The farmer's night was the sweetest night of sleep. I had no idea what was going on that night. In my dream, I dreamed of my long-lost father. Happily get together and talk about the future and life.

By the time I woke up, it was already twelve o'clock in the afternoon of the next day. Tian Ping, who was in the realm of Shengongqu, complained: "Is this guy a pig? So sleepable? Such a big thing happened, and he didn't even know about it? And made us scared for a night, farmer, you damn bastard!"

Tian Qing smiled and said to his sister Tian Ping: "The most restful sleep we enjoyed before seemed to him to be a dream. But last night, he was finally able to sleep peacefully. What are we afraid of for a night?"

Yun Beizhi and the feng shui master, who had already returned to Chen Song's side, saw this scene, and the feng shui master smiled and said: "This may be the farmer's most restful sleep and the most down-to-earth sleep in the past ten years." Only in your own home, even if there is danger, it is the most reliable sleep. That's what home feels like. ”

Yun Beizhi muttered: "If it weren't for the nongkang who can cultivate, he wouldn't have seen the sun today." ”

Chen Song said without raising his head: "I found that you are a little paranoid! Even if there is no nongkang's blocking, there is still Tian Qing! Tian Ping! Not to mention that the farmer still has a killer weapon on his body, do you think he really has no defense!"

The feng shui master was taken aback, "You mean the farmer's golden crow flame?

"Hehe! Magical powers? This is what Yun Beizhi told you? That's not magical powers. The farmer has obtained a three-inch-long golden crow skeleton, and after a long period of recuperation, he has begun to resurrect!"

Chen Song said with a smile: "If it hadn't been for Nongkang last night, Wang Qin would have died a long time ago! But Nongkang seems to be hiding some secrets? Especially yesterday, after the farmer gave him a drink of grass spirit liquid, he went into the bathhouse to take a bath. Actually, he didn't take a shower at all, and the weird thing was that my consciousness couldn't enter. This Nongkang will be a hidden king with your husband, that is, Tian Qing's brother. I hope this king bomb is not aimed at me, otherwise, the principle of not killing people on this planet will be broken. ”

The Moon Shadow Standing Behind him, the city lord of the Moon Shadow City, was stunned for a moment!

Chen Song said after a long time: "Actually, you are a failed woman! If you sincerely follow Tian Qing's brother, even if you want to leave the earth, I guess it will not be difficult!"

Yun Beizhi took a long time before responding: "I didn't expect that the water in this dilapidated Fengwa Village and Gaowa Village would be so deep? I thought it was just Wang Qin doing the trick, who could have predicted what the end would be? ”

When the farmer woke up, he said to his uncle, "Uncle, today I will go to the grave of my parents to pay respects, and then I will go to the ancestral hall of the farmer's house.

Nong Kang still looked like an old man, and said softly: "Let's go and see your parents! As for going to the ancestral hall of the farmer's house, let's go again in three days! By the way, put the tablet of your parents into the main hall of the ancestral hall of the farmer's ancestral hall." ”

The farmer thought about it, and moved his parents' tablets to be the right thing to do after all. Three days later, three days later! I didn't think much about it, and I went out.

Since the farmer's parents died at a young age, their graves were far from the village, at least thirty miles away. It's rare to be idle, and you don't have to think about anything. and his sister Wang Qin also officially turned her face, and everything seemed to become clear.

As for the future cultivation path, it doesn't matter if you can't leave the earth or not. As long as Chen Song leaves safely. Before leaving, he asked him to store a little chaotic qi in his Divine Gong Qu Realm, which was enough for his own cultivation.

When I came to the grave of my parents, I was surprised that the grave was clean. There was not even a trace of weeds, and the two graves were three feet apart. At the same time, there are tombstones, which are carved with sober patterns.

The farmer first burned some incense paper, put boiled chickens, ducks and fruits and other offerings, and added some water and wine from time to time. Then he knelt down in front of the graves of his parents and knelt for three minutes before sitting on the side of the tombstone. Touching the tombstone pattern with his fingers little by little, the true yuan aura naturally flowed from his fingertips.

When the farmer really looked closely at these patterns, it was just some ordinary line drawings of the bottom of the mountains and valleys, and from time to time there were one or two birds, animals, etc. Of course, there are also village houses and so on. Even on closer inspection, in the blurred pattern in the distance, it is clear that it is a lively market.

After the true yuan aura on the fingertips slowly fused, I found that the content of this pattern seemed to be like a city. Under the nourishment of aura, it becomes more vivid and vivid. Even the fluctuation of the divine soul can feel the slow movement of the birds in the tombstone.

This discovery made the farmer excited. In an instant, the injection of True Yuan Spiritual Qi was increased, and even a few drops of essence blood were dropped on the tombstone.

Suddenly, the pattern on the tombstone turned into wisps of smoke and entered the farmer's dantian. The farmer's consciousness was immersed in his dantian, and he saw that the smoke slowly turned into mountains and fields, village houses, and ancient buildings that exuded ancient simplicity and were huge and mighty.

Wander through the village fields, a barren area. The village houses look very old, and the houses made of stones exude the ancient atmosphere of time and years.

With the return of the true yuan aura in the farmer's body, gradually the ancient villages, houses, markets and city-states in the dantian became lively. The rooster crows in the mulberry tree, and the dog barks outside the firewood garden.

