Seeing a couple of lovers a hundred years ago now being different from gods and ghosts, everyone present was a little silent.

Seeing Tai Qing bleeding and tears, Yan Qishan felt that his ancestor seemed a little scumbag.

But he was so clever that he didn't speak because this was not something that he, a mortal junior, could interfere.

Qin Liuxi had already said in a few words that Tai Qing had resentful souls entered the piano after his death, and was recently awakened by his blood grandchildren and thus found it.

"Great-grandson, that grandson is me." Yan Qishan raised his hand, looked at Feng Bo, knelt down without hesitation, and kowtowed three times: "Great-grandson Qishan pays homage to his great-grandson."

Bo Feng looked at Yan Qishan carefully and said, "It's you, you and your father have come here to worship me."

Yan Qishan couldn't help but feel happy: "Does the great-grandfather actually remember me?"

"Although you are not as good as when I was young, you have a little bit of my shadow, so naturally I remember it." Feng Bo glanced at him: "You are old too."

Yan Qishan: "..."

It's the first time we've met, is it so heartbreaking?

But he didn't dare to care, and then he pulled his disciples to kneel down and bowed together with his old friend.

Tai Qing said quietly: "You remember everything, but you never look for me, so those so-called vows are ultimately a joke."

Feng Bo looked at her again, his lips slightly opened, and his thousands of words turned into a word of sorry.

At the beginning, he really felt that he was wronged and wanted to catch a substitute and leave Green Lake to find her, but again and again, he couldn't bear to take action.

The water ghosts in Green Lake changed almost every three years. The ghosts around him came and went, and only he was sank at the bottom of the lake. Later, some ghosts could not see his actions and called him hypocritical, so they started fighting.

His soul was beaten again and again, and became more solid. Later, he became a big ghost, occupied a piece of land, and later generations offered sacrifices, which made the ghost power deeper. The other water ghosts dared not provoke him, and they dared not catch a substitute casually, for fear of being targeted by him, especially children and women, who were even more afraid to move. Only those evil people with deep sins could catch the substitute and leave.

During those long years, apart from practicing, they just surfaced to see the change of sun and moon. Year after year, the love faded. Just then, the earth was moving in Yuhang, and many people fell into the water. He could only use all his strength to save people, leaving only a few strands of residual souls. Unexpectedly, the people would think that he was the God of Water and set up a temple for him to worship.

He had faith, and his remnant soul had another chance at the bottom of the lake. With faith and sacrifice, he slowly condensed his soul again, and he brought a little divine power in his soul, and obtained the golden light of merit and was recognized by heaven and earth.

Qin Liuxi pursed her lips and looked over again, her eyes lit up in the darkness.

Once he becomes a demigod, he will be even more unlikely to leave this area because he is born with the faith of the people. Once he leaves, without the guardian god, the power of faith will collapse. If Tai Qing counts on time, he is afraid that he will be reincarnated, so he will completely lose his thoughts.

Tai Qing laughed when she heard this, and she burst into tears while laughing.

"So you chose to let me down and live up to the people."

Feng Bo looked at her apologetically: "I'm sorry, I didn't know that you died early, I was the one who let you down."

Lovers will not get married, and a deep affection is ultimately a mistake.

This is Tai Qing's ending.

Tai Qing laughed wildly.

"Can't she stay with you, my ancestor?" Yan Qishan said naughtyly: "You said you wanted to marry someone back then, but in fact, I knelt down and recognized her great-grandmother!"

Feng Bo: "..."

"Shut up!" Tai Qingli shouted: "Who is your great-grandmother, you are worthy!"

Yan Qishan felt very wronged. You had a deep affection before and said that you would stay with my ancestor and would rather be the judge. What secret is that?

"A verbal agreement is also a promise. When you die, great-grandfather, you have no wife's room. We can tell the patriarch that he will add her name and birth date to your wife, and then burn a letter of appointment. Wouldn't it be a tribute?"

Before Feng Bo could speak, Tai Qing had already said coldly: "No need."

She looked at Feng Bo and said, "I learned that you died earlier than me, I just want to see you. If you still have love, I will stay. But since you are ruthless, I will stop. Gods and ghosts have different paths. My century-old ghosts are indeed not worthy of the wife of the God of Water."

"The relationship between you and me should have been broken a hundred years ago. It was just a blessing. Now you and me are just like this bracelet, one is divided into two, one is separated by two, one is separated by two widths." After she said that, she pulled off a bracelet from her wrist, threw it on the ground, and broke it with a snap.

Bo Feng looked at the bracelet with a guilty look.

But Tai Qing turned around proudly and was about to float away.

Qin Liuxi picked up the wine pot placed in the small temple and handed it to Teng Zhao: "This wine is for Tai Qing to drink. She needs to be drunk more than a scumbag."

Tai Qing staggered for a moment.

Tangshan Chang: "The moonlight is good tonight."

Jiang Wenliu: "What you are talking about."

Feng Bo and Yan Qishan were very embarrassed.

"You haven't cultivated your divine body yet?" Qin Liuxi looked at Feng Bo and asked.

Feng Bo smiled bitterly: "How can the divine body be so easy to cultivate? I was originally a ghost, but by chance I was able to cultivate the power of a demigod, and it was only a matter of a hundred years that I became a demigod."

He looked back at Shenwen and said, "I am a half-dog demigod who became a monk. If you really want to say it, it is still a false one. People in this place believe in me, but it is not as popular as incense. So it is good to be able to condense such a soul."

God survives through faith merit.

It is not that easy for a ghost cultivator to cultivate a divine body.

Qin Liuxi opened his mouth and wanted to ask, but he glanced at Yan Qishan and the others from the corner of his eyes and didn't speak.

Yan Qishan said: "Great-grandfather, Xiaoxi, that is to say, she, the Shaoguan Master of Qingping Temple, said whether you want to reshape your statue. I have to ask you. Look, you don't even have a face. Can you reshape a single one more and make the people see you and the incense is even more popular. I know that you exist and I want to rebuild the small temple."

Feng Bo's face changed and he shouted loudly: "No! The Yan family's hometown is originally in Yuhang. Now the clan leader has returned to Yuhang to live, but I have never dreamed of telling me that I don't want to disturb the clan members. If this matter is reported, it will be more harmful than good to the Yan family. I have already used a trace of spiritual thought in the ancestral land to cover up the luck of the clan, just in case. If you do a lot of Zhouzhang, wouldn't it attract people's eyes and the Yan family will be in conflict."

Yan Qishan was stunned.

Qin Liuxi: "Isn't this a good person? Why are you so shy about Tai Qing?"

Feng Bo: "..."

"That statue?"

"No need to bother." Feng Bo thought for a moment, and it was indeed convenient for the believers to remember him, so he said to Qin Liuxi: "Since the Master of Shaoguan asked me to surrender to God, please ask Shaoguan to pinch the old statue of the gods."

Qin Liuxi: "?"
Chapter completed!