Duanmu Han was choking and roaring all night, no one could hear what he was saying, and Mentor Luo outside didn't go in to say anything more, allowing Duanmu Han to pour out the grievances and grief in his heart inside.

After the night, the sun rose as usual, and the morning glow was brilliant and sprinkled on the mountains, which made people feel warm, but it was sad to shine on the remnants of the village full of blood.

The door opened, and Duanmu Han walked out, his face full of tears, but it was obvious that his eyes were no longer as cloudy as before, but had a look of determination.

"Mentor Luo, can people be resurrected after death?" Duanmu Han asked softly.

"This..."

Mentor Luo was stunned, he didn't expect Xia Zixuan to ask such a question, let alone him, I'm afraid no one in the world can say it clearly.

"Maybe, maybe not. ”

Duanmu Han was puzzled, what is this answer, if you can, if you can, if you can't, you can't: "Please ask Mentor Luo to solve my doubts." ”

"The cycle of life and death is the most mysterious thing in the world, I haven't heard of anyone who can do it in ancient times, saying that there is this possibility, that is a legend, it is rumored that monks practice to the extreme and become holy, maybe they can change the world and condense the ...... of life and death."

"It's just a saint, it's too far away. ”

Mentor Luo said, these are all well-known, the cycle of life and death, no one can tell, it is too mysterious, and no one has confirmed it in ancient times.

However, it is rumored that the saint, known as immortal and immortal, is with heaven and earth, can change the heavens and the earth, manipulate everything in the world, and can do anything, but no one has ever seen it, let alone heard of anyone who has cultivated to that realm, so in the end they all think that it is just a legendary realm, how can mortals reach it.

"Saint?"

Duanmu Han whispered, looking at the ruined villages around him, looking at the blood stains remaining on the ground, his heart was settled, his eyes became more and more resolute, he wanted to practice hard, to the extreme of this cultivation path, he wanted to be holy, he wanted to resurrect everyone.

"Master Luo, I want to practice, I want to become stronger, if there is no saint in the world, let me strive to become the first person. ”

Duanmu Han almost shouted out, at this moment, this has become his belief, extremely firm, practice, he is extremely eager at this time.

Mentor Luo looked at Duanmu Han standing at the intersection, bathed in golden sunlight, shining brightly, as if there was some kind of charm, he felt the belief in Duanmu Han's heart, knowing that this young man had come out of grief, and what he had to do in the future was to cash in on his cultivation talent.

Putting down the grief in his heart, Duanmu Han's mind became much lighter, his eyes became clear, but he did not return to the Taoist Academy, leaving Tutor Luo, he walked to the ancestral hall in the depths of the village, located at the foot of the mountain, far away from the village, but he escaped the catastrophe and preserved it in good condition.

"My father once said that night that the ancestral hall retains the most important secrets of our Duanmu clan, which can help the Duanmu clan become stronger, but it is not allowed to be taken out until the last moment, and now I am the only one left, so let me take it out and use it. ”

Duanmu Han secretly said in his heart, his father is the patriarch of this generation, and naturally holds the most important secret of the Duanmu clan, because the Duanmu clan has existed for a long time, and it was also a well-known ethnic group in the Dao world for a long time, but it was later defeated for some reason, resulting in the catastrophe of the extermination of the clan.

The ancestral hall is not very large, and the placement inside is also very simple, there are ancestral tablets of the Duanmu clan for generations, and there are only a few tables and chairs around, and there is nothing else.

"What is the secret of the Duanmu clan that my father said?"

Duanmuhan searched around, banged on the floor, climbed to the roof, searched every corner, and found nothing.

"Only the last place left is missing. ”

Duanmu Han finally looked at the tablets above, and he hit his mind here.

"Please forgive me, ancestors. ”

After Duanmu Han's big ceremony, he started to search, there are a total of five layers of altars here, one layer at a time, no harvest, and at this time, when he wanted to find the top tablet, there was a soft sound, there was a texture behind the tablet, which was very familiar, and it was the family emblem that the Duanmu clan often saw.

It is a Taiji emblem just like the book recorded, but there are more patterns around, but the yin and yang differentiation is missing two yin and yang eyes, even so, it seems to have some magical charm.

"Child, you have to remember that this family emblem is the spiritual symbol of our Duanmu clan, and it is passed down from generation to generation. ”

Duanmu Han looked stunned, what his father said to him in the past echoed in his ears, and he thought about it a lot.

"But what is the use of this family emblem, which can be related to the continuation of a clan?"

Duanmu Han was puzzled, he watched carefully, and he was also recalling, maybe his father had said it before, maybe he had forgotten.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, as if there was such a scene, in previous years, in the triennial clan sacrifice, his father, who was the patriarch, would drip a few drops of blood with several elders of the old generation, and then pour it on a picture printed with the clan emblem, is it .....

Duanmu Han thought, maybe that's it, just do it when you think of it, Duanmu Han found a dagger in the ancestral hall, looked at the family emblem, cut his fingers, and immediately blood flowed down, all poured on the family emblem.

At this time, a strange thing happened, I saw Duanmu Han's blood poured on the family emblem, as if it had its own spirituality, the blood gathered together, spread along the lines of the entire family emblem, and suddenly dyed this palm-sized family emblem red.

"It really works?"

Duanmu Han was surprised, at this time, the entire clan emblem was glowing with a faint light, very brilliant, and in the red light, the curve in the middle of the clan emblem was brilliant, and it began to slowly separate to both sides, revealing a small platform below.

"It's ....."

It was a small square table, not very big, only a small bowl, there was liquid flowing in the bowl, Duanmu Han took it up and looked at it, and was very surprised, this is a bowl of blood, very red, a little bit of crystal luster is flashing, very clear.

"This is blood, how can there be a bowl of blood here, when was it placed here?!"

Duanmu Han looked surprised and puzzled, and there were all kinds of doubts in his heart, however, the mutation reappeared, and the blood in the bowl began to gurgle and bubble, and then it began to boil.

Duanmu Han's vision was shocked, and he put down the bowl in his hand, not knowing what would happen next.

The blood in the bowl was boiling, and blood bubbles were brewing in the middle from time to time, getting bigger and bigger, and suddenly, with a pop, the blood bubbles in the middle exploded, and a terrifying thing happened, because a figure slowly emerged from it.

"This...."

In the final analysis, no matter how mature Duanmu was in the past, he was also extremely frightened and a little frightened at this time, and he really didn't know whether the measures he had just taken were good or bad.

Just when Duanmu Han was frightened, the figure that emerged from the blood bubble began to emerge, it was an old face, white hair and long beard, wearing a green shirt, very elegant, but he let out a sigh: "Alas, is it this time after all, can't the Duanmu clan avoid the decline?"

Duanmu Han listened to the sigh of the person in the blood bubble, a little inexplicable, the tension and panic in his heart disappeared, and when he looked at the old man, he actually felt a sense of intimacy, as if he was facing a loved one.