The ancestor of the Wang family, Meng Qi, the ancestor of the Wang family in the mythical era, had his pupils slightly contracted, feeling inexplicably horrified.
Although the Wang family deliberately conceals it, and ancient events often involve secrecy, and have been erased or sealed in the long history by big figures, and his legend is often unclear, the most basic situation is still known to everyone.
He obtained Luo Shu, understood the principles of heaven, and created a calculation comparable to Fuhuang Bagua; he exhausted all the secrets of heaven and established an eternal foundation; he is at least a legendary power, and even more powerful
And such a person with great supernatural powers actually let out such a shrill and frightening scream before death, which echoed for eternity and is difficult to completely eradicate.
What did he meet and see before he passed away
What is even more frightening is that such an encounter is not accidental. Every ancestor of the Wang family, as long as they have attained the Dharmakaya, will scream like this before sitting down. Could it be that the calculation of sutras is too overbearing, and the backlash of heaven has turned into a curse, and has penetrated into this door. Among the techniques, as long as you practice, you will either die at an early age at fifty, or you will not die well.
For some reason, the words "Not a good death" always lingered in Meng Qi's mind, scarlet and ferocious.
Doubts, horror, and other emotions in his heart were like blisters, and they kept coming up. He subconsciously wanted to ask questions, but he thought that it involved the secrets of the Wang family, and it was the ancestral hall of the Wang family. It was impossible for an outsider like him to go find out, so he forcibly restrained himself. After thinking about it, he looked at the frightened He Xiang and said with a smile: Since it is a common thing, why be afraid
He Xiang pouted: You don't understand, that girl will be scared even if she hears it ten thousand times.
Meng Qi smiled and was about to go back to his room when an idea suddenly flashed in his mind: Wang Siyuan has always been a magic stick. He didn't say everything, but he meant more than he meant. Did he have other meanings in asking him to stay tonight and talk tomorrow
Knowing that there would be obsessive screams coming from the ancestral hall in the middle of the night, he arranged himself in the nearby Tianji Building instead of the guest house far away. With the Jiangdong Wang family's eternal management, the ancestral house was fully decorated. It's hard to think twice in this world. If you live a little further away, with layers of forbidden laws weakening you, you won't be able to notice it unless you intentionally eavesdrop.
In other words, he let himself stay in Tianji Tower just so that he could hear the screams.
And what is the purpose of letting yourself hear the screams
Thinking of this section, Meng Qi turned around. Looking at Hexiang: A certain pair of ancestors of the Wang family have always admired each other, and now they have the opportunity to come here. I want to offer a stick of incense, but I wonder if I have the chance now.
This kind of request is unreasonable. Not to mention that the powerful Wang family has many deceased members. For any family, the ancestral hall is a top priority. It is mainly open to family members. If outsiders really have a reason, they may bring incense and pay tribute as appropriate. , but it must be daytime. I have never heard of anyone going to someone else's ancestral hall in the middle of the night, and he didn't tell the head of the family, just a maid.
However, He Xiang showed a smile: Master Su has such admiration for my ancestors of the Wang family. The whole Wang family is very happy. My little maid will take you to the ancestral hall to offer incense.
Sure enough, Meng Qi secretly thought and said nothing. Following He Xiang, we went down to the Tianji Tower, passed the pen washing pool, passed through the pine trees, and arrived at the solemn and solemn ancient building.
The door of Wang's ancestral hall was closed. Two guards in black armor were guarding the door, with only a pair of eyes exposed. Their auras were obscured by armor, but their eyes were as dark as ink, as if all the secrets of heaven had been hidden in them, which was quite extraordinary.
As expected, the Jiangdong Wang family has a profound background, and there are countless secretly strong men who do not travel in the world. Meng Qi nodded secretly, watched He Xiang take out the token, and opened the door.
The ancestors of the Wang family are at least legendary. They must have one or more caves, and there must be no shortage of opportunities for training. Whether they can travel in the world or not will not hinder the promotion of their children.
What is the foundation for establishing a family forever? This is
Walking into the ancestral hall, Meng Qi suddenly felt a chill, as if he had stepped into a mausoleum that had been built for many years. There were many long tables in the hall in front of him, and the tables were filled with black tablets, densely packed with names and taboos, like a Both eyes were looking at him, which was inexplicably scary.
The Jiangdong Wang family has been in the family for at least 200,000 years. Even though they lived a long life in ancient times, they still have many ancestors accumulated today. Those who have achieved Dharmakaya and those who have not achieved Dharmakaya are all here, forming a forest of memorial tablets.
Directly in front is the most empty area. There is only a tablet on the incense table. It is rich in black and has solemn gold characters. It has a few big words: The ancestor of the Wang family.
