time. Look at your color. If I give you another year, you will surely enter the Earthly Immortal realm. You are truly worthy of being a descendant of the Yang family."

Yang Jianlu played with it like a toy, then smiled warmly and pushed it to her: "Okay, little sister, sit down and have a drink. I wanted to come find you after I got things done, but it's almost time now."

"who are you?!"

"I am your brother."

He lifted up his shirt and sat down again: "Of course, now I am Taiyi of the Yin-Yang family."

"But you died several years ago."

"He died, but he came back to life."

"There is no magic method in the world that can bring the dead back to life, not even the earthly immortals can do it."

"Tai Yi's inheritance can reverse yin and yang, and with a little luck, it can bring back the dead and turn flesh into bones."

They look exactly the same, and their gestures and movements are the same. Huo Lian, who only recognizes the bloodline of the Yang family, will not lie.

Yang Jianwen confirmed the true identity of the man in front of her again and again, but the more evidence she had, the more upset she felt.

"Do you hate me because I abandoned the Yang family all these years, or because I hurt your sweetheart?" Yang Jianlu said lightly.

"I gave him chances, many times."

Yang Jianwen was not only confused about this. Her complicated feelings at the moment made her not know where to start. She could only take a deep breath and said, "Tell me why." "You want to know?"

"All."

Yang Jianwen bit her lips tightly, finding it hard to accept this fact.

Yang Jianlu looked at her deeply and said slowly, "I feel so ashamed of you."

"At that time, I did die at the hands of Gongsun Qi, and my body was taken to the Yin-Yang family by Dongjun Weisheng, who wanted to refine it into a puppet. However, the predecessor Taiyi took a fancy to me and passed the inheritance to me before his death."

"Taiyi of the Yin-Yang School has mastered all the secrets of the Yin-Yang, Five Elements, and Seven Systems. Combined with the effects of the Fusang bark, I was resurrected."

Yang Jianwen asked coldly: "If that's the case, why don't you go home?"

"Family?"

Yang Jianlu sighed slightly: "Any inheritance of power has a price. My succession to Taiyi means that I have completely lost my previous identity. I had no memory of it at that time, and only remembered some of it in the past two years."

After saying that, he pointed to this courtyard and said, "My predecessor wiped out my memories. Even if I remember some, they will become increasingly weak and vague. So when I was awake, I created this garden in the mirage."

"It's not that I don't want to go home, but I can't go back. By the time I realized this, you had already moved to Jianjia City in the north with the Yang family."

This world is fair. If you get something for no reason, you will lose something in return.

This Taiyi inheritance is equivalent to creating a new earth immortal out of thin air, and its value is immeasurable. For Yang Jianlu, what he lost is his most important and most valued family bond.

If he had a choice, he would definitely not agree to succeed Taiyi.

But there is no "if" in the world, and he has no choice. Once he sits on the seat of Taiyi, he is destined to cut off all ties with the past.

"Little sister."

Looking at the silent Yang Jianwen, he stood up and walked to her, put his hand on her shoulder and said: "Everything I am doing now is to find everything that is lost."

"When I advance to the level of a celestial being, kill Ying Zheng, and kill all those who pose a threat to us, there will be nothing in the world that can restrain me, not even the laws of nature. Only then can I choose to return to being Yang Jianlu, your brother."

She stared into his eyes and said word by word: "So you are still Taiyi now."

"You can understand it that way."

Yang Jianwen took a step back. Although his resurrection was good news for him, it was also a misfortune.

Because the one who controls this body now is still the ambitious Taiyi. Even though he has Yang Jianlu's thoughts, the feeling he brings to her is very different from before.

"Little sister, why bother? I am no different now than I was before, except that what I want is a little more grand."

"You want to take over the world."

"That's right, I want the reputation of my Yang Mansion to spread throughout the entire Shenzhou!"

Yang Jianlu smiled and stretched out his hand, as if inviting her to join: "Little sister, come with me. For your sake, I will spare the lives of Wu Fengdeng and Yisu Yi Niang, but everyone else must die, especially Jiang Qiyu."

"My sister can only be the legal wife."

Yang Jianwen remained silent and did not respond.

Indeed, his brother has been resurrected and is about to be promoted to a celestial being, which is a blessing that cannot be obtained in ten lifetimes.

But he wanted to kill so many people, and he was so ambitious and ruthless, he was very different from the brother she remembered, and even made her feel a little strange. (End of this chapter)