"Hao'er."

Seeing Li Hao, Li Tiangang showed a smile on his face and said: "Let's go, follow my father to the ancestral hall to pay homage to our ancestors."

"Okay." Li Hao nodded.

After leaving Shanheyuan, the two of them walked in the air, one behind the other, towards the deepest part of the Divine General's Mansion.

In front of the ancestral hall on the hillside, Li Tiangang and Li Hao in white clothes flew over, landed on the square outside the ancestral hall, and then walked towards the magnificent ancestral hall, which carried the millennium of glory of the Li family.

"Fifth Master!"

Li Hao saw Fifth Master Li Qingzheng at the door of the ancestral hall and immediately called out.

Hearing Li Hao's call, the solemn Li Tiangang's face changed slightly, and he immediately frowned. He glanced at Li Hao, who was already one step ahead of him and trotted towards his fifth uncle in the ancestral hall.

"It's Hao'er."

When Li Qingzheng heard Li Hao's cry, his eyes lit up slightly and he turned his head with joy:

"Why did you think of coming over to see me?"

Then he noticed the tall man behind Li Hao: "Well, Tiangang is back too."

"Fifth Master, with your chess position, Heizi is going to lose again." Li Hao glanced at the chessboard in front of Fifth Master and suddenly smiled.

Fifth Master bared his teeth slightly: "Don't talk nonsense, the winner has not been decided yet."

At this time, Li Tiangang came over, his face was solemn and respectful, and he bowed slightly:

"Uncle Wu, how are you doing lately?"

Li Qingzheng paid no attention to Li Hao, the hateful boy who watched chess and talked too much. He looked up at Li Tiangang and said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for more than ten years. You have grown a lot stronger. Why do you still have a beard? In Yanbei

How is life there, is it hard?"

"fine."

Li Tiangang smiled: "It's just a little bit of wind and sand. I'm used to it. I often go to war outside the Great Wall. I don't have time to clean it up, so I'm used to keeping it."

When Li Hao heard this, he raised his head and glanced at him. Sure enough, compared with the vague figure in his memory, his father had changed from a tall and handsome young man to a middle-aged bearded man.

He suddenly felt that he seemed to lack some care for his father.

"You've grown up, kid, and you're not as naughty as you used to be."

Li Qingzheng said with a smile, with a little emotion in his eyes.

The young men of the past have grown up, and they are also old.

Although they can live for a long time in their realm, the difference between the human race and the demon race is that the demon race's longevity is similar to hibernation, and most of the battles are just for hunting and filling their stomachs.

Most human beings only live two words in their lives:

Favor.

Wherever there is emotion, there is desire, so the human race fights everywhere, performs chivalry, and competes for fame, which results in injuries all over the body. Some old injuries are not healed, and new injuries are added, so life span will also be reduced accordingly.

It is not difficult to live a long life. If you live within the territory, enjoy wealth and honor, do not touch weapons or swords, and become a living Bodhisattva, you can enjoy hundreds or even thousands of years of freedom.

However, in this whirlpool of rivers and lakes in the city, it may be extremely difficult to stand tall in it for hundreds of years without killing anyone.

For example, if your neighbor who has been with you for a long time gives you some eggs and vegetables from time to time, but one day he is bullied by evil people, if you can't stand it, you will get involved.

If you can continue to look at it, your Taoist heart may be damaged and you may feel unhappy.

Hundreds of years are so long.

"After all, I am a father."

Li Tiangang smiled, with a trace of reminiscence in his eyes, but he quickly calmed down.

The wind and frost of the years will make that young and soft heart continue to be polished by the wind and frost until it develops calluses and becomes harder and more restrained.

"Fifth Uncle, I'll bring Hao'er over to pay homage to our ancestors and ask for instructions about this generation of true dragons."

Li Tiangang stopped talking about old times and returned to the topic.

Li Qingzheng also expected the purpose of his coming here, nodded slightly, and looked at Li Hao beside him.

His eyes also became soft and smiling, and he said: "Hao'er is extremely talented, surpassing Qi Jiu. He is the fastest person in our Li family to reach the fifteenth mile realm in thousands of years. It can be said to have broken the record."

"Back then, Jun Ye became the true dragon of your generation. Unfortunately, he died young and you were in charge temporarily."

