Six Hundred and Thirty Nine Chapters Spirit
When passing [Chaoyang Pavilion] again, the interior of the pavilion is bright and full of jewels, which are the natural light emitted by the top-grade precious jade, and the reflection is even better than the daytime.
All the maids and servants are busy, going back and forth, seemingly endlessly.
Chen Jing passed by like the wind, passed through the row upon row of houses, and came to the last building on the left courtyard.
Here, it is the most simple, but also the most serious.
Normally, even the Qin family would not easily set foot there.
Only on the anniversary of the death of the ancestors, birthdays, and special festivals, can worship be seen.
Inside, there are two old slaves. One person is responsible for burning incense and candles during the day, and the other is responsible for lighting the lamps and extending the incense at night.
Anyway, here, incense candles and sandalwood are 24 hours without interruption.
‘In my memory, I only know that there are two old slaves here, but I don’t know their realm. I still have to use the [accuracy rate] to judge first. '
After some judgment, Chen Jing learned that the two old slaves here are both Jindan Xiaocheng monks.
On the two outermost sides of the ancestral hall, there are two side rooms, and the two old slaves live separately on the left and right.
‘As long as I don’t come within 5 meters of the Jindan Xiaocheng realm, there shouldn’t be any problems. '
After meditating, Chen Jing directly passed through the gate of the ancestral hall.
Inside the ancestral hall, there is a fan-shaped structure, with countless spiritual seats placed from left to right.
Tianyu adheres to the tradition, the left is the largest, and the last spiritual seat on the right is also the [Qin Tianjun's spiritual seat].
And the first spiritual position on the left is [Qin Chao's spiritual position]!
'Judging from the number of these spiritual seats, the first ancestor of the Qin family probably lived thousands or even tens of thousands of years ago. '
And this branch of Manduo Peak is just a branch of the Qin family. There are 54 branches and 54 main peaks in the Rilun Peak of the Qin family, all of which are of the Qin family.
It is conceivable that there are many people in this Tianyu who are thriving.
Looking around twice, Chen Jing finally saw a box on the incense cauldron in the center of the ancestral hall.
"that's it."
What was placed in that box was the Qijue of Disaster. It is the unique knowledge of Zhenshan handed down from Qin Tianjun's lineage.
Overjoyed in his heart, he immediately wanted to take away [Seven Wonders of Misfortune] in his invisible state.
However, just as he stepped into the inner circle of the ancestral hall, the countless spiritual seats from left to right suddenly exuded an unparalleled majesty.
Actually forced him to resist.
'Ok? what happened? '
Surprised, Chen Jing stepped into the inner circle again.
This time, the movements of those spiritual positions were even more dramatic. They even trembled one by one, and the aura of majesty burst out again, and the countless souls of the dead seemed to roar angrily.
'Damn it! '
Chen Jing quickly retreated and left the inner circle.
But as soon as he stepped out, those trembling spiritual positions immediately returned to calm.
'The spiritual seat has a spirit? '
According to the legend, there is a god in the door of the house of good deeds. Evil monsters cannot enter.
This ancestral hall,
It enshrines the ancestors of the Qin family. Although there are no dead souls, this strange spirit has also appeared.
Chen Jing's state at the moment is the state of Yangshen. Although Yangshen is called a god, his essence is still a soul.
Coming here in the state of a soul, and coming here as an outsider, would naturally be resisted by the ancestors of the Qin family.
'I just stepped into the inner circle, and these spiritual positions have such a big reaction. If I go to get [Seven Heavens of Misfortune], I'm afraid the reaction here will be even greater? '
"Who's here?"
Just when Chen Jing was retreating, an old man appeared.
Coming out of the side ear room, the cloudy old eyes looked around.
Chen Jing's heart skipped a beat. When he applied the [Tianzi Wangqi Technique], he saw that the old man had a golden pill exuding silver luster in his upper dantian.
The golden elixir is just formed, with purple light.
Jindan Xiaocheng, pan silver light.
The golden elixir is a great achievement, the golden light that shines brightly under the scorching sun.
Although the old man didn't see him, he already had suspicions based on the movement from the spirit tablets.
'time to go. '
Without any hesitation, Chen Jing turned his head and left. The body of the Yang God quickly passed through the gate of the ancestral hall and went outside.
But the old man stood motionless on the spot, looking around the ancestral hall for more than ten weeks, but finally found nothing.
"Could it be that the ancestors of the past generations blamed the old slave for lighting the lamp late today?"
He picked up a handful of sandalwood, put it in the incense cauldron and lit it, and continued the incense.
Afterwards, the sky lanterns of the ancestral hall were lit, making the place glow a little yellow.
"Huh~"
When Chen Jing came outside, he felt very sorry.
'I can't get this book [Seven Absolute Disasters]. Forget it, let's try our luck with Ruan Qingrong. '
Here in the ancestral hall, not to mention the two old slaves, just the spiritual seats guarding here. With the body of a soul, Chen Jing couldn't possibly take that box away.
'Even if I come here as my body in the future, I am afraid that my identity can be hidden from others, and it is bound to be impossible to hide from the ancestors of the Qin family. '
You can't take it here, so you can only go to Ruan Qingrong to have a look.
Seeing that the sky is getting darker, the moonlight in Tianyu is indeed brighter and bigger than that in the human world.
This point is especially special in Kunlun.
Because there is Riyue Peak in Kunlun, Rilun Peak can reflect the scorching sun during the day, and the rays of light are overwhelming.
And Yuelun Peak can reflect the moonlight at night, and can shine white light thousands of feet.
The Chaoyang Pavilion on Manduo Peak is also receiving those lights, which makes the jewels in the pavilion shine brightly.
If you look up at the sky, the huge moon seems to be right in front of you, and you can pick it up with your hands.
Chen Jing suddenly drifted towards the inner house like a spring breeze overnight.
It's also thanks to the fact that there is no gatekeeper in this house, otherwise, they would not even be able to enter this house.
'The door god should be just a legend, and the background of the Qin family is not enough for the door god to guard the house. '
According to the memory of the sick ghost man, Chen Jing knew where Ruan Qingrong's room was.
She lived in Qin Tianjun's main residence as before.
As soon as he entered the backyard, he saw many servant girls coming out of the main room and closing the door behind them.
After pausing for a while, seeing no one going in again, he floated away and entered the attic.
As soon as he entered, he could smell the aroma here, with a strong aroma of peach blossoms.
——He also knows that Ruan Qingrong loves peach blossoms very much. There are also 99 peach trees planted in this backyard, which bloom all year round.
'no one? '
Looking around, there is no one in this large room.
'Just right. '
He stood in place, looking from the bed, the jewelry table, and the cabinet one by one.
Using the accuracy ability to judge the position of [Seven Heavens of Misfortune], he quickly judged that [Qijue of Misfortune] was on the bed.
But just as he was about to search, he suddenly heard the sound of splashing water behind a screen.
'Someone? '
Chen Jing frowned, opened his eyes [Tianzi Wangqi Technique], and instantly pierced through the screen.
With unobstructed vision, he suddenly saw a white body coming out of a white jade vat behind it.
A pair of white and slender jade legs, stained with pink peach blossoms, water drops flowing down the soft skin...
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