Dragon Emperor, Martial God
Chapter 1088: The Ling Family Festival Journey!
When Lingyun opened his eyes, two eyeballs were pitch black, one silver white, and suddenly two black and white rays of light were emitted, which looked incredibly strange!
Yin and Yang eyes!
Refining and gasification god, Lingyun shut down day and night, cultivating is of course his way of watching the family, breathing yin and yang tactics.
At this time, Lingyun, the yin and yang of the body is so full, it actually began to escape outside the body, but it did not disperse, but surrounded Lingyun's body, floating faintly, hazy, makes Lingyun have an additional illusory feeling.
Now, if there is a low realm, or if ordinary people look at him, it feels like Lingyun's shadow is hazy, as if he is independent of another time and space.
This is a unique scene where Yin and Yang practice to Dacheng and really begin to enter the hall.
“Take it!”
Lingyun, in his own home, naturally did not want to act too eye-catching. He moved his mind and put the yin and yang qi out of the body, all into the body.
“Well, full of three drops of the Divine Dollar, and surplus, it seems that the realm of the peak of Qi practice is completely solid! ”
Early on, Qi was subdivided into three layers.
Naturally, there are criteria for their division, and the criteria are simple.
During the Qi Refining Period, the Qi Refining and Gasifying God, the monk is to condense his refinement or the real Qi in his body into a Divine Dollar through his own practice.
With the divine power, and the ability to use the divine power, the monks have the power.
So, the first three layers of Qi practice, the first three layers of Qi refining, are of course based on the speed of condensation of the Divine Divinity as the basic criterion.
At the peak of one layer of Qi, you can concentrate three drops of Divine Dollar a day; at the peak of two layers of Qi, it only takes an hour; and at the peak of three layers of Qi, you can concentrate three drops of Divine Dollar in just one minute.
A minute of concentration of three drops of the Divine Dollar equates to a monk's ability to live and carry out spells continuously.
It is precisely for this reason that once the monks have broken through the early stages of Qi practice and entered the fourth level of Qi practice, they can fly with their swords, because there is sufficient strength to support them.
Likewise, Brother Alchemy, Refiner, Drawing Characters, Motivation Array, etc., can be done with the Divine Dollar, which is of course faster and better than those without the Divine Dollar.
“Surely none of those nasty things dare approach. ”
Lingyun swept his eyes slightly with Yin and Yang, his eyes were electric, and he found the room and the outside clean, and nothing “dirty" appeared.
Lingyun certainly knows that today is the 14th of July in Huaxia's lunar calendar, the most gloomy day of the year.
Legend has it, on this day, the ghost door closes wide and the ghost travels at night.
But Lingyun refined his body, his body was so full of blood, his own blood was so full, those evil things, they didn't dare to come near him.
Lingyun smiled, put away the Yin and Yang eyes, and floated out of bed.
Then he showered and changed his clothes and cleaned himself up before walking out the door.
“Cloud, are you ready? ”
Ling Liang had already stood at the door of Ling Yun's room, had been waiting for a long time, and his expression was heavy and serious.
Ling Yun's eyes swept away and found that Ling Liang had a thick old book in his hands. It was the Ling family's genealogy.
He nodded, “Grandpa, I'm ready. ”
“Okay, come with Grandpa. ”
As soon as Ling Liang reached out, he grabbed Ling Yun's arm and walked side by side. He headed straight to Ling Jia Temple Hall, the ninth largest compound in Ling Jia.
The Ling family takes filial precedence, and every New Year's Eve, Qingming, Zhongyuan, these three traditional festivals of sacrificial ancestry, all carry out formal sacrificial ancestral activities.
Burn the paper money, ask the ancestors, worship the ancestors, pray that the ancestors bless the family and prosper.
Not less than three times a year.
Not only the Ling family, but also not only the other large families of Huaxia, as long as they are Huaxia people, basically abide by this tradition, the households, there is no way outside.
This is handed down from Huaxia generation to generation, and is one of the traditional ways to promote filial piety.
This year, however, the Ling family is different from previous years, only because of one more person, Ling Yun returned.
Ling Yun was able to feel his mood at this moment through Ling's slightly trembling palms. He was solemn but excited.
“Grandpa. ”
Ling Yun reversed his hand held Ling Liang's hand in his hand and went into Ling Liang's palm to help him regain his mood.
“I'm fine, let's go. Your father, your uncle and your brothers and sisters are waiting in the temple. ”
Ling Li turned his head and smiled and glanced at Ling Yun.
“Oh.”
Ling Yun responded with a voice, while releasing his mind and sweeping away, the powerful god immediately covered the entire Ling family ancestral house.
Ling Yun then focused his knowledge on Ling's ancestral temple.
Only in the Ancestral Hall of the Lingjia family, the card slot is linli, neatly arranged, placed on the table of the ancestral slot, the candles have been lit, the whole Ancestral Hall cigarette is surrounded, giving a sense of solemnity and sombre.
A little willow tree that is more than three feet tall, with lush branches and lush greenery. At this time, it has been erected and placed directly beneath the ancestral title of the Lingjia family. It is vibrant, adding a lush scene to the feeling of solemnity.
