Rebirth of the Villain's Counterattack

Chapter 129

【admit relatives】

The Lou family's ancestral hall enshrines the portraits of "Feng Ao" and Feng Ziqi, as well as the picture scroll of the relics of the homeland, while the Duan family enshrines a book.

How could he not recognize the word Feng Ao in the ancient book?

I just didn't expect it to be the Feng family tree.

Feng Ao took it, opened it slightly, and saw the portrait of the character on the first page of the ancient book, and wrote:

Feng Ao, my lord.

Feng Aomei didn't move. After reading the family letter in the ancient tomb, seeing these goodbyes didn't touch him as much as before.His heart was slightly sour, and when he looked down, the next page was the seal period.Then there were some characters that Feng Ao didn't know. When it came to the No. 11 descendants of the Feng family, the content of the genealogy changed a lot.

Feng's No.11 descendant, Feng Ya.

There are 14 people in the portrait below.

It was the same for the others after that, one name corresponded to fourteen people, until the seventh generation descendants of Feng's No.20.

Feng Ao knew in his heart that when the No. 11 descendants of the Feng family, the Feng family was divided into two.And these people on the genealogy... Feng Ao raised his head and looked at several people: "The elders of the Lou family and the Duan family, each generation has seven people, am I right?"

Elder Lou Da responded, "Sir, what you said is right."

Elder Duan said: "Since you see what you want to see, sir, should you tell us why you are here?"

Feng Ao shook his head, put together the family tree, got up and put the heavy ancient books back on the altar, the stagnant and dull black jade patterns gradually flowed, and slowly regained their luster.

"The elders know the cause and effect, so why bother me."

Feng Ao turned around and looked at them.

The elders still had some doubts in their eyes, but a strange light gradually burned in their old and wise eyes.

They restrained their excitement, Elder Lou Da said solemnly: "Please tell me sir."

This secret has been hidden for too long, and it has been passed down from generation to generation. In the end, only the elders who bear the family secret are still waiting for this impossible legend of the family.They spent their entire lives waiting, thinking that they would be like the older generation, and had no choice but to pass on this secret, but they didn't expect to meet Feng Ao.

They were very anxious, but they couldn't just rely on Feng Ao's knowledge of Feng's ancient sayings to determine each other's identity.

Everyone locked on Feng Ao and Zheng Youting with burning eyes, asking them to give a concrete explanation.

Feng Ao looked down at the brown-gold ancient book, and slowly slid his slender fingers on the ancient book. He smiled for some reason, and opened his lips:

"My lord's soul returns, and the world returns to its origin."

He gave a low laugh, and suddenly said sadly: "Silly boy, you are still so stubborn."

He looked at the crowd, and an invisible coercion emanated from him. Standing in front of the altar, he looked at the panic-kneeling crowd and the trembling and moving stone figurines, and said slowly: "You guys, what do you want to know? Woolen cloth?"

The overwhelming coercion made the elders of the Lou family and the Duan family unable to bear it. The voice of the elder Lou Da was choked up, and the flesh on his face was twisted and deformed by the windless airflow, but he couldn't feel it at all. The pain in his body made him tremblingly say: "Is that you? You are the ancestor Feng Ao? Is that so?"

Standing beside Feng Ao, Zheng Youting was not hurt by the internal force he released. Seeing the expressions of these elders, he realized a possibility:

Their time awaits a man, a man who is almost impossible to reappear.

He pursed his lips tightly. He didn't say anything about what Feng Ao saw in the Lou family's ancestral hall, and he didn't ask much, but since then, Feng Ao should have understood that the Lou family and the Duan family did not abandon the Feng family.

Elder Lou Da's staring eyes were full of disbelief and crazy excitement, and he ran out three questions in a row and asked more questions.

He wasn't the only one like this, the expressions on the faces of the other thirteen elders were just as good as his.

Feng Ao laughed, and his momentum subsided.

Several elders who were forced to bow their heads raised their heads one after another, staring at Feng Ao who was looking at them indifferently, they couldn't speak for a while, they were completely excited and didn't know where to start.

Elder Duan first calmed down, he lifted his hands off the ground, stood up straight and looked directly at Feng Ao and said, "May I ask, sir, who is your last name?"

"Surname Feng, single name Ao."

"Dare to ask, sir, do you know who Feng Ao is?"

"The head of the magic palace, the lord of Yancheng."

"Dare to ask, sir, can you show me the clan emblem?"

"Can."

Feng Ao used his internal strength to engrave on the black jade the family crest that Feng Ziqi left on the ancient tomb, it was a combination of the Duan family and Lou family crests.

The elders looked at the family crest with dark golden traces on the black jade with wide eyes, and couldn't hold back anymore.

"it is true……"

"it is true!"

They faced each other, feeling a little panic in their hearts, looking at Feng Ao at a loss.

They never thought that they could really wait for this person.

Elder Lou Da was the first to have such a guess, and now he came back to his senses the fastest, grabbed the ground with his head, and roared:

"No.20 Eight generations of descendants, meet my lord!"

"...meet my lord."

"Meet my lord!"

One sound after another, the voice gradually lost hesitation and stagnation, and became louder and louder.

Feng Ao sighed, and ignored them, but looked at the pious figures facing the altar.

He looked sideways at Zheng Youting, who was slightly absent-minded and astonished, and said in a low voice, "Stand here and wait for me."

Before he finished speaking, he flitted away, and for a while, only the sound and echo of the movement of the figurines and stone statues could be heard in the room.The elders looked back and saw that the ton-heavy terracotta figurines representing the 27 generations before the Feng family worshiped the elders were easily moved, and they were placed in different display shapes in a blink of an eye.

