When they were children, Zu Ling and Xiaoyu often didn't have much time to communicate with other people except for playing with the civet cat Tiantian, which had a lot to do with Zu Ling's character and talent.

When the ancestral spirit was born, it experienced a death tribulation, and at that time, the ancestral spirit did not have any breath, as if it was a dead baby. Just when everyone regretted that the ancestral spirit had no hope, Yun Meng desperately didn't let go, and after about a few breaths, the ancestral spirit miraculously opened his eyes and came to life without warning, shocking others.

Since childhood, Zuling is different, and those eyes reveal all kinds of vicissitudes, which is very incompatible with that young age, not only looking at people and things, but also far beyond his peers in terms of thinking. Sometimes, even adults are unable to react, and everything is done with extraordinary perfection.

Although everyone thinks that this child is given to them by God, and the neighbors want their children to learn from him, but often the children who are different are the objects of everyone's exclusion, not only do not get along with him, but also scold him for being a monster, maybe this is the case with the cold in the high places.

Zu Ling didn't pay attention to this title, and these little children will only make him feel naïve, he often haunts alone, in addition to hunting with his father, spiritual power, combat skills, sword intent, all dabbling. Not only is his talent super high and his growth is extremely fast, but at the age of his teens, his cultivation has already reached the strength of the soul realm.

In fact, the ancestral spirit did not dare to expose his true cultivation to the public's field of vision, and the ancestral spirit, who had long understood the sophistication of human feelings, slowly faded his figure out of everyone's field of vision.

Later, when he had a younger brother, his parents called Zu Ling the great spirit and Zu Yu as the little jade.

Zu Ling spends a lot of his time with him, and although his younger brother can grow up healthily, the people around him rarely play with him, all because of his elder brother.

Once, when someone said that his dearest brother was a monster, Zuyu suddenly turned red and fought, and as a result, of course, his face was blue and purple. When Zu Ling asked why, the family was silent. That was the first time that Zu Ling showed an angry expression, both parents knew the true strength of Zu Ling, that was a strong person in the Soul Spirit Realm, and they were all facing children who had just stepped into the Wang Ling Realm, and the difference between the two was 108,000 miles, so naturally they could not avenge their children.

In the end, it was his father Zu Xu who grabbed Zu Ling and taught him to control his emotions.

I'm afraid, this is also the only shortcoming of the ancestral spirit.

Zu Ling knew that his younger brother was still angry, so he took his younger brother to the place where he used to cultivate, which was a mountain top, covered with a layer of grass, and on the other side of the mountain, there were occasionally a few brilliant stars.

In the past, Zuyu was always facing endless nights, how could he see this situation, he was naturally ecstatic, and he didn't sleep all night.

The two agreed that as long as there was anything to worry about, they would come to the top of this mountain to see the stars.

This originally happy family was cracked because of a piece of news.

I don't know why, my father wanted to leave here, and my mother wanted to stop me, but my father had already made up his mind to go, and he didn't stop my father, and at the same time put the guardian of my mother and younger brother on the body of the ancestral spirit, and my mother looked forward to my father's return every day.

Two years have passed, and there is still no news from my father, at that time, the ancestral spirit had just stepped into the Yang Spirit Realm, and when he saw his mother, who was getting weaker and weaker, his heart was like a knife, so he secretly vowed to bring his father over.

The rest of the matter was hastily explained to the eight-year-old Zuyu, and instructed that he would definitely come back within three years.

But I didn't expect that the next year, my father's bad news would come here.

......

Zu Yu nodded, only when he was with his brother would he show his wounds and confide in his heartache.

The two of them came to the top of the mountain that they had not seen for a long time, and lay down comfortably, facing the wide sky with occasional stars, as if their heartache had been naturally soothed, and nothing around them disturbed them, except for one or two faint insect chirps, everything seemed very calm.

It didn't take long for Zu Yu's eyes to get smaller and smaller, and in the end, he slept quietly, perhaps because he was too sleepy these days.

The next morning, the two woke up on the grass, and it was nearly noon, and they walked side by side along the old path and went down the mountain.

Although Zu Yu was only a teenager, he had already practiced some skills over the years, and excitedly told Qin Lingtian some stories and encountered them, as if he was taking on the task of prey on himself in order to catch up with Qin Lingtian.

Originally, Qin Lingtian still wanted to go by himself, after all, Zu Yu was still very young, but when he saw Zu Yu's expectant eyes, Qin Lingtian suddenly found that Zu Yu in the past three years had grown up, and he was no longer that little one, and he could already stand alone and be a strong man in life.

The moment Qin Lingtian nodded, an indescribable excitement appeared on Zu Yu's face.

After Zu Yu left, Qin Lingtian recalled the voice that woke him up yesterday, as if he was saying, "Learn the method of fusion!"

