Dragon Emperor, Martial God

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When Ling Yun opened his eyes, one of the two eyeballs was pitch black and the other silvery white, and suddenly two black and white rays of light appeared, which looked extremely strange!

Yin-Yang divine eyes!

Refining Qi to transform God, Ling Yun retreated for a day and a night. Of course, what he practiced was his housekeeping skill, Yin Yang Jue.

At this moment, Ling Yun's body was full of yin and yang zhenqi, and it began to dissipate out of the body, but instead of drifting away, it surrounded Ling Yun's body, ethereal and hazy, giving Ling Yun an ethereal and ethereal feeling.

Now, if someone with a low realm, or an ordinary person looks at him, he will feel that Ling Yun's figure is ethereal and hazy, as if he is independent of another time and space.

This is a unique scene where one Qi Yin Yang Jue has been cultivated to great success, and it is really beginning to enter the room.

"receive!"

Ling Yun was in his own home, so he naturally didn't want to be too conspicuous. With a thought, he absorbed all the yin and yang qi that had escaped from his body into his body.

"Well, three drops of divine energy are full, and there is still a surplus. It seems that the peak level of Qi training is completely solid!"

In the early stage of Qi training, it is subdivided into three layers.

Nature has its own criteria for division, and the criteria are very simple.

In the qi refining period, the qi is refined to transform into a god. The monks use their own cultivation techniques to condense their own essence or true qi in the body into a divine essence.

With Shenyuan and being able to use Shenyuan, monks also have mana.

Then, the initial stage of Qi training is the division of the first three levels of the Qi refining period. Of course, the basic standard is the speed of condensing the divine essence.

At the peak level of Qi training, three drops of divine energy can be condensed in a day; at the peak level of Qi training at the second level, it only takes one hour; at the peak level of Qi training at the third level. It only takes one minute to condense three drops of divine energy.

Condensate three drops of divine essence in one minute. It means that a monk's mana can be endless, and he can continue to cast spells.

It is for this reason that

Once a monk breaks through the initial stage of Qi training and enters the fourth level of Qi training, he will be able to fly with his sword because he has enough mana to support him.

In the same way, monks make alchemy and refine weapons. Drawing talismans, mobilizing formations, etc., can also be completed by using Shenyuan, and of course it will be done faster and better than those without Shenyuan.

"Sure enough, none of those nasty things dare to approach."

Ling Yun glanced slightly with his yin and yang divine eyes, his eyes were like lightning, and he found that the inside and outside of the room were clean, without any "dirty things" appearing.

Of course Ling Yun knew that today was the fourteenth day of the seventh lunar month in China, the most cloudy day of the year.

According to legend, on this day, the gate of hell is wide open. Ghosts of the night.

However, Ling Yun has achieved great body training, the blood in his body is extremely strong, and his own blood is extremely full. Those evil ghosts dare not approach his surroundings at all.

Ling Yun smiled, put away his yin and yang eyes, and got out of bed.

Then he took a shower and changed his clothes, cleaned himself up neatly, and then walked out of the room.

"Yun'er, are you ready?"

Ling Lie had already stood at the door of Ling Yun's room, waiting for a long time, with a dignified and serious expression.

Ling Yun swept his eyes away. It was found that Ling Lie was holding a thick old book in his hand, which was the family tree of the Ling family.

He nodded calmly: "Grandpa. I'm all ready."

"Okay, come with grandpa."

Ling Lie stretched out his hand. Grabbing Ling Yun's arm, the two of them walked side by side, heading straight to the Ling family's ninth courtyard, to the Ling family's ancestral hall.

The Ling family puts filial piety first, and every year on New Year's Eve, Qingming Festival, and Zhongyuan Festival, these three traditional ancestor worship festivals will hold formal ancestor worship activities.

Burn paper money, invite ancestors, worship ancestors, and pray for ancestors to bless the family with safety and prosperity.

At least three times a year, every time never fails.

It's not just the Ling family, and it's not just the other big families in Huaxia. As long as they are Huaxia people, they basically abide by this tradition, and every household is no exception.

This is one of the traditional ways that China has passed down from generation to generation to promote filial piety.

But this year, the Ling family is different from previous years, because there is one more person, Ling Yun is back.

Ling Yun could feel Ling Lie's mood at the moment through his slightly trembling palm, solemn and solemn, yet excited.

"grandfather."

Ling Yun grasped Ling Lie's hand with his backhand, and poured a stream of Xuanhuang Zhenqi into Ling Lie's palm to help him calm down.

"I'm fine, let's go quickly. Your father, your uncle and uncle, and your brothers and sisters are already waiting in the ancestral hall."

Ling Lie turned his head, glanced at Ling Yun with a smile, and said.

"Oh."

Ling Yun responded, and at the same time let go of his spiritual sense to sweep away, and the powerful spiritual sense immediately enveloped the entire Ling family's ancestral house.

Then Ling Yun focused his consciousness on the ancestral hall of the Ling family.

I saw that in the ancestral hall of the Ling family, there were many memorial tablets, which were neatly placed. Candles were already lit on the table where the ancestral tablets were placed. The entire ancestral hall was filled with cigarettes, giving people a solemn and solemn feeling.

A small willow tree more than three feet high, with luxuriant branches and leaves, was erected right under the tablet of the ancestors of the Ling family.

This is naturally the inheritance of the Ling family, the willow of ghosts and gods, the one that Ling Yun gave to Mo Wudao to study, because the Ling family wanted to worship their ancestors, he had already returned it to Ling Lie and placed it here.

