It is understandable to pass by the Yan family's house and return to the clan. [Read the latest chapter] But the middle-aged monk named Yan did not behave as expected. The words he spoke were as if he were a guest.
Qin Fengming looked at the old man named Li next to him and saw that his face was calm, knowing that he must know the reason.
"Senior, although Brother Yan is a member of the Yan family, he has never received any help from the Yan family for hundreds of years. When he failed to take the Bajimen entry test, he was criticized by the Yan family and said that it was difficult for him to become a talent. Therefore, he was excluded from the list of core disciples by the Yan family. The resources for cultivation were almost cut off, so Brother Yan left the family alone and wandered alone in the world of immortal cultivation in Jian'an Prefecture. Because of this, after Brother Yan became successful in cultivation, he also He has not returned to the Yan family and has been wandering around outside."
As if he could see Qin Fengming's doubts, the old man surnamed Li looked at him and immediately moved the corner of his mouth slightly and directly transmitted the message.
Hearing what the old man surnamed Li said, Qin Fengming suddenly understood.
This kind of casual cultivator who has been abandoned by his family will naturally be much less affectionate towards his family.
With the temperament of the middle-aged man surnamed Yan, he could think of leading Qin Fengming and others to the Yan family this time, but he also saw that he himself was a very righteous person.
Without the support of his family, his cultivation path will be extremely bumpy. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as a narrow escape from death. Although he was abandoned by the family, he was not truly severed from the family. Being able to return to the family after successful cultivation and leave behind precious treasures to help family members break through bottlenecks is a great act of magnanimity in itself.
Qin Fengming has personal experience of monks wandering into the world of immortality alone. It can be said that only one person among dozens or millions of casual cultivators can advance to the realm of ghost king. Everyone is aware of the difficulties and dangers involved.
Just when Qin Fengming was having an idea, he suddenly saw the place inside the tall archway in front of him suddenly glowing with light, and a huge solid wall flashed out. With the flickering of the glow, the huge wall disappeared. .
As soon as the shield wall disappeared, a team of more than two hundred people inside was revealed. They flew out from inside. An old man in his sixties with gray hair was the first to arrive in front of Qin Fengming and the others in a flash. He was so fast that he almost dodged.
Twenty feet away behind him, there were seven ghost commanders who were practicing in the realm. Two of them have reached the peak of the late stage ghost commander, one is in the middle stage of ghost commander, and the remaining four are all in the early stage of ghost commander.
"It's true that he is really a clan uncle. When his nephew Yan Jiang returned to the Yan family, he missed his welcome from afar, so he asked his clan uncle to punish him."
When the man saw the middle-aged monk surnamed Yan who was standing first, he immediately knelt on his knees and spoke respectfully.
As he knelt down, the seven monks behind him and the more than two hundred tribesmen who had not yet reached the front also stopped and knelt down on the stone ground.
"Hahaha, Yan Jiang, get up. You have already advanced to the realm of the Ghost Lord. You don't need to pay such a big gift in the future. My Yan family can develop like this under your leadership. I feel relieved when I see it."
Seeing the old man in front of him knelt down without hesitation, the middle-aged man surnamed Yan was deeply moved. As soon as he stretched out his hands, two waves of peaceful power surged out and lifted the old man in front of him. He said with a little joy in his mouth, and at the same time glanced behind the old man, and nodded to the seven handsome ghost monks.
As Yan Jiang stood up, the more than two hundred tribesmen behind him kowtowed and then stood up one after another.
"Without the clan uncle's full help back then, my nephew would have been dead for many years. My nephew will never forget the clan uncle's love. This is not the place to talk. I also ask the clan uncle to return to the hall to teach my nephew."
The gray old man bowed again and said this. At the same time, his eyes glanced at Qin Fengming and the old man named Li behind the clan uncle, and there seemed to be a look of inquiry on their faces.
At this time, Qin Fengming and the old man surnamed Li had already suppressed their cultivation to the late stage of Ghost Commander.
