"Haha!" Yang Yufan smiled, when his eyes saw the door plaque hanging on the main hall, a lightning bolt flashed in his mind: "This is the ancestral hall, I remember that there was a mysterious voice in the library building, as if it was asking me to come here to worship the ancestors." I don't know what the intention of the pen "fun" pavilion www.biquge.info? ”

Yang Yufan walked up the steps step by step and came to the gate of the hall, because it was night time, there were no guards at the entrance of the hall. After all, there are nothing precious in the ancestral hall, just some ancestral tablets, and no one will be so bored and destroy the ancestral tablets of other people's families.

Yang Yufan pushed open the door of the ancestral hall and entered the inside, the candles in the ancestral hall were not extinguished day and night, and they were still bright. The furnishings inside have not changed much, just like when he first arrived, he walked to the young statue in the center of the ancestral hall, looking at the young man wearing a white robe, holding a bun, and holding a bronze sword carved vividly, he naturally knew that this statue was the founding ancestor of the Yang family, Yang Lingxiao.

Yang Yufan picked up nine incense sticks from the god case, lit them and retreated to the futon in front of the ancestor statue, and respectfully bowed to the ancestor statue nine times, and then got up and inserted the incense into the incense burner. He raised his head and looked at the statue of the ancestor Yang Lingxiao carefully: "The mysterious voice of the library building, calling me to come and worship the ancestors, I am now incense, and it seems that nothing strange has happened after worshipping and worshipping." ”

Yang Yufan thought indifferently, he also knew in his heart that this worship of the ancestors, not to mention that there are people worshipping every day, but there will still be people coming every three or five days, if there is really any treasure, I don't know how many times it has been taken away.

"Huh!" When Yang Yufan's gaze inadvertently swept to the eyebrows of the ancestor statue, he seemed to have made some discovery. I saw a faint vertical mark on the center of the eyebrows of the ancestor statue, like an unopened eye.

"This can't be the same third eye as Erlang God, right?

Just as Yang Yufan was thinking wildly, he inadvertently released a wisp of spiritual power and swept towards the eyebrows of the ancestor statue...

Boom! The ancestor statue trembled, the red light in the center of the eyebrows bloomed, a red lotus slowly emerged from the center of the ancestor statue's eyebrows, the red light became more and more abundant, and a supreme spiritual coercion spread out from the red lotus, Yang Yufan was instantly pressed to the point that his body trembled, and he couldn't move. He only felt that his spiritual green lotus seemed to be about to shatter in front of this red lotus.

Spiritual power is not like cultivation that can be cultivated, it grows with the strength of cultivation.

The three-grade green lotus corresponds to the qi refining period, the six-grade is the Danfu, and the nine-grade is the golden pill to the twelfth grade to be the red lotus... By analogy, no one has ever been able to surpass his own cultivation realm with his spiritual power.

"I didn't expect the cultivation of the ancestors to be so high!" Yang Yufan sighed, and immediately reacted, after all, the Yang family was a super existence comparable to the Immortal Gate at its most glorious time, how could the cultivation of its head be poor.

The red lotus shook slightly, and slowly flew out from the eyebrows of the ancestor statue, and came to Yang Yufan's body, and the red lotus circled around Yang Yufan a few times, as if she was investigating something. Then I saw the red lotus fly to the top of Yang Yufan's head, spinning drippingly, and a trace of pure spiritual light hung down from the red lotus and enveloped Yang Yufan.

A small but domineering spiritual force entered his body, causing a riot in his blood, as if he was about to explode and die at any time, this feeling was very terrifying, Yang Yufan couldn't move now, he could only watch his body that was about to explode.

In fact, Yang Yufan's heart was very calm, after all, this red lotus flew out from the eyebrows of his ancestor Yang Lingxiao, and it was impossible for Yang Lingxiao to leave the red lotus to bring disaster to his descendants. Sure enough, Yang Yufan's riotous bloodline quickly calmed down. The domineering spiritual power that entered his body, as if he had completed his mission, was wrapped in a drop of Yang Yufan's essence blood, flew out of the Baihui acupoint above his head, and merged into the red lotus.

Then, the red lotus bloomed from the dazzling red pillar of light, which rose to the sky, passed through the protection of the ancestral hall and shot straight into the depths of the sky, and a supreme spiritual coercion swept the entire Luoxia Mountain. However, this spiritual coercion came and went quickly, and soon the red pillars of light that connected the heavens and the earth disappeared.

This red pillar of light is not something that ordinary people can see, except for the spiritual heavenly masters above the fifth order and some peerless powerhouses, no one can see it, there is no such strong person in Luoxia Mountain, so Luoxia Mountain is exceptionally calm, they are not this treasure against the sky, they were born on this night.

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On a beautiful mountain peak shrouded in clouds and mist, where cranes fly even at night, like day, stands a beautiful palace that seems to be not in this space. In the simple and elegant palace, a girl with blue hair and white skirt and a white veil and a bumpy figure trembled her delicate body. Tian slightly opened a pair of cold and piercing blue eyes, looking at the west from afar, and a trace of doubt flashed in his blue eyes: "West." Eccentric. ”

Outside the Yang family's library building, sitting cross-legged is the old man, who opened his eyes that he had not opened for many years, and looked in the direction of the ancestral hall, a rare smile appeared on the old man's face, and he nodded slightly and closed his eyes.

The spiritual light of the red lotus converged quickly, and then slowly fell, from Yang Yufan's Baihui acupoint, unimpeded into the person to the sea of his spirit, suspended above.

At this time, the coercion on Yang Yufan's body had also been withdrawn by the Red Lotus, and then he sensed that there was a spiritual connection between himself and the Red Lotus, as if he could use the power of the Red Lotus, but it seemed to be difficult.

Yang Yufan's three-grade green lotus swayed for a while, slowly blooming, as if welcoming the arrival of the red lotus. A figure rose from inside, not very clear at first, but with the development of Sanpin Qinglian, his face became clearer and clearer, not Yang Yufan or who. His spirit body flew out of the sea and flew to a height equal to that of the Red Lotus.

At this time, the red lotus slowly rotated and slowly opened, and the first, fifth, tenth, and fifteenth grades did not stop.

"Fifteen-pint Red Lotus," Yang Yufan's shocked spiritual fluctuations came out: "Could this be the fifteen-pint red lotus possessed by the fifth-order Spirit Heavenly Master?" Yang Yufan's eyes rolled, and he looked closely at the red lotus floating above his spiritual sea, thinking in surprise, Fifteen-pint Red Lotus, this can only be condensed by cultivating to reach a god-like existence.

Yang Yufan's eyes were fiery and he looked at the fifteen-grade spiritual red lotus, as if he had seen the most beautiful food in the world, no, it was a hundred times hotter than that. What is the concept of this fifteen-pint red lotus, if an ordinary person gets it, even if he is only a first-order heavenly eye, he may become a demon-level spirit heavenly master, with a wealth that he will never enjoy in a lifetime, and countless powerful people will rush to be his protector and fight to the death for him.