When Meng Han came back, it was almost dusk. Liu Zhenying found his own way back, and he was brought back by Aunt Xue.

Baishan has the mystery, even his soul in his body cannot easily find his way. The two of them were so sad that they were found by Aunt Xue and took them back to the old house.

When he returned to the old house, Xun Yi was talking to a man in a water blue robe. The man had a clear face and talked to Xun Yi with a folding fan. "You guy doesn't need to leave your second uncle, so he specially invited me over, which made Xing'er come back with him. He ran around on the road, so she fell asleep when she got home."

"Xing'er is back, too," Xun Yi said in surprise: "Why not let my cousin come to the old house, just accompany Tan'er."

"Forget it, let's talk about it tomorrow. We males are going to preside over the funeral, so they will rest in the old house."

After Meng Han came in, he greeted Xun Yi, and then asked the man next to him: "This brother is right?"

"This is my third uncle." Xun Yi rolled his eyes. His third uncle has always been tender. He is almost forty years old and still looks so young. The two of them stand together, rather than uncle and nephew, they are brothers.

Xun Long laughed: "This kid is the friend you mentioned who was born on the same year, month and day as you." Xun Long patted Meng Han's shoulder and looked at the young man carefully, and vaguely felt familiar.

"Submitted to Meng, do you know Meng Liang"

"Meng Liang" Meng Han was shocked: "This is the name of my father, you"

"Old friend." Xun Long thought: "Meng Liang owe me three thousand guan, when are you going to pay it back?"

Meng Han's mouth twitched, his father owed money outside

"Okay, Uncle Third, stop playing with him." Xun Yi frowned: "Be careful when you turn back, Uncle Second will ask you to preach."

Xun Long laughed and patted Meng Han on the shoulder: "Forget it, I won't cheat you, my junior, it's just my uncle joking just now." Then he said with concern: "I heard from Meng Liang that your family has an old problem, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Meng Han saw that this person was his elder, and immediately changed his attitude and became a gift for his son and nephew.

Meng Han’s family was cursed, and every generation of males could not live beyond 30 years old. Usually, they would die if they gave birth to a son. Xun Long also attended Meng Liang’s funeral. But Meng Han was too young at that time, so he couldn’t recognize him.

"Mengliang has a good relationship with me. You are at the Xun family as if you are at your own family. If you have any needs to find Xun Yi or come to me. I live in the east, you will know if you ask someone." After Xun Long said to Meng Han, he said to Xun Yi: "The Xun and Meng families are really destined to be together. Take good care of him. As for the trivial matters in the clan, your third uncle will help you stop it. But tomorrow's burial of the tomb will require you to do it yourself."

Burying the tomb and burial is the task that this patriarch needs to worry about the most.

Xun Yi's face turned upright and said seriously: "My nephew knows."

Xunlong said goodbye and left, and Xun Yi suddenly punched Meng Han: "Okay, it turns out that your family knows my third uncle."

"It's the first time I heard of it." Meng Han touched his head. Speaking of which, after his father died, the relationship seemed to have been broken.

Meng Han focused on the evil spirit palace and wanted to relieve the curse on himself. Walking in the Shinto, he had long left everything in the world behind.

After the two of them had dinner, Meng Han went down to take a shower and went to bed, but Xun Yi couldn't sleep by himself, so he quietly thought about his arrangements and preparations for tomorrow.

"I should return from the spirits early tomorrow morning. I have to stop the spirits at home for a day." Xun Yi pondered, fortunately, he had asked someone to build a spirit shed, so there should be no problem.

"As for those two veterans, they are people around Emperor Gaozu after all."

The first three generations of Dukes of the Xun family fought with the late emperors. After the veterans were disabled, they would spend their old age in Baishan. Because these people served the heads of the family, they could also be included in the ancestral land of the Xun family after their death, and the Yin Shen served with the heads of the family again. Therefore, the burial ceremony of these people is very important.

They also need to prepare a tree to be buried beside the grandson.

This is the first time Xun Yi has been involved in major events at home, and it is the deceased.

Although Xun Yi gradually became less afraid of death because of his heart disease, his psychological pressure in the past few years is still there.

"If I had no choice, I wouldn't be willing to get involved in these funeral rituals." Xun Yi tossed and turned on the bed, and finally put on his clothes and got up and jumped onto the green mulberry tree.

The Qingmang Tree resonates with Xun Yi as always, and breathes along the big tree. Xun Yi slowly integrates with the whole big tree.

Bai Shen jumped into his arms from the nest, pecking his chin with an intimate look.

Xun Yi picked up the white bird and recalled the spell taught to him by Ying Xiu. He wrote and painted a divine emblem on the white bird's head with his fingers.

The Ying Xiu family has a long history and is said to be able to trace back to the Qingyang clan of Qiongsang. From Huangdi, it was passed down to Shaohao Qingyang clan. Until the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, his ancestors were in charge of Qin, and even Ying Xiu's brothers and sisters had the blood of the Qin emperor.

