Dragon Emperor, Martial God

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When Lingyun opened his eyes, the two eyeballs were actually a dark, a silvery white, and suddenly appeared black and white as if they were real light, it looked very strange!

Yin and Yang eyes!

Refining the gods, Lingyun retreats one day and one night, of course, his cultivation is his housekeeping exercises, and he is angry with yin and yang.

At this time, Lingyun, the body of yin and yang is very full of infuriating, actually began to dissipate into the body, but does not drift away, but around the Lingyun body, fluttering, oh, let Lingyun have a feeling of illusory ethereal.

Now, if there is a low realm, or ordinary people look at him, I feel that Lingyun's figure is ethereal, as if it is independent of another time and space.

This is a yin and yang cultivating to Dacheng, and truly began to enter the room, a unique sight.

"Receive!"

Lingyun is in his own home, naturally he does not want to be too squinting. He has a mindful move, and he has all the yin and yang in the body.

"Well, full of three drops of gods, and a surplus, it seems that the realm of a layer of peaks is completely solid!"

At the beginning of the training, it was subdivided into three layers.

Naturally there are standards for their division, and the standards are simple.

During the refining period, the refining and gasification of the gods, through the practice of self-cultivation, condenses its own essence or infuriating body into a god.

With the gods and the use of the gods, the monks will have mana.

Then, at the beginning of the training, it is the division of the first three layers of the refining period. Of course, it is to condense the speed of the gods as the basic standard.

Practicing a layer of peaks, one day can condense three drops of Shenyuan; the second layer of qi is only one hour; the three layers of qi. It only takes a minute to consolidate three drops of the gods.

Condensed three drops of the gods in one minute. It is equal to a monk's mana can continue to cast spells.

It is for this reason that once the monk breaks through the initial stage of practicing Qi, he enters the fourth layer of practicing Qi, and he can fly with the sword. This is because there is enough mana support.

Similarly, the monk alchemy, refining. The characters, the urging, and so on, can also be done with the gods, and of course it will be faster and better than those without the gods.

"There is no such thing as annoying things to dare to approach."

Lingyun swept away with the eyes of Yin and Yang. His eyes were as electric and he found that the inside and outside of the room were clean and there was no "dirty thing".

Lingyun certainly knows that today is the seventh day of the lunar calendar in China, the heaviest day of the year.

Legend has it that this day, the ghost gate is wide open. Hundreds of ghosts night.

However, Lingyun refining the body, the body's blood is strong, and the blood is full. Those who are evil spirits do not dare to approach him.

Lingyun smiled, put away the yin and yang eyes, and floated out of bed.

Then he bathed and changed clothes, and cleaned himself up, and then he walked out of the door.

"Yun, are you ready?"

Ling Lie has already stood at the door of Lingyun's room. He has been waiting for a long time, and his expression is dignified and serious.

Lingyun eyes swept away. Found that Ling Lie holding a thick old book in his hand, is the family tree of Ling family.

He nodded calmly: "Grandpa. I am ready."

"Well, come with Grandpa."

Ling Lie reached out. I grabbed Lingyun’s arm, and the two went side by side, and went straight to Ling’s ninth courtyard, going to Lingjia Temple.

Lingjia takes filial piety first, and every year, New Year's Eve, Qingming, Zhongyuan, these three traditional ancestral festivals, all have to carry out formal ancestral activities.

Burn paper money, please ancestors, worship the ancestors, and pray for the ancestors to bless the family's peace and prosperity.

At least three times a year, not falling again.

Not only Lingjia, but also other big families in China, as long as they are Chinese, they basically abide by this tradition, and every household is no exception.

This is one of the traditional ways in which Huaxia passed down from generation to generation to promote filial piety.

But this year, Lingjia is different from previous years, only because there is one more person, Lingyun is back.

Lingyun was able to feel his mood at the moment through Ling Li's slightly trembling palm, solemn and solemn, but excited.

"grandfather."

Lingyun backhanded Ling Lie's hand in his hand, and went to Ling Lie's palm to enter a Xuan Huangzheng, helping him to calm his mood.

"I'm fine, let's go faster. Your father, your uncle, and your brothers and sisters, are already waiting in the ancestral hall."

Ling Lie turned his head and smiled and looked at Lingyun and said.

"Oh."

Lingyun responded with a sigh of relief, and the powerful gods immediately enveloped the entire Ling family.

Then Ling Yun focused his knowledge on the ancestral hall of the Ling family.

I saw the ancestral halls of the Ling family and the ancestral halls. The plates were lined up and placed neatly. On the table where the ancestral tablets were placed, the candles were already lit, and the entire ancestral hall was filled with cigarettes, giving a solemn and solemn feeling.

A small willow tree with a height of more than three feet and a lush foliage and greenery is placed erected directly below the Lingjia ancestor's tablet. It is full of vitality, adding a touch of luxuriance to this solemn and solemn feeling.

This is naturally the inheritance of Lingjia, the ghost **** Liu, is the one that Ling Yun gave to Mo Wudao to study, because Lingjia wants to worship the ancestors, he has already returned to Linglie, was placed here.

