Becoming a true immortal through my descendents' praying Chapter 686 440: The Last Ancestral Worship Before the Great

Yang Genshuo at this mont roughly figured out what these people were doing.

So were burning incense, so were worshipping Buddha, and others were fortune-telling, seemingly treating it as so kind of Feng Shui treasure land...

He got out of the car and asked a young man: "What's going on, buddy, what are you all doing here?"

"You don't know? During the New Year, there was a Taoist from Daoist Hall who ca here for a live streaming, saying this place is so Dragon Rising site, unrivaled in Feng Shui across the world. On that day, the clouds on the mountain were condensed and didn't disperse, truly like a dragon... Everyone photographed it, haven't you seen the news?"

"Ah?"

Yang Genshuo opened his phone and realized that during the days he was away, soone had taken photos and videos of the Dragon Rising clouds on the mountain, which looked very impressive.

Yang Genshuo frowned slightly.

The so-called dragon... was just a shape of clouds that coincidentally took that form, making it appear so. But the mountain top indeed had a concentrated and undispersed cloud, which was a formation he set up specifically to cover the mountain top and prevent satellite photography.

As a result, it beca a spectacle.

Many people ca here to change their fortunes through fortune-telling.

Now their cars couldn't get through because of the block.

Especially the elderly n and won, they didn't care at all whether it was a Bentley or not; standing there, who dares to move?

"Is there any way to get these people to leave?"

Guo Xiaozhi shook his head: "Brother Shuo, you only own the flat piece of land on top of the mountain, the mountain isn't privately owned... We don't have the authority to force them away, and they haven't trespassed into your yard, calling the police won't do any good."

The two of them pondered for a mont, and indeed found it quite troubleso.

"Damn, in this day and age, no one can really control this..."

After multiple failed attempts to persuade people, Yang Genshuo and Guo Xiaozhi simply didn't drive the car inside.

Yang Genshuo squeezed himself through directly.

"Uncles and aunties, don't succumb to feudal superstitions, gods, and Feng Shui are all deceitful; you must believe in science!"

Then he unlocked the password and entered the villa on the mountain top.

The elderly: "???"

"Young man, is this big villa yours?"

"Yes."

"Look! Now you can even afford such a big villa, you must have changed your fortune!"

Yang Genshuo: "?"

Sothing's not quite right here.

Outside, many people treated this place as a Feng Shui treasure land, with so even asking if Yang Genshuo would sell it, making him very frustrated, and he directly went back inside, out of sight, out of mind.

However, the continuous blocking of people outside was indeed annoying.

Yang Genshuo directly called Tian Zhe: "Hurry up, think of a good way to get people away, legal and legitimate, don't hurt anyone."

"Don't worry, I'm on my way!"

Tian Zhe, the king of ideas.

These people had no personal vendetta against Yang Genshuo, rely yearning for so elusive fortune, and Yang Genshuo couldn't just scatter them rcilessly...

At the mont, he had more important matters to attend to, with no ti to deal with those outside.

He looked at the [Life Divine Tree Seedling] planted in the garden.

...

Danai Dynasty.

A Treasure Ship landed above Bright City.

Cultivators from the Cloud Hidden Spirit Sect gazed at this enormous city, incredibly surprised.

"This city... such strong array defenses, stronger than the arrays of our Spirit Pavilion..."

"Such a big city, it's rare for the Twelve Dynasties to have such capabilities."

"What are those pipes erected on the city walls? Why are they pointed at us? I have a feeling I'll die if I move recklessly..."

"There's demon energy to the south of the city! Have the Demon Clan invaded the city!? Let's kill them!!!"

A stirred disciple was directly stopped by Yang Fu.

"Junior brother, don't be impulsive... Those are friendly demons who are living in this city."

"What? Didn't the Sect Leader ask us to kill demons? Why are we keeping them?"

"Demons also have spirits, so friendly demons can beco our friends... In the Ancient Era, humans weren't dominant alone, driving many races to beco subsiduaries of the Human Clan, ultimately becoming the foremost of all clans."

Yang Fuqing flew out riding on Big Fur, cupping her hands towards these cultivators.

"I am Yang Fuqing, Deputy City Lord of Bright City."

