Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 132: The Great Dao is not tainted by marriage, Zhuge Qing lights up the three treasures

Most of the laws of our ancestors were not set up for our ancestors.

The tactics are of inferior quality, and Zhuge Wuhou would not treasure them for himself.

Today's farce was instigated by the Wuhou faction, with the Yan family's approval. It concerns the hidden legend of "True Fire Samadhi". As long as the ancestor opens his mouth to change the situation, the problem will naturally be solved.

It's impossible to deal with it unless Kong Ming deliberately stabs him in the back.

Yan Huan glanced around and saw the shocked expressions on the faces of the people in the ancestral hall. He knew that this was exactly as he had guessed.

He was in a coma for a day and two nights. During this time, Zhuge Qing, for some reason, did not tell him about the remaining soul of his ancestor. Otherwise, with Zhuge Kongming's wisdom and judgment, how could he have led both parties into a dilemma?

"Huan is a sorcerer, so he naturally has spiritual skills. Now that the ancestor has nodded, we can put an end to the matter of passing on this magic to outsiders."

Several elders of the Zhuge family looked at each other. Zhuge Qing's narrowed eyes still showed no emotion. He just glanced guiltily towards the courtyard, looking at Zhuge Guan and Zhuge Sheng who were sulking because they were not qualified to enter the ancestral hall.

Zhuge Gong pulled his mustache and explained, "We know about this!"

"You know?" Yan Huan was stunned.

"Yes, everyone in the clan, young and old, knows it! Qing told him as soon as he came back, and we have already enshrined our ancestor." Zhuge Gong pointed to the statue of Kong Ming behind the altar.

There was a silver chain pendant on its chest, and an emerald green jade stone glowed faintly in the light.

"Mr. Yan Huan, what you have done for my ancestors is a kindness that the Wuhou sect will never forget." Zhuge Gong was caught off guard and used the honorific.

As soon as he finished speaking, several elders who had just sat down stood up again and bowed in unison to express their gratitude.

The remaining soul of the ancestor is of great significance to the Wuhou Sect, far surpassing the true fire relics.

With Zhuge Kongming in charge of the ancestral hall, the incomplete skills lost during the thousand years of transmission can be supplemented, and the training of the younger generation's character can be better guaranteed in terms of training and guidance.

This is a great opportunity!
Yan Huan took the Zhuge family's true fire and white tiger as a return gift, and the cause and effect seemed to be clear.

"In this case, perhaps the matter between the two families can be left at this point."

"Not appropriate!" The elders in the audience shook their heads in agreement, "The laws of our ancestors cannot be changed. Please forgive us, benefactor."

"So let your ancestors speak out!" Yan Huan said speechlessly.

Zhuge Gong held it in for a long time before he stammered, "Well... getting married was also the idea of ​​our ancestors..."

Why! ?

Yan Huan's face was full of black lines, and his body was frozen in the middle of the lobby.

What a backstab!

So why?
Others may not know Yan Huan's feelings, but doesn't Zhuge Kongming know it?

Ever since he learned about the Qi refining method and the existence of elves, and obtained the ability to "bind spirits and dispatch generals", Yan Huan had only one thought in his mind: seeking spirits and asking for the way. Mundane matters such as starting a family and building a career were long forgotten.

Come on, being able to cultivate Qi and collect elves, isn’t that enough to make an old man who is nearly fifty years old in his past and present lives combined excited?
What's more, because the elders of both families hit it off, Zhuge Meng was going to be tied down by a marriage contract, which was unfair to the girl.

Yan Huan was destined to travel around the world and make friends with people all over the world.

Clenching his fist, Yan Huan jumped onto the altar in full view of everyone and picked up the jade stone worn by the statue of Kong Ming.

"Mr. Kong Ming, can you come out and talk to me?"

The jade's glow dimmed and there was no reaction.

"Mr. Kong Ming?"

