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Yang Yifeng sat in the car, thinking about what he came back for, wasn't it just for Huaxia Jiuding? But as Xuanyuan said, as early as the last moment of leaving Mount Everest, Yang Yifeng swept the land of Shenzhou with his divine sense, and found nothing. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info, however, there are a few mysterious formation energies that block Yang Yifeng's exploration. Yang Yifeng was not interested in these, so he didn't explore much, after all, in the ancient country of Shenzhou, it was not uncommon for there were cultivators or ancient immortals in the cave mansion left.

In order to fully integrate into this society, this earth, even the divine consciousness has been sealed, and he plans to start from scratch to understand the new rules here.

When he arrived at the cemetery, Yang Yifeng casually threw two old man's heads to the driver, said thank you, and then got out of the car, and in a special place, bought all the items to worship the ancestors plus a bouquet of white flowers, and walked to the cemetery alone.

Coming to the tombstone of his parents, Yang Yifeng slowly knelt down, lit incense candles, sent flowers, and then looked at his father and mother on the tombstone motionlessly.

The cycle of life and death, Yang Yifeng is a cultivator, how can he not see through it? Besides, his parents were very loving during their lifetime, and they can be found to be in the same cave after death, which can be regarded as no regrets in life. All Yang Yifeng can do is nostalgia and blessings, after all, Yang Yifeng is already a person who has stepped out of reincarnation with two feet.

Yang Yifeng knelt like this, it was just morning, the sun was in the sky, the weather was clear, only a few people were sweeping the tomb, Yang Yifeng kneeling here did not seem abrupt, but very harmonious. By noon, the sun was at an angle of 90 degrees to the earth, and it was summer in the heat of summer. It's an open-air cemetery again, and it's still a bit hot. But Yang Yifeng didn't sweat at all, and still knelt silently, as if his mind was no longer here.

At around two o'clock in the afternoon, Yang Yifeng exhaled a breath of turbidity, felt a burst of refreshment, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he had figured out something. smiled and said: "Dad, Mom, the child is not filial, but I also trust the blessing of your two elders, hehe~~ The child has said goodbye, and I don't know how many times I will be able to sweep the grave for you in the future, but as long as the child is still here, he will come in person every year." I'm really wondering, shouldn't I put the task off first? The child is still a little reluctant to you!" I should have been to the ground every year, but I haven't been here thousands of times, it's really unfilial!

At this time, when Yang Yifeng was about to leave the cemetery to pay some management fees, an old man in a Mao suit slowly walked up. And slowly walked over.

Yang Yifeng looked at the old man strangely, he had never seen it, but the heroic spirit hidden between the old man's eyebrows was not missed, although his divine sense was not used. But Yang Yifeng still has eyesight, and this old man feels extraordinary to Yang Yifeng! And strange, yes, just strange!

The old man walked to Yang Yifeng's side and glanced at Yang Yifeng lightly, what kind of eyes are these? Full of wind and frost and the vicissitudes of time, even Yang Yifeng's eyes have never had such a strong sense of vicissitudes after thousands of years of practice.

Soon, however, a flash of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes. But it was sophisticated, and even Yang Yifeng didn't have time to catch it.

The old man still had a big bouquet of white flowers in his hand, bent down gently, put it in front of the tomb of Yang Yifeng's parents, and then bowed three times, a sadness flashed in his eyes, this kind of sadness can never be faked.

Yang Yifeng was even more strange, who was this old man? I haven't even heard of it. His parents died early, and he didn't have any relatives and friends before his death. Could it be an old friend from years ago? Anyway, Yang Yifeng has always thought that he is alone now, and he has nothing to worry about.

"Who is the old man?" Yang Yifeng asked politely, but the indifference in his words did not hide it.

"Didn't your parents mention me to you?" asked the old man strangely.

"Nope. My parents have been dead for a long time, and I am the only one who has been cleaning their graves for many years, and I have never heard of any relatives or friends from them. Yang Yifeng shook his head and replied, he didn't ask the old man in detail, he just said if he wanted to, and if he didn't want to say it, he just said it. Anyway, it's just a momentary curiosity, just casual.

"Hey~~~" The sadness in the old man's eyes was not hidden.

