After rejecting Wang Jie's suggestion that he would continue to open up the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang, Wang Tian and Wang Aotian returned to the ground after paying tribute to the underground base. [Read the text version, please go to]

After everyone left the underground base, Wang Jie closed the passage to enter the base again.

The folk customs of ancestor worship in ancient China have been followed for thousands of years. Every year, the ancestor worship is an ancient festival with profound significance. The rituals of sacrifice include burning incense, reading blessings, offering rice soup, serving tea, silk, wine, offering food boxes, offering meat, offering tributes (blessings), burning blessings, and sayings about gods.

In some places, when burning silk and burning money, the main priest would offer a glass of wine in front of God, and then send it to the burning place by the gift, and pour the wine on it. When pouring, the wine was dripped into the word "heart" to show the sacrificer's piety to offer money and silk.

The cemetery of the Wang and Li clans was originally in the deep mountains behind the base, and the location of the family ancestral temple was also there. However, after the changes over the past thousand years, the ancestral temple had long collapsed, and even the specific location of the ancestral tomb could not be determined.

In desperation, Wang Aotian and others could only place a rectangular wooden table according to the general position they remembered.

The square table was placed on the square table, including the ancestor tablets, incense, candles, tea, wine, pastries, five animals, and other sacrifices that had been prepared in the space ring. It was led by Wang Aotian and went forward to worship one by one in the order of seniority.

The soul returns. Although this memorial service is far less grand than the family sacrifice scenes and numerous people more than a thousand years ago, this is the first time that a wanderer returns home to worship his ancestors in the past thousand years. [Read the text version, please go to]

Wang Tian's spiritual realm wrapped around thousands of meters of space, like a huge energy cover. The acid rain falling from the sky slid from both sides, but no trace of it could enter the domain.

The mutant beasts within a range of thousands of meters were directly killed by Wang Tian with his mental power, especially the Kedo mutant python. In the Lishan Mountains, Wang Tian discovered a total of four adult Kedo mutant pythons, and three young pythons. Wang Tian did not let any of them go and all died in his domain.

After everyone worshiped, Wang Tian and Wang Ziqiang brothers came to the place where Wang Tian’s father buried his bones. Several years passed, and only a small earthen bun was left on the originally raised grave. Wang Tian paid tribute to his father’s grave to the grave. He knelt for a long time.

My father's voice, appearance and smile seemed to be in front of me again. After my mother passed away, my father tried hard to pull himself up. Wang Tian recalled all this in his heart, and finally couldn't bear the pain in his heart, and tears burst out from his eyes.

The son wants to support his parents but his parents are not waiting. Although Wang Tian has grown to the point where ordinary people cannot reach it, he can't even serve his parents. This simple requirement cannot be achieved.

"Let's go. Wang Tian... It's getting late, Mr. Song and the others should be anxious,"

When Wang Zizhi saw Wang Tian in grief, he stepped forward and held Wang Tian's shoulder and spoke.

Why aren't Wang Ziqiang and his brother sad? Hundreds of tribes were killed in one day, and those who were not dead even experienced the torture on earth. Only then did the tribe left by the elder brother Tianxun were able to avenge the great revenge of the earth family. The two had long put the hope of the Wang family on Wang Tian.

After standing up, Wang Tian had wanted to go to the place where Baoer lived, but firstly he could not escape the eyes and ears of so many people, secondly, Baoer hated that place. He had long been tired of the boring and monotonous underground base. So he gave up and returned to the spaceship with everyone.

Seeing Wang Tian’s eyes flushed. Angel was so sensible that she didn’t say anything. After giving her a cup of tea, she quietly snuggled beside Wang Tian. Wang Tian looked at her gratefully. This time she saw Angel, which was very different from what he imagined. It turned out that the unruly and cute Angel had become mature and extremely understanding. With her sitting beside her, Wang Tian seemed to be much more peaceful in his heart.

The spacecraft is just a time of rise and fall. It has arrived at the place where Wang Jie parked the small battleship last time when he went to Huazhou City. After everyone came down, Wang Tian took the spacecraft into his own dimensional sub-space, which is more than 80 kilometers away from Huazhou City. For everyone, it was just a cup of tea and he had already arrived at the city of Huazhou.

Seeing that Wang Tian and others were all wearing protective suits and guarding the city gate, the mercenaries looked like people. Although they didn't know these people, they did not dare to neglect them. They did not collect any money for entering the city, so they respectfully sent everyone into the city.

"You go and follow them and see where they go. You go to report the situation to the city lord, be careful not to be discovered by them. These people are not easy to mess with. However, there was someone just now, who looked so familiar. I must have seen them somewhere..."

