In the past, during the New Year's holidays, Ye Zhuo had also entered the ancestral hall more than once, but at that time, he was young, and every time he worshipped in this main hall with his uncle, he would leave, and he had never been to the other room next to him, nor had he ever seen the door open.

I didn't have the heart to think about it before, but at this time, seeing the actions of Uncle Lan Qianliu, a patriarch and an elder, Ye Zhuo's heart was a little clear, and when he walked in after him, he raised his eyes and saw the same stone stele as outside, but there were fewer of them, only a few pieces, and he was sure that this side was also a place of worship, but the people on the stele here were a little different from the outside, they were all people who had left the island for generations, and finally failed to return to the island and did not know what to do, these people were all heroes of Liyun Island.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that if their names are not on these stone tablets now, they will definitely appear on them in the future, it is Ye Zhuo himself, if they unfortunately fall in the future, their names will also be engraved on them one day many years later

didn't make a sound, just followed behind the two clan uncles, watched the two slowly open the wooden box and put it in front of the stone tablet, and then both solemnly lit three sticks of incense, bowed down, and Ye Zhuo also bowed down with a solemn expression.

"Huh?" When he was giving the salute, Ye Zhuo's expression paused slightly, and he raised his eyes to look at the few open ash boxes, just in the smoke, Ye Zhuo suddenly noticed a few flashes of anger, relieved, happy, and grateful, and finally dissipated after turning into calm, at the same time, there seemed to be a wisp of fluctuation on the stone tablets that were ordinary in both eyes and consciousness, and there was still some familiar taste in the faint smell, but it was just a flash, Ye Zhuo had disappeared before he had time to check it carefully, and everything returned to the ordinary.

The first time he saw such a thing, but Ye Zhuo reacted instantly, these few words of anger were the obsessive will of several ancestors who died in a foreign land and wanted to return to their hometown, in the words of ordinary people, this is their soul, but the stone tablet is faintly linked to something.

"Do you feel it?" did not surprise Ye Zhuo's reaction, after inserting the incense in his hand into the incense burner, Ye Qianliu, who turned around, smiled at Ye Zhuo and asked.

"Incense and soul-summoning, I used to think it was just a saying. Ye Zhuo nodded.

Ye Lan said: "How can it be just a statement, it's just that we have been forbidden by the thief God and can't sense it by our spiritual sense." Don't say that you can resist the power of the heavens' confinement and suppression now, even if you are a cultivator who has returned to the island in the past, as long as you still have a little spiritual sense, you can sense it, but it is definitely not as clear as you can feel. ”

While talking, Ye Lan re-covered a few ash boxes and put them aside, and then went to bury them in the clan cemetery after this side of the matter, and only after the dust returned to dust and returned to the earth could they be regarded as a complete return to their hometown.

There is no need for the patriarch Uncle Lan to explain, Ye Zhuo has already figured it out, people's obsession and will, or souls, this kind of thing is not unusual, there are many things about ghosts and gods in the ordinary world of the Southern Heaven Domain, for the foolish people who are not knowledgeable, these things are mysterious and terrifying, but for knowledgeable people such as many sect monks, it is not uncommon at all, as long as you step into the world of cultivation, it is not to the many realms of Zhujin Dan Yuanying, but the most basic qi refining cultivation, it will also moisturize things and silently condense the soul, and it is easier for the will to exist for a few more days after death, or even some evil exercises can be possessed by others, similar to the so-called ghost upper body in the mortal world, but much more ruthless.

It was just a doubt that was solved, and another doubt came out, it is said that there are many such things in the Southern Heaven Domain, and it is not strange that similar things happen to the people of the Liyun Island family, but Ye Zhuo knows that at least what he sees in front of him is far from being as clear and simple as it seems.

Ye Zhuo himself is already a realm above the foundation, after cultivating the Xuanhuang Three Classics, the true yuan condensed essence is far superior to the monks of the same level, and the physical body that is already stronger than them can also crush them, even if it is higher than his own foundation building stage, he will not fall behind, he knows the sea deeply, and the soul is secret, there is no way to compare it directly like the true yuan of the physical body, but by analogy, Ye Zhuo believes that his divine soul and spirit should also be stronger than most of the foundation building realm monks.

But even so, Ye Zhuo didn't feel that after he fell one day, the only remaining will and divine thoughts could last for many years, unless he really cultivated some vicious exercises to take away, or when he got a supreme method suitable for the cultivation of the divine soul alone, it would be a few days, or a few years, and it would disappear completely between heaven and earth.

