After a while, the remaining wine in the altar was drunk by Yu Fan, plus what he drank before, I am afraid that it will be a pound and a half.

With a bang, the wine jar fell, and Yu Guosheng took it in his hand at will.

"Ah......h

Yu Fan raised his head and roared, the clothes on his upper body suddenly scattered and cracked, and the pen pinned to his chest turned into a brush and fell into Yu Guosheng's hand, and the golden light loomed, as if there was a sense of joy.

I saw Yu Fan ** with his upper body, sitting cross-legged in the void, his eyes closed, and he was in a cultivation state.

The aura in the body passes through the acupuncture points and interacts with the aura between heaven and earth. Immediately afterward, a whirlpool visible to the naked eye gradually formed above the Qi Sea Cave, and it had a tendency to expand. Then, on the exposed acupoints such as the middle of the body, the middle of the people, and the divine gate, there were spiritual energy vortices.

Gradually, a storm of aura blew around Yu Fan, completely submerging his body.

Looking inside, it can be seen that there is a bundle of thick red lines in Yu Fan's body, connecting everywhere, which is the only remaining Ren vein in Yu Fan.

Then, a blue light spread out from the sea of qi, through the sea of qi to the middle of the body, and then through the divine gate, the sea of blood to the end of the limbs of the valley and the spring, and then rushed up, along the tail on the spine, the gate of life to the human acupoint, all these did not belong to the Ren vein.

As soon as he was in full swing, he wanted to break the last shackles of the Baihui Acupoint.

Yu Fan's face was hideous, his muscles were violent, and the severe pain he endured now was even worse than the pain caused by Yu Guosheng's previous palm.

The aura storm continued, causing the surrounding bonfires to let out a roaring sound, and the flames deflected, and there was a tendency to burn. Seeing this, Yu Guosheng just gently put down the wine glass, and the bonfire returned to its previous shape.

Time passed little by little, Yu Fan never managed to break through the Baihui acupoint above his head, and every time he impacted, it seemed that there was a moat in front of him, making all his efforts in vain. His face was flushed, blood was spilling from the corners of his mouth, and his body was like celadon, with dense cracks, as if it would shatter into a slag at the slightest touch.

"Hey......"

Granny Qiu sighed lightly, her face showed a trace of unbearable, her thin palm was slightly raised, trembling slightly, and she wanted to end it all for him.

Everyone was worried and silent.

"Whew......"

Suddenly, the cub appeared on the altar and let out a wolf howl at the moon, which meant that a lone wolf howled at the moon. But what is it calling for?

Yu Guosheng picked up the wine glass and shook his head at Granny Qiu. As for whether the white jade palms in the gloves trembled, the wine in the cup could be glimpsed.

As the sound of the wolf howl sounded, the cracks on Yu Fan's body seemed to be even worse, and blood was splattered, dyeing the cyan aura storm around him into blood.

The wind roared, and the momentum became even greater.

Yu Fan was stunned and devoted himself to cultivation. He had a hunch that if he couldn't make a breath and break through the Baihui Acupoint while the aura overflowed and the sea of qi was agitating, he was afraid that the upper limit of his cultivation would be greatly restricted. There is even a high risk of losing one's life because of this.

"Break, break my ......" In my whole mind, only this one sentence was circling repeatedly.

Suddenly, the blue light gushed out from the Baihui acupoint, and the aura storm stopped abruptly at a certain node, and penetrated into his body along the acupoints around his body, and disappeared in an instant.

"Ahh......h

On the ground, Yu Fan opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, spraying it on the bonfire, making a sizzling sound. His expression was very sluggish, but he couldn't hide the smile on his face. Through the blood realm, build the foundation of the great success.

Yu Guosheng gently lifted him, so that he landed firmly on the seat.

"Good! good!" said the village chief, who was overjoyed, raised his glass and walked over to this side.

The faces of the people were happy, and the words of beauty were endless.

But he saw Yu Guosheng slam the wine glass on the table, and said angrily: "Nonsense! One pound is enough, why waste it, so reckless, how can we rest assured?"

"Second brother, you can't say that, Xiao Fan's move is just to ensure that nothing goes wrong. The third aunt said.

"Yes, yes, with such the courage to die and be reborn, only then can you achieve a great cause on the road of cultivating immortals. The second master said.

“......”

A few more people spoke, mostly in words of persuasion.

Yu Guosheng was ashamed and said: "Fan'er's move is too reckless, and everyone has been worried about him for a long time, and he really lacks thought." ”

"Guosheng has a good teaching, whether it is Xuan'er or Fan'er, it is the color of the leader, it is really the blessing of my Yu family, come and come, the old man will give you a cup. The village chief smiled.

After a short rest, Yu Fan's face improved, and he was secretly proud.

