Chapter Twelve: Down the Mountain(2/2)
The Mei family has been passed down for eight generations. Although they have never done any great undertakings, no matter whether it is war or famine, the descendants of the family can survive safely, and at the worst, they can maintain a good harvest despite droughts and floods.
It seems ordinary, but when you look back, it is not difficult to find that there are many kinds of religions, and it is hard to find another family that can achieve such a feat as the Mei family.
Nowadays, the Mei family has followed the trend of the times, completely transformed, and cut off the practice of spiritual practice. Over time, this blessing will slowly turn into trouble.
This is exactly the reason why Mr. Mei asked Mei Du to practice. After all, although the family has cut off the practice, there are still too many things that cannot be truly cut off. If there is no cultivator to control it, there is no guarantee that it will attract bad luck.
Now that Xu Tong has inherited the Mei family's inheritance, this has indirectly helped their Mei family.
While talking, the old man led Xu Tong and Gao Zhuo to the main hall. The incense table on the table was ready, with a portrait of the Plum Blossom Taoist hanging on it.
This is the second time Xu Tong has seen the portrait of Taoist Meihua. Compared with the last time, his strength has undergone a qualitative transformation. Looking at the portrait again, this time he actually saw the true face of Taoist Meihua in the portrait.
In the portrait, the plum blossom Taoist priest is sitting under the plum tree, his figure is erratic, and he is nodding towards Xu Tong.
scare!!
Even Xu Tong was shocked by this painting. The plum blossom Taoist in the painting is not sure if he has really become an immortal. Could it be that the figure in this painting is entrusting his soul?
While Xu Tong was thinking wildly, Gao Zhuo had already handed over the incense candle.
Xu Tong took the incense candle, stood side by side with the old man of the Mei family, and knelt down to worship together.
Only after the incense was burned, Mr. Mei took out a wooden box from the incense table and handed it to Xu Tong: "This is something our Mei family keeps, and it is also the most important thing in the Mei family. I heard from Mei Du that you have a printing in your hand."
Ming Chao's template, then this thing is indispensable to assist."
When Xu Tong heard this, he opened the box.
I saw two brick-like red stones and a black seal in the box. Xu Tong picked up the seal, breathed a sigh of relief, and covered it in the palm of his hand. He saw seven words printed on it in seal script.
;[Seal of the Great Emperor of Taishan Prefecture]
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Chapter completed!