Lindong.

Bai's.

The head of the Bai family, Bai Shizhi, stood with his hands behind his back, looking south with a cold expression and a flash of light in his eyes.

After a while, he suddenly heard him speak and said, "Have you taken it back?"

There was no sound of answering behind me, but a wind suddenly came.

Bai Shizhi turned around and saw an old token hanging from behind, but no one was seen. He didn't care. He reached out to take the token off and paused. He wanted to ask Bai Jiye how it was, but the next moment a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Bai Jiye was born with a sick and weak body and was difficult to practice. However, in terms of intelligence, it is rare in the world and will never let himself die. It is just a pity that such a person cannot practice, which is really touching... But if Bai Jiye can practice, if he can practice, the status of the Bai family head is also in danger.

Bai Shizhi thought this way, and showed a smile, shook his head slightly, and said lightly to the front: "The war has come here, and countless refugees come from the south, approaching the capital. Your time has come... Let's set off tomorrow, hide among the refugees, just be an orphan. I will let you lead you, and in the future, I will be a fleeing orphan, and I will rush in the Kingdom of Shu as an orphan."

After a pause, he heard his tone be a little deeper, and said, "Trying to break into a deep-rooted position will be of great benefit to you... I will send you the order one day, and then it will be the end."

In the darkness ahead, he responded with a cold tone and then disappeared without a trace.

Bai Shizhi knew that the boy had left, and immediately shook his head and smiled.

If it were someone else, who would dare to be so rude to him, the head of the Bai family? But the boy he taught him was this kind of wild nature like a wolf and a lonely ghost.

He lowered his head and looked at the old token. A strange color flashed in his eyes, and then he took steps.

It seemed as if clouds were growing under his feet, and the mist was hazy.

Walking for a few steps, people are like flowing clouds and flowing water, like flying clouds and fog, shuttled through the fog.

But in a few breaths, I had already arrived at the Bai family's ancestral hall.

...

The Bai Family Ancestral Hall did not seem solemn and grand, but it was solemn and indifferent, and it seemed a little cold and heavy.

Even though Bai Shizhi, as the head of the Bai family, has been here many times, every time he comes here, he is as close as his first arrival, full of respect.

The Bai family is different from other places. Since their ancestors, they have been a Taoist family, and their customs and customs are very different from other clans.

On the road of practicing Taoism, nature, understanding, and perseverance are all extremely important. Many descendants of the Taoist clan in the world are not very powerful, and occasionally there will be periods, so that no one will succeed you and gradually fall... The ancestors of the Bai family were immortals, leaving many arrangements to bring blessings to future generations, so they did not have such worries.

In addition to the arrangement of ancestors, it also caused many people in the clan after years of growth and scattering.

Although the seeds of practicing Taoism are selected from one in a hundred, the number of members of the Bai family is large enough to select the best seeds of practicing Taoism. However, because of the large number of people, the Bai family has been reproduced to this day, and even the ancestral halls are divided into three places.

One place is a cultivator below the third level of heaven, or even a mortal who has not practiced. As long as he can make great contributions to the Bai family, he can enter after his death.

And the other one is the master who has cultivated into Yin Shen.

As for the place in front of me, it is the ancestor who has been able to cultivate into the Yangshen Zhenren over the years.

"Ancestors were born at the wrong time. Even if they practiced as Yang God, they would be turned off by death... If they were born in the present world, they could be able to be a god, and even if they were born in the future, they could be reincarnated after death, and even practiced in the ghost realm, or they could live forever in the world, which would be a pity."

Bai Shizhi couldn't help but sigh, walked forward and walked into the ancestral hall.

The darkness inside is filled with a cold and heavy feeling.

Even if the Yang Spirit was condensed before his death, the Yang energy was still eliminated after his death. Now what is left is just Yin wind... Without special circumstances, it is not easy to leave a soul, turn into a ghost, and transform into a ghost realm.

Throughout history, I don’t know how many practitioners can stay in the world but how many of them are in the ghost realm?

If one lives in the later generations, one can not only reincarnate, but also cultivate the ghost immortal. Unfortunately... As mentioned earlier, he was born at the wrong time.

When I came to my eyes, there were many spiritual positions above, passed down from generation to generation, almost half a hundred.

Baishizhi took out three incense sticks, lit them with candlelight, and bowed sincerely.

But I saw smoke and dust curling and the candlelight was dim.

After a moment, Bai Shizhi raised his head and looked at the top of the spiritual position.

It is made of gloomy wood. This wood has been deposited for tens of millions of years and is known as a divine wood. It has indeed magical features. It is cold in nature and can depend on the soul. It is extraordinary.

The spiritual position is written: the immortal position of the ancestor of the Bai family.

The font is square, simple and heavy, and has a sense of vastness.

From Bai Shizhi to the point where he can remember, this was already a tablet dedicated to the ancestral hall, which was said to have been preserved when the Bai family was founded.

The text above, the writing method on it, and all the traces on it are very different from the customs of the times, with a simple and vicissitudes of life.

"Please respectfully for the ancestors."

Bai Shishida spoke in a low voice.

It is said that this wood can communicate with immortals, gods and ghosts, and even in the overall situation of the gods, it can make ancestors know the prayers of their descendants.

But later Bai Shishi cultivated into Yang Shen, and he knew that the truth was not the case.

This immortal throne has been worshipped by the descendants of the Bai family for many years. The incense vows in the dark have been blessed on the ancestors. Now a god of incense has been born on this immortal throne.

And this incense god was inspired by the ancestor who had attained enlightenment and became an immortal, and was like a distraction and attached to the ancestor's thoughts.

Bai Shizhi bowed and bowed and waited quietly.

A moment later, an inspiration appeared on the immortal throne.

A light ray of light spreads slowly.

An old and distant voice suddenly spoke and asked, "How?"

Hearing this voice, Bai Shizhi felt a stern in his heart and immediately replied: "I have obtained the token from the Bai branch of Yuanjing City. There is indeed a wisp of Qingyuan's blood energy on it."

The Bai family ancestor said calmly: "In this way, we will start the method according to the method I preached."

Bai Shizhi replied in a low voice, and he raised his head, a serious look flashing in his eyes.

...

And in Nanliang.

Towards the east.

Qing Dynasty used the method of shrinking the ground to form an inch, and it took more than a hundred miles per step, almost facing the East China Sea.

Even if a real person approaches, he is avoided by Qingyuan... After all, since he cultivated into the Cave Xuan Tower, his own perception has been extremely broad. The ordinary real person has not yet discovered him, but it is already within his perception range.

However, the next moment, Qingyuan's footsteps suddenly paused, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.
Chapter completed!