Chapter 359

The greatest difference between the Long Wang gate and other family forces lies in the existence of spirits.

This kind of "spirit" drifts between heaven and earth, unrestrained, and not even requiring offerings.

It is like the Heavenly Dao's affirmation of the contributions made by successive Long Wangs in suppressing the evil spirits of the martial arts world.

Therefore, rather than calling it "ancestral protection," it is better to say that the Heavenly Dao opened a special loophole in this way to provide a certain degree of care for the descendants of the Long Wang.

They, indeed, need it.

After all, even if a Long Wang can suppress their own era, a Long Wang does not seek immortality and respects their lifespan; after the Long Wang falls, enemies will inevitably seek opportunities for revenge, and this method of revenge is truly pervasive.

What Ming Yuwan cannot understand is that the Yu family is already in such a situation; logically, the spirits of the Yu family's successive Long Wangs should at least have resisted and protected them.

Back then, when her family elders were discussing the Yu family's changes, they generally believed that the Yu family's sixty-year sealing of the gates should be related to the uniqueness of the Long Wang gate.

Therefore, these spirits could dissipate or wither, but they should not... remain intact.

Ming Yuwan: "Why is it like this?"

The spirits of the Yu family's successive Long Wangs are actually completely indifferent to the Yu family's changes.

The three attendants under Ming Yuwan are observing the surrounding environment.

Walking all the way here, unlike other areas in the ancestral residence that have been more or less destroyed or ravaged by monsters, the Yu family ancestral hall here is well-protected and kept very clean.

This is not hard to understand, because these monsters also fly the banner of Long Wang Yu, considering themselves the successors of Long Wang Yu, so naturally, they would not destroy their own "ancestral value."

At the same time, on both sides of the Yu family ancestral offering table, there are two other offering tables, decorated with red threads, uniquely contrasting with the main offering table; what is placed on them are not spirit tablets, but various relics.

Some are old balls, some are damaged dolls, some are blankets, some are pendants, and others are simply dirty nests.

These were all the companion monsters that followed the successive Yu family Long Wangs from river-walking to suppressing the martial arts world.

They are not human and are constrained by the rules of the Heavenly Dao, so they cannot blatantly have spirit tablets placed beside the Long Wang's tablets, but the Yu family clearly has not forgotten their contributions.

By treating their most beloved personal items as another form of "spirit tablet," they are also enshrined in their own ancestral hall, allowing them to continue to accompany their masters.

These personal items were mostly gifts given by the Long Wangs to their equally young companion monsters when they were children; they are not precious, but they show deep affection and are even more worth cherishing.

Ming Yuwan: "Dibei, do you know what this is about?"

When asking this question, the shock in Ming Yuwan's eyes has faded, replaced by a kind of fervor.

Because, a visible great opportunity is right before her eyes.

Long Wang Yu's spirit has not dissipated, and Yu Dibei is worshiping himself, which is equivalent to her receiving the blessing of the destiny of two Long Wang gates on the river from now on.

Ming Yuwan is certain that among all river-walkers throughout history, this is absolutely a unique case!

Furthermore, Long Wang Yu's spirit can also bless the Long Wang Ming gate, so it is not only a huge boost for her personally but also for the entire family, equivalent to the family history having many more generations of Long Wangs out of thin air.

"Dibei?"

Yu Dibei does not respond to Ming Yuwan but walks to the large offering table on his own, and the small yellow dog in his arms darts out and climbs onto his shoulder.

The young man bends down and drags out an exquisitely carved black box from under the offering table.

The box has a very complex mechanical lock; Yu Dibei does not know how to open it, but when he touches it with his hand, the patterns on the box begin to rotate rapidly, and it opens immediately.

What is placed inside is not some rare treasure, but a spirit tablet.

The name written on the tablet is: Yu Tiannan.

When Yu Tiannan's lifespan was approaching, he took his dog and left the Yu family on his own initiative to find a burial place for himself.

But this tablet was not carved at that time, but much earlier, as early as when he had just become a Long Wang and was still at his peak.

