The courtyard outside the ancestral hall is full of people, most of them are middle-aged and elderly, and there are not many young people. At this time, everyone was sad.

A bonfire was built in the middle of the courtyard and surrounded by sacrificial utensils. The utensils contained some fruit and some items that I couldn't say.

In front of the campfire was an old man, gray-haired, wearing a wrinkled robe, and holding a whisk in his hand.

The old man in the Taoist robe looked like he was about seventy years old, he faced the ancestral shrine, knelt in front of the bonfire, and recited the words in his mouth: "The ancestors are above, and the descendants of the future generations Yun Zhongjie pray for the ancestors to appear and summon the descendants of our clan Yun Yi to return to his hometown......"

After the old man finished speaking, he got up again and danced a very complicated and strange looking spiritualism ritual in the courtyard. This spiritualist ritual should be extremely complicated, and the old man seemed to be very difficult.

Although he looked very tired after repeating it, he didn't dare to take a break, and then he knelt down to the ancestral shrine reverently, and kept chanting in his mouth.

After doing this three times, the old man was about to collapse, but there was still no sign of it.

"Ahem, it seems that the sky is going to kill my Yun Clan! Zhongjie, you can rest for a while!"

In the crowd, an old man who was older than Yun Zhongjie sighed softly, his back was slightly hunched, and he was also gray-haired, and the years had left deep marks on his face.

Everyone could hear Yun Zhongjie's sigh, and he really did his best.

"Fifth Uncle Ancestor, is there really no hope at all?" A middle-aged woman beside the old man asked with a sad face, but she looked at the hunchbacked old man hopefully.

The hunchbacked old man looked up at the night sky, where there was originally one of the brightest stars, but now it was dim.

"Ahem! I've been observing the heavens for so many years, and I've never been so scared as this time. The Northern Emperor Star was dim, and the stars had shifted, and it had deviated from his original trajectory. It seems that our people will never go back to the way they were. ”

"Is there really no way?" asked a young man anxiously on the side of the middle-aged woman. He looks older than Yun Yi, and he is eight or nine points similar to Yun Yi.

"Yunyi's fate has been unpredictable since he was born, and he has returned to his hometown several times, and we old guys have counted a few times, not only do we not count anything, but we have also lost our longevity. The hunchbacked old man sighed again.

Yun Yi made a deep impression on him, although he often made trouble when he was a child, causing chickens and dogs to jump in the ancestral land, which made a group of old guys have an abnormal headache and anger, but they also knew that Yun Yi was extraordinary, and they never really scolded him. Later, the rise of supertechnology really made these old guys feel relieved and proud.

"It's all because of Ouyang Qing, Yun Yi cherishes her very much. Willing to do anything for her. But now, not only did he kill Yunyi with his own hands, but he also let the super technology group fall into the hands of outsiders. ”

There are people on the side who are not angry, and they have deep dissatisfaction and resentment towards Ouyang.

"The world has changed, and maybe she can't help herself. The hunchbacked old man said.

"Dad, let me try again!" After resting for a while, Yun Zhongjie also regained some strength. Then he stood up and looked at the hunchbacked old man and pleaded.

The hunchbacked old man was silent for a few seconds before he said: "Something that we can't imagine has definitely happened to Yunyi, it may be that our strength is low, and we can't let him sense it in time!"

"We've been summoning for the fifteenth day in a row, and no matter how far away we are, as long as it's not a ghost, there should be a connection. Today is the last day, and it is also the most important day. ”

The continuous summoning made the cloud Jay much older than fifteen days ago, and he immediately made the last summon, if it still didn't work, he had to give up.

"Then be careful yourself, and give up if you can't hold on. The hunchbacked old man said with concern.

Yun Zhongjie nodded and walked to the altar. At this moment, he was preoccupied, restrained all his distractions, and fought hard to succeed.

I saw that his hands slammed into force, and red blood flowed from his palms, and then he sprinkled the blood in his palms on the bonfire in front of him. I saw that the bonfire suddenly burst up more than a foot high, and the fire was fierce and burning.

Yun Zhongjie did not hesitate to lose his life to succeed, at this moment he had no distractions, he meditated, danced the spirit ceremony, and then bowed down again.

However, this time there was still no change, and he was slightly disappointed, but he spilled blood again in his heart, repeated the summoning ceremony, and bowed down again.

Yun Zhongjie lost his blood and qi twice, and he became much older each time. Although he was a little trembling, his eyes were very firm.

Suddenly, the bonfire flickered again, and then the color of the flames began to change to blue, and a gust of wind blew in the originally peaceful courtyard, the grass and trees swayed, and layers of dark clouds drifted in the sky to block the moonlight in the sky.

The people around instinctively shrunk their necks and tightened their clothes, and they all felt a burst of coolness.

The hunchbacked old man's cloudy eyes suddenly lit up

Yun Zhongjie's eyes froze, "I sensed it, it's not far away." Yun Zhongjie gritted his teeth again and spilled some blood, and began the entire summoning ritual again.

