At this moment, only father and son were left in the hall, neither of them spoke, and it became quiet for a while.

Ziqian sat quietly in the room, knowing that his father had something to say. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Since he knew that the Yu family was a cultivation family, he knew that there were some cultivation secrets in the family, but some Taoist techniques and martial arts in his previous life had not been mastered well, although he had not asked about cultivation or anything like that, after all, he was a descendant in the family, and sooner or later he would tell him.

Now that he is over fifteen years old, he is considered an adult in this world, and in order to better pursue the Heavenly Dao in the future, even if his father doesn't mention it, he will find an opportunity to ask clearly

Suddenly, Yu Zhongyu took a sip of the tea on the table, his face suddenly became solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "Ziqian, you will go to a place with me later."

Ziqian realized something, and asked curiously: "Father, where are you going to take the child?" He wrinkled his nose, a pair of bright little eyes, and looked at his father flickering, but he felt that his father, who had always been gentle, suddenly spoke in a majestic tone at this moment, and he was a little uncomfortable.

Yu Zhongyu stood up, glanced at the dark night sky outside the door, and said in a deep voice: "Let's go! You'll know when you get there."

The winter night was very cold, and a gust of wind came, and I couldn't help but shiver when I was wearing the same thin Yu Zhongyu.

Due to the cold weather, the people in the village have eaten dinner early and rested, but there are also some people who are idle and bored and come out to hang out.

On the way, I met a middle-aged man, who was a few years older than Yu Zhongyu, and he bullied Yu Zhongyu a lot.

Seeing the two people not far away, Yu Zhongtian smiled coldly and sneered: "You father and son, where are you going in the middle of the night?"

Yu Zhongyu's hand shrunk in his sleeve couldn't help but tighten for three points, for the person in front of him, he felt disgust from the bottom of his heart, but under the same roof, he couldn't look up and see him, so he could only forbear, "Brother Zhongtian, I'm idle, take Ziqian around and see if I can hunt some wild things."

Yu Zhongtian glanced at Yu Ziqian, suddenly thought of something, and said with a smile: "This kid of your family is also fifteen years old! Don't be like you, a waste." He has been in business all the year round, and his family is relatively wealthy, so he doesn't pay attention to the poor people in the village at all.

With such an insult, Yu Zhongyu could only endure it, "If it's okay, let's go first."

Yu Zhongtian waved his hand impatiently and said, "Go out, be careful, don't be eaten by jackals, tigers and leopards, that is a big loss for our village!" Haha......" His voice was still echoing in Ling Zhongyu's ears, but the person had already swayed forward.

Yu Zhongyu snorted coldly and walked out of the village with Ziqian.

When Yu Ziqian left, he took a deep look at Yu Zhongtian's departing back and remembered this figure in his heart.

Father can endure like this for a lifetime, but he can't, how can the eldest husband suffer this humiliation, as long as he has enough strength, he will let Yu Zhongtian not survive, he can't die.

"Ziqian, now that you have grown up, you also know some things in the village...... Yes, it's my father who is useless......" Yu Zhongyu sighed and said helplessly.

Ziqian knew that his father was referring to those children who didn't play with him, but he never resented why he was born in such a family, "Father, they don't play with me, and I have a lot of fun playing alone." He waved his little fist and looked happy.

Yu Zhongyu's heart warmed, his son could be so sensible, which he never expected.

When he was so old, he didn't understand anything, and he often followed behind some of the older children in the village as a follower.

He was also xenophobic and often bullied, and at the time he resented why he was born into a family that was ostracized by the children in the village.

Thinking of his childhood, Yu Zhongyu smiled wryly and inadvertently quickened his pace.

After walking out of Yujiabao and walking for about half an hour, the two came to a barren hill.

At first glance, the hill is very desolate, except for dead weeds, there are rocks everywhere.

The people around are quiet, and the cold wind blows, with a burst of coolness.

The hill is shrouded in a faint layer of mist, which adds a bit of mystery out of thin air.

Yu Zhongyu took out a small piece of jade from his arms, the shape of the jade was somewhat similar to a burning flame.

Under the illumination of the moonlight, the jade exudes a faint blue light, and at a glance you know that it is a valuable treasure.

Seeing this piece of jade, Ziqian suddenly had a familiar feeling, but he knew very well that he had never seen this thing

With a movement of his wrist, Yu Zhongyu took out a sharp dagger from his arms, and gently swiped his fingers, and a stream of blood flowed out.

Ziqian was puzzled for a while, what is his father going to do, is it impossible to perform Taoism, but he doesn't have any real power at all?

Just when he was puzzled, Yu Zhongyu dripped the blood flowing from his fingers onto the jade in his hand.

As soon as the blood touched the jade, it was hidden in it.

Ziqian only felt that the aura of heaven and earth around him was surging quickly, condensing around the jade, and with a slight shock from the hill under his feet, the aura of heaven and earth entered the jade.

In the time of a breath, the jade suddenly emitted a dazzling blue light, and the blue light contained a faint true power, making it impossible to open your eyes.