"Well, that's fine, you lead the way."
Although the ancestor of the Yan family seemed to want to ask Qin Fengming and the two behind him when he saw the ghost king in front of him, the middle-aged man surnamed Yan did not explain anything, but directly gave the instructions.
The Yan family members divided themselves on both sides. Under the leadership of Yan Jiang, the four of them flew up first, followed by seven ghostly handsome monks, and flew towards the ancestral land of the Yan family.
Sensing the solemn aura of the Yan family's clan-protecting formation, Qin Fengming couldn't help but feel a move in his heart.
This clan-protecting formation, which is only sixty or seventy miles in radius, appears to be extremely extraordinary. Even several monks in the middle stage of Ghost Lord cannot hope to break it. It seems that the ancestor of the Yan family is also a powerful being.
Everyone fled all the way, and after a while they arrived in front of a huge hall that was several feet high. Everyone froze for a moment and stopped on the square in front of the palace.
In a short time, more than two hundred members of the Yan family came closer. He stood with his head bowed respectfully, waiting for the middle-aged man named Yan to give his instructions.
The middle-aged man surnamed Yan knows that although he has never returned to the Yan family, everyone in the Yan family still regards him as the Supreme Ancestor, and those people in the Yan family who abandoned him at the beginning have long since died. My father, who took good care of me, has been dead for hundreds of years. These clan members are all his direct descendants for several generations.
Now that I have returned to the Yan family, I feel uneasy if I don't express my feelings.
Thinking of this, the middle-aged man surnamed Yan moved his hands, and a storage ring appeared in his hand. He turned to face Yan Jiang and said: "There are some Yin stones and weapon refining things here. Afterwards, according to everyone's needs, Let’s reward him.”
After saying that, without waiting for Yan Jiang to say anything else, he entered the hall behind him in an instant.
Looking at the storage ring in his hand, even Yan Jiang, who was in the realm of Ghost Lord, his expression suddenly changed.
He never imagined that the storage ring gifted by his clan uncle contained millions of Yin stones alone, as well as a large number of other refining materials.
A rough estimate of this storage ring is that it contains at least three to four million Yin stones.
Yan Jiang turned around and handed the storage ring to an old man in the late stage of Ghost Commander behind him. After giving a few instructions in a low voice, he led the Ghost Commander monks of the Yan family into the hall.
"Uncle Clan is the most senior member of the Yan family. Please come and take a seat."
After entering the hall, he saw that the middle-aged monk named Yan had already led Qin Fengming to sit on the side seat. His expression was startled and he immediately advised him.
"No need, Yan Jiang. I'm just passing by here this time. The Yan family will need you to personally preside over it in the future. This is the seat of honor for you."
The middle-aged man surnamed Yan refused to get up after several excuses.
Seeing his clan uncle's insistence, Yan Jiang no longer persisted, but turned around and pointed at the seven ghost commander monks behind him, and said: "Clan uncle, these are the seven ghost commander cultivators that I, Yan Jiang, still have left in my family. . There are still two clan members who are out on missions and have not returned yet. This is Yan Jing, the head of the Yan family at this time. I wonder if my clan uncle still remembers it?"
Following Yan Jiang's introduction, a kind old man who looked to be in his fifties stepped forward quickly and bowed to salute.
"Well, when I returned to the Yan family, you were still a person in the realm of ghost commander. Now you have reached the late stage of ghost commander, which is really gratifying. This is a magic weapon that I don't need, so I will give it to you. Bar."
Seeing that the ancestor who had been away from home for many years was using a magic weapon, Yan Jing, as the head of the family, felt happy in his heart. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed before taking it with both hands.
After that, Yan Jiang introduced the other six other tribesmen behind him one by one.
The middle-aged man surnamed Yan did not favor one over the other, and all of them were rewarded with some treasures. Even the two members of the Yan family who did not show up were also rewarded with two magic weapons and handed them over to Yan Jing for safekeeping.
