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"Grandpa, speak quickly, is what he said true?" the girl asked excitedly.

The old man did not answer their words, neither affirming nor denying.

He glanced at me with a complicated expression, and said, "I don't know if the legend left by my ancestors is true, but there should be something you want to know in the ancestral hall of Cangwu Village, come with me."

Cangwu Village is built on the mountain, and the houses are low and mostly made of wood.

The village has a small population, only about a hundred households.It was the evening meal time, and they could be seen eating in the courtyard through the chai gate. The whole family was sitting in a circle, enjoying themselves happily.

If you put aside the things related to the ancestor of the demonic way, this place is actually no different from other mountain villages, except that it is a bit more conservative and does not like to contact outsiders.

The ancestral hall is at the innermost part of the village, built on the hillside, and covered by dense forests outside.

The layout of this village seems to be to cover the existence of the ancestral hall. If the old man did not lead us here, we would not have thought that there would be such an ancestral hall here.

The style of the ancestral hall is very old. It is built of black stone with no visible material. After years of wind and rain, the dark stone has a metallic luster.

The stone door was tightly closed, the cracks in the door were covered with dust, and it hadn't been opened for many years.

It is said to be an ancestral hall, but it is actually more like a courtyard, like someone's home many years ago.

The biggest secret of Cangwu Village is this ancestral hall, because the most important point in the ancestral precepts is that no one can open the ancestral hall. All descendants of the Xie family must ensure the safety of the ancestral hall, and no outsiders can touch it.

Otherwise, all the people in Cangwu Village will die, and after death, they will be thrown into the [-]th hell and never be reborn.

No one knows what is in the ancestral hall. Only the previous patriarchs will know some legends related to the ancestral hall that ordinary villagers do not know.

After countless millennia, even they doubted the veracity of the legend.

However, the ancestral precepts are still preserved and have evolved into a tradition.

Tradition itself is worthy of respect. When this tradition is accompanied by severe warnings, it will become a mysterious cultural belief.

It is precisely because of this mysterious cultural belief that it has influenced the principles of life and conduct of the villagers of Cangwu Village for countless thousands of years, allowing them to live in a corner and avoid contact with outsiders easily.

Although in the past hundred years, many people in the village have gone out of the mountains to live a modern life in the outside world, but no one has ever come back to destroy this mysterious belief culture.

On the contrary, these people who have gone out will especially admire this culture, and they are more respectful of the ancestral hall.This place of peace of mind is my hometown. Although the world is big, they can only get peace of mind in Cangwu Village.

Don't worry about the present, don't be afraid of the future.

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Now, my people are standing in front of the stone gate of the ancestral hall.

Behind me are all the villagers of Cangwu Village, and the Empress is standing with them.

I knew they were all staring at me, in different ways.

There are excitement, confusion, hidden worries, expectations, but more anxiety.

Sometimes the mystery itself is worthy of respect, and not everyone likes to reveal the mystery.

But since I am here, the ancestral hall must be opened.

Because this is the place where the life of the Patriarch of the Devil Dao originated, no matter how long the ancestral hall exists, it is all waiting for my arrival.

Only here can I merge with the life trajectory of the ancestor of the devil, master the complete power of destiny, and become the real child of destiny.

The dusty stone door was pushed open by me with a creak, followed by a sigh in my heart.

"Ghosts and gods are dark, think about yourself."

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5 Seventy Chapters

Stepping into the ancestral hall is like entering a porch.

I turned my head, but I couldn't see the stone gate behind me, nor could I see the villagers outside the stone gate.

Seeing this, I understood that the ancestral hall is not just a simple ancestral hall, there is a memory sealed here.A memory belonging to the young Daozu. Everything I saw was the scene of Daozu's life at that time.

A black locust tree covered most of the sky in the courtyard, and under the tree were stone locks and stone weapon stands.

Dao Patriarch practiced martial arts as a young man, and then began to learn Taoism when he was traveling in the world.Because martial arts can only strengthen the body, and in the chaotic era, evil spirits breed, strange powers and gods, only learning the Tao can protect the family and the country.

There are several stone swords of different lengths on the weapon platform.The longest one is more than four feet wide and half a foot wide. It is extremely thick and heavy. It should be a two-handed heavy sword.The short ones are not long enough, and they are as thin as a cicada's wing.

The handle of each stone sword is severely worn, which shows how hard Daozu was when you learned the sword, but I don't know who taught him the sword technique, maybe it came from a family tradition.

On the other side of the yard is a gazebo surrounded by plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemums.

There is a picture of calligraphy hanging on the stone wall of the pavilion. I don't know if it was written by the young Daozu, because the calligraphy is too old-fashioned.It is written: Do not sharpen your sword, don't sharpen your cone, time to remind you.

The meaning of this poem is easy to understand. It warns people to have great ambitions and not to waste time for small things and small gains.

The garden is full of scenery, only flowers bloom, but no fallen leaves.

This ancestral hall retains time, but it fails to retain the people who lived here in the first place.

Looking at the traces of life left by the young Taoist ancestor, I am filled with emotion.

After looking at the scenery in the courtyard, I went to the main hall.

Pushing the door open, the first thing you see is a shrine, on which are not heaven, earth, ghosts and gods, but two spirit cards.

First test the spiritual position of Xie Fufeng, and the spiritual position of concubine Wang Yunyi first.

I knew that these two tokens must have been erected by Taoist ancestors, so I straightened my clothes, knelt down and performed respectful worship.

There are no extra decorations in the main hall, and the stone tables and chairs are all household items.

There are bows and arrows and swords hanging on the wall. I took off a sword and pulled out the scabbard. After countless thousand years, the blade is still cold and cold.

These weapons were not used by Daozu, because Daozu was too young when he was here, it should be the weapons of Daozu's father Xie Moling, and Daozu's martial arts is indeed from his family.

There is a stone room on the left and right sides of the main hall, and the one on the east side is where the parents of the Taoist ancestor lived. I bowed towards the door but did not go in, and turned to walk to the living room of the Taoist ancestor in the West House.

As soon as I opened the door, my heart beat several times.

Because the first time I saw a calligraphy and painting on the opposite wall, the person in the painting was the scene of the young Taoist ancestor practicing sword.

About six or seven years old, with delicate features and serious expression.

With the sword pointing in his left hand and the sword in his right hand, the blade of the sword slanted across a green bamboo with a thick bowl mouth.

The green bamboo has not yet fallen, but the bamboo drain will flow.