Outside the ancestral ancestral hall, of course, Ling Lie's three sons, Ling Zhen, Ling Yue, and Ling Xiao, stood solemnly one after the other, and behind them stood their own family members, with the male in front and the female in the back.

Ancestor worship activities, of course, pay attention to rules, and according to different regions, the customs and rules to be paid attention to vary from place to place.

In some places, no woman in the family can participate in ancestor worship, whether it is a married daughter-in-law or an unmarried daughter.

This is also one of the reasons why China favors boys over girls.

But in some places, it doesn't matter, as long as it is a family, no matter men, women, old or young, they can participate in ancestor worship activities, making it appear that the family is prosperous and praying for the ancestors to bless the family. Can last forever.

Even now in many rural areas, such things as worshiping ancestors, after the death of grandpa. Basically, it is dominated by grandma, who pay more attention to traditional rules.

If grandparents are dead. That is the generation of parents, and it will be postponed in turn.

The Ling family is naturally in the latter situation, inheriting filial piety, regardless of gender, as long as they are the direct blood of the Ling family, they can participate.

Otherwise, Ling Lie would not have been in a hurry to tell Ling Yun about Ling Xue yesterday.

In consciousness. Ling Yun's eyes flicked past his father and other people he had already met, and finally landed behind Ling Zhen.

Behind the head of the family, Ling Zhen, stood two men, one was Ling Yong, and the other, needless to say, was of course Ling Hao, the eldest son and grandson of the Ling family.

Ling Yun had already seen Ling Hao's photo, so he didn't need to guess at all, and he recognized Ling Hao at a glance.

Ling Yun observed Ling Hao. I saw that although he was handsome, his face was extremely pale, with a pair of slightly narrow eyes. Wei Wei is bloodshot, her footsteps are flimsy, she stands there casually, giving off a loose and carefree feeling.

The kid was looking around non-stop at this time, with a look of anxiety flashing from time to time, and he seemed very restless.

Of course Ling Yun knew what he was worried about, and there was a stern smile on the corner of his mouth.

Ling Hao finally came back.

Now that you're back, don't even think about running away.

He glanced at Ling Hao. Ling Yun didn't bother to look at him anymore, but turned his consciousness around. He looked at another member of the Ling family, Ling Xue.

Ling Xue has a slim figure. Pretty and beautiful, she was accompanying her mother, Dong Ruolan, standing side by side, not far behind Ling Xiao.

Different from Ling Hao's uneasiness, Ling Xue showed a complex expression, her breathing was a little heavy, and she held Dong Ruolan's palm tightly with one hand, trying to calm herself down.

Obviously, Ling Yun recognizes his ancestors and returns to his ancestors. Participating in the Ling family's ancestor worship tonight has a great influence on Ling Xue.

Whether it is positive or negative is unknown.

Ling Lie, grandpa and grandson Ling Yun walked side by side, neither of them showed their body skills. The two quickly passed through the eighth courtyard and came to the ninth courtyard.

This heavy courtyard is actually divided into two parts, which are located on the east and west sides respectively. The east side is naturally Ling Lie's small courtyard, and the west side is of course the ancestral hall of the Ling family.

Ling Lie took Ling Yun's hand and came to a circular arch. He stopped and said seriously: "Yun'er, the courtyard inside is the ancestral hall of our Ling family. Everyone has been waiting for you for a long time, go in After that, we will worship the ancestors immediately, and we will talk about other things at the family banquet after the ancestor worship."

Ling Yun smiled and nodded, expressing his understanding.

Ling Lie smiled in relief, took Ling Yun's hand, walked into the archway, and came to the courtyard where the Ling family's ancestral hall was located.

"Grandpa brought the fourth child here."

"Fourth..."

"Fourth Brother..."

The voices of Ling Yong, Ling Feng, Ling Li and others rang out one after another. They knew the rules, and their voices were not loud, because they were afraid of disturbing their ancestors.

Ling Yun nodded to them, and followed Ling Lie all the way forward, until he passed Ling Xiao, he stopped slightly, and called Ling Xiao his father.

Ling Xiao raised his hand and patted Ling Yun's shoulder: "Yun'er, do as your grandpa said."

Ling Lie took Ling Yun's hand and walked through the crowd all the way until he reached the gate of the ancestral hall. Then he stopped. He turned around and said solemnly: "Boss, second child, third child, you all bring your family members. Follow me into the house and pay homage to the ancestors of our Ling family!"

After finishing speaking, Ling Lie led Ling Yun, turned around first, and entered the Ling Family Ancestral Hall.

Under the leadership of Ling Zhen, Ling Yue and Ling Xiao, all the immediate family members of the Ling family followed closely.

All of a sudden, the Ling family's ancestral hall was full of people, more than a dozen people, but the whole ancestral hall was still very spacious and not crowded.

The Ling family's ancestral house has a history of more than a hundred years. When the population was the most prosperous, there were more than one hundred immediate family members. Now there are only a dozen people. Of course, it is impossible to fill this place.

After everyone came in and stood up, Ling Lie let go of Ling Yun's palm. He turned around, respectfully lit three sticks of incense, and put them on the huge incense burner in front of the memorial tablet.

Then he looked solemn, took three steps back respectfully, sank into his dantian, and spoke loudly: "The ancestors of the Ling family are above all, the unfilial son Ling Lie leads his children and grandchildren to worship the ancestors..."

After Ling Lie said some words about worshiping the ancestors, he turned his head and said to Ling Yun: "Yun'er, you come here to worship our ancestors first, recognize the ancestors and return to the clan." (To be continued.)