"But Hao'er's generation is truly unparalleled. It is so far ahead of others that no one can even catch up."

Hearing Uncle Wu's praise, Li Tiangang smiled on his face.

Indeed, in terms of talent, my son is the best!

And this also made him feel proud and proud in his heart.

"Go ahead."

Li Qingzheng said with a smile.

Li Tiangang nodded, bowed to him again, and then turned around and led Li Hao to the futon in the ancestral hall.

"Li Tiangang, the one hundred and seventh generation descendant of the Li family, comes to pay homage to his ancestors!"

"Li Hao, the one hundred and eightth generation descendant of the Li family, comes to pay homage to his ancestors!"

A father and a son knelt down and kowtowed together.

In the ancestral hall, many tablets suddenly trembled and glowed, and souls appeared on them.

Li Hao raised his head after praying. He didn't take a closer look last time, but this time he saw that although there were many ancestors' souls enshrined here, there were also many tablets, but they were dim and dull, with no heroic souls emerging on them.

Among them, the nearest tablet has a familiar name engraved on it:

The god of Li Junye, the one hundred and seventh generation descendant of the Li family.

On the left side of the tablet is the title: Marquis of Zhenguo.

On the right is the military position: General Tianming

This is the memorial tablet of Uncle Nine, but there is no heroic spirit on it.

For other ancestors, the left and right sides of the tablets are filled with titles, military positions, or achievements. Only a few of them only had titles but did not join the army, so they wrote a eulogy on the other side.

If it were a tablet in an ordinary people's home, it would be even simpler. One tablet reads "The God's Table of the Ancestors of All Past Dynasties", which directly summarizes all the ancestors and lineages, and worships them all at once.

After all, most people are occasionally displaced from place to place. Over time, their family trees are lost, so this is the only way.

Only a family that can be called a "noble family" can have a relatively complete genealogy and inheritance. All ancestors and clans are clearly written down and clearly recorded.

"Tiangang, I heard that you fought in Yanbei. How many demons did you kill?"

A chuckle came.

Li Tiangang looked up and saw his third uncle Li Xuanyin.

His heroic spirit is still in its prime, he is only thirty years old, his face is handsome and his spirit is as rich as jade.

Li Tiangang's eyes fluctuated slightly. When he was a boy, his third uncle loved him the most. Unfortunately, his third uncle died young.

There were six brothers in my father's generation, but three of them died in the war, leaving only the second uncle, the fifth uncle, and the fourth uncle who had been away for many years.

My father and my third and sixth uncles have all passed away.

However, the heroic souls of my father and my sixth uncle have not returned yet, and are trapped in the Dead River, unable to escape.

Demon disasters have occurred frequently in the past hundred years. They have suffered heavy sacrifices guarding the border and cannot save them.

And even if you have the spare power, it will be difficult to do it, because it is the Youdu-level Minghe, and if you want to rescue it, you must clear the Minghe.

This is something that is very difficult to accomplish even in the Four Realms, unless it is possible in conjunction with several others.

"My nephew has met my third uncle."

Li Tiangang bowed first and then said: "Almost all those who crossed Yanzhou were killed."

"good!"

Li Xuanyin burst out laughing. He hated monsters the most in his life, because the person he loved died in the hands of monsters, so he hated them deeply.

"Where's Qingqing, why didn't you bring her here?" Li Xuanyin asked.

Li Tiangang's face changed slightly and he whispered: "She's gone."

Gone... Li Xuanyin was slightly startled. Just as he was about to ask, he suddenly noticed Li Hao next to him. He immediately stopped, and then his energy began to float, and he transmitted a message:

"Did you leave?"

Li Tiangang's expression remained unchanged and he replied: "Yes."

Li Xuanyin couldn't help but show a bit of regret on his face. He was quite satisfied with his niece-in-law, not to mention that she had a good identity. He was the first to jump out and agree with her.

"You brat, you can't stop reminiscing about old times. Isn't he coming to talk about business?"

At this time, a scolding came from above Li Xuanyin's head.

Li Xuanyin shrank his neck and turned around to look. When he saw it was his father, he couldn't help but smile and said:

"Dad, Tiangang is still here, and his son is also here, can you always give me some face?"
To be continued...