Outside the ancestral ancestral hall, it is naturally the three sons of Linglie, Ling Zhen, Ling Yue, Ling Xiao, who are solemnly in order, and behind them, they stand their own family, the male is in front and the woman is behind.

The ancestral activities are naturally rules-oriented, and according to the different regions, the customs of different places and the rules to be paid attention to are different.

In some places, the ancestors, the women in the family can not participate, whether it is married daughter-in-law, or unmarried prostitutes.

This is also the origin of China's patriarchal women.

In some places, it doesn't matter. As long as you are a family, regardless of gender, you can participate in ancestral activities. It seems that the family is thriving and praying for the ancestors to bless the family. It can last forever.

Even in many rural areas nowadays, after the death of Grandpa, Grandpa died. Basically, they are dominated by grandmothers, who pay more attention to traditional rules.

If grandparents have passed away. That is the generation of parents, and they are postponed.

Lingjia naturally is the latter situation, inheriting filial piety, regardless of men and women, as long as the Ling family's bloodline, can participate.

Otherwise, Ling Lie will not rush to give Ling Xue something to Lingyun yesterday.

In the knowledge of God. Ling Yun’s gaze swept past his father and other people he had already seen, and he finally settled behind Ling Zhen.

After the homeowner Ling Zhen, at this time stood two men, one is Ling Yong, and the other, do not ask, of course, is the eldest son of Ling family, Ling Hao.

Ling Yun has already seen Ling Hao's photos, so I don't have to guess at all. I only recognize that it is Ling Hao.

Lingyun observed Ling Hao this person. I saw that his long, handsome, but his face is pale, a pair of slightly narrow eyes. Slightly bloodshot, vain, and standing there, giving people a feeling of looseness and swaying.

At this time, the kid is constantly looking around, and his face flashes from time to time, and it looks very restless.

Lingyun certainly knows what he is worried about, and his mouth has a cold smile.

Ling Hao is finally back.

Since you are back, don't think about running again.

I took a look at Ling Hao. Lingyun is too lazy to look at him again, but to turn the knowledge of God. Looked at another person from Lingjia, Ling Xue.

Ling Xue is a tall man. The appearance is pretty and beautiful. At this time, she is accompanying her mother, Dong Ruolan. The two stand side by side and stand not far behind Ling Xiao.

Unlike Ling Hao's uneasiness, Ling Xue showed a complex look. Her breathing was slightly heavier. One hand clung to the palm of Dong Ruolan and was calm.

Obviously, Lingyun recognizes the ancestors and returns to the ancestors tonight. The impact on Ling Xue is great.

As for whether it is positive or negative, it is not known.

Ling Lie, Ling Yunye and Sun both walked side by side, and they did not show their body. The two quickly passed through the eighth courtyard and came to the ninth courtyard.

This heavy courtyard is actually divided into two parts, which are located on both sides of the east and west. The east side is naturally a small courtyard, while the west side is of course the ancestral temple of Lingjia.

Ling Li took Lingyun's hand and came to a circular arch. He stopped and said in a positive color: "Yuner, the courtyard inside is the ancestral hall of our Ling family. Everyone has been waiting for you for a long time. After that, we will soon worship the ancestors, other things, and after the ancestors, let us say at the dinner."

Lingyun smiled and nodded and said that he understood.

Ling Lie smiled and took Lingyun's hand. Stepping into the arch, he came to the courtyard where Lingjia Temple was located.

"Grandpa is coming with the fourth."

"The fourth child..."

"Four brothers..."

Ling Yong Ling Feng Ling and other people's voices have rang, they understand the rules, the voice is not high, is afraid of disturbing the ancestors.

Ling Yun rushed to nod and greeted them, followed Ling Li all the way, until they walked past Ling Xiao, only stopped slightly and shouted a father to Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao raised his hand and patted Ling Yun’s shoulder: “Yun, act according to what your grandfather said.”

Ling Lie took Ling Yun’s hand and walked all the way through the crowd. He walked to the door of the temple and stopped. He turned and solemnly said: “Boss, second child, third child~www.wuxiaspot.com~you With my family, I went into the house with me and worshipped our Ling family!"

After that, Ling Lie took Ling Yun and took the lead to turn into the Lingjia Temple.

Under the leadership of Ling Zhen Ling Yue Lingxiao, all the immediate family members of the Ling family also followed closely.

All of a sudden, the Lingjia Temple was full of people, and there were more than a dozen mouthfuls, but the whole temple was still very spacious and not crowded.

Lingjia's ancestral home has a history of more than 100 years. When the people are most prosperous, there are more than one hundred direct family members. Now there are only a dozen people. Of course, it is impossible to fill this place.

When everyone came in and stood up, Ling Lie released Lingyun's palm. He turned and respectfully lit the three musk, inserted in the huge incense burner in front of the tablet.

Then he looked solemn, respectful and retreat three steps, and Shen Shen Dantian, the voice was loud: "Lingjia, the ancestors of the ancestors were on the top, and now the filial son Ling Li leads the children and grandchildren to worship the ancestors..."

After Ling Lie said that he had worshipped the ancestors' words, he turned his head and said to Ling Yun: "Yun, you come to worship the ancestors and recognize the ancestors." (To be continued.)