The temptation of immortality is equal; it is impossible for you to have uniqueness just because you are a Long Wang. Precisely because you are a Long Wang who has enjoyed the dominance of suppressing a generation of the martial arts world, you want to extend this time even more.

Setting up a spirit tablet for oneself early is a warning to oneself, repeatedly telling oneself that the end of one's life is already determined.

Yu Dibei reaches out and wipes away the non-existent dust on it.

The small yellow dog on his shoulder looks at the name on the tablet, its eyes slightly moist.

One person and one dog fall into an eerie silence.

Ming Yuwan walks over, takes a look, and speaks:

"This has nothing to do with him; he is worthy of the name of Long Wang."

Yu Dibei shakes his head and says:

"He is a sinner; everything started because of him."

Ming Yuwan frowns slightly; as the darkness here and the concentration of monster resentment grow higher, her control over her own emotions becomes increasingly difficult. Yu Dibei first ignoring her greeting and then refuting her makes her very uncomfortable.

Yu Dibei turns his head to look at the small yellow dog on his shoulder, and the small yellow dog sticks out its tongue and licks his face.

"The Yu family has rules: when a Yu family member dies, the companion monster is buried with them; a Long Wang is no exception."

Yu Dibei turns his body halfway, looks around, and continues:

"Here, there are actually many monsters that were once incredibly powerful, who were ordered to commit suicide before the Long Wang's lifespan ended."

I didn't say 'killed' because it wasn't necessary.

In history, it's not that there haven't been cases of companion monsters betraying their masters, but if they cannot be of one heart and mind to face hardships together, they could not have ultimately embarked on this Long Wang path.

As long as the Long Wang gives an order, their monsters will immediately follow the instructions.

Anyway, it's just going a step ahead; if there is another world, they can also lead the way there, just like when they were young in the various breeding pens of the Yu family, with little paws scratching at the fences, looking forward to the appearance of the boy or girl who would be bound to them.

Ming Yuwan: "Dibei, what do you mean by what you just said?"

Yu Dibei: "Yu Tiannan, he went soft; he broke the rules; breaking the rules naturally means paying the price."

Ming Yuwan: "Dibei, do you know something else? Why didn't the grandfather in your village tell us about this kind of thing?"

Yu Dibei: "Ordinary people making mistakes can still be remedied; a Long Wang making a mistake is an unforgivable sin."

Ming Yuwan: "Do you mean that the Yu family's changes back then were related to Yu Tiannan's companion monster?"

"Woof."

The small yellow dog begins to bark.

Yu Dibei lowers his head, and when he raises it again, the solemnity on his face and the gravity in his eyes have disappeared, and he has returned to being that green and naive young man.

Ming Yuwan: "Speak! What do you know? Tell me quickly!"

Yu Dibei squats down, grabbing his head with both hands:

"I don't know, just now in my head, it seemed like someone was talking, like I had a dream..."

Ming Yuwan reaches out, grabs the young man's arm, and lifts him up:

"Tell me quickly, this is very important! If we don't know the final secret of the Yu family's changes soon and let that bunch of old things continue to kill wildly outside, in the end, we will all die, we will all die!"

"Woof! Woof! Woof!"

The small yellow dog barks at Ming Yuwan, baring its teeth.

This dog barking directly makes Ming Yuwan's eyes turn red, and her reason is covered over.

She pulls out a talisman paper, swipes it in front of her, and then sticks it to Yu Dibei's forehead:

"I'll make you sober up, sober up!"

The moment the talisman paper sticks to his forehead, Yu Dibei feels as if countless silver needles are pricking his entire body, and a look of pain immediately appears on his face.

The small yellow dog pounces at Ming Yuwan.

Ming Yuwan flicks her toes, releasing a force that kicks the small yellow dog away, smashing it onto the offering table.

The small yellow dog, climbing back up, has blood overflowing from its mouth, but there is no fear in its eyes; instead, it sticks out its tongue, licks its own mouth, and rolls the blood back in.

"Hoo... hoo..."

It seems something is waking up at this moment, and the dull, oppressive breathing brings a heart-palpitating feeling.

Ming Yuwan lets go of Yu Dibei and orders: "Be on guard!"

"Bang!"

