Chapter 170 Ancestor worship ceremony, a journey of wind and rain, a journey of flowers

Forget the dust peak, forget the dust in the center.

After recuperating for a whole day, Ming Xiaoqian had woken up, and after learning the results of the six-vein martial arts test from Mingyuechan on the side, a relieved smile appeared on her slightly pale face, and she seemed to be relieved, and then said bitterly: "It's a pity that I can't see the battle between my junior brother and Nan Ning's return to evil, mother~ I want to participate in tonight's ceremony." ”

Ming Yuechan frowned slightly, shook her head and said, "Your injury hasn't improved yet, and it's inconvenient to even get out of bed and move around, so it's better to rest." ”

"It's all right. Ming Xiaoqian said hurriedly, lifted the quilt, jumped out of bed, didn't think that she couldn't slow down in one breath, her feet were soft, and she almost fell to the ground.

She stuck out her tongue at Mingyuechan, who looked displeased, and said, "Uh, this is an accident, an accident." ”

Mingyuechan nodded her forehead angrily and funny, and was about to speak, when there was a sound of footsteps outside the house, from far to near, and after a while, Lin Chen and Yan Ruoxue appeared in front of the door.

Ming Xiaoqian's eyes rolled, and she called happily: "Sister, you can come back!"

Yan Ruoxue pushed open the door and walked in, seeing that her sister's face had improved greatly, she smiled and said, "Well, is Qian'er's body much better?"

Ming Xiaoqian said coquettishly: "It's a lot, sister, discuss something with you~"

Yan Ruoxue was stunned for a moment, Mingyuechan patted Ming Xiaoqian's forehead angrily, seeing that the clothes of the two were wet by the heavy rain, she frowned slightly, and said with some heartache: "Such a big person, they don't know how to take care of themselves, although people in immortal cultivation have the true law in their bodies, they are still no different from ordinary people in essence, go and change into dry clothes, beware of letting the cold invade the body." ”

Yan Ruoxue nodded, and returned to this quiet Beiwan, her wet clothes were clinging to her skin, and she was really a little chilly.

However, Lin Chen smiled at her apologetically, because of his own relationship, this empathetic senior sister also suffered, he walked into the room and said to Mingyuechan: "Senior sister, I will also go back first......

"Ahh

didn't think of a way to speak, and suddenly heard Ming Xiaoqian exclaim, Lin Chen looked at her in a daze, but saw this senior sister of the same age, covered her eyes, a red cloud flew on the jade spirit, and said with some anger: "You, why did you run in without clothes!"

As he spoke, his fingers secretly opened, and he looked at Lin Chenlai, who was showing his upper half of his body, with a little shyness and curiosity in his eyes.

Lin Chen's face turned red, Fang remembered that half of the clothes on his upper body had already been destroyed by Ning Guixie's ancient strange knife that cut through the red dust, and the other half was torn off by himself and wrapped in the Taichu Divine Sword, even if he was open and unscrupulous, at this moment, in front of these three women who treated him like relatives, he still felt quite embarrassed, and Fang couldn't stop talking halfway through-

"Uh,"

Just when he didn't know what to say, Yan Ruoxue smiled in her eyes and said softly: "It just so happens that I have also helped my junior brother make an extra set of clothes in the past two days." ”

Lin Chen was overjoyed, and said with a little shame: "This dress was ruined by Ning Guixie's guy like this, but it was in vain for my senior sister's hard work." ”

Yan Ruoxue smiled slightly, shook her head, walked out of the door, and walked to another room on the side.

Ming Yuechan smiled and looked at her little daughter with a little shyness on her face and Lin Chen with a sneering face, and didn't speak.

It didn't take long for Ming Xiaoqian to put down her hand and couldn't help but be curious: "Lin Chen, how can there be a strange totem on your right arm?"

When these words fell, Ming Yuechan couldn't help but look at Lin Chen, with her eyesight and Taoism, she could vaguely feel the strangeness of the totem on the young man's arm, remembering that in the previous competition, when Lin Chen grabbed the red dust with his empty hands, at that time, this totem actually gave people a feeling like an ancient beast that had taken away all the creation of the world and was about to come back to life, which made people frightened and inexplicable.

"Well, this is a useless magic weapon. ”

Lin Chen scratched his head, thought about it and said, after all, the origin of this heaven and earth wonder left to him by Li Ting is too terrifying, and he has never moved the idea of refining this supreme divine object for his own use, so he is telling the truth.

For him, this rare ancient artifact is more often an unforgettable and affectionate remembrance, which cannot be desecrated.

