Entering the family ancestral hall and bypassing the hall where the tablet was enshrined, Feng Zixuan took the Taoist priest and the purple kite to the ancestral tomb of the Feng family.

Looking at it, Rao is Taoist priest's calmness can't help but secretly speak.

Tombstone.

Densely packed with tombstones, you can't see the end at a glance.

These tombstones are large and small, fine and simple, the inscriptions on them are also new and old, some of the tombstone inscriptions have disappeared, the file of the years erased all its edges and corners, except for the vague shape can be seen, I don't know what kind of people are buried under it, and I don't know how many spring and autumn it has experienced.

Looking at these tombstones, Feng Zixuan and the people of the Feng family behind him couldn't help but straighten their waists, their faces full of pride and pride.

Here are their ancestors, their friends, their blood relatives, and their descendants.

It doesn't matter what the seniority is, all of them here are the Feng family, and they are all the same clan that are connected by blood.

Some of these people died on the battlefield, some died in accidents, and there are various other reasons, but no matter what happened before they died, those who can enter here after death are all heroes of the Feng family.

The breeze blows, bringing a deep coolness, which is the yin wind.

The difference is that there is not the slightest resentment and evil nature in the yin wind here, and the cold dead air only represents the state of these ancestors at the moment, proving that they are completely different from ordinary ghost clans.

Looking around proudly, Feng Zixuan's eyes darkened slightly.

There are countless bones buried here, but unfortunately there are no three people he misses the most.

The father blew himself up and died, leaving no corpses behind, and the second brother died in the ghost domain, and the bones were scattered somewhere. These two people at least know their whereabouts, but the entire corpse of his poor third brother disappeared out of thin air, and there was no news after so many years of investigation.

After giving birth to the third brother, the mother fell into the jade, because the cultivation was only a primordial god, and it could only be included in the ancestral hall after death, but the body could not be placed here. Of the four of them, father and son, he was the only one who survived, and neither his father nor his two younger brothers could be buried here, and he had nothing but a cold tablet, and his heart was like a knife every time he thought of it.

The ancestral tomb is important, and idlers are not allowed to enter.

Motioning for the others to stay, Feng Zixuan led the Taoist priest and the purple kite into the depths of the cemetery alone.

While walking, the Taoist priest looked at the surrounding tombstones with great interest, and the five fingers of the hand behind his back twisted and pinched something, and finally smiled slightly.

"The ban on your family is really interesting, the array and the ban are from the same source and complement each other, the array is the foundation of the ban and the table, it is generally the first formation and then the ban, and the ban is endless. It's good for you to seal the family, do the opposite, ban first and then fight, take the ban as the root to derive into a formation, the power is not as good as the first formation and then the ban, and the means of change are also a little monotonous, but the flexibility and tenacity are much stronger than the first formation and then the ban, it doesn't matter if the layer is broken, as long as the other prohibitions are still there, they can be turned around and repaired at any time, and they are endlessly destroyed!"

Feng Zixuan was taken aback, then smiled, and arched his hand and said: "Tianyi Zun is really powerful, this bit of my Feng family's heritage, you can see it at a glance, and the younger generation is impressed!"

"Pull it down, and give me less top hats. Seeing it doesn't mean that you can learn it, and if you don't have the core essence, it's useless to see through it! It's not difficult for you to break this formation, but the trouble is the word 'continuous'. If the general formation is a strange way, relying on all kinds of changes to attract people into the urn, your feudal family's formation is a head-on confrontation, no need to change how subtle and complicated, only rely on countless prohibitions to constantly supplement the formation of the defects, and force people to die little by little! Seriously, those bans outside your house really make me look down on you a little, if the bans here are launched, I am not completely sure that they can break it, most of them are to overcome the enemy and let go of the attack. ”

"I can get the praise of my seniors, and my juniors are very happy!"

Humbly thanked, Feng Zixuan was secretly frightened.

He was not only surprised that the Kung Fu Taoist priest had shown the mystery of this place for a moment, but he was even more surprised that the Taoist priest actually had a way to break the formation.

He is not stupid, and he listens to the words of the Taoist priest clearly. The other party said "not completely sure" rather than "not sure", which means that if the other party wants to, there is still a high possibility that it can be broken.

It is rumored that Tianyi respects the double body, one is the Taoism, and the other is the derivation. At this time, the other party's formation is definitely at the level of being an ancestor, and it has not spread most of the reason because it is rarely revealed, coupled with the fact that the other party's perverse personality has always been a needle-tip Maimang brute force to defeat the enemy, which makes his formation level not famous.

At the same time, he also thoroughly confirmed how the Taoist priest had infiltrated it. Even the doorway here can be seen, and the bans and formations outside are really nothing to him.

Thinking of this, Feng Zixuan's heart tightened, and he secretly turned around and asked people to investigate the route where the Taoist priest came in, to see if the ban and formation along the way had been manipulated by the other party.

Even if there is no malice, but after all, it is your own door, and the lock of your own house is equipped with a spare key by outsiders, who can put your mind at ease?

"Yes, that's good. Oh, that's okay?"

The Taoist priest sighed all the way, and from time to time let out surprises of surprise, just like a dirt bun that had just entered the city.