He called out to everyone, but still no one answered. Helplessly, Yan Huan became anxious.

"Zhuge Kongming, come out, I am Shui Jing!"

As soon as these words came out, several old men guarding the altar broke out in cold sweats. It was estimated that he was the only one in the entire Zhuge Bagua Village who dared to speak frankly and reveal the ancestor's name.

The jade glowed with fluorescence, and a lazy voice came out from it.

"Aiya, Liang is sleeping soundly. It is not easy to warm up the soul. Why did Mr. Shuijing wake me up?"

A wisp of soul emerged and condensed into shape in the air.

The Wuhou faction knelt on the ground and kowtowed devoutly towards the altar.

Zhuge Liang frowned and waved his hand, "Why are you kneeling again?"

"The Shandong people have cancelled the New Year's kneeling ceremony. Lanxi has not changed its customs. Everyone, stand up."

Yan Huan used the spirit-binding technique to grab the collar of Zhuge Liang's sorcerer's robe.

"Can you explain to me what's going on?"

"Hehehe." Zhuge Liang smiled, "Liang is a sorcerer. I calculated with my fingers that you and Xiaomeng are extremely compatible in terms of birth dates. You are a perfect match! Even if we talk about zodiac signs, you are an Aries and Xiaomeng is a Sagittarius. Your values ​​and personalities are the most compatible."

"Aren't wizards the most in line with the laws of nature? This is the law of nature. A gentleman helps others achieve their goals. Liang should give him a push."

"Besides, the minor path is also within the major path. People who practice cultivation don't necessarily have to abandon love between men and women. Liang was just one step away from becoming an immortal, but he was a married man before that."

Zhuge Liang narrowed his eyes, looking calm and at ease.

Now that I have survived, I will definitely want to travel around in the future to see the beautiful mountains and rivers under the sun and moon. The Wuhou faction has declined, and the younger generations have heavy responsibilities, but it does not mean that I, as an ancestor, should sit idly by.

Misfortunes often bring blessings upon themselves. When the Wuhou faction suffered from misfortune, blessings followed closely.

There is no more reasonable decision than the two companies joining forces.

Moreover, once the marriage is completed, I will be of high rank in Mr. Shuijing's family. During festivals or important family events, I will be able to enjoy the best incense...
Of course, this is the least important.

Yan Huan thought for a moment, a little hesitant, and carefully approached Zhuge Liang and whispered, "Don't mess around, Mr. Kong Ming, you know me, I am a rootless person."

"It's a good opportunity to take root. Also, isn't Xiao Meng cute?"

Zhuge Meng is really cute, there is no doubt about that, but there are also many cute things about Yan Huan.

"Wait a minute!" Zhuge Liang seemed to suddenly realize something, and with a solemn expression he leaned forward and whispered.

"I heard from Qing that you have tamed a lot of elves, including foxes, each one is more charming than the other. The little guys have achieved success in their training and will be able to transform. You are not the kind of thing that Qing and the others are talking about..."

"Furicon?"

Yan Huan retreated tactically. Was it Zhuge Qing who said this?
Okay, let me make a note of it in my notebook.

"You've got to repeat that. You're just a remnant soul, how dare you say that in front of a sorcerer!" Yan Huan's veins bulged and he felt a little angry.

Otherwise, don't leave it to the Zhuge family. It would be great if you could take it into the spiritual flag and let Sima Yi keep it company.

"What do you want to do? I am the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty, Marquis Wu, a rare man in history, an antique over 1,800 years old, you have to respect the elderly!" Zhuge Liang said guiltily.

"Didn't you say that I was the reincarnation of Shui Jing? Then I admit it. You have to call me Mr.," said Yan Huan.

Hey?
Yan Huan stared at the seemingly cynical soul in his hand, and suddenly realized that he had overlooked a detail.