"The method of fusion, what is that?" Qin Lingtian, who was a little confused, didn't find any useful information in his memory of the ancestral spirit, as if he was like a passerby, this memory was only once......

Later, I really didn't have a clue, so I could only go to the house of the patriarch's grandfather, maybe he could give me an explanation.

The distance between the houses was very close, and Qin Lingtian had already walked to the door in less than half a cup of tea.

I just wanted to knock on the door, but I found that the patriarch's grandfather was having a guest, and the fingers that were about to touch were slowly lowered.

Qin Lingtian decided to wait at the door for a while, maybe the next moment, they wouldn't finish speaking.

As a result, at this moment, Qin Lingtian had been waiting for a stick of incense so far, and the two of them had a very happy conversation, if no one bothered, it was estimated that there would be no problem with another stick of incense.

This made Qin Lingtian a little distressed, and it just so happened that the second uncle Zu Chong was lifting a 10,000-pound boulder and passing by from a distance, as if he was helping Pei Qianbao build a new home.

Qin Lingtian, who was leaning against the wall with the grass roots in his mouth, thought about it, spit out the grass roots, and quickly caught up with Zu Chong.

"Bang!" When Zu Chong put the last stone on top, he felt that the earth was trembling.

"Wind, how is it? Just take it in your hand, it's like nature, doesn't it look very tasteful......" patted his dusty palm, and enthusiastically arched the wind next to him with his shoulder, Zu Chong smiled with satisfaction.

Feng, who had just cleaned up from his old home, looked at the rocky cave in front of him in a daze, his face turned blue instantly, he closed his eyes, and calmed down his rising anger a little.

And Zu Chong didn't pay any attention to the change in Feng's complexion, and still chattered his thoughts in front of him.......

This, Qin Lingtian, who had just caught up, was sweating all over his face, not to mention whether he had taste or not, no matter which aspect he could really see, it was a casual ride. Seeing this, while Uncle Feng could still control his temper, he pulled Zu Chong out with one hand, and hurriedly said, "Uncle Feng, I have something to do with Uncle Chong, so let's go first!"

forcibly pulled Uncle Chong, who was still talking about his views, and left quickly.

"Da Ling, your face is much better, yesterday we jumped a few uncles. Zu Chong felt that Qin Lingtian's behavior was very strange, and he didn't think much about it, he paid more attention to Qin Lingtian's breath, and said with relief.

The thin figure in front of him paused even though it was just a simple sentence of concern and a few numbers, but Qin Lingtian was greatly touched, and his heart jumped suddenly.

I didn't know what to say for a while, but I just nodded.

"Just now you said that you have something to do with me? Although you said that Uncle Chong doesn't have any hobbies, he likes to help people. The confident Zu Chong straightened his body and patted his chest and said.

Qin Lingtian, who was still a little moved, also smiled bitterly when he heard this, swallowed his saliva, and didn't know whether to tell him or not.

Is a dead horse a living horse?

"Uncle, I want to ask if you know what the method of fusion is?" Raising his head, Qin Lingtian's expression gradually became serious, and he asked very seriously.

This question instantly stumped Zu Chong, sat cross-legged on the side, touched his chin with his rough palm, and frowned in thought.

For a long time, Uncle Chong's brows didn't open, and after about half a cup of tea, Uncle Chong made a move, stood up, smiled at Qin Lingtian, and smiled embarrassedly: "I don't know either." ”

Qin Lingtian, whose face was full of black lines, was also speechless, he actually pinned his hopes on the most unreliable person, which had a lot to do with himself.

"However, you go and ask the third child, he reads a lot, you should know. Although he had no way to answer Qin Lingtian's question, Zu Chong still gave Qin Lingtian a feasible suggestion.

It's just a little hard.

These Qin Lingtian also thought that Uncle Heng was contaminated with wine, and every day was half-asleep and half-awake, listening to Zu Yu say that since his father's death, Uncle Heng began to do this.

"Okay, thank you, uncle, I'll go to Uncle Heng. Qin Lingtian looked at Uncle Chong, who was still staring at him, and immediately responded.

Uncle Chong turned and walked towards Xiong Yuan's house.

"Let's go once, maybe Uncle Heng will really have the answer. The godless eyes gradually regained their look, rubbed his forehead, and muttered softly.

From time to time, Qin Lingtian passed by the patriarch's grandfather's house, shook his head helplessly, and walked towards a peach orchard.

The scenery here is very pleasant, the peach blossoms are clustered, competing to open, the air is full of the fragrance of peach blossoms, and the faint elegance contains a hint of sweetness.

There is a small pavilion in the center of the lake, which is the best viewing place here, although it is only built with ordinary wood, but with the natural and harmonious scenery here, it is perfectly integrated, and there is a feeling of natural and ingenious workmanship.

Looking far away, there was indeed a figure of a person in the small pavilion, with big eyes and a closer look, it was indeed Uncle Heng.