Infinite true path

Returning to Jingzhou, Huan Yin stayed in the Huan family mansion for three days.

In these three days, Huan Yin didn't see anyone, and he didn't even say a word to anyone. He just locked himself in the Huan family ancestral hall, kneeling alone in front of his father's tomb, silently.

For three days, Huan Yin didn't even move. He just knelt down like this, and as time passed, he seemed to have become a sculpture. Only the occasional swaying of the bright lamp in the ancestral hall could make his shadow change with the light.

Maybe countless thoughts have passed through my heart, or maybe I have actually said many things to my father silently. When he was about to leave, what Huan Yin was most reluctant to leave was, after all, the father who gave birth to and raised him. No matter where Huan Yin goes, he will never forget that if he did not have the protection of his father, he would have died in the Huan family. There would be no moment to step into the road, and there would be no chance to reach this stage today. ?

The most difficult relationship is the relationship between father and son. The hardest love to let go of is the love of a loving father. However, this fate had to happen, and this love had to be let go. Because Huan Yin’s path is not in the human world, but in the heavenly world. He will eventually leave, and he will never be able to come back and kneel down again.

Three days later, Huan Yin finally moved for the first time. His eyes were full of reluctance, and he kowtowed heavily towards Duke Huan's spiritual tablet.

"Dong dong dong!" Three very loud voices, carrying the meaning of farewell, echoed in the ancestral hall.

Then, Huan Yin said in a hoarse voice: "Father, the child is really leaving this time. Maybe... maybe the child will never have the chance to come back to see you in the future. Father, I wish you all the best in reincarnation... …”

After saying that, Huan Yin finally stood up, then turned around and pushed open the door of the Huan family ancestral hall.

The light shone in from the outside, causing Huan Yin, who was used to darkness, to squint his eyes unconsciously. Then, he gradually adapted to the light, and finally saw the scene outside the ancestral hall clearly.

The small courtyard outside the ancestral hall was full of people kneeling at the moment. Huan Yin recognized some of these people, while some had never even met them. However, Huan Yin knew that they were all descendants of the Huan family, relatives who were several generations apart from him but still had blood connections.

Huan Yin's eyes finally fell on the man kneeling in front. When Huan Lin saw Huan Yin looking over, he said: "These children are all descendants of my Huan family and your descendants. Today , I will bring them to see you and see you off."

Huan Lin didn't say anything to persuade him to stay, because he knew that if Huan Yin wanted to leave, he couldn't stay. He also knew very well that Huan Yin still had his own affairs, and he could not tie up Huan Yin with family ties.

Nodding silently, Huan Yin's eyes started from Huan Lin and swept over the faces of all the kneeling people one by one. Some of these people are already old, and some are still children of five or six years old. There was awe, strangeness, but also admiration in their eyes.

Finally, Huan Yin withdrew his gaze and said to Huan Lin: "Lin'er, this Huan family will be handed over to you in the future." After saying that, Huan Yin no longer lingered, stepped up with his right foot, and his whole body was already Disappeared without a trace.

All the descendants of the Huan family looked up at the sky, then knocked hard and shouted loudly: "Send it off, ancestors!"

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Among the nine states, Jizhou is located in the northeast corner. Although this state is vast, due to the lack of resources and barren soil, not only is it difficult for mortals to live here, but it is also difficult for even the orthodoxy to continue here.

Among the cultivators in Jizhou, there has never been any formal Taoist sect. There are only some ethnic groups that wander around and have no fixed residence, relying on blood and emotions to unite together. While they were practicing, they were also resisting harsh conditions.

There have been numerous cultivators in Jizhou for tens of thousands of years. However, these ethnic groups have never been large and cannot become a climate at all. The stronger ones, perhaps thousands of people as a group, can already dominate Jizhou. As for the weak ones, some groups even only have dozens of people.

Naturally, the cultivating ethnic group is far from being comparable to the regular sects. Within such an ethnic group, there are too many unstable factors, coupled with the impurity of its Taoist tradition and the weak foundation of the Taoist sect, making it vulnerable at any time. There may be a risk of collapse and disintegration, and it is simply impossible to inherit and continue like a regular sect.

