In the courtyard of the main house, a rich golden light filled every corner, and the surging aura was like a violent wind and waves, constantly sweeping in all directions.

The belated roar suddenly exploded, as if it was the thunder rolling, shaking the heart and soul.

After dozens of breaths, everything gradually calmed down, the powerful golden light gradually dimmed, and the violent aura finally dissipated.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable...... Li Mufeng, I'm your uncle! ”

In the self-explosion of the talisman, in the courtyard that was blown into ruins, an angry scolding suddenly sounded.

Ji Yuan sat paralyzed on the ground covered with dirt, although there were no injuries on his body, his face was extremely pale, and the essence in his body was exhausted from the previous aura rage.

He looked at the three copper coins beside him distressedly, the aura on them was dim, and the aura accumulated in them was gone, and if he recuperated, he didn't know how much time and energy it would take.

This is not to re-accumulate spiritual energy, to be able to restore the original state, but also to purchase a lot of spiritual materials, for which to nourish the lost spirituality, the cost of money is unimaginably large.

couldn't help but scold angrily again, Ji Yuan carefully put away the three copper coins on the ground, and then he had time to look around.

At this time, the entire courtyard had been destroyed in the self-explosion of the previous talisman, and as far as the eye could see, there were ruins, collapsed houses, broken green bricks, and loess that had been lifted.

After a while, his expression froze, his gaze swept over the intact old woman, and finally landed on a shuttle at his feet.

The little Taoist priest was a little silent, sighed for a long time, and walked to the side of a young Taoist, looking at the pale guy lying on the ground panting from top to bottom.

"You're quite affectionate and righteous."

Ji Yuan squatted down and said something meaningfully.

In the previous talisman self-explosion, with this guy's cultivation, if he used the Cold Moon Shuttle to protect himself, although he would consume a lot of mana, he would never end up like this.

But the other party didn't do this, but fought to the point where his mana was almost exhausted, and his body was almost half destroyed under the impact of aura, and even the cold moon shuttle was almost lost in spirituality and completely reduced to a mortal thing.

And in exchange for this approach, it is just a ghost and ghost creature safe and sound.

"Granny Zhang watched me grow up, served my family for three generations, and never abandoned her when things changed, and I want to do everything to protect her."

Song He exhaled a breath of turbidity, and although he was seriously injured, he could still talk fluently.

At this time, the old woman was already holding the cold moon shuttle, kneeling beside him, hanging her head silently, thinking that if she had a body, her face would be full of tears at this moment.

"Since it's all like this, let's tell me your story."

Ji Yuan sat on the ground, taking out the pill from his body and taking it, while looking at the people around him.

Hearing this, Song He looked directly at the night sky, and after a long time, he slowly spoke, telling an unknown past.

He was originally the son-in-law of a large family, with good cultivation qualifications, and after the death of his parents at home, he took Granny Zhang and several domestic servants to travel around the world.

More than 300 years ago, he took his wife to Qianyu City, and finally chose to build a mansion in Falling Soul Slope, and lived a long time like a fairy.

Until one day, nearly twenty powerful qi practitioners gathered in Qianyu City and fought with each other, I don't know how many peaks were damaged, and how many rivers were broken.

In fact, three hundred years ago, Qianyu City was famous even in a continent, and it was only because of this place that the jade with excellent products was indispensable for people in cultivation to arrange arrays, make talismans, and even create magic weapons and magic weapons.

But in that powerful battle, not only was most of the city of Qianyu City destroyed, but even the jade veins with a range of thousands of miles were shattered, and the countless jade stones under the earth were all beaten to the point that only a ball of spiritual energy remained, and it returned to heaven and earth.

This period of history, Ji Yuan actually knows, although it has not been recorded in the local annals, but it is widely circulated in Qianyu City.

Even the Taoist temple where he is located was once famous in the Dayu Dynasty, and there were many powerful people called immortals, but because of the battle method three hundred years ago, the inheritance was almost completely cut off.

It's just that although the inheritance has not been broken, it is only a remnant of the remnants, and the predecessors of the Taoist people in the view have fallen, and they have never returned to the grand occasion of the past over the years, and have become a Taoist temple with few incense in a small county town that no one cares about.

"In fact, the thousand-mile jade veins under our feet were not defeated by the powerful fighting method."

Song He sighed and slowly talked about the events of the year.

It turned out that earlier, there was a mountain and wild cultivator who infiltrated the jade vein, operated for more than a hundred years, and spent an unknown amount of heaven and earth treasures before excavating the thousands of miles of jade vein.

In the end, this mountain and wild cultivator used a thousand miles of jade veins and the 10,000-year-old chalcedony in it to create a world-shattering spiritual treasure.

However, Ye Xiu didn't know that although he had been very careful, he had already been known by various forces, and many great powers had lurked within the realm of Qianyu City.

When the Amazing Spirit Treasure was completely formed, nearly twenty powerful people shot together, and this was what happened next.

"Originally, our Song Mansion had escaped the catastrophe and was not affected by this fighting method, but who knew that the amazing spiritual treasure that many great powers were fighting for finally quietly sneaked into the leylines of the Fallen Soul Slope."

Song He shook his head, originally thinking that this was a great opportunity, but in the end it became their talisman.

The leylines of the Falling Soul Slope were disordered because of this spiritual treasure, and a large amount of spiritual energy and yin qi gathered, and because he was greedy, he wanted to occupy this treasure, and finally laid out a set of nine yin spirit arrays.

However, it was this difference in thought that caused everyone in the house to be transformed into ghosts in the big array, and they were finally suppressed by the power that came to inquire about it.

"At that time, some domestic servants ran out while I was in formation, which attracted the appearance of that great power, otherwise I am afraid that we would have fallen into the evil path and killed a living being."

For the events of that year, he has both remorse and infinite emotion, a greedy word not only buried himself and his wife, but also implicated dozens of fresh lives, making them fall into the ghost path, and it is difficult to have a chance to be reincarnated again.

This is also the reason why there are deep sins in the ancestral hall and genealogy of the Song family, which obscure the surname and name.

And Li Mufeng is likely to be the descendants of several domestic servants who fled back then, so he knew that there were heavy treasures hidden here, and finally brought his younger brothers and sisters to look for opportunities.

"And what's going on with you now?"

Ji Yuan looked at Song He thoughtfully, in fact, he already had a rough guess in his heart.

After not knowing how many sighs he had, Song He said abruptly: "This little guy is my descendant, the only son who escaped from the catastrophe, and the bloodline left behind. ”

"Due to fate, he worshiped in the Bright Moon View to practice, but on the surface, he was a disciple of the Lord, but in fact, he was regarded as a furnace, and when he only cultivated his mana, it was the day of Dancheng."

The real Song He committed suicide in the house after knowing that he was used as a furnace by his beloved master, and he, the ancestor who turned into a ghost, became the master of this body by chance.

This is why there was the Mingyue Temple later, and more than 20 people, including the master, elders, and disciples, were all slaughtered.

By the way, this Mingyue Concept, who founded a sect in Falling Soul Slope, was a chess piece casually laid out by the powerful monks who suppressed the Song Mansion back then.