"Hahaha~ Yang Fu! Yang Fu is back! So strong!"

Big Fur looked at Yang Fu, flapping its wings and shouting.

Back when the Yang Family lived in the Devil Wind Forest, Big Fur used to play with little Yang Fuqing, and back then it also played with Yang Fu and Yang Fushuo.

Yang Fu looked at Yang Fuqing and smiled slightly: "Sister, I... am back!"

"Brother..."

After a hundred years apart, they were extrely emotional upon reuniting.

"Where's Little Jian?"

"He's out patrolling, he'll be back later."

Murong Ziyuan glanced at Bright City, her cold face showing a slight nod of approval.

"Not bad... Was it built by your father?"

"It was built by cultivators of the Danai Dynasty."

After looking around, Murong Ziyuan's eyes were moved upon seeing the sect of the Xuan Stone Sect.

"Rest here, I will visit a few old friends, while I'm gone, everything will be at Yang Fu's command."

Without giving anyone a chance to speak, Murong Ziyuan simply inford them before flying away.

A streak of Thunder Light crossed the sky, landing on Thunder Peak.

This mountain, which had constant lightning strikes, now was full of life.

But no familiar figure remained atop the peak.

He always sat on the mountain top, gazing at the sect...

Murong Ziyuan ca to the graveyard of the Xuan Stone Sect.

Inside, there stood two sowhat newer tombstones.

[Great Love Demon Lord Lei Zhen]

Below, small letters carved Lei Zhen's deeds, single-handedly stalling the Feng Family and the Demon Clan for over a decade, ultimately taking three Golden Core Demon Clan mbers down with him.

With demonhood embraced by Dao, boundless great love.

Murong Ziyuan looked at the writings, slowly smiling.

"Master... You eventually stepped out of this mountain that trapped you for life, becoming a generation Demon Lord."

She knew her silent and introverted master always wanted to be part of everything in the sect, but was too afraid of hurting others, so he always watched from the mountain top...

Below, there was another tombstone.

[Third Sect Leader of Xuan Stone Sect]

[rit Demon Lord Ding Zhen]

At this mont, Murong Ziyuan's eyes filled with killing intent.

In a swift movent, she flew to the grave of Yang Shi in Qingshi Town.

After looking for a long ti, she coldly said:

"Ding Zhen, Yang Shi, you are mine, I will not let those who killed you live, they... will soon go down to accompany you."

"You walked the road ahead, I will walk the road forward."

Inside her heart, a fla burned fiercely!

Years in cultivation, she hadn't felt such intense anger for a long ti!

Ti flowed quickly.

The disciples from Cloud Hidden Spirit Sect began gradually understanding the situation here, while having minor clashes with the Demon Clan.

Soon, it was the day of ancestral homage.

[rit Demon Lord Ding Zhen]

At this mont, Murong Ziyuan's eyes filled with killing intent.

In a swift movent, she flew to the grave of Yang Shi in Qingshi Town.

After looking for a long ti, she coldly said:

"Ding Zhen, Yang Shi, you are mine, I will not let those who killed you live, they... will soon go down to accompany you."

"You walked the road ahead, I will walk the road forward."

Inside her heart, a fla burned fiercely!

Years in cultivation, she hadn't felt such intense anger for a long ti!

Ti flowed quickly.

The disciples from Cloud Hidden Spirit Sect began gradually understanding the situation here, while having minor clashes with the Demon Clan.

Soon, it was the day of ancestral homage.

[rit Demon Lord Ding Zhen]

At this mont, Murong Ziyuan's eyes filled with killing intent.

In a swift movent, she flew to the grave of Yang Shi in Qingshi Town.

After looking for a long ti, she coldly said:

"Ding Zhen, Yang Shi, you are mine, I will not let those who killed you live, they... will soon go down to accompany you."

"You walked the road ahead, I will walk the road forward."

Inside her heart, a fla burned fiercely!

Years in cultivation, she hadn't felt such intense anger for a long ti!

Ti flowed quickly.

The disciples from Cloud Hidden Spirit Sect began gradually understanding the situation here, while having minor clashes with the Demon Clan.

Soon, it was the day of ancestral homage.