The doors of the ancestral hall close, and the floor tiles, offering tables, and everything else begin to tremble.

For any normal martial arts family, the place with the tightest defense layout is absolutely the ancestral hall.

There are no monsters here, so when the old guys joined forces to kill their way in earlier, they did not force their way in here.

After all, what is enshrined in the ancestral hall is often the family's most precious things, which are useless in the eyes of outsiders.

When entering earlier, it was smooth sailing; Ming Yuwan thought she was benefiting from Yu Dibei's light, as the only promising successor of the Yu family, entering the ancestral hall would naturally receive special care.

Now that a strange change has occurred here, Ming Yuwan's brain cools down rapidly; her first reaction is that her terrible attitude toward Yu Dibei has made the Long Wang spirits here feel dissatisfied.

"Dibei, you know, I have problems; sometimes, I can't control my emotions." Ming Yuwan's tone softens, and she begins to explain, reaching out to help Yu Dibei up.

"Woof!"

The small yellow dog pounces again, biting Ming Yuwan's wrist.

This bit of pain is nothing, but the red color fading from Ming Yuwan's eyes instantly becomes even more intense.

She grabs the small yellow dog's neck with her backhand, then throws it heavily to the ground, draws the sword at her waist, and nails the small yellow dog there.

"Woo... woo woo woo..."

The small yellow dog lets out a dying whimper.

Yu Dibei, sitting paralyzed on the ground, stares blankly at the small yellow dog in the pool of blood in front of him.

From the time he could remember, this small yellow dog had been by his side; it had a very long life and seemed like it would never grow up.

Master Lion and Master Tiger both sighed, saying that the small yellow dog was an excellent monster seedling; if it were in the Yu family of the past, it would certainly have been able to be infused with a large amount of resources to help it grow, but the village now does not have this condition and can only delay it.

Yu Dibei sees his own face in the small yellow dog's gradually fading eyes.

At this moment, all kinds of memories begin to flood into his brain.

In his memories, in the same age group, the wooden houses in the village turned into towering, majestic buildings, the old cows in the fields turned into galloping monsters, and Master Tiger and Master Lion turned into two huge monsters crouching in front of him.

Yu Dibei's self-awareness gradually twists under the impact of this flood-like memory.

But anger does not need reason, and the more it is like this, the more people will follow their instincts.

Blood-stained fur, slowing heartbeat, poor little yellow dog... when the small yellow dog's eyes close, Yu Dibei completely erupts, clenching his fists and smashing them heavily onto the floor in front of him.

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

The formations and restrictions of the Yu family ancestral hall are completely activated, and red blood light rises upward, turning into a beam of light that shoots straight to the top of this underground world.

"You..."

Ming Yuwan does not know what to say, because she herself does not know why she nailed that little dog to death with one sword.

In the past, her problems would only lead to emotional loss of control, such as saying things that shouldn't be said or showing expressions that should be hidden; many of her family elders have this problem, especially her grandmother.

Therefore, conflicts often erupt within the Ming family; when eating or having meetings, they would often quarrel, but everyone was limited to that, and no one would do anything irrational.

Why is it like this?

Even if my problem is serious, it can't be more serious than my grandmother's current state, right?

Ming Yuwan takes a deep breath and reaches out to grab Yu Dibei again.

"Dibei, I'll explain to you later, we have to leave here quickly now."

But this hand, clearly extended very far, is unable to reach the young man right in front of her.

When Ming Yuwan looks down, she finds that a black line has appeared between her and the young man, and this black line is constantly expanding, making the distance between the two further and further.

Not only that, she also finds that the same situation has appeared between her and the three attendants; the floor tiles under everyone's feet seem to have turned into lily pads on a pond; everyone was gathered together before, but now they are drifting apart, and the true area of the pond is gradually being revealed.

Ming Yuwan recalls her sword and flies up, heading toward Yu Dibei; entering this pitch-black, directionless, and perceptionless space does not make her feel terrified; similar scenes, not to mention during river-walking, she had also received corresponding training at home when she was a child.

She sees her left middle finger and ring finger close together, quickly forms a seal, and swipes in front of her eyes; her perception returns.

