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Chapter 398 Inheritance(2/2)

Lingnong in Dongshan Village gave a lot of ingredients. Although they are not expensive, they are all specialties and may not be able to buy them elsewhere.

Mo Hua looked back at Qianjia Town again, and suddenly felt a little moved:

"It's a pity that the Sun family ancestor is such a powerful person. The younger generation has neither inherited his formation nor his character."

Mr. Zhuang, who had been closing his eyes and resting, slowly opened his eyes and sighed slightly:

"The kindness of ancestors declined after three generations and was killed after five generations."

Mo Hua said in confusion: "Master, must it be the third generation?"

"It's just a false finger, but most of it is decayed from generation to generation."

Bai Zisheng muttered in a low voice:

"Our Bai family has been passed down for many generations..."

The Bai family has been passed down for many generations and is still very prosperous now. It has not declined after three generations or been killed after five generations.

But he felt that his words were just raising the gentleman's stance, so he didn't dare to say it loudly.

Mr. Zhuang smiled gently:

"The Bai family has been passed down for many generations, but it has not been broken, because the ancestors of your Bai family, one generation and two generations, may not be dead..."

Bai Zixi was shocked when she heard this, and Mo Hua and Bai Zisheng both opened their mouths wide.

If one generation and the other generation are not dead, how many years have they lived?

Bai Zisheng couldn't believe it:

"The magnificents have been built, the people have been buried, the tablets have been set up, and the incense has been offered. It is impossible for them to not die..."

Mr. Zhuang joked: "Why, do you miss your ancestor of the Bai family to die?"

Bai Zisheng immediately covered his mouth.

This matter cannot be said randomly.

Just talk about other things casually, I will criticize my ancestors, but I will be locked up in confinement.

But he was still very curious and asked secretly:

"It's not really dead..."

Mr. Zhuang smiled mysteriously and did not answer.

Bai Zisheng was confused in his heart.

Bai Zixi thought for a while and asked Mr. Zhuang:

"Master, some small families have been passed down for more than ten generations, but they are not prosperous, but they have not declined. Why is this?"

The small family is not like the Bai family. The ancestors have low cultivation and not long lifespan. After more than ten generations, their ancestors must have passed away, but they can be safe and stable, so it should not be considered "declined after three generations and beheaded after five generations."

Mr. Zhuang sighed:

"The three generations will not decline, and the five generations will not be killed. The key is not how many generations it passes on, but ancestral teachings and family traditions..."

"If the ancestors are selfless and make achievements, if the descendants abide by the ancestral teachings and strictly adhere to the family tradition, they will naturally last forever."

"Three generations and five generations are actually like the same generation."

"If the younger generation does not remember the ancestors' teachings and their family traditions decline, they only know that they will rely on their ancestors' superiority and blessings, and seek pleasure. After three generations, their grace will gradually decline, and after five generations, their grace will be killed."

"For example, the Sun family, their ancestors, have goodwill to Qianjia Town."

"But these younger generations rely on this kind of kindness to be the best."

"On the surface, the Sun family is still full of flowers and rich and well-behaved, but if they do not repent and the family decline will be nothing more than a day or night."

Mr. Zhuang seemed to have thought of something and said with some emotion:

"For the family, the family property is meager and the monks are not allowed to fall into trouble..."

"The fall of family tradition is the real beginning of decline."

Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi were solemn when they heard this and nodded.

They are from aristocratic families, and have seen many families of all sizes and experience them deeply.

He was a scattered monk in the ink painting. Although he didn't understand it very well, he nodded.

...

The carriage walked slowly and gradually drove away from Qianjia Town. Mo Hua looked back at Lingtian.

The spiritual field is rich and full of vitality.

The thick soil array is running silently, nourishing the land gently.

I just don’t know how long this formation can last and how long the spiritual field can be fertile in the future.

Bai Zixi followed Mo Hua's gaze and frowned slightly, "The Sun family wouldn't give up."

Such a fertile spiritual field is equivalent to the fat meat at the mouth of a wolf.

Even if the Sun family discovers conscience, they won’t find it long.

Finally, I can't help but covet.

The Sun family would be afraid of ink paintings as a first-class formation master, but they would not be afraid of these ordinary spiritual farmers.

At that time, this formation may still fall into the hands of the Sun family.

But Mo Hua looked at the junior sister and smiled:

"Don't worry."

Bai Zixi was a little confused.

Mo Hua smiled again and said nothing.

...

At this time, Ding Dachuan found the elder in Dongshan Village and told him everything.

The elder felt relieved and sighed: "It's good to be able to leave safely, thanks to this young gentleman."

Ding Dachuan also nodded.

Afterwards, he turned his head and suddenly found something Ding Miaoer was drawing on the ground. He was stunned and asked:

"Miao'er, what are you drawing?"

"Formation!" Miao'er said tenderly.

Ding Dachuan was surprised, "Where did the formation come from?"

Miaoer took out a book from her close-fitting place, "This is what my brother gave me. I asked me to draw it accordingly, and then teach others after I finish drawing it."

The elder's heart trembled, "Which brother?"

Miao'er pointed to Lingtian, which meant the brother who drew the formation in Lingtian.

"Can you... show me?"

The elder's voice trembled a little.

Miao'er thought about it and nodded.

My brother said that he could show his own people, and the elders are not outsiders.

The elder took over the formation book tremblingly.

The formation book is easy to understand. Although he does not understand the formation, he can understand a general idea.

This is a local array book, which records various earth arrays used in the spiritual field.

These formations, from shallow to deep.

From simple array patterns that do not require too much spiritual consciousness to six-stitched earth cultivation arrays, it is ultimately a thick earth array with first-grade eleven-stitched patterns, all of which are recorded and detailed.

What realm can you learn? Step by step and gradually become more profound.

From enlightenment to mastery.

This is a complete book of formation inheritance, and it is closely related to Lingnong.

With this array book, even if they don’t rely on the Sun family in the future, they will probably draw the array for themselves.

The elder suddenly understood the words of Mo Hua, and people can only rely on themselves.

For a moment, the elder's heart was ups and downs, and his turbid eyes were filled with tears.

He was shocked and grateful. Although he was unable to move, he still looked solemn and bowed to the distant mountains.

Distant mountains are surrounded by clouds and mist.

The carriages and horses painted in the ink painting gradually drifted away and disappeared among the mountains.

Thank you book friend Huo Weiyan, for the reward from the Sword Soul Platform~

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