At this moment, only the father and son were left in the main room. Neither of them spoke, and it became quiet for a while.
Ling Tianqi sat quietly in the room, knowing that his father had something to say.
Ever since I learned that the Ling family is a cultivating family, I have known that there are some secret cultivation techniques in the family, but some of the Taoism and martial arts skills in the previous life have not been mastered yet. Although I have never asked my father about cultivation and other matters, after all, he is the only descendant in the family, and sooner or later he will told him.
Now that he is over fifteen years old, he is considered an adult in this world. In order to better pursue the way of heaven in the future, even if his father does not mention it, he will find an opportunity to ask clearly.
After a moment, Ling Zhongyu took a sip of the tea on the table, his face suddenly became solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "Tian Qi, I will go to a place with you later."
Ling Tianqi realized something and asked curiously: "Father, where are you taking the child?" He wrinkled his nose and looked at his father with a pair of bright little eyes. He just felt that the tone of his always gentle father was speaking at this moment. He suddenly became majestic and somewhat uncomfortable.
Ling Zhongyu stood up, glanced at the dark night sky outside the door, and said solemnly: "Let's go! You'll know when you get there."
The winter night was very cold, and Ling Zhongyu, who was wearing the same thin clothes, couldn't help but shiver when a gust of wind blew.
Due to the cold weather, everyone in the village had dinner early and rested, but some people were bored and came out to visit.
On the way, they met a middle-aged man, who was a few years older than Ling Zhongyu. He had bullied Ling Zhongyu a lot back then.
Seeing the two people not far away, Ling Zhongtian smiled coldly and said sarcastically: "Where are you, father and son, going in the middle of the night?"
Ling Zhongyu couldn't help but tighten his hands in his sleeves. He felt disgust from the bottom of his heart for the person in front of him, but under the same roof, he could only hold back, "Brother Zhongtian, I have nothing to do." , take Tian Qi around to the west to see if we can catch some wild animals."
Ling Zhongtian glanced at Ling Tianqi, suddenly thought of something, and said with a smile: "This boy of yours must be fifteen years old! Don't be a waste like you." He has been in business for many years, and his family is relatively wealthy. of poor people. Even though Ling Zhongyu's ancestors had enjoyed great success, they always made sarcastic remarks and ridiculed him wantonly when they saw him.
Ling Zhongyu could only endure such an insult, "If nothing happens, let's leave first."
Ling Zhongtian waved his hands impatiently and said: "Go! Be careful when you go out, don't get eaten by jackals, tigers and leopards. That would be a big loss for our village! Haha..." His voice was still echoing in Ling Zhongyu's ears. , but the person has already swayed forward.
Ling Zhongyu snorted coldly and led Ling Tianqi towards the outside of the village.
When Ling Tianqi left, he took a deep look at Ling Zhongtian's leaving figure and remembered this figure in his heart.
His father could endure this for a lifetime, but he could not. How could a man suffer such humiliation? As long as he had enough strength, he would make Ling Zhongtian unable to live or die.
"Tianqi, you have grown up now, and you also know some things about the village... Yes, it is my father who is useless..." Ling Zhongyu sighed and said helplessly.
Ling Tianyu knew that what his father was referring to was that the children did not play with him, but he never resented it in his heart. Why was he born in such a family, "Father, they don't play with me, I play alone." I'm very happy too." He waved his little fists, showing a happy look.
Ling Zhongyu felt warm in his heart. He had never expected that his son could be so sensible.
When he was this old, he didn't know anything, so he often followed some older children in the village as a follower.
Those people were equally xenophobic towards him and he was often bullied. At that time, he also resented why he was born into a family that was rejected by the children in the village.
Thinking of his childhood memories, Ling Zhongyu smiled bitterly and inadvertently quickened his pace.
After walking out of Lingjiabao and walking for about half an hour, the two came to a deserted hill.
At first glance, the hill is very desolate. Apart from dead weeds, there are rocks everywhere.
The servants around were quiet, and the cold wind blew by, bringing with it a chill.
The hill was shrouded in a light layer of mist, adding a bit of mystery out of thin air.
Ling Zhongyu took out a small piece of jade from his arms. The shape of the jade was somewhat similar to a burning flame.
Under the moonlight, the jade emits a faint blue light, and you can tell it is a valuable treasure at a glance.
Seeing this piece of jade, Ling Tianqi suddenly felt familiar, but he knew clearly that he had never seen this thing before.
With a movement of his wrist, Ling Zhongyu took out a sharp dagger from his arms, and gently swiped his finger, causing a stream of blood to flow out.
Ling Tianqi was confused for a while, what was his father going to do? Was it because he had to use Taoism, but he didn't have any real power in him?
Just when he was confused, Ling Zhongyu dripped the blood from his fingers onto the jade in his hand.
As soon as the blood touched the jade, it was hidden in it.
Ling Tianqi only felt that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged in around him and condensed around the jade. As the hill under his feet shook slightly, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth entered the jade.
Within a breath, the jade stone suddenly emitted a dazzling blue light. The blue light contained a faint true power, making it impossible to open one's eyes.
