After Yuan Ming released the soul crow, he walked back to the room, closed the door and meditated. From the perspective of the four soul crows, he seemed to be flying in the sky, overlooking the entire Zhenling Sect. The reason why Yuan Ming is like this is not a whim, but a premeditated one.

When Gu Qiuming invited him to come from his family sect, Yuan Ming had already put on the idea of their ancestral hall incense, but it was in short supply at the moment. Zhenling Sect is different from the Xuanhua concept of withering talents, although it is not a powerful large-scale sect, but the inheritance is orderly, and with the clan as the main body, it is expected that their incense offering power will be more refined. The only trouble is that the cultivation of the Zhenling Sect is the highest cultivator, and Yuan Ming has already found out about it in the late stage of the Jiedan. Move your hands and feet here, there is a cloak given by the sunset, as long as you are careful, the risk is still under control. After all, to ordinary monks, incense ash is actually garbage, and I'm afraid it will take some manpower to clean it up every once in a while.

On the way to this side, Yuan Ming and Gu Qiuming didn't say much, but they also asked a few words on the side, and roughly determined the scope of the Zhenling Sect Patriarch Hall. So it didn't take much effort for Yuan Ming to find the location of the Ancestral Hall. The Zhenling Sect, like most sects, placed the Patriarch Hall in the highest place in the entire sect, but the overall terrain of their sect was not high, so it was only on a small hill in the southeast of the sect. And the regulation of their ancestral hall is also very similar to the ancestral halls of many clans in the south of the Great Jin Dynasty, with white walls and black tiles, with high wind and fire walls, and various exquisite statues with beautiful meanings carved on them.

Yuan Ming controlled the soul crow and wanted to get closer to observe the ancestral hall, but before it could fall, a white light shot like a flying blade, almost cutting the soul crow in two. Frightened, Yuan Ming hurriedly controlled the soul crow to flutter its wings and fly up in embarrassment. At this time, he saw a middle-aged man in a cyan robe in the courtyard of the Patriarch Hall, who was sweeping the ground with a broom in his hand, and scolded "bad luck" in the direction of the soul crow.

"There are actually monks in the late stage of foundation building, this is troublesome." From Fang Cai's attack, it was not difficult for Yuan Ming to judge the middle-aged man's cultivation, and he felt a little difficult to handle for a while. With the soul crow that he is now cultivating, it is really difficult to steal the incense ash under the noses of the monks in the late stage of foundation building. "Anyway, we have to stay for a while, so let's think about it in the long run." Yuan Ming said secretly in his heart. With a plan in his heart, he didn't let the soul crows rush to approach, but took back all the soul crows that were released, then took out a pill and took it, and then closed his eyes and practiced the "Nine Yuan Jue" exercises.

The night was getting deeper, and the insects were chirping. Outside the house, a crescent moon had set significantly to the west, and the time had come to the second half of the night. Yuan Ming was sitting by the window practicing the "Dark Moon Technique", and suddenly there was a shadow outside his window, and there was a sound of rustling movement. He frowned slightly, opened his eyes, and followed the prestige. I saw a small tree growing out of the window, and a fresh branch poked in through the window, and there was a purple-black bewitching vine flower blooming at the top.

"Flower branch ......" Yuan Ming covered his mouth and whispered to the purple-black vine flower, and the branch with the flower also shook up and down from time to time, as if nodding in agreement. After a few moments, the twig slowly retreated from the window, and with the whole sapling, it shrank into the ground. Yuan Ming waited for a while, estimated that the time was almost up, put on the gray cloak given to him by the sunset, got up and climbed out the window. He released four soul crows to patrol the sky, helping him check if there were any guards patrolling around, and easily avoided everyone along the way, and successfully came to the vicinity of the hill where the Zhenling Sect Ancestor Hall was located. After arriving here, he did not let the soul crow get close to the ancestral hall, but carefully restrained his aura and found a hidden place nearby to hide.

Afterwards, Yuan Ming took out the stealing Tianding, inserted a fan incense, and lit it with two fingers and a twist of incense. Then, Yuan Ming immediately used the exorcism technique to control the incense burner, causing it to fly slowly towards the Patriarch Hall. Stealing the Heavenly Tripod spun out, like a little firelight hanging half a foot above the ground, and soon came to the vicinity of the entrance of the Patriarch Hall. At this time, Yuan Ming looked at a soul crow in the sky, but was surprised to find that compared to the daytime, there was an additional beast at the gate of the Treasure Spirit Sect Ancestor Hall, which looked like a hunting dog and had unusually large ears. This guy squatted between the two stone lions outside the door, and with a twitch of his ears, he immediately found the sneaky and floating incense burner. The eyes of the big-eared beast glowed red, and they immediately opened their mouths to warn.

