The Sheyang Gong Tomb is very large, or it simply feels like treating a whole mountain as a cemetery, which is the norm of this era. Because it is popular these days, the human race comes from the soil and naturally turns into soil. Therefore, it is impossible to squeeze in a series of tombstones as densely as modern society, but the older ones, like thorns.

This metaphor may be a bit weird, but there is no way. When Feng Xue was an ordinary student on Earth, the art teacher gave an impressive painting performance. He drew a semicircle and added a few strokes to become a very vivid slaughter. He added a few strokes to become a grave bag. This left a profound imprint in Feng Xue's heart at that time, even though he was reincarnated several times, his first reaction to seeing the grave bag was not a grave, but a grave...

Putting away the rude thoughts, Feng Xue crossed the fence and looked at the rows of scoops extending towards the distance... Cough cough, grave, you can see the difference in the status of the deceased at a glance.

The worst group of tombstones has disappeared. It’s not that there are no tombstones, but because they are poor, they can’t afford to hire stonemasons. They can only use wooden boards as monuments. After dozens or hundreds of years of wind and rain, they have long been decayed. If there are descendants of such families, they can occasionally add new "monuments", but if the descendants die or move to a foreign land, gradually, they don’t even know who the owner is.

The tombkeeper will help you remove weeds at most. He will burn incense and sprinkle some paper money during festivals. As for the tombstone, he will not care about it.

But this actually doesn't matter. Generally, at this time, the soul of the tomb owner has basically been reincarnated. As for those ancestors who have been reincarnated but are still burning incense, the people who burn paper will certainly not burn it in vain. The vows carried in these incense will be brought into a common concept called "Man Ancestor". Of course, this is not free. How much vows you worship will be recorded in the book of life and death. In the future, whether you go on the divine path or reincarnate after death, you will be affected by this record, and this record is the so-called "yin virtue".

If finance is used as an analogy, then the entire Shinto system is like a company. The first merit given by the founder Fuxi is the registered capital. The merit pool is the total assets of the company. The gods are the company's employees. The ordinary humans are the company's service objects. The vow is the company's main business project. The incense is the salary (internal points) paid to the employees after the company counts the vow. The concept of this person's ancestor is the legal representative of the company.

From a certain perspective, this human ancestor can be regarded as the way of heaven that belongs to the human race, and the so-called sages of the human race are the saints affiliated with this "way of heaven". Apart from the weaker nature, they are not much worse than real saints.

But thinking of this, Feng Xue suddenly made a clever move.

Because he realized a problem-

Boss Fuxi, but the brother of the great god Nuwa, why did he give up his identity as a innate spirit and become a human being, and went around such a big circle to copy a low-profile heavenly way and then become a low-profile saint? What is the reason?

Insufficient sage?

It shouldn't be that simple, because when Fuxi reincarnated, even the great god Nuwa touched the edge of the merits and saints. Only the Taoist ancestor can truly be considered a saint.

So, as mentioned in the conspiracy theory novel, what is the problem with this holy position?

Think about it again, why did this ancestor Hongjun originally become a unique saint in the world, but he had to pass on the method of practice and lead other innate spirits into the Tao? Although he is still the strongest saint now, it is still different for me to be the only one who can threaten his existence after all, right?

Is there any risk that has to increase the crisis of companions, or that others need to resist together? But all the powerful star spirits in this starry sea have been killed, which is equivalent to half of the prehistoric star spirit, and what else should I worry about?

When Feng Xue thought of this, she couldn't help but feel cold behind her back. He vaguely felt that he might have grasped the key point-

If the "Dao of Heaven" of the human race is a general concept of human ancestors, then what is the prehistoric way of heaven?

Even the three thousand demon gods have a backup plan to resurrect. Will the great god Pangu not have it?

Feng Xue forced herself to stop thinking and did not dare to continue thinking, for fear of making an insightful judgment on the dice in her mind.

He is still an ordinary mortal now and has little resistance to risks. It is definitely not a good thing to know too much!

At this moment, he suddenly had a thought - "High understanding is indeed very dangerous!"

"Young Master, your son..."

Xu Fu called out a few times in a row, forcibly recalling Feng Xue, who had interrupted her thoughts, back to reality. After a little confused, he came to his senses.

"Young Master, what problem has you discovered?" Xu Fu asked nervously when he saw Feng Xue was sensible. Feng Xue sorted out his mind, but shook his head and said:

"No, I just walked for a while."

"..." Xu Fu did not agree with Feng Xue's answer, but nodded and said:

"There is the area of ​​the public tomb in front of the young master. According to the rules, you cannot take a bus to enter."

"I understand." Feng Xue nodded, walked out of the ox cart with the help of the servants, and led the guards to the cemetery. He rarely brought the barbarian slaves today, because even if it was just a commoner's tomb, the barbarian slaves were not qualified to get close.

...

When he walked into the public tomb, Feng Xue soon saw a figure slowly walking towards this side. As the distance approached, Feng Xue saw that it was an old man over 50 years old, with white hair and simple clothes and a serious expression, giving people the feeling that he should not enter a stranger. However, he had a different temperament than a commoner and should not be an ordinary person.

Xu Fu, who was standing beside him, saw Feng Xue’s face showing confusion and immediately introduced in a low voice:

"This is Xu Hang, the tomb guardian. It is said that he is Wu Zhu's cousin. Because he has not become Wu Zhu, he is responsible for guarding the cemetery. He has a small village, which is near the public grave and has adopted many orphans, many of which are studying in the academy..."

Feng Xue nodded slightly, indicating that she understood, and then walked up to Xu Hang.

"I wonder who you are?" Xu Hang asked directly when he saw Feng Xue coming over without saying a word.

"I am Xu Feng, the owner of Xujiazhuang outside the city." Feng Xue said, and saw that Xu Hang's expression, which was originally a stranger, became much more kind, just like a transformation from an iceberg to a flower slut.

"It turns out it's Mr. Xu. I have been admired for a long time. The children all want to see you very much. I wonder if I can enjoy the glory in a while?"

"..." Feng Xue was slightly stunned for a moment before she realized that the children should be the orphans that Xu Fu said were adopted by him, so she nodded and said, "No problem, but before that, I want to ask something."

"Okay, my son is casual, and the old man can speak out." Xu Hang agreed very simply, and then said, "It is not convenient to stand here. If the young master doesn't dislike it, he can come to the humble house to talk in detail."

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Chapter completed!