Bringing back these ancestors of the clan, when they were first discovered, they were already puppets refined by others, and they had long since lost their breath, Ye Zhuo could only see and feel their physical bodies, at that time, Ye Zhuo was limited to his vision and could not accurately estimate it, but now that he thinks about it, he can confirm that he is not far from ten, several of them should be in the realm of refining qi, the highest is just touching the foundation barrier, such a realm, even if there is a wisp of will remaining in the flesh and bones because the physical body still exists, it will dissipate directly with the cremation into ashes, how can it be revealed all the way to the ancestral hall of the clan。

What makes Ye Zhuo even more incomprehensible is that these ashes have always been by his side, although he has not deliberately investigated them many times, but every time he uses the storage bag, the power of his divine thoughts will naturally sweep over, and he has never noticed even a trace of other thoughts in them, in other words, Ye Zhuo has never found these residual breaths of them.

This is almost impossible, not to mention that Ye Zhuo's divine soul is far stronger than the same level, even if it is just an ordinary monk, he will definitely have a good control over the storage bag he has cultivated. But Ye Zhuo didn't notice it in the slightest, and then looked at the patriarch and the two clan uncles without the slightest surprise, everything was taken for granted, and it was very common to attract the souls of the dead clansmen to return, no matter how many years those clansmen had been in exile, it didn't matter what realm they cultivated to.

As for what the stone tablet is connected to, it is nothing, first there is the Tianyan stone bead, and then after seeing the Liyun Island jade plate and the Moliu broadsword on the two clan uncles, Ye Zhuo has already known that there are many secrets in his own Liyun Island, especially in the clan village, that he did not know in the past or no one knows now.

"Bloodline Forbidden?"

After thinking about it for a while, Ye Zhuo could only attribute the reason to the biggest difference between his own Liyun Island and many people in the Southern Heaven Domain, thinking of this, Ye Zhuo's heart couldn't help but sink slightly, the higher the realm, the more experienced, the wider the knowledge, the more powerful it can be felt, its unfathomable depth.

Before, on the way back, Ye Zhuo had such a feeling in his heart, along the way, although Ye Zhuo was still able to circulate the True Yuan to urge the technique, compared to the strength of the Southern Heavenly Domain and the Southern Wilderness, but he could feel the suppression of the Heavenly Prohibition on himself all the time, which was not unexpected, what surprised Ye Zhuo in his heart was that no matter how he explored the Divine Thoughts, he could not find out where the Heavenly Prohibition came from, this was not the previous prohibition in the cave, not to mention, the prohibition in the cave passage was not really incomprehensible, whether it was a divine thought or a spell, as long as it was touched, it could clearly feel its existence, but the curse prohibition that envelops the entire island is really undetectable, and only by being in it can you confirm that such a forbidden law exists.

At present, in the ancestral hall, it was suddenly discovered that there was still a breath and will stored in the ashes of the dead people, which made Ye Zhuo feel more emotional in his heart than the previous trace of the prohibition that could not be detected in the sky, but it also made Ye Zhuo have more indescribable understanding of his own people from Liyun Island and the bloodline prohibition of his ancestors.

Everything is a later story, at least not what can be affected by his own realm now, all he can do is to try his best to improve, whether it is realm or strength, only when he is high enough, it is possible to have the opportunity to touch these secrets that have been deeply hidden in his own blood for thousands of years, when his lips moved slightly and muttered, Ye Zhuo suddenly heard the inquiry voice of Uncle Lan, the patriarch who was looking at the stone tablet over there: "Ye Zhuo, the ancestor you said before is this Feng Lan, one hundred and eighty years old." ”

When he raised his eyes and looked over, he saw the patriarch Ye Lan's finger pointing, and he saw the three words on the stele clearly, Ye Zhuo nodded immediately, and then stepped forward and raised his finger.

In the past, the people in the clan only engraved his name according to the custom, but now Ye Zhuo confirmed that the Fenglan Ancestor was not dead, even if there was only one divine thought left, it could not be regarded as a death, and the name on the stone tablet naturally had to be erased.

If other people might want to use skills such as carving knives, Ye Zhuo is here, naturally there is no need, with the flow of the true yuan, a ray of light flashed, stone chips were sprinkled, and the three words "Ye Fenglan" had disappeared and turned into a blank.

When watching Ye Zhuo erase the handwriting, Ye Lan and Ye Qianliu's eyes flashed, but they both shook their heads, and they still muttered a few words in their mouths, but it was a pity, there was still such an ancestor alive, and according to Ye Zhuo's words, this senior was likely to have reached the Jindan realm that had never been seen by the people of Yundao for thousands of years, and it was a pity that it was also Ye Zhuo's words, although this elder may have reached the Jindan realm, but the path of cultivation seemed to have taken a fork in the road, and now he has been trapped in a strange formation, and it may be difficult to come out forever。

After doing all this, with Ye Qianliu's greeting, the four of them turned around and walked all the way out of the ancestral hall, and came to the street, after saying a few words to the many clansmen who were still guarding outside, Ye Zhuo led the two little ones of the fox Ling'er insect mother, followed behind Elder Qianliu, and walked into the gate of his residence not far from the ancestral hall.