In the courtyard of the main house, rich golden light filled every corner, and the surging spiritual energy was like a huge wind and huge waves, constantly sweeping away in all directions.
The belated roar suddenly exploded, like rolling thunder, shaking the mind and soul.
After dozens of breaths, everything gradually became calmer, the powerful golden light gradually dimmed, and the violent spiritual energy finally dissipated.
"Immeasurable Heavenly Lord...Li Mufeng, I am your uncle!"
When the talisman self-destructed, and the courtyard was reduced to rubble, a roar suddenly sounded.
Ji Yuan sat slumped on the dirt-filled ground. Although there was no injury on his body, his face was extremely pale, and all the energy in his body had been completely depleted by the previous raging spiritual energy.
He looked at the three copper coins next to him with distress. The spiritual energy on them was dim, and the accumulated spiritual energy in them was gone. He didn't know how much time and energy it would take to recuperate them.
This does not mean that you can restore your original situation by accumulating spiritual energy again. You also need to purchase a lot of spiritual materials to warm and maintain the lost spiritual energy, which costs an unimaginable amount of money.
Unable to help but curse angrily again, Ji Yuan carefully put away the three copper coins on the ground, and then he had time to look around at the situation.
At this time, the entire courtyard had been destroyed by the previous self-destruction of the talisman. Everything as far as the eye could see was in ruins, including collapsed houses, broken bricks, and lifted up loess.
After a while, his expression condensed, and his eyes swept over the intact old woman, and finally landed on a shuttle at her feet.
The little Taoist priest was silent for a long time. He sighed for a long time and walked to the side of a young Taoist priest. He looked at the pale guy lying on the ground gasping for air from top to bottom.
"You are quite affectionate and kind."
Ji Yuan knelt down and said something meaningful.
In the previous self-destruction of the talisman, with this guy's cultivation level, if he used Han Yueshuo to protect himself, although it would consume a lot of mana, he would never end up like this.
But the other party did not do this. Instead, he almost exhausted his own mana, and his body was almost half destroyed by the impact of spiritual energy. Even the Han Yue Shuttle almost lost its spirituality and was completely reduced to a mortal object.
But what this approach resulted in was just a ghost that was safe and sound.
"Grandma Zhang has watched me grow up and has served my family for three generations. She never left her when things happened, so I will do my best to protect her."
Song He exhaled a breath of turbid air. Although his body was seriously injured, he could still talk fluently.
At this time, the old woman was holding the Han Yueshuo, kneeling and sitting next to him, her head lowered and silent. Thinking that if she had a body, her face would be full of tears at this moment.
"Now that it's like this, why don't you tell your story."
Ji Yuan sat on the ground, taking out the elixir from his body and taking it while looking at the people around him.
Hearing this, Song He looked straight into the night sky, and after a long time he slowly spoke, telling an unknown past event.
He was the legitimate son of a wealthy family and had good cultivation qualifications. After his parents passed away at home, he took Granny Zhang and several servants to travel around the world.
More than three hundred years ago, he brought his wife to Qianyu City, and finally chose to open a mansion and build a house in Luohunpo, where he lived a life that was like a fairy.
Until one day, nearly twenty powerful Qi practitioners gathered in Qianyu City and started fighting with each other, destroying countless mountain peaks and interrupting several rivers.
In fact, three hundred years ago, Qianyu City was slightly famous even in one continent. This was just because the place was rich in jade with excellent quality, which was used by practitioners to set up formations, make talismans, and even create magic weapons and magic weapons.
Something indispensable.
But in that powerful battle, not only was most of Qianyu City destroyed, but even the jade veins covering a thousand miles were shattered, and countless jade stones under the earth were beaten to nothing but a ball.
Spiritual energy returns to the space between heaven and earth again.
Ji Yuan is actually aware of this period of history. Although it has not been recorded in the local chronicles, it is widely circulated in Qianyu City.
Even the Taoist temple where he lived was once famous as the Great Chongqing Dynasty, which produced many powerful men known as immortals. However, due to the battle three hundred years ago, the inheritance was almost completely cut off.
It's just that although the inheritance has not been broken, it is just lingering on. The senior Taoist priests in the temple have died one after another. Over the years, it has never regained its former glory and has become a Taoist temple in a small county that no one cares about and has little incense.
"Actually, the thousands of miles of jade veins under our feet were not destroyed by powerful fighting techniques."
Song He sighed and slowly told what happened that year.
It turns out that much earlier, there was a wild cultivator from Shanze who had sneaked into the Jade Vein. He spent more than a hundred years working on it and spent an unknown amount of natural materials and earthly treasures before digging out the Thousand Miles of Jade Vein.
In the end, this Shanze wild cultivator used the thousand-mile jade veins and the ten thousand-year-old chalcedony in it to create a stunning spiritual treasure.
However, Ye Xiu didn't know that although he had been very careful, it had actually been known to all parties, and many powerful people were already lurking within the boundaries of Qianyu City.
When the shocking spiritual treasure was completely formed, nearly twenty powerful men took action together, and then what happened next happened.
"Originally, our Song Mansion had escaped unscathed and was not affected by this battle, but who would have thought that the astonishing spiritual treasure fought for by many great masters would eventually sneak into the ground of Luohun Slope."
Song He shook his head. He originally thought this was a great opportunity, but in the end it became a lifeline for them.
The ground veins of Luohunpo were disordered by this spiritual treasure, and a large amount of spiritual energy and yin energy gathered. And because of his greed, he wanted to take possession of this treasure, and finally set up a nine-yin spirit-catching formation.
However, just this difference in thought caused everyone in the mansion to be transformed into ghosts in the grand formation, and were eventually suppressed by the powerful officers who came to inquire.
"At that time, some servants ran out while I was setting up the formation, and this led to the appearance of the powerful man. Otherwise, I am afraid that we would have fallen into evil ways and harmed a living being."
He has both regret and infinite emotion for what happened back then. The word "greed" not only ruined himself and his wife, but also implicated dozens of living lives, causing them to fall into the ghost world and never be reincarnated again.
Opportunity.
This is also the reason why in the Song family's ancestral hall, there are deep sins that have obscured the family name in the family tree.
And that Li Mufeng was probably the descendant of several servants who escaped that year, so he knew that there was a treasure hidden here, and finally brought his junior brothers and sisters here to look for opportunities.
"Then what's going on with you now?"
Ji Yuan looked at Song He thoughtfully. In fact, he already had a rough guess in his mind.
After sighing for an unknown number of times, Song He said sadly: "This little guy is my descendant, the bloodline left behind by my only son who escaped the disaster."
"By chance, he worshiped in the Mingyue Temple to practice. However, on the surface he was the disciple of the temple master, but in fact he was treated as a cauldron. Only when he can cultivate the magic power, is the day when the elixir will be completed."
After the real Song He found out that he was used as a furnace by his beloved master, he committed suicide in the house, and his ancestor who turned into a ghost took over this body by chance.
Only then did more than 20 people from Mingyue Temple, including the temple owner, elders, and disciples, all be slaughtered.
By the way, the Mingyue Guan who founded the sect in Luohunpo was a pawn casually laid by the powerful monks who suppressed the Song Dynasty. This chapter has been completed!