The true power in Ziqian's body was too weak to compete with the true power emanating from the jade, so he could only close his eyes full of doubts.

Suddenly, the blue light dissipated, and a small blue flame suddenly appeared on the jade.

At first glance, there is no difference between the flame and the candle when it is lit, the same insignificance.

Yu Zhongyu put away the dagger, went to a smooth stone wall, and placed the jade in a recess on the stone wall.

The sunken stone wall is exactly the same size as the jade.

When the jade completely entered the sunken stone wall, the originally desolate hill was suddenly shrouded in an even thicker mist......

Ziqian only felt that the blood in his whole body was about to boil, and he was indescribably excited.

This is actually a formation, a formation that has been lost for many years in his previous life, and he actually met it outside a small village.

While excited, Ziqian hurriedly looked around, this was a secret room, surrounded by completely black rocks.

Other than that, Ziqian couldn't see anything else.

The jade that originally entered the stone wall returned to Yu Zhongyu's hand at this moment, and the jade still emitted a blue light, which could only illuminate the range around him.

As a father, Yu Zhongyu was also excited, he came once when he was ten years old, this is the second time he came, and the mood at this time is completely different from that in childhood.

In childhood, it was completely confused, curious, and overwhelmed.

And this time, Yu Zhongyu came to the stone cave as a leader.

Decades have passed in a blink of an eye, but the stone cave in front of me has not changed at all, and even the small stone on the ground is still the same as I saw in my childhood, quietly discharged there, and the position has not deviated in the slightest.

"Let's go!" Yu Zhongyu's voice echoed in the stone cave, and he walked forward, "You can't touch things here, remember the route, you will have to bring your children here in the future."

The cave was unusually quiet, only the sound of footsteps echoed over the cave.

Here, you don't feel the cold, as if the outside world is isolated, but the air is exceptionally fresh, and it seems to be connected with the outside world.

Is this the mystery of the formation?

Ziqian looked at the surrounding stone walls carefully, but found that the stone walls contained a faint energy, the energy was not very weak, but his current cultivation, which could only be vaguely sensed.

The cave is not very large, and after walking for about a cup of tea, I came to a wide hall.

The hall was empty, except for a statue about a foot tall in the center.

The statue is an old man, dressed in a simple robe, with a solemn face and a pair of eyes full of wisdom, staring at the void in front of him.

Yu Zhongyu stopped, knelt down in front of the statue, and a respectful voice followed, "No, my descendant Yu Zhongyu, I have seen the ancestors."

Ziqian also followed his father's example, knelt down a foot behind him, and felt that this was similar to when he worshipped his ancestors in his previous life.

It turned out that this statue was the ancestor, but I didn't know what kind of realm he had cultivated to back then?

Thinking of this, Ziqian raised his head and looked at the statue.

Although the statue is a dead thing, it gives people a unique momentum, especially the eyes full of wisdom, as if they are looking at everything in front of them.

After taking a close look, Ziqian felt breathless.

The true power in the body operated on its own without control, and it was only then that it could resist this inexplicable pressure.Ziqian was shocked, the cultivators here were really powerful, and the previous society would never be able to carve such a realistic statue.

Thinking of the two lions at the door of the room, Ziqian knew that the same statue of the ancestor was made by the same person.

Since the statue can be placed in such a hidden and mysterious formation, it must be that the carver is the nominal ancestor of Ziqian Qi.

Ziqian's lineage, although he is also surnamed Yu, does not have much blood relationship with the people in Yujiabao.

Yu Ziqian's ancestor came to Yujiabao when he was seriously injured and difficult to recover, and the patriarch at that time saw that he was also surnamed Yu, so he took him in.

Later, Yujiabao was attacked by bandits, and the ancestor relied on the strength of one person to kill the entire bandit group and establish a great contribution to Yujiabao.

In order to thank the ancestor for his help, the people of Yujiabao gave the best land in the village to the ancestor, and found a beautiful woman for him in the village as a wife.

That ancestor did not leave Lingjiabao because the deadline was approaching, and left his bloodline before feathering.

Yu Ziqian is the seventy-third generation descendant of that ancestor.

Yu Ziqian's ancestors used to be very beautiful in Yujiabao, although the ancestors of the previous generations were not as good as the ancestors of the first generation, they could barely practice and perform some Taoist techniques that were not very powerful.

But later, I don't know if it was because the bloodline was not pure, or because the cultivation method was wrong, the result was that one generation was not as good as the next.

Since then, Yu Ziqian's ancestors have gradually reduced the worship treatment in the village, except for the houses left by the ancestors, the rest of the places are not as rich as the people in Yujiabao.

The livelihood of the family is almost all maintained by Yu Zhongyu getting up early and planting those few acres of farmland, and the days can be described as not enough to eat and starve to death.

Although Yu Ziqian has the blood of that ancestor, he does not belong to the people of this world, and he can barely say that he can only be regarded as half of his descendants.