Ming Yuechan frowned lightly, as if she was thinking about something, at this time, Yan Ruoxue walked in, she had changed into a moon-white shirt, which was eye-catching, and what she was holding in her hand was a new dress that was folded and similar to the black robe on Lin Chen's body, after seeing Lin Chen happily take it, Ming Xiaoqian pouted and said dissatisfiedly: " Look at your happiness, hurry up and go back and change it, you have to participate in the ancestor worship ceremony tonight, as the first person in the big test, according to the past practice, you are representing the younger generation of Shushan to the ancestors of the past generations!"

Lin Chen was stunned for a moment, and said strangely: "There is such a thing?"

Dare to love this guy didn't know that there was an ancestor worship ceremony, Ming Xiaoqian patted his head, and said angrily: "The ancestor worship ceremony, for us in Shushan, is very solemn, the ceremony is held every ten years after the martial arts test, in order to show the prosperity of the sect to the ancestors of the past dynasties, and let the disciples remember the teachings left by the ancestors, in order to warn future generations, the honor of burning incense, not everyone has the opportunity, you have to pay attention to it." ”

Lin Chen suddenly realized, touched his nose, and said with a smile: "Got it, then I'll go back to Xiwan first." ”

Mingyuechan suddenly called him and said, "Chen'er, I'll go to the lotus pond later, about the sword mound, your master has something to say to you." ”

Lin Chen was slightly stunned, then nodded and walked out of the door.

The wind and rain were raging outside, and there was silence in the house.

Ming Xiaoqian's faint voice sounded: "Mother, does Daddy really want him to go to that murderous place?"

Mingyuechan didn't speak, and after a long time, she sighed softly.

......

Back in Xiwan's bamboo reed, after the young man hurriedly changed his clothes, he found an oilcloth green umbrella, and walked to the backyard, although he could use mana to break through the wind and rain, but after all, this was a laborious thing that consumed the true yuan, not to mention that his Dao power had not yet recovered, and he didn't dare to take it with him.

"Tonight's ancestor worship ceremony, Senior Sister Huang should appear, just to return the "Taichu" to her. ”

Lin Chen read while walking, after a while, he came to the backyard, the lotus pond in the wind and rain, it seems that there is a strange and inexplicable situation - the wind and rain Xiao Xiao, the pond full of residual lotus duckweed to rise and fall, bean-sized raindrops, jumping on those drifting residual lotus, for a while, this empty yard is full of the sound of rain hitting lotus.

It's just that this handsome young man doesn't seem to have the leisure to watch this rare scene of "dry lotus listening to the rain", so he can only look into the courtyard.

"Fortunately, Master hasn't arrived yet. ”

Lin Chen breathed a sigh of relief, remembering that Yan Jingchen had taught him the true trick of the Dao in the past, it seemed that every time he was waiting for him here first, it was because of this respected teacher's re-Taoism, he had to make the young man embarrassed.

As he was pacing, he suddenly felt an object kick under his feet. Looking down, he found that it was a piece of soil stained with some withered flowers and fallen leaves, and after a moment of silence, Lin Chen suddenly fell asleep, this piece of mud was not the morning dew and epiphany that Yan Jingchen summoned casually and showed a moment of beauty in front of his eyes?

"The morning dew and epiphany, blooming only for a moment, wonderful and beautiful, never eternal. In this world, there is no person or thing that every individual can be absolutely sure of, except for himself. It was that day's words that made me truly realize what my heart was.

At this moment, in the eyes of the young man, this plain withered flowers and grass turned into a piece of mud in the wind and rain, but the scattered flowers in the soil seemed to have a trace of nascent green.

Suddenly, Lin Chen's heart moved, and he secretly thought: The spell that the master cast that day was the "flower blooming instantly" in the ancient thirty-six Tiangang Dao method that has been lost?

Thinking for a while, he didn't have a clue, the young man suddenly shook his head and smiled, a withered flower, and let himself fall into a bitter thought that he hadn't had for a long time.

"It's better to wait until you have leisure in the future and then think about it!"

But at the moment, this journey of wind and rain and a journey of flowers really made Lin Chen sigh a little, all kinds of the past, like water without a trace, why is he not like this flower, swaying in the wind and rain, withering, and renewing?

For no reason, Lin Chen remembered the girl who met in Luoshui again, and subconsciously touched his lips, it seemed that that day was also so windy and rainy, and the sky was cold.

It's just that I don't know where she is now?

The boy thought blankly.

At this time, the sound of treading water came, and after a while, Yan Jingchen's figure appeared in the confused rain curtain.

His clothes were fluttering, dusty, wind and rain, and there was no sign of the spell being cast, but there was not a drop of rain on his body, and he stood there, straight like a god who broke through the water, floating out of the dust.