In addition to internal instability, because there are too many ethnic groups in Jizhou, they are too mixed and resources are scarce, so fighting with each other has become commonplace. As a result, the external living conditions also appear to be quite unstable for these ethnic groups. Therefore, it is simply impossible for the ethnic group itself to be stable.

In the history of Jizhou, there seems to be no example of an ethnic group that can last for more than a thousand years. You know, this is an extremely incredible thing. Because monks seek immortality by practicing Taoism. Some monks live for more than a thousand years, but in such a huge state, there is no ethnic group that lives for more than a thousand years. How miserable is it?

However, this phenomenon in Jizhou was changed by an ethnic group hundreds of years ago. This group is called Baihu Dabu.

At first, most of the White Tigers were no different from ordinary tribes, although everyone expected to live a peaceful life. But living in the snowy plains in the far north of Jizhou, their living conditions are worse than in other places in Jizhou, so they can't live in peace at all.

In the history of this ethnic group, there have been battles, even wars, and the danger of annihilation several times. But in the end, for some unknown reason, this tribe finally survived one crisis after another.

Then, they began to work hard to develop, continue to accumulate strength, and become stronger. As a result, by about three hundred years ago, they were already a quite powerful and wealthy tribe, and they gradually established a firm foothold on the snowy plains in the far north of Jizhou.

Taking root in Jizhou is not an easy task. And taking root in the far north of Jizhou is even more incredible.

The gradual growth and prosperity of most of the White Tigers proved their strength and protected them from many external interferences.

However, strength is always relative. In the land of Jizhou, the richer the tribe, the more jealous and greedy it will be, unless you are so powerful that outsiders don't even dare to covet you.

Most of the White Tigers back then were naturally far from reaching that level. Therefore, several tribes finally appeared. They united and wanted to eradicate most of the White Tigers and divide most of the White Tigers' resources.

This kind of plot may be the rule of survival in the land of Jizhou, and it is also a plot that has been played out countless times in history.

For the alliance of several tribes, most of the White Tigers who have accumulated some experience can still compete with one or two in the initial stage and protect the land, people and resources. However, later, several powerful tribes joined the carve-up team, so the strength of most of White Tiger's opponents skyrocketed, and they could no longer support it.

Once the first defeat occurred, the entire battle situation would be like a mountain collapse, and most of the White Tigers would soon be out of breath. Most of the White Tigers, who have experienced several disasters, never imagined that in the end they would not be able to continue and would end up being exterminated.

However, at the most critical moment, when most of the White Tigers themselves had given up, the White Tiger God of the White Tigers seemed to appear.

That day, any monk who participated in the battle and survived will never forget that suffocating scene.

On the mountain peak where the White Tiger Temple is located, there is suddenly an endless ray of light, followed by a tiger roar that penetrates the clouds and cracks the rocks, making all the monks on the battlefield feel numb.

Then, everyone saw a snow-white tiger rushing down from the holy mountain. This white tiger's cultivation level reaches the sky and has surpassed the understanding of all the monks present. Even the strongest elders of those powerful tribes couldn't even make a move in front of this white tiger.

White Tiger rushed directly into the battle formation and helped most of the White Tigers fight the enemy without hesitation. And under its absolute strength, even though the number of White Tiger's opponents was dozens of times that of White Tiger's, it was completely defeated, and even had the potential to destroy everything.

Many people say that that day was the day when the Great White Tiger, the Great White Tiger, showed off his power to protect his people. However, there were some monks who were lucky enough to survive the battlefield and heard that most of the White Tiger people called the White Tiger "Bai Kui".

But no matter what, from then on, everyone knew that there was a White Tiger God among the White Tigers, whose cultivation reached the heavens and the earth. And with the existence of the White Tiger God, most of the white tigers have had the kind of transcendent strength that no one can even covet.

As a result, for three hundred years, most of the white tigers survived and developed to a point where they were far more prosperous than before.

Some people say that most of today's white tigers may become the first ethnic group to last more than a thousand years in Jizhou.