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There are sixty-four houses here, guarding the central Tai Chi Daochang, taking the meaning of Yin and Yang, implying that Tai Chi derives the five elements.

The two yin and yang, the eight trigrams, and the sixty-four trigrams array diagram constitute the construction layout of the Chen family's ancient house.

This also represents Chen Xun's five elements immortal way, the big black bull's array way, and the yin and yang way of He Ling. It is their own Taoist temple, which is very different from ordinary residences, and it also represents the importance of this place.

Outside a house.

Many people came, including disciples of the Wuyun Sect, Chen family members, and mountain gods.

But immortals like Ke Ding can only stand far away from the ancient house. They are not qualified to enter here, and outsiders are not allowed to enter.

Today, the sky above the ancient house is very gloomy.

It also reflects the entire ancient house in a very dim way.

This place is like an independent cave, which is incompatible with the outside world.

There is a large tripod for offering sacrifices to the sky under the courtyard of the house, and there are unburned incense sticks on it... The smell of incense is very heavy.

Chen Batian and Chen Yanshu were dying. Their time had come.

They leaned back on their chairs, their faces pale, their bodies decaying, their realms dissipating, their lips trembling, their foreheads covered with sweat.

"Old man... Niu Zu." Chen Batian spoke with difficulty, his whole body trembling, but his eyes were clear and calm.

"Moo!"

The big black bull's eyes were red, and it was constantly sending mana to them. Over the years, it had tried many ways to repair its body, nourish its soul, and even to sacrifice its own soul.

But it could only extend their lives for a few more years, and it had completely reached the limit that the immortal puppet body could bear.

Chen Xun stood in front of them with a calm face: "Batian, Yanshu, I have been preparing for this day for many years. I once killed an ancient master of the forbidden land and obtained the forbidden art of the heavens, but now is not the time."

"... Only one in ten thousand is sure."

He stared at Chen Batian and Chen Yanshu deeply, never treating them as immortal puppets, but as his adopted sons.

"Cough!" Chen Yanshu coughed up blood, his turbid eyes were full of bloodshot, and he murmured, "... Old man, I... I actually still like the peaceful days of settling accounts in our blacksmith shop."

After saying that, he smiled, and his smile was very simple.

He seemed to have kept this sentence in his heart for too many years. The first hundreds of pages of the Taoist book he held in his hand were never about the cultivation method and the understanding of the Tao.

Instead, it was just, just a list of some accounts.

Page 1.

East City Giant Spirit Ore, one pound of 3,123 low-grade spirit stones...

Page 2.

Li Qingcha, one ounce and thirty-seven lower-grade spirit stones...

You Yuan smashed the stone wall in the backyard and repaired it with three hundred and seventeen lower-grade spirit stones.

…

The last page.

The store lost seven thousand six hundred and thirty-two lower-grade spirit stones...

…

This is the book that Chen Yanshu often holds in his arms. He regards it as a treasure. Outsiders all think that this book is a magic weapon to defend against enemies, but... everyone is wrong, it has never been.

Chen Yanshu looked at Chen Xun and the big black bull and smiled foolishly, and there was no more shrewdness in his eyes.

He never liked fighting and killing. He just wanted to stand outside the blacksmith shop in the afternoon, watch the various wild spirit beasts passing by, blow the afternoon wind, listen to the quarrels between the old man and Niu Zu in the blacksmith shop, take a rest for a while, and continue to keep accounts in the afternoon.

At that time, he felt like a real living being, with flesh and blood.

Chen Yanshu's hopeful eyes hit Chen Xun's heart like a heavy hammer. He was in a trance for a moment and smiled, "I will."

"Yes..."

Chen Yanshu nodded heavily, as if relieved of a heavy burden, his eyes were empty, as if he was recalling something.

Chen Batian's eyes dimmed a little, and he took a deep look at Niu Zu who was still using his magic power to prolong their lives. A trace of deep attachment appeared in his eyes. He was reluctant to leave and didn't want to die.

"Batian." Suddenly, a pair of warm hands gently patted his shoulders. Chen Xun smiled and said, "In the future, our family will open a shop in a place where no one knows us."

"Grandpa, is it true?!" Chen Batian opened his eyes slightly, and was a little excited. He was still noisy, but then he coughed violently, and his body could no longer bear it.

Chen Xun nodded. This was a promise made by the immortal.

