When the door of the ancestral hall opened, the scene inside made Chen Shaoan only feel a tingling of his scalp.

Start at the door and go all the way to the front of the mourning hall.

It was the whole village, thousands of people, kneeling quietly.

Even the baby in swaddling clothes.

There is no sign of life.

After being silent for a while, Chen Shaoan put his hand on the back of the villager at the door.

"Sure enough."

It's not that it's cold like they've been dead for a long time, but it's like dying a moment ago, and the villagers' bodies are warm.

A scene came to Chen Shao'an's mind.

After a busy day, the existence is preparing breakfast.

Suddenly, the patriarch summoned all the village names to the ancestral ancestral hall to carry out important sacrifices.

Women with children can only travel with their infant babies.

Then everyone knelt on the ground neatly.

The old patriarch in front, the loud reader's sacrifice.

The voice trembled, panicked, uneasy.

I want to hide my panic louder.

Pray to the ancestors that they will help them avoid this disaster.

However, disaster still struck.

Everyone's lives were taken in just a trance, and even before all of them could react, they died.

Chen Shaoan walked through the cracks in the crowd, and he could still see the pious expressions on the faces of the villagers.

In front of the front of the sect, there was an old man with a thin body, white beard, and a solemn expression.

The old man's mouth was slightly open, and he was holding a sacrificial text in his hand, as if he was reading it out loud.

However, unlike what Chen Shao'an imagined, the old man did not have that feeling of fear.

It's like a normal sacrifice.

"Well, maybe I'm thinking too much, maybe they didn't even know they were dead when they died."

"This relic is really weird, and I don't know what good it can be."

Chen Shaoan sighed a little.

At present, it seems that this ruin is of little use to him, and it is just an ordinary village.

I wanted to do a good deed and find their bodies in the back mountain and bury them all.

However, seeing the workload of thousands of people, Chen Shaoan still felt that it was over.

Along the way, I didn't see any signs of living activities, so naturally it was meaningless.

Let's see if you can find something that can be used in this ancestral hall.

Hey!

Chen Shaoan thought as he prepared to check around.

His eyes casually glanced at the ancestral spirit card, and when he turned his head, he made a surprising discovery.

I saw that the incense on the spirit tablet and the smoke from the burning were actually frozen in the air without the slightest dissipation.

Chen Shaoan walked to the front curiously and waved his hand.

I saw that the smoke seemed to be solid, and with the wave of the palm of the hand, it swayed from side to side.

His brows furrowed, recalling the previous details, this small ruin, suddenly gave Chen Shaoan a feeling similar to a stop-motion photo.

After thinking about it for a long time, there seems to be no other clue.

After hesitating for a moment, Chen Shao'an thought to see if he could find some traces from the corpses of these villagers.

What! How is this possible!

When Chen Shao'an's mind unfolded and came into contact with the old man next to him, he felt a power as vast as the ocean.

And the powerful power, like the Dead Sea, is not half agile, and it is like an eternal iceberg, and the mind cannot enter the slightest.

Different from the feeling of being polluted in the outside world, the spiritual power in the old man's body is completely pure.

Full of vitality, majesty, and light.

And in it, there is not the slightest sense of decay, death.

It's more like "alive".

The next moment, Chen Shao'an's mind completely unfolded.

Cover all the villagers in this ancestral hall.

Only then did I realize that almost all the village names contained powerful spiritual power in their bodies.

Even a baby in swaddling clothes has a faint spiritual power.

Where is this ordinary village, it is clearly a village of cultivating immortals.

All the villagers, all of them are monks.

In a slight comparison, the strength in the body of any villager is more than dozens of times stronger than him.

Only those teenagers have the same spiritual power in their bodies.

But most of them are a little thicker than him.

After a little silence, Chen Shao'an's mind fell on the memorial document in the old man's hand.

Sure enough, this sacrificial instrument is all at the level of a magic weapon.

If you guess correctly, for example, this sacrificial document should have been burned after prayer.

It's a shame.

Chen Shao'an took the sacrificial document from the old man's hand, and he couldn't understand the words on it, but the aura inside had traces of prohibition.

This means that the sacrificial instrument itself also has some special ability.

It's also a loss to be thrown here, so it's better to take it yourself.

After all, he can use these things, and the spiritual power in them is not half polluted.

Rolling the paperwork into his arms, Chen Shaoan suddenly thought.

Even a document is a magic weapon, so how can there be no good magic weapon in the hands of these cultivators?

As soon as he thought of this, Chen Shao'an's gaze fell on a jade pendant on the old man's waist.

The jade pendant is printed with a koi pattern, and at present, because of the solidification, the effect of the ban cannot be perceived.

But the majestic aura inside, although it is not as exaggerated as the clan elder order, also has a degree of attack and killing prohibition, which is very good.

If you don't take it for nothing, Chen Shao'an untied the koi jade pendant and tied it to his waist.

Then Mei Zizi went to these villagers to find something reliable.

You must know that the spiritual power here can be used by Chen Shao'an.

"There's no need to be in a hurry, you can come at any time anyway."

After searching around, Chen Shaoan was a little disappointed.

It seems that they don't seem to care much about the use of utensils, and they generally don't carry anything particularly valuable with them.

"That's right, who will bring a bunch of equipment for the sacrifice, normally, good things should be stored at home, and then taken when they are useful."

After thinking about it, when I looked at the whole village again this time, I felt like it was glowing with gold.

This is much more valuable than gold, and then it used to be a magic weapon level, and it is expected that there are not a few spiritual weapons.

When he walked past the swaddling baby, Chen Changan saw the silver longevity lock hanging on the baby's body.

Under the feeling of the mind, this magic weapon was similar to the level of a high-grade magic weapon.

I didn't think much about it, and I stepped forward and prepared to take it away.

Hey?

Chen Shaoan sighed lightly.

He found that the spiritual power prohibition in this longevity lock seemed to be tied to the baby.

If you want to take away this longevity lock, you must first unlock the spiritual power prohibition in it.

It's just a forbidden technique, and he hasn't learned it yet.

And in this case, the forbidden techniques in the ruins are probably not the same as those outside.

I looked at the baby's sleeping face, the little pink face.

Chen Shaoan chose to give up taking this longevity lock, because it was bound to cause harm to the baby.

It's just a magic weapon, but there is no need to be like this, and when the time comes, it's not too late to learn the means to erase the imprint of the magic weapon.

Putting down the longevity lock, Chen Shaoan prepared to go back.

It's been two hours since I've been here, and I've disappeared for so long, maybe the third brother and they are all in a hurry.

If it is too big, it is easy to expose yourself

。

At present, Chen Shao'an plans to explore the secret of this ruin first, and there is no danger anyway.

It's not that it's selfish, it's just that the things in it are useless for the third brother.

Chen Shaoan turned around and took two steps, then suddenly stopped.

A question came to his mind.

The magic weapon of recognizing the Lord has one characteristic, that is, the spirit is connected.

However, when the original owner dies, this connection will be broken, and it will become ownerless.

But in Fang Cai's feelings, the connection between the magic weapon and the baby was very close, and there was no sign of it at all.

Looking up, the faces of the surrounding villagers, the lifelike faces, showed no signs of death at all.

Think of Fang Cai, the incense mist on the candle fire.

A conjecture appeared in Chen Shao'an's heart.

Are they, are they, still alive?