Yang Yifeng was unmoved, waiting for the old man's answer, and after waiting for a while, it seemed that the old man was in deep thought and memories, and Yang Yifeng didn't plan to ask, whether he knew or not, Yang Yifeng was about to leave.

As soon as he took a step, the old man woke up and asked, "Don't you want to know what happened to your parents?

Yang Yifeng didn't look back or stop his pace, and said slowly as he walked: "You say it, I don't care." It doesn't matter if you know it or not. ”

The old man watched Yang Yifeng slowly withdraw from his sight, was confused for a while, changed to another expression, glanced at the tombstone, and said in his own voice: "Stone, I can't imagine that your son is so different, it really surprises me~! ”

Then he left the cemetery in a hurry.

Yang Yifeng paid tens of thousands of yuan in management fees, so that weeds would not grow in front of his parents' graves, which affected the tidiness of the tombstones. For these expenses, Yang Yifeng is not stingy.

Walking slowly on the road, Yang Yifeng's impression of the old man actually lingered, Yang Yifeng wondered, he could let himself take a look but lingered, such a profound person, I'm afraid it is definitely not simple~! But no matter how simple it is, Yang Yifeng just treats the old man as an ordinary man, because if it is a cultivator, Yang Yifeng can recognize it at a glance. This red dust is so heavy, if Yang Yifeng is a cultivator, he will definitely not practice in the city, because the aura is already scarce, and there is no aura in the city. Some of them are just evil and turbid. Practicing here for a thousand years will not lead to anything, if you can live to a thousand years. That old man? By the way, it's a kind of qi, strange and familiar qi, as if it's true qi, could it be that the old man has practiced internal strength?

The more Yang Yifeng thought about it, the more certain he became, no wonder he had a sense of déjà vu, he had originally cultivated his internal qi, and he couldn't imagine that there was such a thing in modern society. However, it is not uncommon that the ancient Chinese culture and 5,000-year-old civilization are so easily lost, and it is not uncommon for several martial arts cheats to be handed down to this day.

Yang Yifeng returned home and lived a dull life again, in fact, he watched TV and practiced, and only went out to find something to eat because of sex. Except for the boy chicken, Yang Yifeng didn't find anything to suit his appetite for a while.

Besides, after eating all 108 dishes, it is estimated that Yang Yifeng will become famous, and he will be famous. Yang Yifeng won't be so stupid!

Since Yang Yifeng came back from sweeping the tomb, he has lived an ordinary life of cultivation and leisure.

However, far away in the suburbs of Y City, Shanxi Province, in an ancient mansion covering an area of hundreds of square meters, a strong man in his thirties gently approached a dark and quiet house, handed over a document to the old man who was sitting on the old man's chair, and said respectfully: "Old man, this is your information." ”

The old man took the information, raised himself gently, turned on the switch next to him, and lit up a soft and bright light, revealing half of his appearance, and took a closer look Isn't it the old man Yang Yifeng saw in front of the tomb? "Are you sure that there is nothing wrong with this?"

"There must be nothing wrong with it, old man!" replied the strong man respectfully.

"Hmm~~ You go down. The old man said softly, then closed his eyes and pondered for a while, the light was reflected on the paper, and there were three words printed on the first line of his name: Yang Yifeng.

"It's strange, what's wrong? I disappeared for a month, but I went to the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau for a tour. Lin Zhenzhen, Feng Jun, you ..... forget it, let's keep it and talk about it. A fierce color flashed in his eyes, and he sighed. "Hey~~~ should you be an ordinary person and live your .........life in peace and stability?

After a few days, the old man gathered a group of old and young people in the ancient house, not much, it seems to be the number of three generations, there are nearly 100 people, this is the mentally handicapped and knows that this is a big surname.

The old man snorted majestically, and the hall, which was still a little noisy, suddenly quieted down, facing the hall door, and in the middle was an ancient sandalwood chair in the shape of a tiger, on which the old man sit, and in two positions on each side, there were also old men of the same age as the old man.

"Big brother~~ What is the important matter of calling me to wait?" asked an old man with a goatee who looked a little imaginary sitting on the right side of the old man.

"I found the son of the stone. The old man whispered.

"Isn't he in contact with us?" asked the other four old men in surprise, and the rest of the people below were also surprised, but they didn't say anything.