On the way to the family ancestral hall, Uncle Nine just hurried away without any communication with Ding Zhengyi, and his whole person seemed to be surrounded by depression.

And such an atmosphere seems to be contagious, Ding Zhengyi walked, and gradually felt a trace of heaviness, in order to dispel this inexplicable emotion, he deliberately looked around, constantly adjusting himself.

Under such circumstances, Uncle Jiu's expression was unobstructed in Ding Zhengyi's eyes.

At this time, his face was gloomy as water, his eyes were erratic, and combined with the unconsciously slight trembling of the corners of his mouth, it showed the hesitation and anxiety in Uncle Jiu's heart, and he was completely in a state of lost soul.

Fortunately, it was close to noon at this time, and there were no other clansmen on the road, otherwise, with the current appearance of Uncle Jiu, even the dullest person could see that something was wrong, and combined with the position of Uncle Jiu, the situation of the patriarch at this moment was about to come out, which would inevitably cause an uproar in the clan.

In the next hurry, Ding Zhengyi put away his thoughts to relieve his worries, and he couldn't help but secretly speculate about what happened to make Uncle Nine so out of shape.

Whether the patriarch's injuries have recurred, or whether he has fallen into greater trouble, or whether the family is facing an inescapable crisis.

His heart turned a thousand times, and Ding Zhengyi's face was also uncertain, but he quickly stopped thinking about it.

In the face of the answer that is about to be revealed, these clueless speculations at this time are just in vain in the end.

Gathering his mind, Ding Zhengyi adjusted his mentality, he no longer cared about the problems that the patriarch might have now, but was ready to deal with all kinds of troubles at any time.

In less than half a cup of tea, the two of them came to the ancestral hall compound of the family, and Uncle Nine was still standing where he used to be, and at the same time motioned to Ding Zhengyi in a trance to hurry up.

Uncle Nine did this, Ding Zhengyi had no way to comfort him, he could only simply signal that he didn't need to worry too much, and then immediately stepped into the threshold of the ancestral hall compound, and walked briskly towards the cultivation retreat room in the backyard without hesitation.

The closer he got to the backyard, the more Ding Zhengyi could sense that something was obviously wrong, because in his senses, the unique coercion of the Zhuji Monk at this time was permeating the surrounding of the ancestral hall, and it was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, and it was uncertain.

However, the weakness hidden in this is also quite obvious, and Ding Zhengyi, who has faced the coercion of Zhuji many times, feels more intuitive.

Without delaying the slightest time because of this, Ding Zhengyi hurried away, and soon he walked into the backyard of the ancestral hall.

It wasn't until the patriarch's cultivation retreat came into view that Ding Zhengyi suddenly discovered that his protective formation was actually in a closed state at this moment, which was the first time he had encountered such a situation, and that kind of ominous premonition was even stronger.

Worriedly and hurriedly took a few steps, Ding Zhengyi directly pushed open the door of the quiet room without politeness, and then Ding Changming's haggard figure sitting on the futon suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Ahem...... You're finally here, come in...... and close the door by the way. ”

Ding Changming coughed violently twice, and then he raised his trembling hand and beckoned inside, and then said to Ding Zhengyi weakly.

"What's going on?"

According to the patriarch's instructions, Ding Zhengyi hurriedly walked into the quiet room, then quickly turned around and closed the door, and then asked.

At this time, the patriarch's face was like gold paper, and his breath was like a gossamer, and he completely lost his previous grandeur.

His sense of weakness from the inside out made Ding Zhengyi directly think of the grandfather of the civil and military brothers, and even inferior.

The ubiquitous momentum he once had disappeared, if it weren't for the spiritual pressure of the foundation building around him that was still drifting, Ding Changming would now be like an ordinary old man in his last years.

"This time it's still too big, and the result is more and more injured...... It is estimated that without ten or eight years of recuperation, it will be difficult to recover completely...... If it weren't for the fact that I was waiting for you to come, I would have started my retreat ....... ”

As the soundproof shield was raised, Ding Changming muttered hard, his voice was like a mosquito sound, and he had to pause for a moment every time he said a word, which showed that his injuries were indeed quite serious.