I saw that the dark golden light on the altar was like flowing water without warning, rushing to the ground, flowing on the black jade slabs on the ground, and the dark golden lines spread out layer by layer. After a while, the entire worship room The array is alive!

The elders were shocked.

This formation was set up by the ancestors during the Fengzi period. After so many generations, they have never even discovered that in addition to the engraved formation enshrined in enshrinement and the display formation of stone statues, there are also such complicated engraved formations hidden on the ground. Array.

Looking at Feng Ao, who was moving quickly and leaving fragments of silhouettes behind, the last bit of disbelief in the hearts of the elders disappeared.

Make no mistake, they did wait until their master.

Feng Ao stopped and looked at the crowd.

Behind him are figurines with humble expressions in an orderly display. The dark golden luster climbed up the bodies of these figurines, and finally gathered in their human-like eyeballs.

He stretched out his hand and looked at Zheng Youting.

"Let's go."

Zheng Youting was dazed, and followed Feng Ao away step by step.

No more need, three bows and nine kowtows.

It was noon when we returned to the meeting hall.

But the elders couldn't think of lunch, they sat under Feng Ao, the ups and downs in their hearts were far from being calmed down.

Feng Ao didn't care about them, he just asked, "What can Ziqi leave?"

Grand Elder Duan replied respectfully: "The ancestors left a last word. One day, my lord will return to the world, and ordered my descendants to guard my lord. If you betray or violate this ambition, you will be smashed to pieces, and you will not die."

Passed down to this generation, although they still have a deep-rooted obsession immersed in their blood, most of them have completely given up hope for the ancestor's return.

Human life cannot be resurrected, let alone a person who has been dead for thousands of years.

They also only heard about the existence of the Returning Soul Formation in the Feng family's legacy, the living dead, flesh and bones, but it is hard to believe its true existence.

But I didn't know that the ancestors really succeeded!

Facing the ancestors who came back from the resurrection more than 2000 years ago, even though Elder Duan was well-informed and wise, he was so frightened that his tongue was dry and his back was covered in cold sweat.

Swallowing subconsciously, Grand Elder Duan said in an unsteady tone, "The legacy of our ancestors, I will follow from generation to generation. Except for the ancestors, no one knows where the returning soul array is set up, and when the master should return to it." In the human world, it can only be inherited from generation to generation and stick to the clan's homeland. Until 500 years ago, the descendants of the No.11 generation entered the world and provoked hatred, attracting outside soldiers and horses to besiege the Feng family. The members of the Feng clan hid in the mountains and only found out after visiting In order to seek immortality, the present Emperor Taizong thought that my Feng family had the magic method of longevity after hearing only a few words from the mouth of the unborn child, and then raised his troops to attack."

"At that time, the members of our clan suffered heavy casualties, so we elected [-] elders to lead the whole clan and withdraw from the siege. At first, to conceal people's eyes and ears, the members of our clan separated into two clans, and after entering the WTO as civilians for a hundred years, they gradually withdrew to their homeland and rebuilt their homes. .And in order to ensure that the secrets that were not handed down by the members of the Feng clan will not be leaked out, from then on, except for the elders, their descendants will no longer be able to pass them on, and they will be called Lou and Duan surnames."

Speaking of this top-secret past, Elder Duan's face was heavy.

Feng Ao nodded, guessing before that they didn't know the existence of the ancient tomb, otherwise how could the Chen family get ahead of them in the past so many years.

Seeing this, Elder Lou Da took over the words: "After three generations, my descendants of the Feng Clan know nothing about the history of the Feng Clan, and the people of the clan have lived here in seclusion for generations. Later on, some families also hid from the world. At first, we didn’t know each other, but we didn’t know each other’s existence until foreigners entered the customs and hurt our Han people, and each other was born to save our compatriots. After that, we watched and helped each other, and this is how we have the current hermit family.”

"Let me see the martial arts secrets that you have passed down."

Feng Ao ordered.

After fighting Elder Lou Da, he understood that their inheritance had lost a lot of essence.

Otherwise, with the talents of these elders, how could it be possible that at this age, they could only be as good as he was when he was 30 years old?

The elders did not dare to hesitate, and personally took the highest inner family mentality.

Although the Duan family's and the Lou's family's outer martial arts are different, their inner skills and mental methods come from the same line, so the elders of Duan's family also presented their inner skills and mental methods.

Feng Ao simply looked at it, a little bit dumbfounded.

Feng Ziqi learned a lot of martial arts, he taught him for two years, and then he learned from the brothers in the Demon Palace.He took a fancy to someone's martial arts or who was his root, so he learned all of them, but after all, he specialized in Qimen Dunjia, and his martial arts were not outstanding in the Demon Palace. It also looks average.

It's hard for him to remember the general outline of the mental method he has practiced so clearly.

He handed them the mind method, and smiled lightly: "I'll stay in the ancestral hall for a while, you go to your own work, and come to my room tomorrow."

Although they didn't know what he was going to do, they didn't dare to stop him when they saw him leaving with Zheng Youting.

Feng Ao and Zheng Youting returned to the Duan family's ancestral hall alone. The dark golden light in the room was not as bright as the bright hall on the altar, but now it filled the entire dark room, and the six walls were covered with traces of formations.

When Zheng Youting walked in, he felt the familiar refreshing feeling.

Feng Ao pulled him to sit down on a formation, ignored the figurines with angry faces on both sides of the dark room, and said to Zheng Youting: "We need to stay at Duan's house for a while, and you happen to be practicing here these days."

Zheng Youting looked left and right, hesitatingly said:

"This is... the Soul Return Formation?"