When the scorching sun was in the sky, Wen Chi and Wen Qing took the strange creatures that looked like demons to a barren courtyard.

"Stop!"

Just when the two of them came to the door of the small courtyard and were about to step in, a majestic and thick old voice suddenly resounded in the hearts of the two.

It's the ancestor!

The two glanced at each other, both knowing what the other was thinking.

"Wenjia Wenchi (Wenqing), meet the ancestor!"

Both of them quickly knelt on the ground and bowed loudly.

"I don't know." A majestic but not too old voice came from the small courtyard.

"Today is not the day of sacrifice, so stand down." The voice said again.

"Master, the two of us have found a treasure." Wenchi hurriedly spoke.

"It's about immortality!" Wen Qing also hurriedly added.

A wide figure appeared in front of the two.

The figure glanced at the two of them casually, then looked behind them.

It was a charred black mass with a thick smell of charcoal, barely recognizable as a humanoid creature.

Dead person?

The figure frowned, and a wisp of soul power reached out.

Alive.

The man's brow furrowed even deeper.

He looked at the humanoid creature's left hand, which was red and had a large hole in the center, which was transparent from front to back.

It was only in the full induction of his soul power that he clearly "saw" that wisps of flesh buds were growing wildly at the edge of the hole, trying to make up for the big hole in his palm.

There is a recovery speed six or seven times that of ordinary people.

The figure stepped forward, bypassing the two kneeling on the ground, to the charred black object, and crouched down to take a closer look.

The humanoid's right arm had also been torn off a large piece of flesh, and the wound was deep but no longer bleeding.

Moreover, flesh is growing.

"This is a cultivator?"

After checking it, the wide figure asked.

Wen Chi didn't dare to get up, still kneeling, and replied: "Master, looking at his strength, it seems that he is a mortal. ”

Wen Tong, the eldest man of the Wen family, his face sank, and Wen Chi knew that he was asking, but he still held his back to him, which made him very unhappy.

Isn't the ancestor kneeling to the head of the current family!

Wen Tong flicked his robe, snorted heavily, and strode into the courtyard while saying, "Bring him in." ”

The two hurriedly responded, hurriedly got up, and used their aura to support the "monster" like a dead person into the courtyard.

The furnishings of the precincts are simple, and in the middle is a quaint temple.

There are stone tables and stone benches in front of the temple, and Wentong, who is wide in stature, is now sitting on a stone bench, tapping the stone table with one hand, closing his eyes and pretending to sleep.

On the right back side of the temple is a stout but yellow leafy old tree.

In addition, there are only a few dead grasses growing on the walls of the courtyard that I don't know when they will grow and when they will all wither.

There is nothing else in the courtyard.

"Come in."

Just when the two of them looked around, not knowing what to do, the main door of the small temple in front of them suddenly opened, and a majestic and thick old voice came out.

The same voice that had prevented the two from being admitted to the hospital earlier.

What an ancestor! The initial voices were not hallucinations, and the ancestors were willing to see them.

The two of them glanced at each other, and they both saw the light of excitement in each other's eyes.

Wen Chi hurriedly straightened his robe, bowed to the small temple in front of him, turned around and bowed quickly to Wentong, and stepped forward quickly.

Wen Qing followed suit, and followed briskly into the small temple.

Just after the two of them entered the temple with the demon-like thing, the door of the temple closed again.

The temple has no windows and no lighting in the temple. As soon as the door closed, the entire temple fell into a bottomless darkness, and the two who came in couldn't help but be a little nervous.

Suddenly, a tiny flash of fire appeared in the thick darkness.

The light of the fire was getting closer and stronger, and finally came to the two of them.

"Two, let's incense." Carrying a kerosene lamp, the thin old man with his back hunched smiled kindly at the two, and took out two handfuls of godly yellow incense and handed them to the two.

"There's Elder Lao." Wenchi bowed and took the incense.

He knew that the old man in front of him was the master of the Wen family, second only to the old ancestor and the current head of the family.

He is one of the actual rulers of the Wen family known as the "lamp bearer", Wen Zhe.

Wen Qing didn't recognize Wen Zhe, but he also knew that the old man was one of the elders of the Wen family, and he was busy learning everything.

After the two followed Wen Zhe and inserted the incense in their hands into the incense burner, the entire small temple suddenly brightened.

In front of them was the incense burner, and behind the incense burner was a red table full of all kinds of food. Behind the desk is a stone platform, on which sits a statue of a god five meters high, covered in gold and with a majestic face.

At this time, the idol is emitting a soft golden light, illuminating the entire temple.

"Ancestor!"

The two of them hurriedly knelt on the ground and bowed to the idol.

On the side, Wen Zhe, who was carrying a kerosene lamp, was silent, carrying his own lamp, and trembling behind the statue.

As he walked farther and farther, the light of the kerosene lamp became smaller and smaller, until a stick of incense was burned, and the faint light finally disappeared into the temple.

It was only at this time that an old voice floated from above the god's head: "You two get up." ”

The two of them thanked the ancestor loudly, and then finally got up.

"Talk about immortality."

The old voice fell from above again.

"Ancestor, this matter starts with the old man who fell in love with the Lin family's heart lotus." Wenchi Road.

"This son is the remnant of the Lin family?" The old voice asked.

It seems that the old ancestor has heard about the Lin family, Wen Chi made a judgment and replied, "I don't know." ”

"The master ordered me to wait until the Lin family was wiped out, and then all the corpses were thrown to the Lin Mansion, and then burned on fire. This monster crawled out of the fire after seven days of fire. Wen Qing took the words and explained.

"The aura fluctuation in this demon object is not strong, it is definitely not a cultivator, but it can't be burned to death, and it can withstand the attack of the two of us. Seeing that he has a strong vitality, the two of us suspect that it will be helpful for the ancestors to study the method of immortality, so they have come to dedicate it to the ancestors. ”

"This son also likes to eat human flesh, and as soon as he woke up from the sea of fire, he dug up the flesh and blood of the Lin family around him and devoured it."

"When we attacked the Lin family that day, we have carefully inspected the Lin family, and this son was by no means forced out of the secret passage or secret room by the fire, but really burned for seven days without dying."

The two of you said a word, and soon told me about the things related to the monsters on the ground.

"It's funny." After the two finished speaking, a thin old man with a height of one meter and three meters above the head of the god statue and a face that was nine points similar to the god statue said lightly.

Poof.

The old man pointed at the chest of the "monster", urged the power to take out a drop of his heart's blood, put it in his mouth and tasted it.

……

"Divine blood!"

The thick voice was like a wave, swinging through the entire literary family.

"Such a huge vitality, there is such divine blood in the world!"

"God help me!"

The old man was so excited that he couldn't control himself and yelled, and the entire Wen family heard the old man's excited voice.

Although they didn't understand what was going on, there were still some people with clear minds who knelt in the direction of the temple and shouted, "Congratulations to the ancestors!" ”

As soon as these words came out, a chain reaction occurred. The words "Congratulations to the ancestors" began to rise and fall in the Wen family.

Listening to the congratulatory voices of the entire Wen family, outside the temple, Wentong's face turned blue and he gritted his teeth.

How many years?

I only know that the ancestor does not know the head of the family.

How many years has the Wen family been like this?

It's so morbid!

Wentong threw off his robe, got up, and accompanied by the waves of congratulations from everyone, he also said loudly: "Congratulations to the ancestor!" ”

……

Where am I now?

In the deepest part of the Wen dungeon, a man with tender skin and sparse hair opened his eyes.