I saw that the flames rose a foot high, and the faint blue flames emitted a cold temperature. The wind was still blowing, and the night was getting darker.

As the last summoning ceremony ended, I saw that above the place where the spiritual seat was placed on the altar, a gray mist appeared, no matter how the wind blew, the fog did not disperse, but appeared more stable.

Seeing this, Yun Zhongjie immediately took a step forward, grabbed a handful of gold sand from an ancient bowl on the altar, sprinkled it at the mist, and shouted at the same time: "Condensation!"

I saw that the mist first expanded, and then suddenly condensed and gradually took shape. In the end, a figure appeared, and it was Yunyi.

At this moment, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, they were even more sad.

"At last, the soul is home!" sighed the hunchbacked old man. The middle-aged woman next to the hunchbacked old man was also very excited, but soon she burst into tears. The young man who was very similar to Yunyi also had tears in his eyes.

Just learned that he had returned to the ancestral land unconsciously, Yunyi was still a little excited. I wanted to walk in slowly like this, but when I recalled the past, suddenly an extremely strong pulling force quickly pulled him towards the ancestral hall.

In a trance, he found himself in a familiar ancestral temple and saw familiar people.

Yun Yi's eyes bloomed, he smiled at everyone, raised his hand and waved.

"Well, how is this possible! He hasn't lost consciousness yet, and he still remembers us. The hunchbacked old man exclaimed, the boss with his mouth open.

At this moment, a rooster crowed, and the sky was white.

"Not good!"

Yun Zhongjie exclaimed, and hurriedly grabbed a piece of rune paper from the altar, waved it twice, and saw that the rune paper immediately burned. He threw the rune paper at Yun Yi and blew out a breath, only to see that the rune paper immediately turned into ash and entered Yun Yi's body.

"Return!"

Yun Zhongjie snorted again, only to see Yun Yi's figure suddenly enter the spiritual position below. A black light flashed on the spiritual seat, and a column of words appeared.

"The Spirit Seat of the 100th Generation Sun Yunyi of the Yun Clan"

Yun Yi returned, the courtyard was quiet again, the dark clouds in the night sky were gone, and the bonfire was instantly extinguished.

Yun Zhongjie breathed a long sigh of relief, and the whole person suddenly felt that the world was spinning, and he raised his head and fell down, but fortunately, someone from the clan caught him in time.

"Help Zhongjie back first!" the hunchbacked old man stepped forward and touched his son's pulse, and ordered with a sigh of relief.

Later, some people were arranged to pack up the altars and other things in the courtyard. In the end, he personally picked up Yunyi's spiritual seat and entered the ancestral shrine, and solemnly placed the spiritual seat in the middle of the bottom of the spiritual platform.

Then he knelt down reverently, and then walked out of the ancestral shrine. He said to the middle-aged women and young people who greeted them, "Let's go back and rest first! ”

The two also nodded gratefully, and at the same time helped the hunchbacked old man to leave the ancestral shrine.

As soon as he entered the spiritual position, Yun Yi was stunned. What I saw in front of me was chaos again, and in the center of this chaos was a golden tree in the sky. The branches of the giant tree were luxuriant, sprinkling ten thousand golden rays.

"Gollum!" Yun Yi couldn't help but swallow, his face full of shock.

"Could it be that this is the World Tree?" it was hard to believe that within the spiritual position was a chaotic land with the World Tree growing on it.

Yun Yi approached the World Tree and wanted to reach out to touch it, but he didn't want the World Tree to be like a projection, and his hand went straight through it.

Yun Yi frowned slightly, "Could it be that this is an illusion?" However, here my soul body has accelerated its recovery and begun to condense a little. ”

Yun Yi didn't think much about it, he believed that the clansmen would not harm him, and his body had indeed accelerated his recovery, so it would not dissipate if it continued.

Although this is a good thing, the biggest problem in front of Yun Yi is that his cultivation has been completely lost, and the characteristics of the Yin and Yang soul body are completely gone.

Yun Yi's mind moved, and he appeared in the space of the Soul Eater Nail. There is not much difference between this place and the spiritual position, it is all a gray area.

And the ghost king was still asleep, Yun Yi stepped forward to check, and found that several people were in good shape, but they didn't know when they would wake up.

Yun Yi has been thinking about what to do next for several days, and he is unwilling to stay in the ancestral shrine like this. Now he can't feel his ghost spirit and cool soul at all. In that furnace of fate, all his dependencies were refined.

Thinking of the Furnace of Destiny, his face was full of murderous anger, that day the woman took away Ouyang Qing and occupied the super technology, how could this revenge not be avenged.

"It's not that I don't have nothing, I still have one thing, even the Furnace of Destiny can't help it!" Yun Yi's eyes suddenly lit up.

That's right, what Yun Yi thought of was the Soul Eater Nail. The origin of this thing is quite mysterious, and even people of the level of the ancestor died of hatred.

Yun Yi began to study the Soul Eater Spike, hoping to make a discovery.