The ancestor of the Wang family, the ancestor of the Wang family in the mythological era, Meng Qi's pupils contracted slightly, and he was inexplicably frightened.

Although the Wang family deliberately concealed it, and the ancient things were mostly hidden, and were erased or sealed in the long history by the big people, his legends are often unknown, but the most basic situation is still known to the world.

He obtained the Luo Shu, understood the truth of heaven, and created the "Sutra of Calculation" comparable to the "Fuhuang Bagua"; he exhausted the heavenly opportunities and laid an indefatigable foundation; he is at least a legend of power, even stronger!

And such a great supernatural person actually let out such a terrible and terrifying scream before he died, echoing through the ages, and it was difficult to completely dissipate it?

What did he meet and see before he sat down?

What's even more terrifying is that such an encounter is not accidental, every ancestor of the Wang family, as long as he has attained the Dharma Body, will let out a similar scream before sitting, could it be that the "Sutra of Calculation" is too domineering, and the Heavenly Dao backlash has turned into a curse, and it has penetrated into this exercise, as long as he cultivates, he will either die early in fifty, or he will not die well?

For some reason, the words "no good death" always lingered in Meng Qi's mind, scarlet and hideous.

The doubts and horrors in his heart were like blisters, gurgling, constantly emerging, and he subconsciously wanted to ask, but thinking that it was related to the secret of the Wang family, and it was the ancestral hall of the Wang family, it was impossible for an outsider to find out, so he forcibly restrained his thoughts, looked at the trembling lotus fragrance, and smiled: "Since it is a common thing, why be afraid?"

Hexiang pouted: "You don't understand, that girl's family, if you hear it ten thousand times, you will be afraid." ”

Meng Qi smiled, and was about to return to the room, when a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind: Wang Siyuan has always been a "magic stick", he doesn't say everything, he means something else, does he let him stay tonight and talk about it tomorrow?

Knowing that the ancestral ancestral hall would have obsessive screams in the middle of the night. But he arranged himself in the nearby Tianji Building, instead of the guest house far away, with the operation of the Jiangdong Wang family since ancient times, the ancestral house is completely arranged, and it is difficult to do a second place in the world, and live a little farther away. With the weakening of the layers of prohibitions, unless he intentionally eavesdropped, he would not be able to detect this matter at all.

In other words, he let himself stay in Tianji Tower just so that he could hear the screams.

And what is the purpose of letting yourself hear the screams?

Thinking of this section, Meng Qi turned his head and looked at Hexiang: "A certain pair of ancestors of the Wang family are admired, and now they have the opportunity to come here and want to pay tribute to a stick of incense, I don't know if there is a chance now?"

Such a request is unreasonable. Not to mention the many relics of the strong people of the Wang family, for any family, the ancestral ancestral hall is the top priority, mainly open to family members, if outsiders really have a reason, they may bring incense as appropriate, but this must be daytime, never heard of the third watch in the middle of the night to go to the ancestral ancestral hall of others. And not to the head of the house, but to a maid.

However. Hexiang showed a smile: "Su Zhangjiao admires the ancestors of my Wang family so much, and the whole Wang family is happy, and the little maid will take you to the ancestral ancestral hall to pay homage." ”

Really...... Meng Qi said secretly, stopped speaking, and followed Hexiang down the Tianji Tower, passing by the pen washing pool. After passing through the pine cypress, we arrived at the solemn and solemn old building.

The door of the ancestral hall of the Wang family was closed, and there were two guards in black armor at the door, only a pair of eyes were exposed, and their aura was covered by the armor. But those eyes were as black as ink, as if the heavens had been hidden in them, which was quite extraordinary.

"The Jiangdong Wang clan really has a deep heritage, and there are countless hidden powerhouses who don't walk the rivers and lakes......" Meng Qi nodded secretly, watching as Hexiang took out the token and opened the door.

The ancestors of the Wang family at least said that they must have one or more caves, and the opportunity to sharpen must not be lacking, and whether they walk the rivers and lakes will not hinder the promotion of their children.

What is the foundation of the eternal family?

Walking into the ancestral hall, Meng Qi suddenly felt a burst of coldness, as if he had stepped into a mausoleum that had been built for many years, and there were many long tables in the main hall in front of him, and the tables were full of black-bottomed tablets, densely packed with famous names, as if a pair of eyes were looking at him, which was inexplicably terrifying.

The Jiangdong Wang family has been established for at least 200,000 years, even if the ancient and ancient ages have a long lifespan, and now I don't know how many ancestors have been accumulated, and those who have achieved the Dharma Body and those who have not achieved the Dharma Body are here, forming a forest of tablets!

And the front is the most empty area, there is only one tablet above the incense case, black and rich, the gold characters are solemn, and there are a few big characters on it: "The ancestor of the Wang family".

