Chapter 335 Qin’s Ancestral Hall

Jin Ziming told his wife everything that happened after the separation. Ranyi comforted him for a few words and said no more.

She has a cold personality, and has reached a tacit understanding with the reckless man about Lin Xi's matter, and no longer takes the initiative to mention it.

After practicing hard for so many years, Jin Ziming gave himself a holiday and temporarily forgot about his practice, focusing on enjoying the sweet days with Ranyi.

The patriarch was a little worried and asked him to go and talk. "Zi Ming, why did you stay at the peak of Nascent Soul Dzogchen for so long? Is there something wrong with your cultivation?"

"Patriarch, I feel very good. My foundation is getting deeper and deeper, and my mood is becoming more complete. Even if I don't make a breakthrough, I'm not afraid of the ordinary early stages of integration."

"Oh, that's good." The patriarch breathed a sigh of relief.

"Zi Ming, you still have to strive to advance as soon as possible. There are a lot of suspicions about you outside." The second elder reminded.

"Don't worry, within two years, I will definitely become a powerful person, and a strong one in the early stages." The reckless man promised boldly. Seeing that the elders were still dubious, he simply said:

"Second uncle, how about you arrange a competition for me tomorrow, so that I can practice with one of my clan members in the early stages of integration?"

The next day, the reckless man and the powerful Ye family fought for two hundred rounds, but they were still able to handle it with ease and did not fall behind in the slightest.

Ye Qingqin sighed: "Now we are completely relieved. 'Qiwen Monthly' is really misleading. Our demon sword is still extremely sharp."

The young couple spent March together, spending the whole day in front of flowers and under the moonlight, romantic and warm. Of course, the nights were also indispensable, as they continued to work hard to give birth to the next generation.

"Zi Ming, my uncle is nine hundred years old and is still stuck in the early stages of integration. If he cannot be promoted, I am afraid that his life span will only be a hundred years at most."

"Alas, I met his clone when I was in the Holy City, and he was about to die.

I don’t have any suitable gold or earth secrets for him, and since he has already merged, there is no time to modify the main skills of a higher level."

"Sigh, maybe the hundred years in the Black Prison damaged his Daoji. The Ye family provided a lot of top-grade elixirs, but they couldn't help him advance to the middle stage of integration."

"Ranyi, thank you. My uncle thought about it a long time ago. He said that he should have died in a dark prison long ago, but he was lucky enough to live for a few hundred more years. He has already made a lot of money."

"He is an open-minded man, but last time I mentioned to him that you would go to Qin's Ancestral Hall to look for opportunities for breakthrough. He was very excited and seemed to want to go with you."

"With my current state of mind, the time has indeed come to go there." The mangy man nodded slightly.

The next day, he went to see Qin Haiyue and said, "Uncle, how about we go back to Lao Qin's house?"

"Okay, Zi Ming, to tell you the truth, I've wanted to go for a long time." Qin Haiyue was very excited.

Seeing that their uncle was homesick, the two set out the next day on the road to find their relatives. The Qin family is located in Sheyi City in the northwest of Nanfeng Continent, only more than 800 miles away from Xijin.

Qin Haiyue looked at the everlasting Liuhe River and sighed:

"When I was a child, the river was quite turbid, carrying a lot of sediment. The willow trees along the river were sparse, and trackers pulling boats could be seen at any time. There were also many people holding dustpans, sifting sand and gold in the river.

But now the river is clear, you can even see fish, the banks are shaded by willow trees, and the city is neatly planned. It seems that Sheyi Yamen has produced several good county magistrates over the past few hundred years."

The father and son walked in the gentle breeze, and Qin Haiyue admired the scenery while reminiscing about the past. The two walked around for an afternoon, and then started their journey to find their roots the next day.

The house where Qin Haiyue lived when he was a child has long since disappeared, and the owner of the newly built house does not have the surname Qin.

"Nine hundred years ago, the Qin family was considered a big family in Sheyi, and there should be descendants who thrive here."

Jin Ziming had successful experience and suggested: "Uncle, let's go to the county government and look for clues from the county annals."

The two rushed into the Yamen excitedly, and met a thin old Confucian scholar in a remote hut. When informed of their purpose, the old man shook his head and said:

"She Yi's county annals can only be traced back to more than 300 years ago, and there are no records of earlier ones."

Qin Haiyue was a little disappointed, but the reckless man did not give up and asked: "Old man, are you from She Yi?"

“My family has lived in the county town for generations, and we are the most authentic She Yi people.”

"I wonder if you have ever heard that there are other families named Qin in the county who settled in Sheyi more than 900 years ago?"

The old man thought for a while, then his eyes suddenly lit up and he said: "There is an assistant named Qin in the Yamen, who is a ninth-rank official. I once heard him mention while drinking that his family is in Sheyi and has a history of a thousand years."

The uncle and nephew were overjoyed, followed the instructions, pushed open the ajar door, and broke into Qin Zuoli's house.

A fair-skinned middle-aged scribe was happily counting a stack of small banknotes, which was his salary for this month.

Such a secret hobby was actually disturbed. The official said with a cold face: "You dare to break into my official office. Is there any royal law?"

Qin Haiyue shot out a silver needle, brought back a trace of blood from the opponent's arm, inserted the needle into his index finger, closed his eyes, opened them after two breaths, and said happily:

"Zi Ming, he is from our lineage. We have found the right person."

