Chapter 41 Illusion

"Why is it different?" Ling Changge raised his eyebrows: "Could there be a ghost here?"

Tata rolled his eyes in the Burning Dragon Tower: "This is your Ling family's ancestral temple. The people they enshrine are already dead. Isn't it normal to have ghosts?"

Is there really a ghost?

Ling Changge paused.

"Are you, are you telling the truth?" Ling Changge was not afraid of anything, but he was most afraid of ghosts and gods.

In her previous life, when she was young, she refused to go to bed, so her grandfather told ghost stories to scare her and her sister. Over time, she became very afraid of ghosts from the bottom of her heart, and even when she grew up, she was still afraid of them.

Now that she heard that there might be ghosts here, she subconsciously wanted to go back and leave the ancestral temple.

Sensing their emotional fluctuations, Tata said with a smile, "So you're afraid of this!"

"Nonsense, who wouldn't be afraid?"

"Just kidding." Tata sneered, "You believe this? It's just a trick to fool children."

After hearing this, Ling Changge felt relieved.

"However, I do sense an unusual aura." Tata sniffed, "Your ancestral temple is definitely not as simple as it appears."

The ancestral hall is very spacious. There are some tablets on the high platform and a cushion for cultivation next to it.

Ling Changge sat on the cushion and looked at the tablets.

"Who are the ancestors listed here?" She walked closer, lit three incense sticks, bowed to the tablet, and looked at the words on the tablet. She couldn't help but feel puzzled: "Why have I never heard my grandfather mention these people's names?" Her eyes fell on a red tablet next to the main seat.

The tablet was blood red in color, with no words written on it. However, the material of the tablet seemed to be made of a red spiritual stone, which was extremely precious.

Ling Changge thought about it and lit three more incense sticks and put them on it.

She was about to turn around and leave when she saw out of the corner of her eye that the tablet seemed to move.

Ling Changge stopped, looked at the tablet carefully, and rubbed his eyes. Could it be that he was dazzled?

How could a tablet be moved?

She shook her head and was about to sit back on the cushion, but her eyes left the tablet and fell on the table, and she stopped again.

There was an obvious sign of movement on the table, which meant that he was not dazzled, but the tablet really moved!

Ling Changge's heart tightened, and sweat began to flow on his forehead.

Tower Spirit watched Ling Changge's every move in the space and almost laughed out loud.

It is true that there is always something that can defeat something else. Finally, there is something that Ling Changge is afraid of.

Ling Changge swallowed his saliva, looked at the tablet, and whispered: "Tata, this tablet is really moved!"

"Yeah." Tata nodded and said seriously, "Not only that, I also felt a slight fluctuation of spiritual power on this tablet."

Spiritual power fluctuations?

Ling Changge was horrified. Only living people would have fluctuations in spiritual power. If the one who had already turned into a tablet still had fluctuations, wouldn't that mean he was resurrecting from the dead?

"But this spiritual power fluctuation doesn't seem to be from a human." Tata said in a low voice, looking at the red tablet seriously. At this moment, the tablet lit up for a moment, and a faint red light flashed by. If you don't look carefully, you can't see it at all.

But since then, this tablet has become silent, and like the other tablets next to it, there has been no change.

Ling Changge sat on the mat, glancing at the tablet from time to time. It was already dark, but he was not sleepy at all.

"Since you can't sleep, then practice!" Tata whispered, "The ancestral temple contains some of the power of heaven and earth. This is the last remaining strength of the fallen powerful members of the family. Gathering here will benefit you in improving your cultivation."

"Okay." She sat cross-legged, and a technique Tata had given her earlier appeared in her mind. She silently recited two lines and suddenly stopped: "Tata, what technique is this?"

"This technique appeared in the Burning Dragon Tower after your spiritual roots were restored. I don't know what it is, but since it's something in this tower, it won't harm you. Just practice it. However, no one in the Ling family knows that you've recovered your spiritual power, so no one will give you the technique."

Ling Changge thought about it and realized that this was indeed the case. He made a hand seal with his hands and began to practice. The five-petal lotus in his dantian began to spin, constantly absorbing the power of heaven and earth from the outside world.

She didn't see that when the spiritual energy in her body appeared, the red light suddenly became stronger, and strands of spiritual energy seeped out from the tablet, carrying red light, like a curtain or fog, wrapping Ling Changge in it.

At this moment, thousands of miles away, an old man suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the black stone sculpture not far away.

He pinched his fingers, and a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes: "The divine beast actually wants to recognize its master!" The next moment, his body instantly disappeared from the spot.

After an unknown amount of time, Ling Changge slowly opened her eyes and was stunned to find that she was actually in the Ling family's original home in her previous life.

"What's going on? Why am I here?" She stood there, and the servants passing by saluted her: "The eldest lady is back!"

"Miss, the master and the second lady are waiting for you!"

Looking at the familiar scene, she was extremely excited.

Could it be that she had traveled back in time again? And to a time before the Ling family's disaster!

This realization made her extremely excited.

"Tata, I'm back! I'm back!"

It was a long time since the words fell, but there was no response from Tata in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Ling Changge was stunned, feeling a sense of loss and sadness in his heart.

Did Tata stay there?

The originally fast pace slowed down.

When I came to the main hall and saw the two familiar figures, tears couldn't stop falling from my eyes.

"Grandpa, Xing'er!" She ran over quickly.

"Sister!" Ling Xing'er said with a smile, "Grandpa, sister is back!"

Ling Changge held Ling Xing'er's hand and choked up, "I thought, I thought I would never see you again."

The old man smiled and said, "Ge'er, what's wrong? I'm just going out for a few days, but what happened?"

Ling Changge shook his head, recalling that in the early years, when he went out of town to carry out a mission, this was the scene when he came back. Could it be that he had traveled back to this time?

Thinking of this possibility, Ling Changge couldn't help but cheer.

At that time, the Bai family and other families had not yet become dependent on the Ling family, and everything could still be salvaged.

At this moment, her eyes fell on a shelf in the corner of the main hall, where a jade porcelain vase was placed. She couldn't help but be stunned. How could this vase appear here?

As far as she could remember, this vase was bought at an auction the year before the Ling family was destroyed. It was also a birthday gift she gave to her grandfather. How could it appear at this time?

Could it be that there is something wrong with my memory?