Could it be that his name is ominous, and the Wang family does not dare to mention it? Meng Qi frowned, looked carefully, and his eyes were suddenly attracted by those few golden characters, and then he felt that it was getting bigger and bigger, everything around him was blurred, and time and space changed.

In an instant, Meng Qi found himself in front of a tomb mountain, the mountain was pitch black, full of cliffs, and many caves had been dug out of each cliff, and there was a coffin of bronze or black wood, and in front of the coffin were the tablets he had just seen.

There is only one road leading to the top of the mountain, and on both sides of the road are also coffins and tablets, and on the top of the peak there is a bronze ancient coffin that gives people an extremely heavy feeling, it is bound by nine purple-black chains, standing quietly, and above the lid is a black tablet like the night sky, with the seal inscription of "the ancestor of the Wang clan" written in gold letters.

Nine purple-black chains stretched out into the tomb mountain, seemingly spreading to the core of the earth, connecting themselves with this heaven and earth.

"The ancestral hall of the Wang family is a cave of the Wang family, and it is sad that the ancestors of the past generations can be buried......" Meng Qi had some understanding, but his brows were still slightly furrowed, this arrangement seemed to be suppressing the bronze ancient coffin?

The backlash suffered by the ancestor of the Wang clan is terrible to such an extent, even if he sits down, it will extend to future generations, if he is not suppressed, or even directly wiped out by the clan?

At this time, there was an extra red lantern in Hexiang's hand, and the candle flame inside was swaying, illuminating the surroundings, but it made this "ancestral hall" more and more gloomy.

"Isn't Su Zhangjiao going to put incense?" asked with a smile.

Meng Qi didn't know what Wang Siyuan's idea was, so he bowed his head lightly, followed Hexiang onto the mountain road, and slowly ascended.

The coffins on both sides are like forests, giving people a strong sense of oppression, and the screams echo from time to time, becoming more and more terrifying.

At this moment, Meng Qi's ears moved, and he heard a creaking sound from a black wooden coffin next to him, which made people scratch the lid inside!

Meng Qi immediately paused, holding the absolute knife in his right hand, and his heart was shocked, was it not enough to scream before sitting down, and turned into a fierce undead monster after death?

Zazaza!

The lid of the coffin opened little by little, Meng Qi's expression was solemn, and he blocked in front of Hexiang, who was so frightened that his legs were weak, that he was about to pull out the sword.

Suddenly, a familiar coughing sound came from inside the coffin.

Meng Qi's expression suddenly became strange, and he saw a white emaciated figure struggling to get up, his cheeks were sickly red, and he was so weak that he seemed to be able to fall back into the coffin at any time, just like Wang Siyuan, the eldest prince of the king!

"How can the eldest prince pretend to be a ghost?" Meng Qi heheed, and the little girl Hexiang was about to faint in fright.

Wang Siyuan walked out and said with a light smile: "This is the coffin I picked for myself, what do you think?"

"Not bad...... Meng Qi said casually, adding cheaply, "It's more fancy to use bronze." ”

"Fan?" Wang Siyuan waved his hand to signal Hexiang to retreat from the tomb mountain, and then walked slowly without saying a word.

Meng Qi didn't speak, waiting for the god stick to speak, the two were silent all the way, walked to the peak side by side, and stopped in front of the bronze coffin of the ancestor of the Wang clan.

It was only then that Meng Qi discovered that there was a dark picture in front of the coffin, tightly bound by a thin golden rope.

"Ghost God True Spirit Diagram. Wang Siyuan's voice was eerie and gloomy, like a ghost, "The ancient heavenly court fell, the god list returned to blank, and the gods who entered the true spirit to achieve the god position have escaped from trouble, and there are still relatives and friends who have relied on the help to reshape the Dharma body, cough cough, and they are already lonely and miserable, their divine power comes from the god list from the heavenly court, once lost, they can only become lonely souls and wild ghosts, the ancestors have pity, and they have refined this picture scroll to accommodate them......"

Meng Qi really wanted to say that he had just seen the real god list.

It's a pity that after Uncle Xiaobai came to the real world, he was very curious, and he wandered around on the way from Langya to Jiangdong, otherwise he would be surprised when he hit the divine whip here.

Wang Siyuan took a breath for half a day before recovering: "It's a pity that the night they re-entered the True Spirit Map, this picture scroll mysteriously disappeared, and it suddenly reappeared more than 20 days ago. ”

This...... Meng Qi took a light breath.

Is the recurrence of Wang Siyuan's old disease related to this?

Suddenly, he heard a creaking sound coming from inside the bronze coffin in front of him!

This is the coffin of the ancestors of the Wang family!

Wang Dashen pretended to be a ghost again? Meng Qi looked at Wang Siyuan in amazement.

Wang Siyuan smiled and said, "I just let you get used to it." ”

There was no smile in his eyes, only madness!(To be continued.) )