Qin Zuoli wanted to get angry, but was frightened by the momentum of the two men and didn't know what to do.

"Boy, listen carefully, we are the ancestors of your family, and we have returned to Sheyi to find our roots. Now take us home quickly and show me the family tree. Do you understand?"

"Two good men, don't joke with me. Please make it clear what you want." Seeing Jin Ziming's young face, being called his ancestor, he didn't dare to get angry, let alone question.

"We are cultivators, and we can still look young no matter how old we are.

You kid, stop cheering with a few small silver notes, I can give you a random reward, which is beyond your imagination." Qin Haiyue became impatient.

Qin Zuoli was immediately pleasantly surprised. As an official, he naturally knew that there were immortals in the world. It was hard to believe that such an unexpected surprise hit him.

"The younger generation's name is Qin Huai. The genealogy is not in my house, but in the old house in the countryside, which is kept by my father."

Qin Haiyue was stunned for a moment, then relieved and said with a smile: "That's right. There are many people in the old Qin family living in the countryside. Tell me, where are they?"

"Qinjiawan in Dafeng Town."

Jin Ziming took out She Yi's map and quickly found the place name in the north.

He grabbed Qin Huai and jumped into the air with his uncle. Qin Zuoli felt dizzy and did not dare to open his eyes. Although flying was painful, he couldn't help but feel happy in his heart.

In less than half a stick of incense, they landed on the edge of the fields in Qinjiawan.

"Lao San, you're back." Passers-by looked surprised when they saw Qin Huai. The latter was a little embarrassed and managed a smile in response.

Soon they came to the old house of the Qinhuai family. The wooden building looked old, but it was relatively neat.

An old man in the house was sitting and smoking a cigarette. Suddenly he noticed someone coming and couldn't help shouting excitedly: "Sanwa, you are finally willing to come back? That's great."

Qin Huai replied sheepishly: "Father, father, these two immortals who are hundreds of years old are the ancestors of the Qin family. They came back to find their roots."

"Really? Our ancestors did have immortals, but they lost contact later." The old man said with trembling hands, his face moving.

"Don't worry, what's your name?"

"The junior Qin Houzhi is the eldest son of this generation of the Qin family."

"Bring out the family tree and show it to me."

The old man quickly agreed, staggered towards the house, and soon took back a yellowed book.

"Old Ancestor, this family tree can be traced back to one thousand and thirty-six years ago. Please take a look at it."

Qin Haiyue took it, turned to the fourth page, his eyes sparkled, pointed at the three words "Qin Yuan Jin" and said: "Zi Ming, come and see, this is your grandfather's name."

Then he turned to the next page and said, "Well, here are your father's and my names." He turned another page and found no descendants of Qin Haixun. He was slightly startled and then relieved.

The standing father and son, seeing that the old immortal was ranked so high in the family tree, hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed.

Qin Houzhi had difficulty with his legs and feet and almost fell down. Qin Haiyue looked at Qin Huai sternly, which frightened the man and quickly moved to his father and let him lean on his shoulders.

"Get up and talk, Qin Houzhi, what's the situation of the Qin family now?"

"Old ancestors, there are five houses in this generation. Except for the third child born in my house who is an official, the life of the second house is quite decent, but the others are not good...

The incompetence of the younger generation has brought the family into decline and made the ancestors angry."

"Where is the Qin clan's ancestral hall? Take us to see it." Jin Ziming asked.

"My little ancestor, I'm so ashamed. The ancestral hall is opposite my house and collapsed a hundred years ago. I have raised money from various families several times to rebuild it, but it has failed."

The uncle and nephew looked at each other with ugly expressions on their faces. "There are three things, please listen carefully. First, he is the only son of my brother Qin Haixun. His name is Qin Zhiyuan. Please add him to the family tree."

"Okay, ancestor."

"Second, rebuild the Qin clan's ancestral hall with style. As for money, you don't have to worry about it."

"Great!" Qin Houzhi was overjoyed.

"Third, call all the houses together and come to meet at noon tomorrow to discuss the matter of revitalizing the Qin family."

The next day, people in the city didn't believe that any immortal ancestor would come. Not many people came. Except for the big house and the fifth house in the village, the owner or the eldest son of the other three houses was not seen.

The two gods were furious. Qin Haiyue threw out a few tokens with spiritual thoughts and asked people to take them to see the people in the future.

"They must arrive before noon tomorrow, otherwise I will cripple all these bastards."

With fierce power, it is easy to get things done. At the clan meeting the next afternoon, everyone was gathered, but there were so many talks that no effective measures could be discussed.

Jin Ziming sighed and gave the order directly: "Shut up, everyone. Now I will announce the new clan rules, and everyone must abide by them.

If there is any disobedience, or if you disobey in disguise, or deliberately delay, you will be treated as if you have violated the terms of your ancestors and you will be beaten to death with a cane."

His words had a hint of soul power, which shocked the clan members to their core, and the courtyard suddenly became quiet.

"I focused on the future of the Qin family and formulated six rules, with rewards and punishments..."

After he finished speaking, most people looked excited, but a few had strange expressions, but they did not dare to raise questions.

"In this clan meeting, the first and fifth houses performed well. Qin Houzhi and Qin Houde will now reward you two with an elixir." The man began to set an example.
Chapter completed!