The Ying family is a descendant of Shaohao, who admires bird totem, likes zither and joy, and has been passed down from the ancestors of the Five Phoenixes. But unlike the Xun family's children who planted natal trees and flowers when they were born, the Ying family's natal spirit birds need to be found by themselves when they are adults.

After all, trees wither and flourish every year, and the age of the wood is calculated in ten years and a hundred years. Birds are different. Sometimes they are not well cared for and can easily die of illness. Therefore, the Ying family’s rules use the “Five Phoenixes” to attract hundreds of birds to pay homage to the phoenix after their children become adults. Whichever bird is close to them, they will be regarded as the spiritual bird of their birth.

At this time, humans and birds cultivate both life and life. If the bird has high spirituality and strong divinity, it can also enhance the power of the contractor.

What Ying Xiu gave to Xun Yi was the "Shaohao Divine Emblem" inherited by the clan. It was the highest in the skill of taming a hundred birds. If the two were not married, Ying Xiu would not have been rumored.

The divine emblem is painted on the head of a white bird, and the white badge is like coming alive. Among the divine emblem, there are five phoenixes dancing, and the sounds are pleasant and loud, and finally turn into the emperor's Dharma image and penetrate into Xun Yi's eyebrows.

The Emperor of Shaohao is the throne of the West, the god of phoenix and birds, and the god of Jinde.

This emperor's law rushes into Xun Yilingtai, and turns into an emperor in the world of Chongtian evolved by Xun Yi to occupy the position of the Western Heaven.

A hundred birds sing together, and the emperor was surrounded by five phoenixes. The five-colored divine birds circled constantly, and evolved into the Jinde Avenue in this green field.

"Boy, resist with your own strength." Qinglong woke up from his deep sleep. When Xun Yi went to see the Phoenix Goddess, he decisively entered deep sleep to avoid being noticed by the two Phoenix Goddesses and causing trouble to Xun Yi.

Now that he was awakened by the power of Emperor Shaohao, he was shocked: "Your boy's body is stimulated by Emperor Xuanyuan's blood. If you don't look for the emperors who match your attributes, why do you use the Shaohao God Emblem?"

Xun Yi had no time to pay attention to him at this moment, and activated the merit tree, and his soul sat cross-legged under the tree to interpret his own world of heaven.

Xun Yi’s world of Chongtian is not superimposed, but a fertile land of green fields. With the merit tree as the center, guarding the world in all directions. As the west is stained by the golden light of the phoenix bird, the foundation of this world of Chongtian is slowly shaking.

Sun Jian was also alarmed at this time and took the initiative to throw his battle soul into the spiritual platform, staring at the birds in the sky solemnly.

"You are a descendant of ancient Zhao, who once inherited the blood of Shaohao."

There are so many descendants of Xuanyuan, and the bloodlines of several sons have been constantly integrated for thousands of years. Each human race can circulate several bloodlines by tracing the origin. In addition to the line inherited by the mother, Xun Yi has another line of blood of Emperor Xuanyuan on his father.

In addition, Xun Yi's grandmother was another branch, and his great-grandmother and great-grandmother were also different.

"Infiltrate the bloodlines of each Xuanyuan to ensure that the bloodlines on his body are pure." Sun Jian and Qinglong thought of the Xun family's strategy at the same time. This boy was born with the heart of a saint, and he was probably in the Xun family's established arrangements early on.

"But this strand of Shaohao's bloodline in his body is too thin, and it should not be stimulated in theory." Sun Jian used his war soul to help maintain the Chongtian world, muttering in his heart. Generally speaking, when he awakens the blood of Emperor Xuanyuan, he will purify his bloodline and choose a certain bloodline to extract the essence. The Xun family's bloodline is not the Shaohao line, but another line among the twenty-five sons of Xuanyuan.

But now that the bloodline is triggered by Shaohao's divine emblem, Xun Yi's entire body of Xuanyuan Emperor's blood is slowly changing to Shaohao's line.

"By the way, it's your boy." Qinglong suddenly rushed into the world of Lingtai: "Your boy's ancestors must have Shaohao's bloodline, and it's very strong. After the bloodlines of you two affect his own bloodlines. Damn, this boy is the god of our wooden path."

When Sun Jian heard this, he immediately fought back: "What's wrong with Jinde? Is Jinde weak?"

"Hmph, the five virtues, five stars, and five emperors refer to the five personalities and destinies that people are born in. This kid was born in spring and loves life, which is obviously the path of wood virtue and reverence. You let him practice the golden virtue and killing." Qinglong cursed. Xun Yi's path also concerns the future resurrection of Qinglong. If Xun Yi chooses the path of wood virtue and the future star master, the year god, he can take the opportunity to retrain the Qinglong's body with the help of the wood virtue Taisui starlight.

"Also, he is not a descendant of Ancient Zhao. If he can inspire the inheritance of Ancient Zhao after he transfers to Shaohao's bloodline, he has to say something about it." Qinglong bystander Qing saw Sun Jian's complicated thoughts about Xun Yi. "Hurry up, join forces to suppress Shaohao's divine emblem, and we will openly announce and talk about it now. We are all people on the same boat."
Chapter completed!