I scooped out some lamp oil from the small wooden barrel next to it.

"Crash..."

As the lamp oil once again entered the lamp posts on the left and right sides, the two oil lamps became even brighter.

After so many years, those that once had real inheritance have long been eliminated by the times.

This in itself is a superficial side door.

After hundreds of years of inheritance, the magic has been lost, and only these specious etiquette have been retained.

Think about that altar and look at it.

I saw three plates of different fruits placed on the table.

There is an oil lamp placed on the left and right sides.

The most important one is an incense burner made of clay, in which three fragrant birds are flying in all directions.

As for the direction of the god's position, there is neither a clay statue of the god nor a specially marked god's position.

There was only a slightly yellowed piece of parchment hanging on that wall.

On the parchment, there was a picture of a proud figure wearing a monk's robe with his back to them.

Although they have lost their inheritance.

And I don’t know how many years ago, they no longer knew the magical powers and spells of the past.

But no matter what, when anyone sees this picture, they can't help but fall in love with it.

All the stories I have ever told are deemed true when I see this picture.

There seems to be some real magic in this.

Xingyun has looked at this painting since he was a child, but unfortunately, it is just a back view after all.

And I don’t know which master’s technique made this painting move in a more freehand direction.

Without that unique charm, who could tell who painted this painting?

Looking at the painting again, Xingyun couldn't help but said:

"Grandpa Grandpa, Grandpa Grandpa."

"Our lineage has been discontinued for I don't know how long it has been."

"When will you, old man, be able to show your spirit and make our lineage glorious again?"

Xingyun couldn't help but sigh when he thought that his master's greatest wish before his death was to regain the glory of the zombie lineage.

How is this something he can do?

He had only listened to his master and master since he was young about the glory of the corpse exorcism lineage for generations.

If he hadn't been taught by his master since childhood, he would have already discarded this unreal inheritance by this time.

There is nothing, so what can you do with him?

Just rely on those few talisman papers?

When he thought of this, Xingyun couldn't help but respectfully took out a small box from under the parchment.

Opening the small box, I saw only two golden talisman papers inside:

"There are only two left~"

Use this thing once and less.

When the last two talismans are used up, the inheritance of their lineage may be cut off from him.

Thinking about it makes me a little unwilling.

He also grew up listening to the legendary stories from his ancestors.

Who doesn't want to indulge in the wildest things in the world?

Who can't fly in the sky and corrode the vast world?

In the entire sacred mountain, those who practice spiritual practice have become the high priests of a village, worshiping the demon god on the mountain one by one.

Although the possibility of worshiping the demon god to be favored is very small, it is better than the current unrealistic inheritance.

He really can't see the future.

When he thought of this, he couldn't help but kneel on the round futon in front of him.

The whole person kowtowed and worshiped very firmly.

This movement is so familiar that it looks like it has been done tens of thousands of times.

Sometimes he is also in pain.

The legendary Patriarch is a powerful figure with vast magical powers.

Even calling their names can be heard by people of this level and respond.

But the most painful thing is this.

As long as the ancestor could pass down a name, he dared to ask the ancestor to show his spirit, but in the end he still paid by mistake.

It seems that it is not an inherited magical power, but an inheritance of so-called beliefs.

And it seems that we don’t know how far this kind of inheritance can be spread.

At this moment, when he didn't see it, the parchment on it seemed to show a little bit of fluorescence.

Immediately afterwards, a warm voice suddenly sounded:

"What would you do if you could really get the inheritance?"

As if subconsciously, after hearing this sentence, Xingyun said without thinking:

"Practice magic and pass on the dharma lineage."

"We must carry forward the inheritance of our ancestors and live up to their expectations!"

However, after he finished speaking, he realized that besides her, where was the second person in the room?

He was suddenly startled, then raised his head and looked forward.

I only saw a floating figure, suddenly walked out of the parchment, and walked directly from the scroll into reality.

Looking up, I saw that there was no trace of anything on the parchment, and there was only a white paper left:

"Master Patriarch!

!”

Xingyun's whole body couldn't help but turn pale with shock.

Is this really the Master’s manifestation?

Is it true that the Patriarch can manifest his spiritual powers these days?

At his age, he had already passed the period of delusion, but at this moment, he couldn't help but feel excited.

Because standing in front of him was his ancestor from who knows how many generations ago!

Thinking of this, Xingyun couldn't help but kneel down even more thoroughly. His whole head banged downwards, causing the floor to vibrate:

"Disciple Xingyun has met the Patriarch!"

In front of this disciple who had been kowtowing for who knows how many generations, Wei Yi couldn't help but sigh:

"Alas~"

His incarnation came out alone originally to verify something.

However, before he reached his destination, he felt an extremely strong thought in a sacred mountain on the way.

The most outrageous thing is that this thought of incense seems to be vaguely pointed at him.

He had no choice but to come down and take a look.

Who would have thought that the dharma lineage he once accidentally left behind would only have this trace of incense now?

And there is no inheritance anymore.

This is really quite frustrating.

However, since they have encountered each other, and it has something to do with him, Wei Yi naturally will not do nothing:

"Since you are the only one left, then practice well."

"Although Pindao just did it randomly at first, but you have such a firm heart to follow the Tao, Pindao naturally can't refuse."

"Come forward~"

Hearing what Wei Yi said, Xingyun immediately became excited, and then took a step forward.

The next moment, a finger suddenly pointed at his spiritual platform.

"Weng~"
To be continued...