But he heard Yu Guosheng say again: "In the world, there are so many leaders, and Uncle Mo wants to blind his eyes, so that some people are complacent and get carried away, so as to invite trouble." ”

looked at Yu Fan again, and said sternly: "After today, don't drink alcohol unless necessary, and you can't weigh your own share." ”

"Uh......" At this point, Yu Fan realized that his father-in-law was mentioning himself, not blindly belittling himself. But would he really get carried away? Thinking about all the encounters in Xin'an City, Yu Fan quickly threw this thought out of his mind.

There are many masters outside, how can I have the opportunity to get carried away as a rookie who has just stepped into the cultivation world?

"Come on, come on, eat and drink well......"

After three rounds of wine, the five flavors of food are known, and it is time to finally usher in the sacrificial ceremony that Yu Fan has been longing for.

It stands to reason that it is not advisable to eat more at night, but there is nothing ordinary in this, and it is done occasionally, so naturally I will not mind much.

After all the cups, plates, tables and chairs were collected, everyone returned to the room.

"Yes, the clothes have been sewn for you, but I thought you would never wear them. Granny Qiu knocked on Yu Fan's door, flipped her palm, and a delicate white robe appeared in her hand and handed it over, with a smile on her face.

Yu Fan gently rubbed the gorgeous clothes in his hand, his expression was reminiscing, and he wanted to speak again.

After a while, everyone dressed in gorgeous clothes appeared in front of the altar, looking a little excited.

Everything in front of him seems to confirm what Yu Fan saw in his dream.

After everyone stood still, the village chief suddenly appeared on the altar, **sacred, and said: "In the blink of an eye, we have been living here, and nineteen years have passed. After tonight, there will be no more villages, and we will return to the ancestral land and perform sacrifices again. ”

After speaking, with a wave of his sleeves, Yu Fan only felt that time and space were reversed, and in a moment, he fell into endless darkness.

So far, the villages that have risen overnight have been empty overnight, leaving some indelible legends in these remote mountain villages.

"Puff ......"

With the sound of a few flames burning, the surroundings suddenly lit up.

There are no mud tiles, no bonfires, stone houses, stone trees, and even candlesticks for lighting. However, Yu Fan was not surprised by all this, because this was his dream!

Needless to say, a group of white-robed figures sang ancient songs and danced in the moonlight.

Yu Fan followed and sang in a low voice:

"The earth is against its house,

The water goes to its ravine,

Insects don't do anything,

The grass and trees belong to their own. ”

The ballad is simple, both a prayer and a command, a wish and a curse. It reflects the deep suffering of the ancestors who were hit by natural disasters, and also reflects their optimism that natural disasters can be eliminated through songs.

In today's society, the prayers of our ancestors have been fully fulfilled. But this heritage is still preserved in this ancient clan.

The village head, no, should be called the high priest.

To the sound of drums, the high priest appeared in full costume, stood in front of the incense table full of tribute, lit three incense candles, and inserted them on the incense burner.

After everyone bowed down to heaven and earth, the high priest spoke: "Nineteen years ago, this place was hit by a disaster, which caused some of my Yu disciples to fall, some of them were seriously injured, and some of them disappeared. This time of worship, I swear that we will return to the treasure land, pick up the burden on our shoulders again, and defend the people from the scourge of demon beasts......"

The high priest gushed and said much.

Suddenly, the high priest bowed to the cub beside Yu Fan and said, "Thank you for the kindness of the fairy lord, for giving Bai Ze the divine beast, and bless my descendants of the Yu family." ”

Yu Fan was startled, looked at the cub who was squatting on the ground, looking at the old god there, and then looked at the pattern embroidered on the robe, and suddenly realized: "No wonder when I first saw it, there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity, I see." ”

After the sacrifice, Yu Fan hesitated slightly, took the initiative to speak, and told what he saw in his dream, which was not much different from what happened nineteen years ago, but it lacked what happened after petrification. In the end, it was determined that all this was not a dream, but a picture engraved in the depths of Yu Fan's mind.

Suddenly, Yu Fan remembered something, and after thinking about it, he said, "Since the dream is true, then it is very likely that I have seen one of them." ”

"Who?" said in unison.

Yu Fan looked at the third aunt and said, "Yu Zichen, although there have been some changes in his appearance from youth to adulthood, there has not changed much, so it may be him." ”

"Where is he?" said the third aunt hurriedly.

"Xin'an City, Haotian Security Company, but I'm not sure if it's him, because he doesn't call Yu Zichen. ”

"What's his name now?"

"Bai Ru!"

With a bang, the third aunt has disappeared from the place and embarked on the road of finding her son. The urgency of the character can be seen.

This night, the third aunt went out of the mountain.

It's just that there is one more thing, which seems to have been verified.

The stone demon appeared, the disaster star came, and the hexagram recorded in the dream was deeply remembered by Yu Fan.

Yu Fan smiled bitterly: "It turns out that I am the disaster star, no wonder my luck is so bad." ”