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Chapter 81 The Magic Sword Protects the Flower in My Palm (17)

The ancestral home of the Chang family.

As night falls, the last ray of skylight disappears in the western sky, leaving only darkness to cover the sky and the earth. The moonlight appears and disappears in the thick clouds. The wind blows the branches of the trees in the corner, and the dark and terrifying shadows of the trees stagger and sway on the wall.

The moonlight suddenly appeared, and a figure in a long robe holding a sword was reflected on the wall.

Yuhua stood under the wall of the old house, and the thin moonlight seemed to have coated his body with a layer of frost and snow, like an immortal on the moon.

The sword in his hand had already been partly unsheathed, and it seemed to glow cold under the moonlight.

In a blink of an eye, the clothes slipped by in the night, and the person disappeared into the corner of the wall.

In the eyes of outsiders, the Chang family's ancestral house is uninhabitable. The overall building looks very old, but it doesn't feel deserted.

It can be seen that the Chang family often comes to take care of it, and there are no weeds in the corners that are rarely visited by people.

And the most important ancestral hall of the ancestral house has been cleaned even more, the floor is shiny, the cases enshrining the ancestors are spotless, and the tributes are also very fresh.

The main person enshrined in the ancestral hall.

Naturally, it was the only monk in the Chang family——

The ancestor of the Chang family.

All kinds of things in the ancestral hall can be seen, the Chang family's reverence for this ancestor.

After nearly a hundred years, there is still no loss of one point.

It is rare.

Respecting ancestors and ancestors is also a place where the Chang family is praised.

Yuhua looked at the memorial tablet of the ancestor of the Chang family in the center of the ancestral hall, and a sneer flashed in her eyes.

Worship the survivors.

It's ridiculous.

Yuhua moved a tablet with ease, and there was a heavy sound of rubbing stones against each other, and a secret door suddenly appeared on the seemingly ordinary wall next to it.

Yuhua turned around and entered.

There were faint lights on both sides of the dark passage, and his figure passed quickly and silently. Only the candlelight flickered slightly, indicating that someone had come.

In the secret room at the end of the dark passage.

The bright candle flames flickered, illuminating the wall, and also reflected two figures talking.

The mayor knelt on the ground.

Respectfully and almost obsequiously, he spoke to a gray-robed man sitting on the Lingshi jade couch

"Old Ancestor, that cultivator who suddenly appeared is a young man with a high temperament. Relying on his own cultivation, he is proud and arrogant, so it is not difficult to deal with."

"He also confidently said that there are ghosts haunting our town, and the younger generation is really laughing to death!"

"The frog at the bottom of the well, who knows the grand plan of our ancestors!"

Changshou Town is now under the control of the ancestors of the Chang family. As soon as Yuhua appeared, the ancestors of the Chang family felt it.

Surprised, greedy for surprises.

How can the yang energy of ordinary people compare to the spiritual power of monks?
Yuhua, but a "great tonic"...

The mayor went to see Yuhua, not to ask for help at all, but to get the order of the ancestor of the Chang family to test Yuhua's details.

The results obtained are naturally unsatisfactory.

The swaying candlelight illuminated the figure of the person opposite him, and this was obviously the widow——

The ancestor of the Chang family.

The ancestor of the Chang family was covered by a gray overcoat, his head was also covered by a hat, and there was only a shadow on his face.

All over the body, the only thing that can see the body is his hand holding a crutch.

Skinny as wood, dark yellow and dark.

It is very like the dead wood branches whose shadows are reflected on the wall in the night, it is terrifying.

"Well, very good, act according to the plan, and when the old man's cultivation is complete, naturally your benefits will be indispensable."

The voice of the ancestor of the Chang family is very old, his voice is aging, and his timbre is hoarse and harsh.

The mayor was overjoyed, kowtowed again and again, and said in a flattering voice, "The younger generation obeys, thank you ancestors, thank you ancestors!"

"Tomorrow, this junior will use ghosts as bait to lure him into a trap. After trapping him, our ancestors will activate the spirit devouring array to refine his cultivation, and he will surely break through as soon as possible!"

"Little monk, it is his honor to be the sacrifice of the ancestor's cultivation!"

Listening to his compliments, the ancestor of the Chang family stroked his crutches with his skinny hands, his nails were black and sharp, and his laughter echoed in the secret room.

Hoarse and gloomy.

The mayor saw that he was in a happy mood, raised his head cautiously, and opened his mouth tentatively.

"Old ancestor, the younger generation has been aging faster recently, and the body is not able to handle things well, look..."

The mayor knew that the rapid aging of the residents in the town was caused by the ancestors of the Chang family.

A hundred years ago, the ancestor of the Chang family went mad.

Others, including Chang's family, thought he was dead.

In fact, the Yuanshen of the ancestor of the Chang family is still there, and he has lost his life to continue his life, and he does not know where to cultivate.

Came back a year ago.

A group of people were killed, and the mayor, who is also the head of the Chang family, was taken aback, and he still has lingering fears.

Then, the ancestor of the Chang family threatened and lured the mayor, forcing him to cooperate with him in setting up an ancient evil formation in Changshou Town, that is, the Great Spirit Devouring Formation.

Devour living beings to achieve one's own way.

Therefore, this is an evil formation that benefits oneself at the expense of others.

The mayor was reluctant at first.

But the ancestor of the Chang family said.

When his cultivation level reaches a high level, the whole family will be able to possess cultivation qualifications. In order to prove this, he did make an ordinary child give birth to a spiritual root.

It's just that the young child died of illness soon.

But all of this is enough to make the mayor feel hopeful and excited.

In this world where cultivation is paramount.

Comprehension qualifications, the temptation to ordinary people.

It is extremely huge.

They are the ants of this world.

Want to be a master.

As for why the Chang family is also aging?

The ancestors of the Chang family said this:
Cover your eyes and ears.

Everyone else has problems, but Chang's family is doing well, and everyone will doubt it.

The truth makes sense.

It's just that whether the ancestors of the Chang family really thought so is unknown.

Anyway, the mayor, if you don't believe it, you have to believe it.

I can only comfort myself in my heart. After all, I am the ancestor of the Chang family, so it will not be detrimental to my descendants.

Expedient measures, expedient measures...

Having said that, the mayor watched him getting old faster and faster, and still felt fear in his heart, lest he would not wake up one day and suddenly die of old age.

The ancestor of the Chang family looked at him, his face was covered with shadows, and his expression could not be seen clearly. The mayor's heart skipped a beat when he saw it, and he lowered his head tremblingly.

"hand."

Staring at the mayor for a while, the ancestor of the Chang family heard a hoarse voice, and his crutches moved.

The mayor stretched out his old hand cautiously.

The ancestor of the Chang family touched his hand with a cane, letting out a trace of anger, and some black spots on the mayor's arm disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The mayor was overjoyed and kowtowed again and again to thank him.

One's own lifespan was taken away, but the predator returned such a trace, which made the victim grateful, which seemed quite ironic.

"Go down."

The ancestor of the Chang family issued an order to expel the guests.

The mayor hurriedly resigned. When he got up, his legs, which had been kneeling for a long time, went numb. He almost fell and staggered away.

when he left.

Did not notice.

In the shadow of the corner of the dark passage, the snow-colored robes were looming, and the slender hands slowly pulled the sword out of the scabbard, revealing a faint killing intent.

The dark passage was silent, and the candles were flickering.

Yuhua holds a long sword.

Quietly approaching the gray-robed man.

　Suddenly getting serious, I am not used to it╭(╯^╰)╮

　　
　
(End of this chapter)