Wen Yang thought about it, but in the end, he fell on Li Guangyi. Li Guangyi, who had been beside him, suddenly felt cold all over his body, as if something was about to happen. When he looked back, he found that Wen Yang was staring at him. In his eyes, he clearly stated... plan.

"What are you going to do..." Li Guangyi asked subconsciously, took a step back gently, and covered his chest with his hands very funny.

"Puff..." Wen Yang looked at Li Guangyi's exaggerated expression and couldn't help laughing, "Damn, look at your actions, Brother Li, can I still harm you? Now it's probably all in your ancestor's coffin. If you can't do it, you will naturally dig your ancestral tomb..." After that, Wen Yang actually bowed to Li Guangyi very formally and seriously. According to the ancient Maoshan rules, the coffin and tombs of dead people must be respected. Digging people's ancestral tombs is even more a taboo among the taboos. Unless they are recognized and acquisition from the parties involved, or have an extremely special mission to save the people, the tombs must not be desecrated. This is also what every old-fashioned Maoshan disciple needs to respect.

Maoshan is a relatively loose sect. Especially before the liberation or before the Anti-Japanese War, many disciples went down the mountain to practice the law after they had achieved success in their studies, and eventually set up their own businesses or had children. However, these people always adhered to their traditions, inheritance and rules of the past. After the founding of the country, after that movement, each sect revised some regulations to adapt to today's society. Wen Yang's grandfather learned art before the liberation and directly taught Wen Yang, and naturally followed the teachings and rules of the elderly.

Li Guangyi looked at Wen Yang who was bowing deeply, but he felt indescribable. The coffin in front of him seemed strange and tall. The one lying inside was the ancestor who was connected by his own blood and gave him his life and wealth. The nature of the Chinese people, this blood connection, is enough to cross time and space, and surpass everything. Seeing that his ancestral tomb was about to be dug, there was his own help. This is called Li Guangyi, how can he not hesitate in his heart? What's more, his ancestor is a person standing at the peak of human beings, and even a person who may surpass the peak. Even if Li Guangyi has no feelings for this ancestor, he will not help but feel a little admiration and pride. This... is also the nature of the Chinese.

However, on the other hand, it was his ancestor who pursued the peak of humanity and broke through the peak of humanity. It was because of him that he had not had the warmth of his family and the care of his parents since childhood, and he lived under others' roofs and suffered all the pain of loneliness. Although his uncle gave him the same and even more care, at the age of 16, he lost him again. Once he tasted the taste of losing his relatives. All of this was given by him in Li Guangyi's heart. Even when he became an adult, he had his own achievements and lover, his two children were also cursed by this ghost blood curse.

The layout was directly killed before it was born. All of this... is thanks to this ancestor. If it weren't for him, I might have been able to live up to my parents in my childhood, and my grandfather was still alive. Maybe I didn't have the achievements I have made today, but I made no more or less money every month from 9 to 5. With Wang Lin, a beautiful, gentle and virtuous wife, two children are happy, with old people and young people. Maybe I worked hard every day, but I could enjoy the joy of family when I went home. This kind of life was what Li Guangyi was looking forward to... Even Li Guangyi was willing to exchange everything he had now for such a life... Everything is really everything...

Thinking of this, Li Guangyi's eyes when he looked at the coffin again changed quietly. There was a trace of great enlightenment between respect and hatred. He took a few steps forward slightly, but he knelt heavily on the ground. Deeply, deeply, the coffin in front of him knocked down ninety-ninety-one sounds. When Li Guangyi got up again, his forehead had already been broken, and his blood was mixed with loess, dyeing the land in front of him into a dark red, and the redness of the battlefield that had been gone through time.

Li Guangyi stood up, looked at Jin Meng, and walked gently to Wen Yang. Wen Yang was still bowing deeply. Even for so long, Wen Yang had been maintaining this posture without moving. This bow was a ritual for Maoshan, and also a tribute to this senior who was not worthy of praise but worthy of respect.

He slowly helped Wen Yang up. Wen Yang's face had already become red due to the long leaning forward. After shaking it gently, Li Guangyi and Jin Meng who was running over hurriedly supported him.

It seems nothing at this moment, but it is just Wen Yang. He might have fainted a long time ago. His body leaned forward 90 degrees and maintained for such a long time, and he had already surpassed the limit of a normal person. Even if Wen Yang's physical fitness is much higher than that of ordinary people, he cannot bear it. The reason why Wen Yang can keep it and stand still is entirely because of the strong persistence and belief in his heart.

Afterwards, when Wen Yang and Jin Meng talked about this past, he said something straight: "It has nothing to do with the teachings and rules, it is just a tribute to my own persistence. I am a Taoist priest, and I have my own understanding of Tao, at least... I had to keep bowing before Li Guangyi agreed, because this is part of the Tao I understand."

Jin Meng hurriedly put Wen Yang in a meditation position and asked him to sit cross-legged. Then he took out the mineral water in his bag and cast a spell gently. After a golden light, Jin Meng poured a whole bottle of water into Wen Yang's mouth.

This bottle of Jiulong Water has no other function, it is to promote blood circulation. Since Wen Yang has just maintained a movement for too long, and the brain blood is caused by the cerebral blood circulation, then, with a little blood circulation and Wen Yang's own foundation, there will naturally be no problem.

This is true. After a bottle of water, the thick "blood color" on Wen Yang's face gradually faded away. After a long time, Wen Yang, who had recovered, gradually stood up, looked at Li Guangyi deeply, and said "Thank you." He walked slowly towards the coffin.

On this side, Wen Yang gently sprinkled a few pieces of talisman paper around the coffin. At the same time, he pinched a hand gesture like before. Li Guangyi's forehead was still bleeding. This time, he saved Jin Meng's knife.

A faint blood flew out from Li Guangyi's forehead and formed a strange shape in the air. It gently fell on the coffin, like a talisman. The blood-formed talisman did not seem to leave any traces on the coffin, and immediately seeped into it.

Li Guangyi, who was there, had already shaken his body gently. No wonder, no matter who lost so much blood, he would feel heavy.

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