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The first thousand two hundred and thirty-nine chapters resettlement

Looking at the two white-bearded old men with hot tears rolling down their faces in front of them, Qin Fengming also felt a little sadness in his heart. He suppressed it with all his strength to prevent tears from pouring out of his eyes.

Although family affection is already indifferent in the eyes of most immortal cultivators, Qin Fengming has been taught by Master Zhang of Luoxia Valley as if he were his own son since he was a child, and his loyalty and filial piety have been forever cemented.

But things went against expectations. Just when Qin Fengming was successful in his cultivation, he was sent to the ancient battlefield by the Luoxia Sect. He stayed there for sixty or seventy years. Even if Qin Fengming wanted to return to his hometown to have a look, he could no longer do so.

With Qin Fengming's cultivation level and his understanding of the world of immortality, he certainly knew that the family and old friendships in the mortal world no longer had any intersection with him. If he had to keep them in mind, it would definitely be detrimental to his practice. However, due to Qin Fengming's temperament, he still

Can't be separated.

After lifting the two of them up, Qin Fengming walked to the altar table where the spiritual tablets were placed, reached out and picked up a stick of incense and lit it. Facing the tokens on the altar table, the long-lost tears finally fell from his eyes.

After kneeling in front of the memorial tablet for a long time, Qin Fengming did not say anything, but kept kneeling like that. In his heart, he had already returned to ninety years ago...

Qin Meng and his grandson stood behind Qin Fengming, but they never said anything to disturb him. Sima Hao, on the other hand, was extremely obedient and stood beside Qin Fengming, blinking his big eyes without moving at all.

A full half an hour passed before Qin Fengming stood up and turned around to look at his grandparents and grandson behind him. At this time, his face had returned to its normal state.

"Qin Meng, how many direct members of my Qin family are there at this time? Where do they all live?"

"Reporting to my third uncle, before my uncle passed away, there was already a mansion built in Qijia City. Two brothers from my uncle's family also passed away a few years ago. However, there are still three grandsons alive. One of them is living here at this time.

The other two people work in other places and only return here every year when they worship their ancestors.

Yuan'er's father passed away the year before last. At this time, my Qin family is run by Yuan'er. There are more than a dozen descendants who live with their parents."

Listening to the white-bearded old man in front of him, Qin Fengming couldn't help but look embarrassed. It was extremely difficult to protect all the descendants of the Qin family. It was impossible for him to set up a magic circle in every house.

After pondering for a while, he already had a plan in his mind.

"Qin Meng, you should repair the book immediately and send special personnel to all my direct clansmen, and ask them to bring their direct descendants here immediately. Tell them that our Qin family will hold a grand ancestor worship ceremony. No matter who they are or what their positions are, as long as they are not in the third

If I return within a month, I will be expelled from the Qin family's ancestral home. But I cannot reveal anything about my arrival."

Looking at the solemn face of the young man in front of him, the white-bearded old man did not hesitate at all and immediately bowed and agreed.

After Qin Fengming gave instructions to the two of them, he also warned himself: "I cannot reveal anything about my return home now, not even to the Qinjiazhuang clan. In these three months, I will live in this Buddhist hall, as if

If you have nothing else to do, don’t come here to disturb me. This boy is my old friend. Just find two caring people to serve you."

Qin Meng asked his grandson Qin Yuan to arrange for someone to deliver the message, but he stayed behind, murmuring his lips, as if he didn't dare to say anything.

Seeing this, Qin Fengming smiled slightly and said, "Qin Meng, if you have anything to say, it's okay to just say it."

"Third Uncle, my nephew would like to ask, is Third Uncle a cultivator of immortality?"

"Do you know the cultivators?"

Hearing Qin Meng's words, Qin Fengming couldn't help but be startled. Although the world has long had legends about immortals, everyone in the world knows that these are just legends and good wishes. For those who cultivate immortals, they are only some extremely special things.

Only people know it, but I didn't expect that Qin Meng, who was born in a mountain village, had heard of it.

"Third uncle, when my uncle was alive, he stayed at the Qin family during his last days. My nephew often saw my uncle sitting alone facing the full moon for an hour or two when the moon was full. My nephew was puzzled.

, I once asked my uncle for advice. At that time, my uncle mentioned immortal cultivators and said that my third uncle might be one of them."

The white-bearded old man looked at Qin Fengming with earnest eyes and spoke without any hesitation.

Listening to the words of the old man in front of him, Qin Fengming couldn't help but think of the scene when his eldest brother Qin Xiang sent him away in Qijiacheng. Unexpectedly, that separation turned into a farewell.

"What level did eldest brother Qin Xiang reach in his final official position?"

"My uncle was later promoted to the military and political envoy of Qijia City."

Qin Fengming couldn't help but be surprised when he heard that Qin Xiangguan had achieved such a high position. Taking charge of the military and political affairs of a city was equivalent to taking charge of millions of people. His official position was so high, even if he had met people who were cultivating immortals, he could not help but be surprised.

Very possible.

"Well, what eldest brother said is absolutely correct. I am a cultivator of immortality."

Qin Fengming would not hide anything about Qin Meng. Although Qin Meng was born in a mountain village, the Qin family had already begun to prosper when he was born. Although he had never seen much of the world, he must have read a lot of poems, books and classics, so he gained some insights.

There are still some. I won’t talk nonsense everywhere.

"It is a great blessing that my Qin family can have an immortal as my third uncle. My nephew will definitely build a golden body for my third uncle and worship him for generations to come."

Kneeling down in front of Qin Fengming again, Qin Meng said with excitement on his face.

"Qin Meng, please don't make any noise about this matter. I returned to the Qin family this time because a disaster is about to happen. Although it may not have any impact on your life and others, things are unpredictable, so I have to leave thousands of miles away.

Return to this place far away.

It is true that I am a cultivator of immortality, but I cannot stay with the Qin family to guard it for a long time. Therefore, this matter is only known to the people in charge of the Qin family. Even other people in the direct lineage are not allowed to mention it, so as not to bring trouble to the Qin family.

"

Hearing Qin Fengming's solemn words, although Qin Meng didn't know the deeper meaning, he still nodded seriously: "My nephew has written it down, and I will not tell other people about it."

Qin Fengming stayed in the Buddhist hall for two months. Within these two months, he covered the entire Buddhist hall with restrictions.

Qin Fengming then studied the volume of Thunderbolt Talismans given by his master, so that he could study it thoroughly as soon as possible.

At the same time, Qin Fengming sacrificed two puppets and activated his spiritual thoughts to start civil engineering work in the temple.

In just two months, a monk who was about 10 feet tall appeared under the huge Buddhist niche in the Buddhist hall. The monk burrowed diagonally under the mountain behind Qinjiazhuang.

After entering two miles into the mountain, a huge cave appeared covering an area of ​​sixty or seventy feet. On the four walls of the cave, there were also secret numbing small caves, and an underground river flowed from the cave.

It flowed out from one side, crossed dozens of feet, and then disappeared under the stone wall on the other side of the cave.

Hundreds of luminous stones are inlaid on the ceiling of the cave that is more than ten feet high, illuminating the area below very brightly.

Such a huge project was finally completed by Qin Fengming himself, who released Rong Qing and numerous spiritual beasts together.

This underground secret cave will be a refuge for the Qin family to avoid disasters in the future, and it is also something Qin Fengming must do when he returns to the Qin family this time.


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