Feng Zixuan didn't have the slightest intention of making fun of him, but he was in a cold sweat, and he regretted bringing the Taoist priest in.

Many of the secrets of the forbidden art of the Feng family are here, and ordinary people can't see the clues when they come in, who would have thought that they would meet such a freak, how far they have gone, and how much their own secret art has been looked at.

After thinking about it, Feng Zixuan said in a low voice: "Senior, let's go quickly, Zihan's tomb is still a lot away from here." ”

"Oh, don't hurry, walk slowly, there's plenty of time. The Taoist priest didn't even look at him and threw down a sentence.

Feng Zixuan wanted to scold his mother, but he almost didn't get excited to invite the sacrifice spirit out.

He knocked on the side so vaguely, with the wisdom of a Taoist priest, it was impossible not to hear what he meant, who knew that this old disrespectful person was pretending to be confused, he almost died of anger, and endured it several times before swallowing back the words of scolding his mother.

Instead, Purple Kite helped him, pulled the Taoist priest and said in a low voice: "Senior, let's go quickly, I feel very uncomfortable here." ”

"Hey, blame me, forgot about you!"

With a flick of his right hand, he slapped a few times around the purple kite's body, and the brilliance flashed, and the purple kite's frowning brows suddenly relaxed.

"Here to the tomb forbidden, each tombstone has a number of prohibitions, a number of unequal tombstones and formed a small range of prohibition chains, a number of small range of prohibition chains and formed a large range of bans, these bans and formed a formation base and nodes, can be described as a forbidden array, array ban, layer by layer, interlocking, its role is only one - reverse yin and yang, evil and evil, pure and pure spirit. You are a ghost cultivator, and you are a resentful soul, it is normal to be suppressed here, fortunately you have cultivated to the realm of impermanence, otherwise you will be scattered as soon as you come in. ”

I don't know if I really understood or pretended to understand, Purple Kite nodded seriously and bowed slightly to express her gratitude.

Feng Zixuan was listening in a cold sweat, and secretly said that this old monster really saw the mystery here. It's only the function of the surface that can be seen, and the other mysteries are not seen, otherwise he really has to think about it with the other party, and the secret of the family is leaked, which is a very serious matter.

Feng Zixuan didn't see it, and at the same time as his gaze was sideways, the Taoist priest's afterglow glanced at him casually, and a smile crossed the corner of his mouth.

How much of the ban here has been seen through, only God knows.

Glancing at the purple kite gratefully, Feng Zixuan didn't ask the Taoist priest anymore, and directly quickened his pace. In his mind, his master had walked away, and it was obviously inappropriate for the Taoist priest to keep up with the one who was still looking around in the same place.

It was a bit rude to do that, but he couldn't care about it at the moment. Fortunately, the Taoist priest had seen enough, and followed with his hands behind his back.

After crossing the countless tombstones, until there was nothing else around but the tombstones, Feng Zixuan finally stopped in front of a one-person high tombstone.

The tombstone is boxy and not fancy, and the inscription on it is also very simple, only the name, Yang Shou and the cultivation before death are written, and nothing else is recorded.

"You're too easy, isn't it?"

The Taoist priest pointed to the purple kite.

"It's so good that it's also a pair of hard-working mandarin ducks, martyrdom, do you know that it's touching the world?

The purple kite was expressionless, and she couldn't see what she meant in her heart.

Feng Zixuan was a little embarrassed, looked at the purple kite and didn't see anything, and said with a wry smile: "The predecessors don't know, it's not that they don't engrave, but the ancestral system is like this, unless some special circumstances exist, the inscription is not allowed to be engraved at will." The ancestors said that in life, no matter what happened in life, the way of death is the end, and it should not be continued. Sacrificing spirits is a last resort for our people, and forcibly extending their lives for a while is disrespectful. Since the person who buried the bones has given everything for the Feng family, and even the remnants of his body after death have been dedicated to the Feng family, then he is the hero of the Feng family, the hero of the Feng family, and he is worthy of the respect of future generations no matter how he was alive, so there is no need to have inscriptions and epitaphs to record his life, and their lives do not need to be commented on by future generations. “

The Taoist priest nodded approvingly: "The ancestors of your Feng family can see it clearly, people die like lights going out, and there is really no need for future generations to comment on the merits, just refer to it." There are no changes in the world, how can there be black and white things, there are causes for right and wrong, good and bad are two and a half, even saints will make mistakes, let alone ordinary people. At the beginning of people, their nature is good, their sex is similar and their habits are far away, everyone is bare-assed, and their eyes are closed to lie down, and there is no difference in essence. No matter what kind of person, no matter what kind of life, in fact, it is all the same - they are all forced out, they are all forced out. ”

didn't hear the words of the Taoist priest, Feng Zixuan said respectfully: "The seniors are Mingjian, and the younger generations are taught." ”

patted him on the shoulder, his eyes turned to Feng Zihan's tombstone, the Taoist priest's heart was flooded with that chubby figure, and he secretly sighed in his heart.

In this world, apart from my stupid apprentice, who else can hear Lao Tzu's sense of humor?

Lamentable.

Alas!