Human beings are complex entities. Zhuge Liang turned his fortunes around, consulted the people three times on matters of state, and made a name for himself through his military campaign. His name is known throughout the universe. But this is all viewed from a macro perspective of the overall situation of the world. From a personal perspective, this person may not be an old man!
"I suddenly thought of a possibility. Do you want to be my ancestor? Would you like me to kowtow to you?"

"Impossible!" Zhuge Liang sternly rejected it, "It is absolutely impossible!"

Seeing this, Yan Huan became more certain of his guess that this man was hiding something.

Sima Zhongda and Zhuge Kongming were both not serious in private.

The atmosphere in the Wuhou Temple was stagnant, as if time had stopped. Apart from the sweaty breathing of a few elderly men under the stage, the only sound was the sound of incense ash falling into the incense burner.

Seeing the strange atmosphere, Yan Fei hurriedly advised: "Xiao Huan, come down quickly."

"Mr. Kong Ming is right. This is also good."

Yan Huan jumped down from the altar. Seeing that her aunt also joined in the conversation, she found it difficult to say anything.

He bowed, "Thank you all for your kindness, seniors. Ke Huan is currently looking for a place to go. I am like a bright moon in the sky, floating on the water. I have no intention of getting married for the time being."

"Besides, Xiao Meng is very smart, pure and clear-minded, and has great accomplishments in the eight magic arts. Huan is not a good man, and it is a bad idea to entrust such a girl to Huan."

After saying that, Yan Huan turned and faced Yan Fei again.

"Aunt, do you think it was right for my mother to marry my father?"

After more than half a year of experience, Yan Huan has not made any progress in other aspects, but his ability to see through people's hearts has improved.

In their eyes, their parents' marriage should be a happy one, but Yan Fei doesn't think so.

In the aunt's heart, if Feng Yunyi had not unexpectedly gone out to look for spirits, her sister would not have died at all.

This really touched Yan Fei's heart.

"Not right... Not right!" Yan Fei shook her head, "Xiao Huan, you can't learn from your father! Not right!"

"So, Xiao Meng, this matter..." Yan Huan hesitated to speak.

"I know. If it doesn't work out, then it doesn't work out!" Zhuge Meng said with a smile. "When fate arrives, just smile. When you are happy, do happy things. The ancestor is resurrected. Isn't this the most joyful thing? Everything else is just icing on the cake!"

"Besides, our ancestors said that the technique was inferior. This thing has been passed down, and Brother Huan is not a wicked person. In his hands, the name of True Fire will not be disgraced."

"So, ancestors, uncles, aunts, parents, please don't make things difficult for Brother Huan. Let's get over it!"

Zhuge Meng spoke excitedly, waving his hands and jumping lightly a few times.

The ancestral hall was quiet again.

Zhuge Liang had a warm and gentle smile on his face and was very happy. He was a little boy with a big brain, really a little boy with a big brain!

"Hahahaha!"

The old ancestor laughed heartily, and all the descendants in the ancestral hall laughed together.

"Why are you all laughing? Was I wrong?" Zhuge Meng said angrily, puffing his cheeks.

She put one hand on her waist and pointed at Yan Huan, "But Brother Huan, don't let your imagination run wild. I, Zhuge Meng, am not someone who takes marriage lightly. After spending more than half a month with you, I feel that if I marry Brother Huan, I will definitely be very happy in the future."

"Even if not, it will be no different from the current situation. I will be just as happy as I am now."

Looking at that stubborn yet extremely serious expression, Yan Huan smiled.

Such a mind and character is truly a precious jade.

Yan Huan bowed with his hands clasped, and Zhuge Meng, seeing this, immediately returned the greeting.

The elders are sitting high up and the ancestors are floating on the altar. Looking down, one can't help but feel emotional. It would be a wonderful thing if the house were decorated with lights, lanterns were hung high, and red candles and incense were lit.

Yan Huan stood up and looked around.