As the scope of the resurrection of the ancient city-state in the dantian became larger and larger, he gradually felt that the true yuan aura in his body was exhausted. The farmer drank the grass spirit liquid drop by drop, and the vigorous wood spirit qi seemed to be prepared for the resurrection of this ancient city-state.

Just when the farmer wanted to raise his palm to try how powerful his punch was after the ancient city-state was generated in his dantian, his uncle's voice sounded in his mind.

"Don't try! I finally got rid of the harassment of Wang Qin and other forces, and if you try this time, you will have to fall into it again. And this is just a preparation for the repair and reconstruction of your dantian after it is shattered, and it won't exert much power before it is recast. Also, do you think Wang Qin and they will let you go like this?"

The farmer looked at the patterns on the tombstone, but after the True Yuan Spiritual Qi was exhausted, these patterns were just the most ordinary patterns! At the same time, after listening to his uncle Nong Kang's words, he also realized that his disaster had not yet begun.

Wang Qin's crazy revenge has not yet begun. If you are so naïve to think that the grievances between yourself and Wang Qin have passed like this, then you are really an idiot!

"Hmph! want to abolish me completely? or my silent uncle, thought of it one step ahead. As long as I recast the dantian, it will be your death. ”

The farmer who returned to his uncle's house lived a leisurely life, eating and sleeping all day long. Under such warmth, the ancient city-states in the dantian also began to come alive. It's just that there will be no humans!

Three days later, led by his uncle Nong Kang, he went to the clan elder and showed him that the farmer wanted to move his parents' tablets into the main hall. The patriarch thought for a moment and said, "It's been more than ten years! The farmer is almost thirty years old! Then let's move it today!"

As soon as the patriarch opened the ancestral hall of the farmer's house, the farmer and his uncle Nong Kang had not yet entered the ancestral hall, only to see Wang Qin walking step by step holding a tablet.

The patriarch was stunned for a moment, and said slowly: "Wang Qin! I want to respect the ancestors of our peasant family! Don't make trouble here, otherwise everyone's faces will not look good." ”

Wang Qin smiled and said: "No matter what, the first husband is the carpenter with the most head and face in Fengwa Village and Gaowa Village. Am I like the kind of person who doesn't know right and wrong, and doesn't know how to be grateful? No matter what? The tablet in my hand, she was at least nominally Nongkang's wife in front of her, so let her enter the farmer's ancestral hall, I won't go too far!"

"Huh!"

The peasant family elder smiled and said: "I won't talk about this kind of excuse and reason! Everyone knows what you want to do." It's not interesting to say it, you are rampant and domineering in Fengwa Village, no one cares, that is because you didn't provoke someone specific. You'll be lucky enough to have escaped countless calamities, but if you dare to disturb my ancestors today, what will happen to you?

Then he turned around and walked into the ancestral hall of the farmer's house, and the farmer and Nongkang also walked in. The entire ancestral hall is clean and clean. Whether it's on the walls or on the panes, it's all spotless. The tablets of the ancestors are placed on tables of different heights in the main hall. The tablets are thirty centimeters apart, and an incense burner is placed in front of each tablet.

Even if it is to arrange the tablet in the main hall of the farmer's parents, the clan elder took the lead and lit three incense sticks in the incense burner in front of each tablet. Then the farmer followed and lit three sticks of incense in each incense burner. At this time, a strange scene appeared. I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, the cigarette burned by each incense burner slowly invaded the farmer's body.

Finally, in the ancient city-state in the dantian, a figure slowly condensed. Only the farmer himself knew all this, and even the clan elder and uncle Nong Kang did not know. Seeing this scene, the clan elder said with a smile.

"The farmer, this child has grown so big, and this is the first time he has come to the farmer's ancestral hall. I didn't expect the ancestor to appear, and this wisp of smoke that invaded your body was a sign of welcome to you. ”

Immediately, the voice of the clan elder sounded in the ancient city-state in the dantian, and everyone who entered the ancestral hall of the farmer's family would be born in the dantian where our farmer used to live, which was a legendary ancient city-state.

As long as it is condensed in the dantian, this legendary ancient city-state can be restored indefinitely no matter what kind of blow your dantian suffers in the future! If it has not been moved, then this ancient city-state will exude earth-shattering charm and truly become a legendary ancient god-state.

In this way, it will be easier to condense one's own godhead, and the greater the chance of cultivating to become a god. The farmer lit all the incense burners and gave them up one by one. Finally, he put his parents' tablets on the table in the middle row. Put the incense burner and light three sticks of incense. A pile of incense paper was burned, and offerings such as roasted chickens and ducks, fruits, and water and wine were placed.

As soon as the farmer was done, Wang Qin took the three black-clothed people into the ancestral hall and directly put the tablet of the farmer's aunt on the table in the middle. I lit three incense sticks indiscriminately, burned some incense paper at first, and then slowly walked out of the ancestral hall of the farmhouse.

The farmer continued to stay in the ancestral hall of the farmer's house for half an hour, and in the ancient city-state in the dantian, wisps of white spiritual energy began to flow to the limbs.

When the farmer walked out of the door of the ancestral hall, he had an extra woodcutter in his hand, and he held it behind his back with both hands.