He tilted his head and patted the big black bull gently: "Old bull, don't worry, let Batian and Yanshu rest, rest."

"Moo..." The big black bull looked at Chen Xun, his eyes full of trust, believing that he remembered every word Chen Xun said.

Three days later.

The cold wind was blowing in the Chen family's old house, and the crane trees were swaying, with leaves flying all over the sky.

The sky was dark, and there was a long road.

The big black bull walked in front without sadness or joy.

The crane followed behind with a dignified manner.

The seventy-two mountain gods personally carried the coffin, wearing immortal ghost masks, and the town was full of people.Soul chains surged out of their bodies, tightly linked to the two coffins.

The Chen family members walked solemnly on both sides of the coffins, without saying a word.

Chen Xun walked at the end of the funeral procession with an expressionless face, his steps were neither hurried nor slow, and contained a steady momentum.

Chen Batian and Chen Yanshu left.

The remaining wisp of soul was suppressed in the coffin.

An hour later.

They came to an ancient building.

"Bury~~~"

The sound of wind and thunder resounded between heaven and earth, and a scene of wolf howling in Ghost Valley, weeping ghosts and gods in heaven and earth.

The Chen family members did not bury the earth, but only the ancient building.

Buzz—

The big black bull carried Chen Batian's coffin and personally sent it to the ancient building.

Chen Xun lifted Chen Yanshu's coffin and personally sent it to the ancient building.

The Chen family members were in low spirits, bowed their hands and bowed their heads to bid farewell to the two elder brothers.

The mountain gods played music and sang, and the atmosphere in the whole Chen family's ancient house was extremely depressing. Seeing this, Ke Ding, who was outside the ancient house, felt depressed. What an ancient funeral ceremony... Chen Xun was thoughtful.

He sighed in his heart, knowing that Chen Xun cared most about these creatures around him, whether they were young or spiritual beasts.

For seven consecutive days.

Chen Xun and his friends finally walked out of Chen Xun's ancient house.

"Chen Xun."

"Ke Ding."

Chen Xun's eyebrows moved slightly, and he asked expressionlessly, "This is my home, there are some things you don't need to explore..."

"Moo!"

The big black bull roared at Ke Ding, you old scholar, why do you want to explore family affairs? At least you should know the occasion and understand some human relationships.

Ke Ding's pupils shrank, knowing that they were in a bad mood, and hurriedly explained: "Misunderstanding!"

Chen Xun looked around and nodded, "Let's talk somewhere else."

Half an hour later

They went to the Yin-Yang Bamboo Forest at the foot of the mountain. It was assumed that this place was the temporary residence of Ke Ding, the immortal of Tianji. Generally, no living creatures came to disturb it.

"What's the matter? Just tell me directly." Chen Xun was not in a good mood and was inevitably a little depressed.

"The great general Tianhuang in the era of the great killing of all races is happy. I have seen the prototype of the living creatures nurtured in the Dao Yun!" Ke Ding looked excited.

"That was the matter of the frog Taoist. I promised it back then."

Chen Xun raised his eyebrows and looked Ke Ding up and down. "It would be strange if this great general Tianhuang did not come back to life. The old cow helped it a lot. Besides, she came back to life. What are you excited about here?"

"That person followed the throne of the human emperor in the era of the great killing of all races and killed the people!"

Ke Ding's breathing was extremely uneven and his tone was extremely high. "I have been exploring the immortal history of the era of the great killing of all races. Why am I not excited that this person can come back to life? Even the secret of the human race's longevity can be explored!"

"Especially this General Tianhuang, I have explored that she openly changed sides and even gave up becoming an immortal... There are so many stories, far more than the secrets known by the frog senior!"

"Oh..."

Chen Xun's heart throbbed a little after hearing about the longevity, but after hearing about the human race, he became a little uninterested, "Ke Ding, I have something to do. After you explore, just give me a summary."

Hu~

The breeze suddenly rose, and Chen Xun's figure disappeared.

Ke Ding was anxious: "Chen Xun! Chen Xun!! How could General Tianhuang recognize me? ! It's not me who saved her, let's go together!"

"Not interested, you can find the frog Taoist yourself."

A calm voice resounded between heaven and earth, and then completely disappeared.

Ke Ding stamped his feet and sighed, then shook his head and went to find Taoist Frog. At least they still had some friendship of rebuilding the Taoist essence, but it could never compare to Chen Xun coming forward in person.