"I have unintentionally ruined the fun of the seniors at today's ancestral hall meeting. Since we want to make things even more joyous, how about letting me come up with a solution?"

"Please speak, Mr. Shuijing." The old man with gray hair in front of the stage said politely. His ancestor had already confirmed the identity, so he dared not disbelieve in Yan Huan's reincarnation.

"How about letting Zhuge Qing light up a True Fire Samadhi and give it a try?"

"Mr. Shui Jing is saying that my son Qing now has the ability to ignite the Three Treasures!?" Zhuge Gong, as a father, seemed more excited than anyone else present.

"You'll have to ask him personally." Yan Huan turned his head to look.

From the moment he stepped into the ancestral hall, Zhuge Qing gave him a feeling that something was not right.

Under normal circumstances, no matter what the occasion was when the two met, Zhuge Qing would appear calm on the surface, but in fact he was timid and acted humble to the core.

Today is different. This kid's mood has changed. He has become calm and peaceful.

"Qing, I'm willing to give it a try."

"Okay, okay!" The seniors in the sect and Zhuge Gong responded in succession.

If the Wu Hou Sect's inheritance, which has not been revealed for a hundred years, were to reappear in the world today, wouldn't that be a double blessing?
"Clear the place, clear the place!"

At the command, the people who were blocking the ancestral hall dispersed like a tide. Outside the hall, there was a crowd of people, but under the command of several seniors, there was complete silence. The surroundings were surprisingly quiet.

People all looked towards the gate of the ancestral hall at the same time, not daring to breathe for fear of disturbing the genius inside.

Zhuge Qing sat quietly alone on a straw mat, facing the statue hailed as the greatest alien in history, facing the ancestor who had reappeared in the world.

His mind slowly sank, distracting thoughts gradually eliminated, and he isolated himself from everything around him.

More than half a month's bitterness and pain were dissipated at this moment.

Thanks to Yan Huan's tapping and the old ancestor's long conversation.

After this incident, he finally came to his senses.

He no longer pondered the significance of "Samadhi True Fire" to the Wuhou family, and no longer worried about the consequences of failure.

Focus all your attention on yourself and truly gain control of yourself.

Yan Huan pinched a golden light, lit up his Golden Dark Pupil, and saw clearly the trajectory of Zhuge Qing's Qi.

The sorcerer turns from understanding the changes of heaven and earth to himself, from the outside to the inside, so his Qi begins to grow from the Niwan in the upper Dantian, taking away the King Fire of the Heart.

After that, it continues downward, flows through the middle dantian, takes away the kidney's Zhe Chen Fire, and then gathers in the lower dantian, taking away the Zhe Min Fire in the bladder.

Gather the upper, middle and lower samadhi, light up the three treasures of essence, energy and spirit, use the soul as fuel, and ignite the fire of life!

"The most crucial step, the last step, do not be overjoyed because of 'getting' it."

Yan Huan stared closely. The trajectory of the faint light in Zhuge Qing's body was unobstructed, and he was neither anxious nor impatient.

After a moment, Zhuge Qing's squinting eyes opened, and a dark blue flame rose from his hands.

"Wow, not bad, the color is acceptable." Zhuge Liang said with a smile.

Quietly staring at the flame, feeling the countless mysteries contained in it, holding the haunting fire in his hands, Zhuge Qing's mood was surprisingly normal.

After many years, "Samadhi True Fire" finally reappeared in the Zhuge family!

Zhuge Qing put away the flame and collapsed to the ground. It was the first time he lit up the Three Treasures and the consumption was huge. He was very sleepy and almost fell asleep due to exhaustion.

Yan Huan took a step forward and helped Zhuge Qing up.

"I...I did it! Brother Yan, I did it, Ancestor, I did it!"

"Yes, yes, congratulations, Zhuge Qing." Yan Huan said with a fake smile, "Can we talk about Furui Control now?"

"Fu... Fu Rui, please listen to my explanation."

(End of this chapter)