What about his name? Could it be that his name was already ominous? Even the Wang family dared not mention it. Meng Qi frowned and looked carefully. His eyes were suddenly attracted by those golden characters, and then he felt that they were getting bigger and bigger. Everything around him was blurred, and time and space appeared. Change.
In an instant, Meng Qi found himself in front of a tomb mountain. The mountain was dark and full of cliffs, and many caves were dug out on each cliff. There were coffins of bronze or black wood. In front are the tablets we just saw.
There is only one road leading to the top of this cemetery. There are coffins and memorial tablets on both sides of the road. There is an ancient bronze coffin on the top of the mountain that gives people an extremely heavy feeling. It is tied with nine purple and black chains and stands quietly. Above it is a tablet that is as black as the night sky, with the seal script of the founder of the Wang family written in gold.
Nine purple and black chains stretched into the tomb and seemed to spread to the core of the earth, connecting themselves to the world.
The ancestral hall of the Wang family is a cave of the Wang family. It is sad that the ancestors of all generations can be buried. Meng Qi understood, but he still frowned slightly. This arrangement seemed to suppress the ancient bronze coffin.
The backlash suffered by the ancestor of the Wang clan was so terrible that even if he died, it would be extended to future generations. If not suppressed, the clan might even be exterminated.
At this time, there was a red lantern in Hexiang's hand. The candlelight inside was flickering, illuminating the surroundings, but it made the ancestral hall even more gloomy.
Didn't Headmaster Su want to offer incense? He Xiang asked with a smile.
Meng Qi didn't know what Wang Siyuan had in mind. He nodded gently and followed He Xiang on the mountain road, climbing slowly.
The coffins on both sides were like a forest, giving people a strong sense of oppression. The screams echoed occasionally, making it even more terrifying.
At this moment, Meng Qi's ears twitched and he heard a tooth-aching creaking sound coming from a black wooden coffin next to him. It seemed like someone was scratching the lid inside.
Meng Qi immediately paused and held the sword in his right hand. He was shocked. Could it be that screaming before he died was not enough? After death, he turned into a ferocious undead monster.
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The lid of the coffin was opened little by little. Meng Qi looked solemn as he stood in front of He Xiang, whose legs were weak with fear, and was about to pull out his sword.
Cough cough cough Suddenly, a familiar coughing sound came from inside the coffin.
Meng Qi's expression suddenly became strange. He saw a thin white figure struggling to get up, with a sickly blush on his cheeks. He was so weak that he seemed ready to fall back into the coffin at any time. He was clearly the eldest son of Wang, Wang Siyuan.
How could Mr. Wang pretend to be so clever? Meng Qi laughed, and the little girl He Xiang almost fainted from fright.
Wang Siyuan came out and said with a faint smile: "This is the coffin I picked for myself. What do you think?"
Not bad, Meng Qi said casually, and added in a cheesy way, using bronze would be more elegant.
Fan Wang Siyuan waved his hand to Hexiang to retreat down the graveyard, and then walked forward slowly without saying a word.
Meng Qi didn't say anything, waiting for the magic stick to speak. The two of them were silent all the way, walking side by side to the top of the peak, and stopped in front of the bronze coffin of the founder of the Wang clan.
Only then did Meng Qi discover a roll of dark pictures in front of the coffin, which was tightly tied with a thin golden rope.
Pictures of the true spirits of ghosts and gods. Wang Siyuan's voice was erratic and ghastly, like a ghost. The ancient heaven fell, and the list of gods became empty again. One after another, the gods who had entered the gods and achieved the status of gods came out of trouble. There were still relatives and friends who relied on help to rebuild the Dharma body. Ahem, he was just a lonely person. It is extremely miserable. Their magical power comes from the list of gods and from heaven. Once they lose it, they can only become lonely ghosts. The ancestors took pity on them and refined this scroll to contain them.
Regarding the Conferred Gods List, Meng Qi really wanted to say that he had just seen the real Conferred Gods List.
It's a pity that Uncle Xiao Bai was very curious after he came to the real world and wandered around on his way from Langya to Jiangdong. Otherwise, Wang Dashun would have been shocked if the magic whip was here.
Wang Siyuan took a long breath before recovering: Unfortunately, the scroll mysteriously disappeared on the night they re-entered the True Spirit Map, and it suddenly reappeared more than twenty days ago.
Meng Qi took a breath.
The recurrence of Wang Siyuan's old illness is related to this
Suddenly, he heard a creaking sound again, coming from the bronze coffin in front of him.
This is the coffin of the ancestor of the Wang family.
Wang Da Shen stick pretended to be a fool again. Meng Qi looked at Wang Siyuan in astonishment.
Wang Siyuan said with a half-smile: "I just wanted you to get used to it."
There was no smile in his eyes, just madness.