Qin Feng woke up before dawn.
The ancestral worship ceremony has finally arrived.
Qin Feng was a little excited.
But compared to before, there is less obsession.
After all, he is now a person who can practice cultivation.
It’s just that the way of practicing is a bit weird.
But he is still a monk after all, and is no longer the same as before.
It’s still snowing heavily!
Qin Feng put on the clothes that Liu Zhengxian had carefully selected for him, opened the door, and practiced the basic sword moves that Liu Zhengxian had taught him yesterday.
Even in just one day, Qin Feng fell in love with swords.
It's very different from the wild opening and closing of a knife.
The flying snow exploded under Qin Feng's sword.
Next door, Mingli heard the noise and got up quickly.
She was wrapped in thick clothes, leaning against the door, looking at the young man dancing with a sword in the snow, feeling a little envious.
After watching for a while, she started to boil water.
The sky is getting brighter!
The courtyard door was suddenly pushed open and Liu Zhengxian walked in quickly.
Looking at Qin Feng's smooth combo, Liu Zhengxian's brows were filled with surprise.
Too fast!
Qin Feng's progress is too fast.
"Xiaofeng, stop practicing. Get ready and go to the ancestral temple." Liu Zhengxian shouted.
Qin Feng stopped and Mingli immediately brought hot water.
Looking at Mingli, Qin Feng thought of Chunhua again.
If it were Chunhua, she would definitely ask him to wear more clothes.
But the dead are gone after all.
After tidying himself up a bit, Qin Feng followed Liu Zhengxian with a sword in hand.
"Have you got the ancestral seal?" Liu Zhengxian asked.
"I got it!"
"What would you like to eat?" Liu Zhengxian asked.
"It will be all right."
"Relax, don't be too nervous." Liu Zhengxian said.
I ate a little and went out.
In the carriage, Liu Manman seemed particularly excited.
Liu Zhengxian fiddled with some colorful gravel, crushed it, and then poured some water into it to make a paste.
He took out a small seal from his arms, dipped it in the colored paste, and then looked at Liu Manman.
"Hold out your hand!"
Liu Manman rolled up her sleeves familiarly and stretched out her hand!
Liu Zhengxian took the seal and pressed it lightly.
A colorful word "Liu" was printed on Liu Manman's wrist.
Liu Zhengxian then threw the seal to Liu Manman and ordered, "If you lose it, I'll beat you to death."
Look serious!
Qiao Li, who had always doted on Liu Manman, also warned her: "Don't lose the ancestral seal. Keep it well."
"I know!" Liu Manman nodded.
"Xiaofeng, give me the ancestral seal." Liu Zhengxian stretched out his hand.
Qin Feng took out the ancestral seal and looked at the contents of the bowl in Liu Zhengxian's hand curiously.
"This is called the ancestral stone. Grind it into powder so that the ancestors in heaven can know who is whose child." Liu Zhengxian explained, then took the ancestral seal and printed the word "Qin" on Qin Feng's hand.
"Please keep the ancestral seal safe. If you lose it, you will be struck by lightning." Liu Zhengxian reminded again.
Qin Feng nodded, looked at the colorful mark on his wrist, and reached out to scratch it.
The colorful mark seemed to be imprinted in the flesh, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't wipe it off.
"Childish!" Liu Manman curled her lips.
Qin Feng was speechless. He put away the ancestral seal, pulled aside the curtain and looked out the window.
There are a lot of people on the road.
All moving in one direction.
After about half an hour, the carriage finally stopped.
An ancient temple appeared in front of Qin Feng.
Very ordinary!
It’s just that sense of simplicity, which is very strong.
It's as if it has existed for countless years.
As you get closer, the strong sense of vicissitudes of life comes towards you.
It seems to have existed since time immemorial.
In front of the temple, there is a tripod.
Bronze!
There are endless mountain ranges printed on it.
Faintly, there are some human figures.
But it's blurry and can't be seen clearly.
There were many people crowded together around, each holding a stick of incense in their hands.
The kind that is half a person's height.
"Light it later and try to insert it in the middle." Liu Zhengxuan stuffed a stick of incense into Qin Feng's hand and reminded him.
"Manman, follow Qin Feng and don't get separated." Liu Zhengxian looked at Liu Manman with some concern.
"Oh, I know, I know." Liu Manman nodded, feeling a little nagging.
Suddenly, exclamations were heard.
rear!
A group of evil spirits with tentacles on their heads slowly approached.
Behind them, there was a group of young boys and girls.
"Get away!"
"If you squeeze me again, I'll kill you!"
A cold shout, filled with murderous intent.
In an instant, the originally crowded crowd immediately made way.
"You beasts, how dare you act so presumptuously during the ancestral worship ceremony?"
Long Yu's eyes were a little red.
"Long Yu, it's done." A man beside the tripod frowned.
Qin Feng had seen them before. They were the Zhong family members who were dealing with evil spirits.
"Zhong Wuya, you beast, you actually dared to let these beasts into the ancestral temple. You will not die a good death."
In the heavy snow, a middle-aged man in mourning clothes, holding a long sword, staggered towards them.
His face was covered in tears and his eyes were filled with hatred.
"presumptuous!"
Some people drink coldly.
But no one came forward.
In front of the ancestral temple, they didn't dare to say too much.
Zhong Wuya's eyes were cold and his voice was as chill as ice.
“Back off!”
The man laughed!
“All 23 members of my family died at the hands of these beasts.
Zhong Wuya, you will not die well." The man gritted his teeth, threw down his sword, and ran all the way to the tripod.
"Ancestors, please open your eyes and look at these beasts!" He roared and slammed his head against the tripod.
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