This is naturally the inheritance of the Ling family, the ghost god Liu, is the one that Ling Yun gave to Mo Dao for research, because the Ling family wants to sacrifice the ancestors, he has returned it to Ling Li, and it has been placed here.
Outside the Ancestral Hall, naturally three sons of Ling Liang, Ling Zhen, Ling Yue, Ling Xiao, stood in order. Behind them stood their families, men in front and women in the back.
The sacrificial ancestral activities are naturally rules-based, and the customs and rules of instruction vary from place to place, depending on the geography.
There are places to sacrifice ancestors, where none of the women in the family can participate, be they married daughters or unmarried daughters.
This is also one of the origins of Huaxia's patriarchal sons.
Some places do not care, as long as it is a family, men, women and children, can participate in the sacrificial ancestral activities, make the family appear to flourish, pray for the ancestors to protect the family, can grow and flourish.
Even in many rural areas today, the sacrifice of ancestors, after the death of grandfather, is basically dominated by grandmother, who pays more attention to traditional rules.
If Grandma and Grandpa are dead, it will be the whole life of the parents, one after the other.
The Ling family is naturally the latter situation, hereditary filial piety, male and female alike, as long as it is the lineage of the Ling family, can participate.
Otherwise, Ling Li would not rush to tell Ling Yun about Ling Xue yesterday.
In God, Ling Yun's eyes swept past his father and other people he had already met, and eventually settled behind Ling Zhen.
Behind Ling Zhen, the owner stood two men, one Ling Yong, and the other, of course, the eldest grandson of the Ling family, Ling Hao.
Ling Yun had already seen Ling Hao's photograph, so there was no need to guess at all. He recognized Ling Hao at a glance.
Ling Yun observed Ling Hao, only to see that he was beautiful, but his face was incredibly pale, a pair of slightly narrow eyes, slightly with blood silk, his footsteps floated, he stood there casually, giving people a feeling of loose collapse and hanging.
This boy is looking at something constantly at the moment. From time to time, the divine color flashes and looks very restless.
Lingyun certainly knew what he was worried about, and his mouth lifted with a grim smile.
Ling Hao finally came back.
Now that you're back, don't ever run again.
When Ling Hao glanced at him, Ling Yun was too lazy to look at him again. Instead, he turned his mind and looked at the other person, Ling Xue, who came out of the Ling family.
Ling Xue was in a beautiful shape and was standing shoulder to shoulder with her mother Dong Ruolan, not far behind Ling Xiao.
Unlike Ling Hao's restlessness, Ling Xue exhibited a complex look. Her breathing was a little heavy. One hand held Dong Raolan's palm tightly and she was forced to calm down.
Clearly, Ling Yun's ancestral ancestry, attending the Ling family festival ancestor tonight, has a great impact on Ling Xue.
Whether it is positive or negative, it is not known.
Ling Li, Grandpa Ling Yun and grandson walked side by side, neither of them did any physical work. They quickly crossed the eighth compound and came to the ninth compound.
This heavy compound is actually divided into two parts, situated on the east and west sides, the east side is naturally Ling's small courtyard, and the west side, of course, is Ling's ancestral temple.
Ling Rui held Ling Yun's hand and before reaching a round arch, he stopped. "Yun, this courtyard inside is our ancestral temple of Ling family. Everyone has been waiting for you for half a day, and as soon as we get in, we're going to worship our ancestors, and other things, and we'll talk about them at the feast after the sacrifice. ”
Lingyun nodded with a smile, indicating understanding.
Ling Li was pleased and smiled. He took Ling Yun's hand and walked into the arch. He came to the courtyard where Ling Jia Tang was located.
“Grandpa came with the Fourth. ”
“Four...”
“Fourth Brother...”
Ling Yong Ling Feng Ling Li and several other people's voices sounded successively. They understood the rules and their voices were not high. They were afraid to disturb their ancestors.
Ling Yun nodded their greetings and followed Ling Li all the way forward. It was not until he walked beside Ling Xiao that he stopped slightly and shouted at Ling Xiao's father.
Ling Xiao raised his hand and patted Ling Yun's shoulder: “Yun, do as your grandfather said. ”
Ling Li held Lingyun's hand and walked all the way through the front of everyone until he reached the entrance of the temple before stopping. He turned around and said solemnly: “Boss, penis, third cousin, you bring your family with you, all come with me into the house to worship our Ling ancestors! ”
After that, Ling Li took Ling Yun with him and took the lead and entered Ling Jia Hall.
Led by Lingzhen Lingyue Lingxiao, all the immediate family members of Lingjia followed closely.
Suddenly, Lingjia Hall was full of people, a dozen people, but the whole hall was still very spacious and not crowded.
Lingjia ancestral house has been for more than 100 years. At the time of the most prosperous people, there were more than 100 immediate family members, and now there are only a dozen people. Of course, it is impossible to fill this place.
When everyone came in and stood still, Ling Li this released Lingyun's palm. He turned around and respectfully lit the three incenses and plugged them into the giant incense oven in front of the deck.
Then he took three steps back in reverence and was angry with Dantian. He spoke loudly: "The ancestors of the Ling family are here. Now Ling Li leads his children and grandchildren to worship their ancestors...”
Ling Li said a few words to worship his ancestors before turning his head and said to Ling Yun: “Yun, come and worship our ancestors first and identify them as their ancestors. ”