The ancestral hall is so large that it doesn't feel crowded even if more than a hundred people stay inside. There were eight windows on both sides, so that it did not feel dark.

In front of the ancestral hall, there is a five-foot-wide table, behind which there are many spiritual seats like steps, and on the back wall, there is a portrait of a man with a majestic face, written "Yama Tianzi".

The elder stood on the table with his back to everyone, holding a pillar of incense in both hands, holding it above his head, and bending down to bow three times. Inserting incense on the incense burner, he turned around and said to the children, "This is the ancestor of the Yan family, you and others have come to worship." ”

The men in the strong suits around didn't know when to take out a handful of lit incense, and distributed three sticks and one pillar to everyone, Yan Yun came to the table first, and also learned from the pavilion elder to bow three times.

When everyone worshipped, they saw that the man in the strong suit brought eight stones, which were only one foot square and earth-colored, and there were nine lines crisscrossing them.

Ge Lao pointed to the eight stones, and said: "This is the spirit stone, it has the effect of transforming the aura, during which the spirit beast essence blood is poured, when you put your hands on, the spirit beast essence blood will enter your body through the palm, plant the spiritual seeds in your body, and from then on you can absorb the spiritual energy from the outside world." As he spoke, he glanced at Yan Yun at the front of the team, pointed to one of the Qiling Stones, and said, "Come here, sit cross-legged, close your eyes, and put your hands on the left and right sides of the Qiling Stone." ”

Yan Yun nodded, didn't say a word, sat in front of this Qiling stone according to his words, and stretched out his hand to press on it.

Pavilion Lao looked at Qiling Stone with hopeful eyes, he knew Yan Yunshen's identity, but he had experienced several family masters, and the young master was nothing more than Erer in his eyes. The reason for his hope is only because as the young master of the Yan family, he has swallowed elixir since he was a child, washed the meridians and cut the marrow, and his body is easier to attract the spirit into the body than other children, after all, not everyone can succeed in enlightening the spirit, and the success of the enlightenment is also good or bad.

At this time, except for Yan Yun, who closed his eyes tightly, everyone else was staring at the Qiling Stone. I saw that the original dull Qiling Stone was now revealing a red and gold pattern. As soon as this red and gold pattern first came out, it extended along the palm of Yan Yun's hand attached to the Qiling Stone, extending to his shoulders. It stands to reason that at this time, the aura should go all the way down the ribs, and finally converge at the three inches of dantian below the navel. But at this time, the aura on both shoulders was separated, going all the way up the neck, turning at the temples, and converging at the mud pill palace in the center of the eyebrows.

In Yan Yun's Mud Pill Palace, it was originally gray, as if it was filled with mist, but at this moment, the aura entered, and the scattered mist seemed to be squeezed, all converging towards the middle, forming a human silhouette in an instant.

"Since the day I was born, although I have used a breath of innate qi brought out by my mother to conceive and nourish my soul, I can only cultivate my soul to the peak of the first realm of cultivating gods and cultivating gods. Yan Yun thought to himself.

At this time, the other two streams of aura flowing to the dantian, because the distance was a little farther, but they had just extended to the dantian, and the aura contained in it was like a trickle, flowing all the way to Yan Yun's dantian, tumbling up and down in it.

The dantian that had not been opened up was poured into this aura, but it was like tumbling magma poured into the body, and a burst of pain like a torn abdomen hit instantly, making Yan Yun almost scream before he had time to be happy that the soul was promoted. Fortunately, Yan Yun has read a lot of books over the years, and he knows a lot about spiritual enlightenment, and he is not panicked, knowing that he can only grit his teeth and persist at this time.

"Cultivation is a thing against the sky, God will lay down many levels, the more you cultivate to the back, the more dangerous it is, and if you are not careful, you will step into a place of no return. You are experiencing the first level of cultivation at the moment, and if you can't bear it at the moment and take your hand away, then in this life, if you don't have adventures, you will no longer be able to enlighten your soul in your whole life. Although Elder Ge has advanced cultivation, he does not have a perspective eye, so he can only analyze his situation at the moment from Yan Yun's face, and he is worried that the enlightenment will be interrupted, so he reminds him loudly.