The real power in Ling Tianqi's body was too weak to compete with the real power emanating from the jade, so he could only close his eyes full of doubt.
After a moment, the blue light dissipated, and a small blue flame suddenly appeared on the jade.
At a sudden glance, there is no difference between the flame and the candle when it is lit, just as insignificant.
Ling Zhongyu put away the dagger, came to a smooth stone wall, and placed the jade in a concave spot on the stone wall.
The sunken stone wall is exactly the same size as the jade stone.
When the jade completely penetrated into the sunken stone wall, the originally desolate hill was suddenly shrouded in thicker fog...
Ling Tianqi felt that all the blood in his body was boiling, and he was indescribably excited.
This was actually a formation, which had been lost for many years in his previous life, and he actually encountered it outside a small village.
While excited, Ling Tianqi quickly looked around. This was a secret room, surrounded by dark rocks.
Apart from this, Ling Tianqi could no longer see anything else.
The jade that originally entered the stone wall was now back in Ling Zhongyu's hands. The jade still emitted blue light, which could only illuminate an area of about ten feet around him.
As a father, Ling Zhongyu was equally excited. He came once when he was ten years old, and this was his second time here. His mood at this time was completely different from that in his childhood.
When I was a child, I was completely confused, curious, and overwhelmed.
But this time, Ling Zhongyu came to the cave as a leader.
Decades have passed in the blink of an eye, but the stone cave in front of me has not changed at all. Even the small stone on the ground is still the same as when I was a child. It is placed there quietly without any deviation in its position.
"Let's go!" Ling Zhongyu's voice echoed in the cave, and he stepped forward, "Don't touch things here. Remember the route. You will have to bring your children here in the future."
The cave was extremely quiet, with only the sound of footsteps echoing above the cave.
Here, you don't feel the cold, as if you are isolated from the outside world, but the air is extremely fresh, and you feel like you are connected to the outside world.
Is this the secret of formation?
Ling Tianqi looked carefully at the surrounding stone walls, only to find that there was a faint energy contained in the stone walls. The energy was not very weak, but due to his current cultivation level, he could only vaguely sense it.
The cave is not very big. After walking for about a cup of tea, we came to a wide hall.
There was nothing in the hall except for a statue about ten feet tall in the middle.
The statue is of an old man, wearing a simple Taoist robe, with a solemn face, and a pair of eyes full of wisdom, staring into the void ahead.
Ling Zhongyu stopped and knelt down in front of the statue, and a respectful voice came, "Ling Zhongyu, the unworthy descendant, has met his ancestors."
Ling Tianqi also followed his father's example and knelt down a foot behind him. It felt like it was similar to when he worshiped his ancestors in his previous life.
It turns out that this statue is that ancestor, but I don’t know what level of cultivation he reached back then?
Ling Tianqi thought of this and raised his head to look at the statue.
Although the statue is a dead object, it gives people a unique aura, especially the eyes full of wisdom, which seem to be looking at everything in front of them.
After taking a close look, Ling Tianqi felt like he couldn't breathe.
The true power in the body was operating on its own without control, and it was only then that it withstood this inexplicable pressure.
Ling Tianqi was shocked. The cultivators here were really powerful. In the society in the past, such lifelike statues would never have been carved. No, to be precise, it is absolutely impossible to carve such a spiritual statue.
Thinking of the two lions at the door of the room, Ling Tianqi knew that the statues of his ancestors were made by the same person.
Since the statue can be placed in such a hidden and mysterious formation, the sculptor must be Ling Tianqi's nominal ancestor.
Although Ling Tianqi's surname was also Ling, he did not have much blood relationship with the people in the Ling Family Fort.
Ling Tianqi's ancestor came to Lingjiabao when he was seriously injured and could not recover. The patriarch at that time took him in when he saw that his surname was Ling.
Later, Lingjia Fort was attacked by bandits. With the help of one person, the ancestor killed the entire bandit group and made great contributions to Lingjia Fort.
In order to thank their ancestor for his help, the people of Lingjiabao gave the ancestor the best land in the village and found him a beautiful woman as his wife in the village.
Because that ancestor's death was approaching, he did not leave Lingjiabao and left his bloodline before becoming immortal.
Ling Tianqi is the seventy-third generation descendant of that ancestor.
Ling Tianqi's ancestors were once very prosperous in Lingjiabao. Although the ancestors of the previous generations were not as powerful as the ancestors of the first generation, they could barely practice and perform some Taoist arts that were not very powerful.
But later on, I don’t know whether it was because of impure blood or wrong cultivation methods. As a result, each generation was not as good as the last. After the thirtieth generation, they were unable to gather even a little bit of real power and became no different from ordinary people.
Since then, the worship treatment of Ling Tianqi's ancestors in the village has gradually decreased. Except for the houses left by their ancestors, the rest of the places are not as good as the wealthy people in Lingjiabao.
Ling Zhongyu's family's livelihood depended almost entirely on the few acres of farmland that Ling Zhongyu worked from dawn to dusk to plant. It was hard to live without enough to eat.
Although Ling Tianqi has the bloodline of that ancestor, he does not belong to this generation. To put it mildly, he can only be regarded as half of his descendants.
