"Do you know why I'm doing this to Little Jin Muyan?"

In Feng Yuan's mind, Qin Ruyun's voice sounded.

Feng Yuan turned his head to look at Qin Ruyun, but saw that her face was calm and unwavering, and she turned a blind eye to Feng Yuan's gaze.

But the voice Feng Yuan heard was undoubtedly her transmission.

The art of sound transmission can only be used by monks in the rain realm. However, the main point is not cultivation.

It's the strength of the cultivator's divine soul. The reason why there is such a clamp is that when you reach the Rain Transformation Realm, your soul grows simultaneously.

When it grows to a certain extent, it can be transmitted to others.

Qin Ruyun is now transmitting the voice to Feng Yuan, naturally not to show off his skills. It's for the sake of secrecy.

Xiao Jin Muyan was beside him, and Qin Ruyun was not good at speaking directly. No matter what, it's always bad to talk to people's faces.

Feng Yuan thought about it, this question, he really wanted to know.

Why is Qin Ruyun so cold to a person, but he is so partial to this alien.

However, although he was curious, there was a technical problem in it.

Qin Ruyun could transmit the voice to Feng Yuan and ask him this question.

But Feng Yuan is just practicing the Qi Realm, although with the strength of his divine soul, it is not impossible to transmit the sound back.

But Feng Yuan naturally wouldn't do that. But no cultivator of the Qi Realm can possess the strength of the Divine Soul of the Rain Transformation Realm.

So, my Miss Qin. You can tell me what you think, but how do I tell you what I think?

Feng Yuan still looked at Qin Ruyun with empty eyes, thinking so.

Fortunately, Qin Ruyun didn't plan to understand what Feng Yuan thought.

Another transmission came, and in Feng Yuan's mind, Qin Ruyun's voice sounded again.

"We in Qingyang City have a grudge against the Jin people. They killed our fellow citizens, and that is unforgivable. So when my father led people into this secret realm, slaughtered the Jin people, and even exterminated the Jin people, I also felt that there was nothing to do. ”

"However, when I met Kim Mu-yan, I figured it out. It is true that we have a grudge between the two sides, but it is not like this, and we must wipe out the Jin clan. The people who killed our fellow Spirit Clan were only some of the Jin tribe. ”

"This may include the Jin patriarch, as well as the warriors who participated in the battle, such as that Jin Yi. They deserve to be damned, I don't deny it. But apart from them, the rest of the Jin people are innocent. But because of the stupid actions of the clansmen, they became the fish in the pond that were affected. ”

"It's so unfair to them. This is the case with Xiao Jin Muyan. He's just a kid, what can he do to kill our fellow man? He's innocent. All the other Jin children are also innocent. ”

"But then, all of them are gone. In the entire Jin clan, only Jin Muyan was left. He lost loved ones, lost his family. We are all responsible for this. And this is not supposed to be. ”

"So now, I want to make up for it more and be kind to Xiao Jin Muyan. In this way, it can be regarded as atonement. ”

A large number of transmissions kept coming into Feng Yuan's mind. Although it is a sound transmission, it also hides the emotions of the voice transmitter.

Feng Yuan clearly felt that there was a trace of emotion mixed with Qin Ruyun's voice from beginning to end.

That's regret, guilt, and sympathy. The first two are Qin Ruyun's own. Finally, it is the compassion for Jin Muyan.

Feng Yuan was Qin Ruyun's side-eye. I can't see that under Qin Ruyun's cold appearance, there is still such a hot intestine.

"Don't think about it so much, I don't blame you. Feng Yuan said directly.

Qin Ruyun was still silent, but after all, he still opened his thin lips lightly and said, "Thank you." ”

She said so much to Feng Yuan, although she wanted Feng Yuan to understand what she was doing for.

But at the same time, I also hope that someone can listen to her heart and relieve the pressure in her heart.

Feng Yuan smiled slightly. Jin Muyan tilted his head, not knowing what the two were talking about.

"The ancestral hall has arrived. ”

Arriving at a house, Jin Muyan stopped and said.

Feng Yuan and Qin Ruyun nodded, and without him saying it, they could also see that the room in front of them was unusual.

Unlike the other houses in the palace, they were bright gold, no matter how big or small, whether they were bungalows or roofs.

But at this time, the bungalow in front of them was not very big, but it was an ordinary adobe brick and tile.

There must be a demon when things go wrong, and there is such a house here that is incompatible with the surrounding environment.

Even if Jin Muyan didn't say anything, Feng Yuan planned to ask him what this house was used for.

Since he said it first, this is the ancestral hall of the Jin clan, it also saves Feng Yuan a lot of effort.

"Let's go inside. Qin Ruyun said.

"A lot of gold beads!"

As soon as he stepped into the ancestral hall, Feng Yuan's eyes couldn't help but flash.

This ancestral hall doesn't look big, but there are many tablets on the platform inside. Layer upon layer, all of them are the ancestors of the Jin family.

According to the tradition of the Jin people, together with the tablet, the gold beads offered by the tablet during his lifetime are offered.

Feng Yuan saw at a glance that there were all densely packed, at least dozens of them.

Feng Yuan led the team, and when searching in the south of the secret realm, he didn't get half of that number in total.

Moreover, the quality of the gold beads obtained is also uneven, from the first order of the lower grade, to the first order of the upper grade, gradually decreasing.

What Feng Yuan saw now was that the golden beads that could be placed in the ancestral hall were either the patriarchs of the Jin clan in the past, or the elders who were highly respected.

The entire ancestral hall was illuminated by the golden light released by these gold beads.

"Where are the heirlooms you are talking about?"

Qin Ruyun asked Jin Muyandao.

From the moment he entered this ancestral hall, he looked absent-minded, looking down at the ground with a fixed gaze.

"Ahh That's it!"

Summoned back to his senses by Qin Ruyun, Jin Muyan was a little flustered, and pointed to an object in the middle of the platform and said.

Feng Yuan and Qin Ruyun looked at each other, and only then did they notice. In addition to the golden beads on the platform, there was this thing.

The object was also spherical, but it was larger than those gold beads, almost the size of a fist of Feng Yuan.

And other than that, the ball is not golden, but an earthy yellow color.

No, looking at the tiny cracks on its surface, it's clearly just a ball of dirt.

This point corresponds to the style of this ancestral hall.

I didn't expect that the so-called heirloom treasure of the Jin clan was actually just a ball of earth.

Feng Yuan thought in his heart. But he didn't say it.

It was not only to take care of Jin Muyan's emotions, but also to see Qin Ruyun's face.

At this time, Jin Muyan had a tearful expression, looking very sad.

"Sister Qin, you go out first. I'd like to worship my ancestors alone, is that okay?"

Jin Muyan said.

(End of chapter)