Just as Yan Yun was silently suffering the pain, a ripple rippled in the void at the spiritual position behind the table, as if the water in the pool was being stirred by a pair of invisible hands.

A transparent ripple seemed to be guided by something, and in an instant, it came to Yan Yun's abdomen, penetrating through the body without pause.

This transparent ripple disappeared without a trace when it entered Yan Yun's body, but the aura that was originally restless in Yan Yun's dantian seemed to be appeased, but it was quiet for a while, and then the red lines on the surface peeled off and dissipated in the dantian, absorbed by the dantian, while the golden lines gradually condensed, and finally condensed into a golden grain of sand in the center of the dantian. The sand grains formed, and the abdomen no longer hurt, but a cool feeling came, making Yan Yun's tight brows stretch,

"Gathering a spiritual seed in the dantian, I can be regarded as a successful spiritual enlightenment, right?" Yan Yun was able to look at himself inwardly because of his cultivation of the divine soul, and at this moment, when he saw the golden sand grains condensed in the center of the dantian, he secretly wondered in his heart: "I don't know how many lines I can gather?"

Seeing Yan Yun's expression, the pavilion elder on the side couldn't help but exhale lightly and murmured: "This bald donkey's path is not without merit, at least this sentient being's willpower is very effective in calming the restless aura. ”

This is why Yan's Qiling chose the ancestral hall, because the ancestral hall often worships, gathering the wishes of all beings, and the aura when the spirit is enlightened, although because of the spirit stone, a little calm, but these aura after all comes from the spirit beast, but it is not completely compatible with people, it is inevitable to be restless, if the restlessness is too huge, the dantian that has not experienced the spiritual temperature is unbearable, and the little attention is the end of the broken dantian, and the appeasement effect of the wish is very good, so that the spirit is less dangerous.

"Second!" the elder whispered, and another line on the Qiling Stone glowed with red and gold. However, Ge Lao is no longer nervous, in his opinion, as long as he endures the pain in the early stage, because of the effect of willingness, the danger is gone, it is just a matter of quantity. And the young master of the Yan family, who has been baptized and cut down the marrow since he was a child and swallowed the elixir, is not something that can be ended with just two or three spiritual qi.

The speed of the second path was much faster than that of the first one, and when it reached the shoulders, it still turned into two strands, and one entered the mud pill palace, and the vague human line suddenly became clearer. One into the dantian, no longer churning, condensing towards the golden sand in the center of the dantian, when it reached the dantian, it has become another golden sand particle, and then the two sand grains converge together, becoming a slightly larger golden particle, and there are two lines printed on it.

At this moment, the third aura was generated, the speed was faster than the second one, and two strands were still separated on both shoulders, and the one that entered the Mud Pill Palace made Yan Yun's divine soul clearer and clearer, and they were about to derive limbs, and the other strand also made the seeds in the dantian bigger and bigger, and the lines on it became three, followed by the fourth... The fifth course... Sixth course.

The elder of the pavilion, who has been paying attention to the situation, has a calm expression from the beginning, and he is also nervous at the moment, generally enlightening, the three lines are passing, and the six patterns are already excellent, and it seems that the six patterns are not the end.

"I just don't know how many patterns the young master can generate this time, if he can surpass his father's seven patterns, then my Yan clan will be blessed. Thinking of this, Ge Lao's expression became more and more solemn, and as he was thinking, the seventh line on the Qiling Stone also changed from the original earthy color to a red and gold pattern.

"The seventh!" exclaimed the child who had been watching silently at this moment. Although they are only six-year-old children, they have long understood what the seven patterns represent in the house since they were young.

"Silence!" said the elder who quieted down all the children, but his eyes did not take his eyes off the spirit stone.

But there are too many children, and there are only a few who can see the Qiling Stone after all, and the children in the back are curious, although they are afraid of the elder of the pavilion punishing them, but they still want to squeeze forward without saying a word.

Seeing this, Ge Lao frowned, then stretched out his hands to his chest, swiped in the void a few times, and then waved his hands towards the crowd, and saw that the space where the children were standing seemed to ripple, but the children felt that their bodies were restrained, not to say that they could not even speak, and their eyes were dripping and turning, revealing a look of horror.