She sees Yu Dibei in front of her again; at this time, Yu Dibei still maintains his previous posture, motionless, but she hears his shouting in her ears.

No matter what, Ming Yuwan cannot let Yu Dibei escape her control; she is still certain that Yu Dibei is the key to her obtaining the greatest opportunity of the Yu family on this trip, although there will inevitably be some twists and turns in the middle.

"Dibei, Dibei..."

The distance closes rapidly.

"Woof!"

The small yellow dog blocks Ming Yuwan's path.

Ming Yuwan says in disbelief: "You're not dead?"

Her first reaction is surprise; if this dog is not dead, it can make up for the rift between her and Yu Dibei, but soon, when she lifts her sword and sees the bloodstains on the blade, she realizes that things are not that simple.

Her sword contains a natural evil spirit; piercing into any living thing will frantically sweep away all the vitality within its body.

And earlier, her sword had been stuck in the small yellow dog's body for a long time; let alone an ordinary monster, even that kind of great monster would have been drained dry.

"What exactly are you? What is your purpose for hiding by Dibei's side all this time?"

There is no longer the slightest spirit of a small animal in the small yellow dog's eyes; instead, it reveals an aura of someone who has long held a high position.

Clearly it is just a small one, but Ming Yuwan feels like she is looking up at it with her neck tilted.

"You hid in the village and could have escaped this catastrophe, but you actually dared to come back; you are simply seeking your own death!"

Ming Yuwan's sword style rises, turning into a sharp, cold light, slashing toward the small yellow dog.

It looks like a probe, but in reality, the killing move is restrained.

The small yellow dog does not dodge or evade; just as the cold light is about to touch it, a white figure appears, lifts a claw, and lightly blocks the attack.

It is actually also a dog, a small white dog with the exact same size as the small yellow dog.

However, when the small white dog turns to face Ming Yuwan, its size grows at a speed visible to the naked eye; within a few breaths, it has the build of an adult tiger.

Between its brows, there is a Buddhist mark, and within the white stripes, scriptures are flowing; when it raises its claw toward Ming Yuwan, the claw surface is golden.

"Boom!"

It is both a claw and a great handprint.

Ming Yuwan blocks with her sword; even though she splits the handprint, her figure still cannot help but retreat.

"A Buddhist dog?"

Behind, the small yellow dog silently flips its little fleshy paw.

The effect of the Yu family ancestral hall's formation descends further.

Ming Yuwan, who has just landed again, senses a huge force suppressing her; she immediately holds her sword horizontally in front of her, swipes her palm across the blade, and waves it, casting a dark red halo around her body, forcibly stopping the formation's power.

However, she can do this by relying on her hard strength, but the three attendants on her side do not have such good luck.

Ming Yuwan sees that in three areas "very far away," three large white dogs are attacking her three separated subordinates.

This means that the large white dog in front of her has divided its true self into four, and what she is facing is only one-fourth of it.

"Buddhist dharma avatar?"

This is an authentic Buddhist secret technique; how could a dog know it?

If a team is scattered, its strength will inevitably plummet, and those three subordinates were already dodging in a panic under the large white dog's attack; now that the ancestral hall's formation effect has descended violently again...

Almost without suspense, the three of them, one after another, die under the large white dog's claws.

One was blasted into slag by the great handprint, another had their internal organs shattered by a sonic boom, and the third, after hearing the scriptures chanted by the large dog in front of them, knelt on the ground with hands together and finally committed suicide.

Ming Yuwan knows that this is definitely not an opponent she can match; it and the old things outside... no, the old things are not as terrifying as it!

After the other three large white dogs solve their opponents, they begin to dissipate, while the large white dog in front of Ming Yuwan grows even larger in size.

Now it can easily look down on the woman in front of it.

Ming Yuwan: "I want to survive; I'm counting on you."

A ball of blue flame rises on the woman's body; her eyes close and then open again.

It is still the same person, but just the change in her eyes makes it seem like she has been replaced by someone else; Ming Yuwan speaks:

"Counting on me? Wanting to survive is very difficult now."

Sacrificing her sword, Ming Yuwan does not choose to flee but actively launches an attack on the large white dog.

