Early in the morning of the second day.

Stepping on the dew, Chen Zongheng appeared on the mountain behind Ningping Village.

The descendants of the royal family, dressed in single clothes, knelt in front of the grave in the cold wind, and the hard earth was under their knees.

Wang Mengde knelt in front of him, and after only a day, he was already bearded, withered, and bloodshot under his eyes.

"President!"

It was Lu Zhanpeng's subordinates who were monitoring these descendants of the Wang family, and after they saw Chen Zongheng, they all bowed their heads and replied respectfully.

Everyone in the Wang family looked at Chen Zongheng indifferently, their eyes were full of begging for mercy, they were usually pampered, where had they received this kind of treatment.

On this day and night, they ate coarse tea and light rice, and the amount was only starvation, and there was only one single piece of clothing, except for going to the toilet, they were not allowed to leave the kneeling place, hell is probably like this, right?

However, Chen Zongheng was wearing a windbreaker, carrying his hands behind his back, nodded lightly, ignored them the whole time, walked directly to the grave, lit six incense sticks, and inserted them in front of the grave in turn.

"Dad, Mom, if you are not filial, I'm afraid that for a while, I won't be able to come to see you, so I will give you three sticks of incense today. ”

As he spoke, Chen Zongheng immediately knelt on his knees, kowtowed six times in front of his parents' graves in turn, and this time he specially unloaded his energy, and when he got up, his forehead was already blood-red.

Chen Zongheng stretched out his hand, stroking the rough surface of the tombstone, as well as the desolate and silent scene around him, and his eyebrows couldn't help but wrinkle.

"This land, this tomb, this monument, is too simple, when the child returns, he will use the blood of the culprit Li Heibai to pay tribute to all things in the sky, and give your second elder a grave and a thick burial!"

Under the rage, Chen Zongheng clenched his fists, and a terrifying aura, like an angry wave, surged out frantically, and the shocked people knelt on the ground, unable to straighten their waists.

Chen Zongheng's momentum is like a rainbow, soaring into the sky, even the cumulus clouds on the back mountain, under this incomparable breath, have retreated back, the sun is sprinkled on Chen Zongheng's body, as if plated with a layer of gold edges, brilliant like a god!

After the worship, Chen Zongheng and Zheng Xuan left and came directly to Changhe Airport, the plane smashed by Xi Qianjun that day had been pulled away, and Wan Tongchou and Congyun were waiting.

This time to the south, Wan Tongti directly rented a private jet, and Mengxiang was temporarily handed over to his subordinates to take care of, after Chen Zongheng arrived, the four of them boarded the plane and flew towards Yunming Airport.

Yunming Province is located in the southwest of Kyushu, dense jungles, poisonous snakes and beasts, ancient clans, geography, humanities and other aspects of the conditions are very complex, and the ancestral land of the Xiwu people is located in the border of Kyushu is a thousand miles of deep mountains.

It was impossible to have an airport there, so the plane landed in the nearest city, and Chen Zongheng directly bought an off-road vehicle and drove it towards the ancestral land of the Xiwu people driven by Zheng Xuan.

Although there are muddy dirt roads all the way, it is still possible to walk, you must know that on the southwest border, there are many places where there are no roads.

After four hours of driving, a towering snow-capped mountain appeared in everyone's sight, under the blue sky and white clouds, this snow-capped mountain stretching for thousands of miles, like a white dragon entrenched at the foot of Kyushu, winding and winding.

"Mr. Chen, this snow-capped mountain is called the Baiyu Mountain Range, which is the sacred mountain of our Xiwu people, and soon we will be able to see the ancestral land where our Xiwu people have lived for generations. ”

Seeing this snow-capped mountain, Wan Tongchou and Congyun reverently opened their hands, and with a gesture that Chen Zongheng had never seen before, lowered their heads and prayed towards the snow-capped mountain.

The prayer was long, about three minutes later, Wan Tongchou opened his eyes and explained to Chen Zongheng, "Mr. Chen, this is the tradition of our Xiwu people, all the people who return from going out must preach and pray when they see the holy mountain, asking the gods to wash away the impurities and dirt of the outside world, only in this way will the purity of the ancestral land not be destroyed." ”

Chen Zongheng nodded, understanding the traditions of these ethnic minorities very well, just a question, and couldn't help asking, "Mr. Wan, since this is the rule of the Xiwu people, should we also pray?"

Congyun shook his head and said with a smile, "Mr. Chen, you two don't need to pray, but after entering the ancestral land, you need to go to the holy spring to bathe and fast. All foreigners who step into the ancestral land must go through this step. ”

The Xiwu people are an ancient ethnic group that has been inherited for thousands of years, and they still retain such a tradition, and it is also expected by Chen Zongheng that since people require bathing and fasting, then it is good to bathe and fast.

The off-road vehicle drove through the jungle, and after more than 40 minutes, the four of them had already arrived at the foot of the holy mountain, and Chen Zongheng had even seen smoke rising in the sky not far away.

It's just that further on, there is a stone staircase up the stairs, and the vehicle can no longer go up, so Chen Zongheng and Zheng Xuan got out of the car, followed Wan Tongchou and Congyun, and walked up the stone stairs.

After walking for a long time, turning around a lush safflower forest, Chen Zongheng's eyes suddenly opened up, and what appeared in front of him was a huge circular square.

On the ground of the square, there are many strange patterns depicted, in the center of the square is a nine-storey high altar, there is a 100-meter stone pillar, the sun, moon and stars are engraved on it, the mountains and beasts are lifelike.

Around the square, there are stone houses, Chen Zongheng even saw the shadow of wires and optical cables, it seems that this place is not as primitive as he imagined, and the electrical network may still exist.

It's just that in front of the stone house, there are white flags, and in the vast square, no one can see it, such an abnormal scene makes Wan Tongchou and Congyun quickly frown.

At this moment, a sharp whistle suddenly sounded, and soon several men wearing purple robes and necklaces with animal teeth around their necks burst out of the forest and came to the four of them.

"Deacon Wan, without the permission of the patriarch, you have violated the clan rules by bringing foreigners to the ancestral land without permission, and I can execute you now!"

The man at the head, with dark skin and a tall build, held a spear with a tip presumably forged from obsidian, which reflected a dazzling crimson color in the sunlight.

Chen Zongheng glanced at it, and saw that these people were all martial artists, and their strength was three stars at the worst, and as for the man headed by him, he had reached the six-star level, and he was still above Zheng Xuan.

Deacon Wan was not annoyed in the face of the aggressive comer, but stretched out his hand to introduce him, "Captain Tiger, let me introduce you to you, this is Mr. Chen Zongheng, who has miraculous medical skills, and the old man has seen him with his own eyes, the flesh and bones of the living dead!"

“……”

Chen Zongheng scratched his head, the flesh and bones of the living dead were all out, and he was a little embarrassed to blow it.

When the tiger heard this, his expression immediately relaxed, and he clenched his fists with both hands and apologized to Chen Zongheng, "Mr. Chen, it turns out that you are the divine doctor invited by Deacon Wan, and it was me Meng Lang just now, please don't take it to heart." ”

Chen Zongheng lowered his head lightly, saying that he didn't care, since Wantong had set up a worldly master for him, and he simply accepted it.

Wan Tongchou looked around and asked in a deep voice, "Captain Conghu, what happened, why did every household hang white flags, and there was no one in the square?"

When Conghu heard this, he immediately cried bitterly, "Deacon Wan, two days ago, the High Priest Elder Zhuge passed away!"