Yin Zhong listened, thought for a while, and finally spoke: "You come with me!"

Yin Lin Duoya followed Yin Zhong to the back hall to nourish the heart, which is quiet and wonderful, and it is the most comfortable and suitable place for the entire Yin family house to nourish the heart and awaken the mind. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the pavilion, Yin Lin Duoya sat in front of the pavilion door, according to the clan rules, female dependents are not allowed to enter, she can enter this pavilion, it is already Yin Zhong made an exception, but this is also impossible, Yin Zhong as the patriarch, it stands to reason that the family position should be passed on to the son, but the son died early, only Yin Lin Duoya has a daughter, in this way, the family position must be passed on to the second son or second grandson, but the second son also died early, the second grandson is Yin Qi, although he is talented and intelligent, proficient in ancient arts, and the essence of the essence into the soul, but he admires Yin Lin Duoya's talent and ability, and is unwilling to take it, In this way, the other sons of the rank of rank gave in one after another, so that Yin Zhong could only temporarily regard Yin Lin Duoya as the heir of the clan. As a result, some of the taboos about men and women in the clan could only be broken for the first time after hundreds of years of preaching.

Yin Lin Duoya waited for a while, Yin Zhong came out of the pavilion with a thick ancient book, blew away the ash stains on it, and let Yin Zhong sit in front of the ancient book, respectfully worship three times, and wait for the incense burner on the side to exude a wisp of pure soul and bright sandalwood, Yin Zhong opened the ancient book, Yin Lin Duoya saw at a glance on the title page of the ancient book, like a big character drawn by the powder after the blood dried up - the road to the underworld where Guza.

"Grandpa, this... This...? Yin Lin Duoya trembled in astonishment, and didn't know how to speak, where Guzha was the River Styx, the path that seemed to be the path of sending souls under the feet of the god of death had been flowing quietly in this remote place for hundreds of years, how many Taoists were afraid of the terrible and did not dare to enter the offense, how could he have always adhered to the laws of righteousness and reason of the Dao, and the grandfather who feared the gods and never dared to cross the ritual actually hid the handwriting of the origin of the River Styx!

"Duoya, don't be so surprised, the fate is determined, the path is irreversible, many times, we are a lonely boat in the ocean of the road, although the wind goes, with the waves, many times it is not our to force something, but to wait for what God gives, this is the real way!"

"Grandpa, Doya is stupid, I don't know why!"

"Don't talk like that!" Although Yin Zhong was crushed by the upcoming fate, as the patriarch of the ancient clan, he had to stick to the last moment: "Duoya, you are a poor child under the destiny of the Tao, tomorrow is intelligent, and there is no difference in magic, ancient style, and medicine, but you were born as a daughter, but when fate comes, for the sake of the family, I have to push you to the forefront, Duoya, don't blame grandpa for being selfish!" ”

Hearing this, Yin Lin Duoya got up and retreated, bowed down and bowed in front of Yin Zhong: "Grandpa, as a member of the Yin clan, I am even more shoulder-to-shoulder, even if I fight for my life, I also want to protect us!" ”

Yin Zhong nodded, her eyes became deeper and deeper, and when the words drifted into Yin Lin Duoya's ears, she seemed to follow the trajectory of the ancient book into that terrifying era of atmosphere.

"Two hundred and twenty-three years ago, when the secular dynasty was in turmoil, the people were not happy, there were rebellions inside, and there were strong enemies outside, and the road was originally the important task of hanging the pot to help the world and save the common people, but the invisible shackles of greed, power, and interests firmly locked the path into the entanglement of the world, and when the Yi, Aoshi, Mongolian, and Win clans Quartet Dao Pillar Supreme reached the last point of madness, no one cared about any reason, our Yin ancestors saw with their own eyes that groups of vassal clans died out like moths in this chaos, if according to the path, The clan and the auxiliary clan blood oath that we must live and die with the Yi clan, after all, they cast our inheritance, but our ancestors were cowardly and deeply trapped in selfish desires and fled, this kind of traitor was simply intolerable at that time, and later, the Yi clan was like the previous prediction, collapsed and scattered, and a third of them disappeared into the world, and the Yin family came to this barren land in the southwest, which wanted to disappear safely, lingering and breathing, and did not want to be shackled by fate for life, how could it escape, and even more, In order to be able to see that we are willing to confess our sins and punish ourselves, the Wind clan borrowed the Yin phase technique to lead the heavens and the earth, based on the remnant dragon veins and bone points of the mountains of Shali Road, and forcibly opened up a river of death that does not leave life and no parasites- There Guza, that is, the River Styx, it is also this otherworldly river that leads to the Yin Realm that crosses and surrounds our Yin clan group, the Wind clan can be regarded as letting us go, but the Yin clan must take the Styx River as an oath and the two taboos of the auxiliary clan blood alliance as the basis to bind themselves, in the prophecy before the secret of the Yi clan, the Yin clan will follow the fate, and wait until hundreds of years later, when the Yi clan's fate wheel guidance changes, it will appear in the world and serve it, so that the Styx will dry up, and the spells that imprisoned us will disappear! ”

After speaking, Yin Zhong's turbid Mu Zi has already flashed tears, when has been, this secret is like a mountain from generation to generation only in the heart of the patriarch, to this day, fate has come, if not, the quiet and impermanent River Styx will trigger the original spell spell at some point, and it will be inevitable that hundreds of people in the Yin family will die overnight!

Seeing that his grandfather was haggard and almost paralyzed under such pressure, Yin Lin Duoya was extremely distressed: "Grandpa, then why do you tell the elders of the clan about this, they are all people of the Yin family, they..."

"Duo Ya, human nature is sinister, and desires are as deep as the sea of demons, rather than the death of the whole clan due to civil strife, it is better to slowly depress on the way to this fate, so that the advent of the spell may not be so tragic!" Yin Zhong flipped the ancient book to the black paper scroll: "Duoya, now I have opened the ancient book fragment with my own blood forbidden spell, this fragment can only be opened twice by each patriarch, the last time was for your father, but he..." Step into the path they need, remember, remember! ”

"The informability of the river lin comes from death, the soul of death in heaven and earth gathers, death can also be the direction of life, there is no shadow in the dark, there is a spirit in the void, the south is shackled, obscure as a spirit, blood is sacrificed to the heavens and the earth to sacrifice the soul, and the spirit can also be sacrificed to the yin and bright..."

When Yin Zhong submerged the essence blood of his fingertips in the folds and grooves on both sides of the black page as a magical monument, this ghostly aura of handwriting emerged from the black page.