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Seeing this, Ji Rushong immediately dragged Jiang Jingmo's real body to the front of the ancestral hall, then kicked the door open with one foot, and the two of them hid in the ancestral hall.

Jiang Jingmo's face was as pale as gold paper, and her body was extremely weak due to the drain of her spiritual power. She slumped on the ground, looking at the ghosts outside who were staring at her hungrily, and slightly curled the corners of her lips.

"They can't come in?"

Ji Rushong looked at the ghosts gathered outside the ancestral hall. The resentment in them turned into thick black fog, which made people feel breathless.

"They can't get in. The Soul Locking Formation doesn't include this ancestral hall. The souls locked inside can't leave the Soul Locking Formation at all."

Jiang Jingmo explained, and the spiritual power in the clone slowly returned to her body, giving her some strength.

She stood up and looked around the ancestral hall.

The ancestral hall looks small from the outside, but the space inside is quite large. Thick wooden pillars support the high dome, and the surrounding walls are covered with portraits and plaques of Ji family ancestors, which looks solemn and dignified.

In the very center of the ancestral hall, there is even a golden statue of the ancestor of the Ji family. The golden statue is spotless, and it can be seen that someone comes to clean it regularly. Under the golden statue is a gilded tablet.

The three words "Ji Liunian" are engraved on it.

This should be the name of the Ji family’s ancestor.

At this moment, Ji Rushong was still standing at the door, frowning, seeming a little confused.

"It's strange. I've been here before, but I never realized there was a formation hidden here."

"The Soul-Locking Formation will not appear before it is triggered. After all, there is still the process of collecting and locking souls. You don't know about this, probably because no one in the clan has mentioned it to you." Jiang Jingmo replied.

"Yes, I rebelled against the clan's teachings and didn't want to marry my biological sister. My father and his family were extremely disappointed in me and almost kicked me out of the house."

Ji Rushong curled his lips and smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly.

"Now that I think about it, it was good to be kicked out of the house. Unfortunately, my father only had me as his son at the time, and in order to have the next generation, he ultimately failed to kick him out."

Jiang Jingmo saw that Ji Rushong looked a little lonely and didn't know how to comfort him, but the next second, Ji Rushong started to laugh.

"But luckily they didn't kick me out, otherwise Chu He and Zhi Jie would have been led astray by them a long time ago. I don't know how long this broken family's broken ancestral precepts would have been passed down."

Thinking of his grandson and granddaughter, he quickly adjusted his mood. There was no time to look back on the past. He had to rescue the two of them first.

Jiang Jingmo released the Dreamweaver. The little guy turned around twice on the ground and then went towards the golden statue of the ancestor.

It was very fast and agile, and soon it climbed from the bottom of the golden statue to the top, and then it lay on it. The voice of the Dream Weaver Beast was also heard in Jiang Jingmo's mind.

"Master, I feel that thing is inside."

Jiang Jingmo nodded slightly, then tapped his toes and flew to the top of the golden statue. Then he took out his sword without hesitation. A few sword lights flashed, and the head of the golden statue fell off.

And on the neck of the golden statue, there was a soft cushion with a crystal clear bead on it.

Jiang Jingmo reached out and probed the spirit stone, and soon discovered the densely packed spirit roots and the unconscious monk inside.

Among them, two people dressed as servants were holding knives and stabbing into the dantian of one of the monks.

Two streams of spiritual power hit the back of their hands. They felt pain and the knives fell out of their hands with a clang.

Then, their eyes blurred and when they opened their eyes again, they saw Jiang Jingmo's face.

The two servants were startled, and before they could react, a stone hammer was handed over and hit them one by one.

Jiang Jingmo on the side had already put away the beads and was looking at the huge golden statue.

The Dreamweaver was rolling around under the golden statue, looking a little excited.

"Master, Master, there are still things in here, all treasures, so many treasures!!!"

The little beast's cheerful voice sounded, which made Jiang Jingmo a little curious.

She looked at it carefully for a moment, then knocked on it with her fingers, and when she found that it seemed to be hollow inside, her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Did you find anything?"

Ji Rushong felt a little strange as he watched Jiang Jingmo touching the golden statue.

"Yes, senior, can I borrow your hammer for a moment?"

Jiang Jingmo nodded, and Ji Rushong handed the hammer over without thinking much.

Then, he watched Jiang Jingmo hold the heavy stone hammer and smash it hard at the golden statue.

Bang.

The stone hammer hit the golden statue, and the statue instantly became dented. Jiang Jingmo struck while the iron was hot and swung the hammer again to hit it a few more times.

The golden statue gradually deformed and finally broke into pieces. Then, large piles of things poured out from the gap.

Jiang Jingmo moved away with the stone hammer in his hand, and the treasures that gushed out quickly covered the entire ground.

"This is……"

Ji Rushong widened his eyes. He had never seen so many treasures in his life.

"I don't know. I think it was done by the Ji couple. They should have stuffed a whole golden statue into it."

Jiang Jingmo returned the stone hammer to Ji Rushong. Standing in front of so many treasures, his face looked surprisingly ugly.

"Where did they get these?"

Ji Rushong picked up one of the swords and felt it, and found that it was a mid-grade spiritual weapon.

Among this pile of things, all are treasures of certain grades, and most of them are of medium grade or above.

"Who knows, but it's probably not obtained in a good way." Jiang Jingmo sneered twice.

The two of them quickly collected all the treasures, then climbed out of the back window of the ancestral hall. After bypassing the soul-locking formation, Jiang Jingmo quickly sent a message to Shen Shuli, telling him the details of the situation here.

Meanwhile, Shen Shuli had already returned to the study. In a short period of time, the woman in black veil had sent people here twice to urge him to bring Jiang Jiting over as soon as possible.

Upon hearing that Jiang Jingmo had rescued all the cultivators whose spiritual roots had been dug out, his frown relaxed a little.

Now that the monk has been rescued, the only ones left are the woman in black veil and all the Shen family members around her.

Shen Shuli seemed to be thinking about something, and then his fingertips were stained with some golden light. After a moment, the golden talisman in the air slowly dissipated, and a smile appeared on the corners of his lips.

The servants outside the study quickly called him in. In the name of helping the woman in black veil to find Jiang Jiting, he ordered them to bring all the people from Jiuxiao Sect to the study.

It's time to close everything.