She is constantly knocked back but keeps standing up again; she uses many methods, various elusive movement techniques; although she suffers heavy injuries in every round of attacks, she still persists.

The basic quality of an authentic Long Wang gate successor is fully revealed at this moment.

The large white dog does not deliberately show mercy, but it can only wound her every time without being able to kill her.

However, this kind of near-self-mutilating attack is destined not to last, but Ming Yuwan is waiting for an opportunity.

"Clatter..."

In a new round of attacks, the sword breaks, and a stunning light flies out, "severing" the perception of all existence around.

Ming Yuwan's figure rushes out to one side, her figure constantly twisting and appearing with strange fluctuations; she is trying to break through the Yu family ancestral hall's formation in this way to seek a chance to escape.

Everything before was paving the way for this escape.

The small yellow dog has been watching all this calmly from behind; when Ming Yuwan uses this move, its expression changes slightly.

Because this woman truly has a probability of being able to escape.

Three mists rise from the positions where the three attendants died, condense in an instant, and then explode immediately; a similar shadow to the one when the sword broke appears again; this is to continue to shield the perception of the pursuers.

The small yellow dog lowers its head and licks its fleshy paw with its tongue.

The Ming family people are still the same as in the past, with tempers that flare up at the slightest provocation.

It still remembers that its master once met a Ming family member; everyone sat together to eat, and that person could quarrel with others twice.

But when making choices, that person was very clear-headed, and the more critical the moment, the more that person seemed to become a different person, showing strength and operations beyond established cognition.

Just like Ming Yuwan in front of it.

The master said that this is a problem caused by the Ming family's cultivation method.

Ming Yuwan is much stronger than the Ming family member the master met back then.

Not only her...

When it was lying in Yu Dibei's arms, it observed all the river-walking teams that entered the village and found that their overall quality, talent, and other aspects were all stronger than the same period of the master's generation.

If the master had been born in this era, he would likely have encountered more intense competition.

Although the final winner, the Long Wang position, would certainly still have been the master's, the river-walking experience should have made the master feel more satisfied and interested.

Gradually, Chen Xiyuan's figure appears in the small yellow dog's eyes.

In this generation, even the Chen family has produced a genius.

Back then, the master once lamented that the Chen family member he faced could not fully unfold the Long Wang Chen's domain, making it impossible for him to have a proper fight with the legendary Chen family Long Wang who could crush a generation upon being born.

That Chen family member was quite carefree; after losing, he admitted defeat, and after lighting the lamp a second time, he even stayed behind to eat some wild game together before leaving.

Subsequently, the figures of Runsheng, Tan Wenbin, and Lin Shu You appear in the small yellow dog's eyes; only after they appeared did the youth appear in the middle position.

For those river-walking in teams, a weak trunk with strong branches is the norm; the lamp-lighter should possess absolute, overwhelming strength that crushes everyone else in the team, but this team is very strange.

Either it is a weak trunk and strong branches formed by background forces, or this seemingly weak "trunk" is actually much thicker than it imagined.

In addition, it has a vague sense of familiarity with the youth; it cannot distinguish where this feeling specifically comes from.

It is already an old dog, occasionally feeling confused and lost; in order to firmly remember its inner plans and the bits and pieces between it and its master, it must constantly abandon other aspects.

Its evil arts are not omnipotent.

No wonder the master said when suppressing it back then that although "it" has existed for a long time, it definitely has not lived that long.

Master, you are right.

Time is the poison of memory.

It cannot bring immortality; it can only trap people in a period of memory, constantly weakening, until the final toxicity erupts, and you are no longer you, but will become another person... another dog.

Finally, what appears in the small yellow dog's eyes is Zhao Yi.

I don't know why, even though I clearly don't remember him, I was full of malice toward him the first time I saw him, and my body also felt a dull pain.

It seems I am really not doing well; I even have to forget such an important "enemy."

The small yellow dog puts down its fleshy paw and lifts its neck.

Its own time is really running out.

Fortunately, everything is beginning to unfold as it expected.

Ming Yuwan has now rushed to the ancestral hall gate; she is only one step away from escaping here; she has indeed reached her limit.

