Strange Signs at the Ancestral Rite

However, the villagers of Xiushui Village, who were earnestly performing the sacrificial rites, were unaware that at that very moment, the entire Grave Mountain was undergoing a silent transformation.

Only Li Zhanying, who had been watching from a distance, noticed this change.

As everyone knelt and kowtowed to mourn their ancestors, a faint white light suddenly emanated from the entire Grave Mountain!

All the incense smoke merged into this faint white light, which then suddenly transformed into a giant hand, slowly stroking towards the heads of the people on the mountain.

For a moment, Lin Xiao seemed to sense something. He raised his head slightly, but after hesitating for a moment, he did not look up. Instead, he continued to bow his head and commemorate his ancestors in his heart.

Then, Li Zhanying saw that after the giant hand gently stroked the heads of the villagers of Xiushui Village, it turned into an invisible mist and quickly drifted towards Xiushui Village.

Finally, they were gently scattered in every corner of the village.

Seeing this, Li Zhanying was quite shocked.

Could this be... the legendary manifestation of our ancestors?

He never believed in such things.

After all, if ancestors could truly manifest their power, why hadn't his powerful mother appeared every time his country faced a critical juncture in the thousands of years since her death?

Li Zhanying always knew that when a person dies, they are simply dead.

The so-called spirits in heaven are nothing more than a way to comfort or warn the living.

For a long time, the grand royal sacrificial rites held every year have been nothing more than a deception of ordinary people.

All the decisions they made were the result of their own hard work and painstaking efforts to achieve the best possible outcome.

But seeing this scene before him, Li Zhanying was filled with doubt again.

Is it really possible for ancestors to manifest their power?

However, no one can answer this question for him now.

He forgot that the deceased were once alive.

Everyone stands on the shoulders of others to climb to higher peaks.

The foundation has been laid; how can we continue to expect our predecessors to pave the way for future generations?

The rest of the journey is now up to the living to walk.

After the collective worship of ancestors, it's time for each family to pay respects to their own relatives individually.

As usual, Lin Yun and Lin Xiao were dragged by Lin Dayou to their mother's grave to kneel and kowtow. Then Lin Dayou chased them away, while he sat down in front of their mother's grave with a tender expression. He took out the snacks that their mother used to love from his pocket and began to have private conversations with his wife.

Lin Yun and Lin Xiao were used to this.

The two brothers, arm in arm, ran over to their grandparents' side, leaving their parents the space there.

At this moment, inside the Lingxian Sect.

Liao Pantu, who was holed up in his room, also took out a stick of incense and put it into the exquisite incense burner on the table next to him.

Liao Pantu had no idea how many years it had been since he had last paid homage to his ancestors.

His hometown has long since disappeared into the river of time, and now it only exists in his mind.

If he hadn't been so captivated by the atmosphere of the village below the mountain today, he wouldn't have even remembered to light incense for his ancestors.

He had been cultivating for so long that he had almost forgotten that he too was born from his mother's womb.

He had long forgotten what his parents looked like.

Watching the smoke slowly rise in front of him, Liao Pantu thought to himself: I wonder if you will be able to receive this incense offering. If you will, then stop dawdling and hurry up and reincarnate. Your son is quite arrogant now and is living a very good life.

If you have the power, please bless me to become an immortal soon and roam freely between heaven and earth.

Thinking of this, Liao Pantu couldn't help but smile self-deprecatingly.

If his parents were truly alive and possessed the power to bless him to become an immortal, they would have already attained enlightenment and ascended to heaven.

He then left the incense table, sat down at the table, and took out the storage ring and Storage Bag that he had previously looted from the Nascent Soul Cultivator.

He had never had the chance to give these things to Lin Xiao before.

After thinking about it, he decided to give it to him when everyone had their New Year's Eve dinner tonight.

Meanwhile, inside Mo Yuanjiao's room...

General Mo and Mo Yuanjiao were also inside the house burning incense and offering prayers towards the north.

After the solemn worship ceremony, the father and son began to eat lunch.

Of course, it was mainly General Mo ate, with Mo Yuanjiao and Mo Que accompanying him.

Because General Mo always ate and lived with his soldiers on the battlefield, Mo Que always ate at the same table with him and Mo Yuanjiao, without any distinction of rank.

At the dinner table, Mo Yuanjiao barely touched his chopsticks, instead constantly babbling and praising their Lingxian Sect to his father.

General Mo didn't bother with him and treated it as a meal.

However, it must be said that the sect his youngest son joined was indeed quite good.

His siblings and brothers had joined the three major sects, but he had never heard of any elder in the family being invited to visit and stay at a sect.

The prerequisite is that you have passed the Heart-Questioning Road.

Thinking of the Heart-Questioning Road, General Mo recalled how he was awakened by the peach tree at the entrance of the mountain path yesterday, and how he was then pulled into the Heart-Questioning Road by a huge suction force.

It was as if he had spent his entire life inside.

From birth to old age.

When he awoke from his dream, he thought a long time had passed, but according to his son, and with Mo Que as a witness, he had only been inside for a quarter of an hour.

Thinking about his own incredibly realistic life experience, General Mo couldn't help but feel a sense of awe towards this sect.

Recalling the various choices he made in his dream, coupled with his son's constant descriptions of the character and conduct of everyone in their sect, he gained a certain understanding of the sect's atmosphere.

Turning to look at Mo Yuanjiao, who was still beaming with excitement, General Mo thought that his youngest son might have found a sect with Dayou future.

It was from Mo Yuanjiao's words that General Mo learned that not every so-called immortal or immortal sect was as arrogant towards mortals as the three major sects.

It turns out that cultivating immortality doesn't necessarily require abandoning the mortal world.

Adhering to the principle of not speaking while eating, General Mo, after swallowing the last bit of food in his mouth, finally put down his chopsticks and said to Mo Yuanjiao:

"Yuanjiao, I wonder if your sect leader has some time? I'd like to pay him a visit and have a brief chat."

Upon hearing this, Mo Yuanjiao was overjoyed. His father actually wanted to chat with his senior brother, the sect leader! This meant he was interested!

However, considering Lin Xiao's busy schedule, he didn't immediately agree.

"Father, my sect leader is a bit busy. I don't know when he'll be free. I'll ask him for you tonight."

General Mo nodded gently and said:

"No rush, no rush, he can come whenever he has time. By the way, have you explained my purpose for coming to the sect? I'd like to do some sightseeing tomorrow."

Upon hearing his father suggest they go sightseeing, Mo Yuanjiao's eyes immediately lit up and he nodded frantically.

"Sure, sure, I talked to the sect leader about this half a year ago, and he said that when my family comes, they can visit any unlocked place they want!"