However, at this time, Yuan Ming had already controlled the smoke of the incense with his divine thoughts, and quickly penetrated into its nasal cavity. Before the sound of the big-eared beast could start, it stopped abruptly, rolled its eyes, and passed out directly. In the ancestral hall, the middle-aged man in green shirt who was meditating cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes, always feeling that something was wrong, and planned to get up and go out to have a look. However, as soon as he got up, he felt a strong sleepiness coming, and then, like the big-eared hound, fell asleep. A moment later, under an old pine tree in the courtyard of the Patriarch's Hall, the earth arched outward, and a branch slowly poked out, and then stretched and expanded, branching out more and more. Little by little, these branches gathered and formed on the outside, and finally turned into a tree man with dense branches. Nature is the flower branch, and if you don't pay attention to it, it looks like there is a tree in this place.

Hua Zhi held a clay jar in his arms and looked towards the side of the main hall of the Patriarch Hall, the monk had already fallen asleep, so he shook off the soil on his feet and slowly moved inside. When I came to the ancestral hall, the floor tiles and wall materials in the hall were the same as Yuan Ming's rented house, and Hua Zhi walked around the middle-aged man, and at a glance saw a super-large incense table and the ancestral tablets stacked on top of each other in the back. On the left and right sides of the main hall, there are still two rows of everlasting lamps with varying heights, and I don't know what kind of grease is burning inside, and the flames are extremely stable, exuding a faint fragrance.

Hua Zhi just glanced at it, and immediately withdrew his gaze, narrowed his small eyes, and focused his gaze on the offering table. There are three exquisite three-legged incense burners with gold inlays, which are full of incense ashes that have been accumulated for an unknown number of years. Huazhi did not forget his mission, and immediately stepped forward and put the clay jar on the table. Then he stretched out his twig palm and transformed into a shovel to shovel through the incense burners, one by one, and stored all the ashes in it into a storage bag hanging from his waist.

Then, he opened the clay jar again, and poured the ordinary incense ashes that had been scavenged from other places into the three incense burners on the table. After doing all this, Hua Zhi retreated towards the outside of the Patriarch Hall. When he walked into the yard, he did not forget to reach out and take out a broom made of thin branches, and swept the soil he had brought out back to the old pine tree. Then he recoiled into the ground and vanished. After a long time, the middle-aged man in the green shirt woke up slowly, and when he found that he had somehow fallen asleep, he suddenly felt excited, and all the sleepiness dissipated.

He immediately stood up, his mind outstretched, and quickly swept around, while his eyes wandered around, but he didn't notice anything unusual. Then, he got up and searched carefully inside and outside the temple, but still found nothing. He knew the furnishings in the ancestral hall with his eyes closed, not to mention what was missing, or what was more, that is, he could easily find out if something moved its position. But incense ash, which was really of little use to him, was not worth paying attention to at all. The middle-aged man really didn't notice anything abnormal, so he got up and came to the outside of the ancestral hall. When he pushed the door open, he realized that the Alert-Eared Beast had also fallen to the ground, snorting and sleeping. His brow furrowed, and he leaned over and slapped it in the face. The Alert-Eared Beast was shocked and woke up suddenly, but there was still a confused look in its eyes.

When the middle-aged man saw it like this, he could only sigh and go back to check it carefully, but naturally he found nothing, so he had to give up. …… On the other side, Yuan Ming, who had returned to the house, looked at the newly obtained incense ash on the table, and was in a good mood. "Well, it's a renewal, and it's enough for a while." The incense ash obtained from the Xuanhua concept has been used up during this time, and even the black incense made from this incense ash has been used up, and there are only a few black incense sticks made of Jiuli Temple incense ash in hand. These incense sticks not only have a shorter possession time, but also have no psychological induction effect, they belong to the kind that can only be seen and can not do anything, so the incense ash obtained this time can be regarded as a solution to Yuan Ming's urgent need. Next, as long as he waits back to Xiaohu Chengfang City and buys some spiritual wood materials, he will be able to make another batch of black incense, with the heritage of Zhenling Sect, it is expected that the effect will be stronger than Xuanhua Guan incense, and even better than Liu Xinzong, right? Yuan Ming is full of expectations for this.

Two days later, at noon, Yuan Ming planned to continue to practice the Nine Yuan Jue, but suddenly he thought about it, and the ghost made a god to ignite a black incense, and the divine thought possessed Guoguo's body, and naturally saw the sunset again. At this time, the shadow of the sunset was sitting at an elegantly furnished boudoir desk

With his chin in his hand and a brush in his hand, he was thinking about something, sometimes wrinkling the tip of his nose, and he looked very cute and lovely. Guoguo obediently squatted on the stool beside her, squinting and napping, only occasionally raising her eyes to look at her.

After Yuan Ming's soul possessed him, he wanted to urge Guoguo to open his eyes and get up to tease the sunset, but the effect of the incense in this Jiuli Temple was limited, and Guoguo couldn't sense his hint at all, and he was still half-squinted and half-awake. Yuan Ming was anxious and annoyed, but he was helpless. "Tuk Tuk" At that moment, there was a knock at the door, and Sunset turned to look. "Didn't you say it's okay not to bother me?" Sunset frowned and asked, apparently annoyed that her thoughts had been interrupted.