The small yellow dog closes its eyes.

Hehe, you could have escaped if you hadn't run into it.

The ancestral hall door is opened by Ming Yuwan, and the large white dog stands there, facing her.

Seeing through all her movements, insight into all changes, possessing rich Buddhist nature, and mastering various Buddhist secret methods.

Ming Yuwan finally guesses its identity:

"Diting?"

The large white dog raises its claw and ruthlessly pats it down toward her.

Yu family ancestral hall, still the same floor tiles, still the same offering table; if it weren't for the three shocking bloodstains on the ground, it would be as if nothing had happened.

Ming Yuwan, with a numb expression, kneels in front of the offering table; beside her is Yu Dibei, whose gaze is still in a daze after his anger.

The small yellow dog sits on the grand armchair in front of the two; at the steps under the chair lies a huge large white dog.

The large white dog's tail is lifted gently and carefully placed on the armrest of the grand armchair.

The small yellow dog stretches out its claw and touches its white tail from time to time.

The large white dog reveals a pampered expression, very satisfied.

As a dog, now, it has also started to keep a dog.

The small yellow dog stretches out its other fleshy paw and waves it gently in front.

Around Yu Dibei and Ming Yuwan, a halo appears for each.

Under the woman is red, and under the young man is black.

The small yellow dog's claw pinches the large white dog's tail.

A Buddhist light is released from the large white dog's eyes, hitting above the two.

It can be clearly seen that above Yu Dibei's head, black mist is thick, almost reaching the top, while above Ming Yuwan's head, the clouds are bright and beautiful.

However, several strands of black are flowing from Yu Dibei's side to Ming Yuwan's side.

But it is too small, like a trickling stream.

The small yellow dog gets up, jumps off the grand armchair, steps on the large white dog's belly, and then continues to walk down.

Having already worshiped the Long Wang, this karmic obstacle still cannot be passed on well.

The small yellow dog comes to Yu Dibei; Yu Dibei's gaze is scattered, as if he cannot see his own beloved dog resurrected in front of him at all.

You are actually resisting the memory explosion I left in your body?

You,

How dare you?

The small yellow dog raises its claw, presses it on Yu Dibei's brow, and closes its eyes.

When it opens its eyes again, the small yellow dog arrives on the roof of a wooden house.

Looking around, the village has less than one percent of its space left; opposite the wooden house is the village ancestral hall, and next door is the three-story building where the grandfather lives.

However, the three-story building and the village road in the middle are crowded with people and animals.

Outside is the scene of the Yu family ancestral residence.

If viewed from high altitude, it is like a small piece of architecture and scenery that is very inconsistent with the overall style of the Yu family has appeared in the Yu family ancestral residence, appearing extremely abrupt.

The small yellow dog looks behind itself; Yu Dibei is sitting there, burying his head in his knees, sobbing non-stop.

Until this moment, he is still unwilling to forget the villagers and animals; that is the place where he has lived since childhood; although it is not big and he cannot go out, that is his entire life at present.

The small yellow dog raises its claw toward the sky.

"Roar!"

A huge dog head looks down.

"Ah ah ah!"

Yu Dibei's emotions become out of control; his last line of inner defense is also about to collapse.

To this, the small yellow dog has no reaction.

You are the carrier I chose to carry my memories.

Do not resist; accept your destiny.

This is your glory as a Yu family member.

The huge dog head in the sky continues to press down, and the environment of the village below is constantly swallowed.

Finally, the wooden house disappears, the village road disappears, and the grandfather, Master Lion, Master Tiger, and all the villagers and animals also disappear.

Behind, the young man's crying stops.

He slowly raises his head, with no impurities in his gaze, completely like a blank sheet of paper.

The small yellow dog smiles.

From now on, be covered by my memories.

In the real Yu family ancestral hall, the small yellow dog opens its eyes, steps on the large white dog's belly, and sits back on the grand armchair.

Now, the invisible black mist above Yu Dibei's head is pouring toward Ming Yuwan's side at an increasingly crazy speed.

Worship the Long Wang, form karma.

Young lady, you chose this yourself.

Ming family ancestral residence.