"If there is anything you want to explain to me, you can just say it, the matter of healing is important. ”

Listening to the intermittent voice of the patriarch and looking at the irrepressible painful expression on his face, Ding Zhengyi felt very uncomfortable, and he couldn't help urging.

"I've stabilized my injury for the time being, it won't get worse anytime soon, so you don't need to worry. ”

Perhaps after the previous adaptation, Ding Changming's control over himself has been slightly strengthened, although his hoarse voice is still full of powerlessness, but at least it is much more coherent.

"I went to that ordinary lower grade spirit vein in the southwest two days ago, and according to the various judgments you made, I searched through all the suspicious places in a radius of more than ten miles around it, and sure enough, I found something. ”

Seeing that Ding Zhengyi seemed to want to open his mouth to persuade him, of course Ding Changming also knew that his injury should not be delayed any longer, so he hurriedly stopped him with his eyes, and then continued to speak.

"About ten miles northeast of the spirit vein, this place is far from the coverage of the spirit vein, there is an extremely deep canyon, a large river rushes through its bottom, the rock wall is extremely steep, and it is very slippery, if it is not for my sword, it is impossible to explore it in detail. ”

After resting for a while, Ding Changming gasped again, his weak appearance did not change at this time, but there was a strange look in his eyes.

"After several searches, I finally saw the claw prints of the Ink Feather Eagle you mentioned at the mouth of a very secret cave, and then went in and explored for several miles, only to find that there was a cave inside.

When the hole is several zhang wide and high, when it extends to the position below the spiritual vein, there is already a space in the belly of the mountain with a radius of 100 zhang.

The concentration of heaven and earth aura here far exceeds that of the clan, even if it is far from the middle-grade spiritual vein, but it is by no means comparable to the lower-grade spiritual vein, if it is not for the residual formation to cover it, it will inevitably show a vision.

This spiritual land in the belly of the mountain has obviously been fully developed a long time ago, and a lot of spirit trees and spirit plants have been planted, although it has been abandoned for a long time, and now the spirit plants are gone, but there are still many spirit trees that are quite old. ”

With the support of this excitement, Ding Changming's narration was obviously much smoother, but at this time, the slight horror on his face made him pause for a moment.

"Just as I relaxed my vigilance a little in a happy mood and was surveying the spiritual place in detail, a fifth-level iron gibbon with scaly wounds suddenly appeared out of thin air, looking embarrassed.

In that small space, I was caught off guard by the sudden encounter on a narrow road, and the strength of the demon beast of the same level was far above that of the monk, so this iron gibbon hit me hard in an instant.

If it weren't for the fact that I was well prepared, and in the midst of the lightning and flint, I hurriedly activated a defensive magic weapon, then this kind of sudden attack would most likely make me fall on the spot.

Fortunately, the gibbon itself was seriously injured, and after the fatal blow, he sat down on a dying death, which allowed me to escape and successfully kill him. ”

Speaking of this, Ding Changming showed a look of happiness on his face, he raised his right hand with difficulty, and touched the layer of shiny cold sweat on his forehead.

Even now that he has returned to the clan, Ding Changming still behaves like this, which shows how thrilling it was at that time, Ding Zhengyi was also terrified when he heard it on the side, and then he was even more afraid.

If Ding Zhengyi went recklessly, then whether he could find this location was secondary, but in the face of the crisis described by the patriarch just now, he must be more than lucky.

"After simply cleaning up the body of the gibbon, I found out after many attempts that there was an intact composite formation in the center of the space in the belly of the mountain, that is, where the gibbon suddenly appeared.

Iron gibbons who are known for their defensive power have been hit hard by this, the power of that formation is obviously not to be underestimated, after careful study for a while, I still can't find any clue, plus the injury was too serious at that time, there is a risk of not being able to support it at any time, so I can only return first. ”

After adjusting his mood, Ding Changming continued to speak and told the cause and effect of the whole incident, and then he calmed down, and then looked up at Ding Zhengyi.

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