A mercenary with the appearance of a leader reached out to see two people and ordered them, and then he thoughtfully recalled the familiar face among the person he had just seen. [Read the text version, please go]

"It's Lord Yan Ping..."

The little leader didn't care about guarding the city gate anymore, so he greeted several colleagues and rushed to the city lord's mansion.

Wang Tian and others walked all the way through the city and were almost at the city lord's mansion. Huazhou City now seems to be more prosperous than a few years ago. There are more pedestrians on the road, and their faces are not as dead as before.

Even on the road in front of the city lord's mansion, where pedestrians didn't dare to breathe heavily when walking, there were some small vendors setting up stalls, and there was a prosperous scene everywhere. Wang Tian nodded secretly in his heart. It seemed that the Zhao brothers and Xiao Jing and others managed Huazhou City very well.

When the little leader guarding the city gate ran to the city lord's mansion, Wang Tian and his party had already entered the mansion, and the little leader couldn't help but slapped himself.

He didn't even recognize the deputy leader of the original Shura Mercenary Group, and his eyes really grew on dogs.

Before Wang Tian left the earth and lived in Huazhou City, he was forced to be the leader of the Shura Mercenary Group by Yan Ping and others. However, he lived in seclusion on weekdays. In Huazhou City, except for some so-called upper-class people who visited him, even many Shura Mercenary Group people had never seen him.

However, Yan Ping was born and raised here. Most people recognize him. However, in recent years, his training personality has become more stable and his cultivation has increased. Although Wang Tian’s eyes are almost non-existent in the eyes of Wang Tian, ​​it is far beyond the current level nine masters on Earth, and his appearance has also changed slightly.

Therefore, although he said a few words when he entered the city, the leader did not associate this person with the deputy leader of the Shura Mercenary Corps for the time being.

The guards guarding the city lord's mansion were all the old men who followed Yan Ping and met Wang Tian back then. Naturally, they would not be as ignorant of the true god as the little leader. They were overjoyed to see Wang Tian, ​​Yan Ping and others. Before they could report, Zhao Xiong and Xiao Jing, the bosses of the Zhao brothers, had already come out.

When old friends meet, there is a lively life. Yan Ping and Zhao Xiong punch each other and punch each other's chest to express their joy in their hearts, but Xiao Jing is busy greeting this large group of people.

Wang Tian waved his hand and signaled Yan Ping and the others to sit down in the hall first. He asked Xiao Jing to invite An Qier to be with her, but he took everyone in the family to the original dungeon where his fourth uncle and his elders were buried.

During the months when Wang Tian was waiting for his two uncles in Huazhou City, he had already built a grave with the building materials stored in the city, and built a pavilion on it that could shelter from the wind and rain.

A stone tablet several meters high was erected in front of the tomb, with the letter: The tomb of the Wang clan. These big characters, the lower part of the stone tablet, were densely engraved with the names of hundreds of tribes who were killed by blood. The erected person wrote Wang Tian's name.

The grave was cleaned very clean, and there were still some burnt ashes of incense and candles, as well as some fruits. I think the Zhao brothers and others should have come here to worship often. After Wang Tian changed the offerings again, he performed a great bowing ceremony. The rest of the people also came forward to worship in turn. Wang Tian's two uncles had already cried to tears. The people who were sleeping here were close relatives who had lived with them for more than ten years, as well as their youngest fourth brother.

After Wang Aotian stepped forward and bowed, his face was filled with sighs, and he secretly blamed himself for why he had not asked Wang Jie to come to Earth a few years ago, otherwise such a tragedy would not have happened in the family.

Withdrawing his sadness, Wang Tian helped his two uncles up and the group came to the hall where Mr. Song and others were now in. It turned out that the hall built by Blood Evil was originally used for martial arts performances. It was very spacious and more than ten people were not crowded here.

But Xiao Jing doesn't know how to speak a star. Angel has been in the Earth Federation for a short time and has not learned Chinese language yet. The two of them are communicating there in gestures, which seems quite interesting to outsiders.

Xiao Jing was hugging a little girl over two years old in her arms, wearing a braid and long pink makeup. She kept trying to use her little hands to spread the arms that Xiao Jing was blocking her in front of her. Her innocent and black eyes kept looking at the people in the room. Perhaps this was the first time in her eyes that there were so many guests at home.

fs: The neighbors' house decoration these days, it's so noisy that they have to write at night. They can't sleep during the day. The extra money has turned into a panda. For the sake of rare animals, everyone can spend some recommendation votes. To be continued,)
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