Reincarnated as a sacred tree, I create a family of Yin soldiers

This time, three ferocious beasts were sacrificed, two of which were in the early stage of blood coagulation realm and one in the middle stage of blood coagulation realm.

If Li Cailiangquan knew better, his thyme not only did not cause damage to the Chen family, but instead allowed the Chen family to pick up several ferocious beasts for nothing, who knows if he would have died in peace.

The three ferocious beasts in the blood coagulation realm increased Ji Yang's energy and blood to 33 points, but his spiritual power only increased by four points.

Although he had enough energy, blood and spiritual power, Ji Yang could not start a new deduction without enough deduction points.

And after tasting the sweetness last time, Ji Yang no longer looked down on single deduction. He had to at least increase the multiple a little, so that he would have a greater chance of obtaining magical powers and combat skills.

As everyone left, the ancestral hall became silent again. However, in order to prevent this from happening again, there were two more warriors patrolling at night, and they were also equipped with a blood coagulation realm warrior.

After the last Sacred Tree Sacrifice, there were two more Blood Coagulation Realm warriors in the clan. Together with the clan leader Chen Xingzhen, there were now a total of six Blood Coagulation Realm warriors in the clan.

It can be considered that it has returned to the scale before the fight with the Li family.

On the seventh day of the ginkgo's growth, all the fruits on the tree have lost their previous white color and turned into gray. The facial features on the fruits have become more lifelike, as if their ancestors were still alive.

But if a stranger sees this, he just feels extremely weird.

Due to Chen Xingzhen's orders in the past two days, not many tribesmen came to disturb the sacred tree. However, Chen Tianjing and several Blood Coagulation Realm warriors took advantage of the free time in the evening to visit the ancestral hall twice to remember their ancestors.

After all, among the gray fruits on the tree were not only Chen Qingyu's father, but also their family elders.

On the night of the seventh day, the gray berries on the tree had not changed much.

At this time, Ji Yang was also paying full attention to these gray fruits after soul condensation, wanting to see what these gray fruits would look like when mature.

However, what puzzled Ji Yang was that although he had already felt that these gray fruits were getting closer to maturity, he did not see the faces on these gray fruits open their eyes.

Under Ji Yang's gaze, another half hour passed like this.

Until the moon hung high and Ji Yang began to absorb the moonlight and yin energy, these gray fruits finally took on new changes.

Under the moonlight, these gray fruits hanging on the branches slowly began to shake. As the gray fruits shook, their eyes gradually opened.

Ji Yang couldn't take his eyes off, carefully watching the changes in these gray fruits.

This was the first time he saw such a magical scene.

After a brief sway, a gray fruit located above the branch suddenly fell towards the ground.

But just when the gray fruit was about to fall to the ground, a strong yin energy suddenly burst out from the gray fruit.

As the gray fruit disappeared, a gray old man suddenly appeared in the ancestral hall, and his face was consistent with the face on the gray fruit before.

"Is this a living soul?"

Above, Ji Yang looked at these ripe gray fruits with doubts in his eyes.

If he still has a living soul, what's the point of condensing his soul?

However, when Ji Yang observed carefully, he discovered differences in this living soul.

First, the untransformed living soul was in tatters and the whole body was gray-white. Now the living soul has a solid body and the whole body is gray.

Secondly, he seemed to sense something different from other souls in this fallen soul, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

When Ji Yang was thinking carefully, other gray fruits on the branches could no longer hold back and fell to the ground like raindrops.

Before each gray fruit falls to the ground, it has turned into a new figure and appeared in the ancestral hall.

In just a few seconds, the ancestral hall was already filled with countless gray figures, but these figures could not be seen by others at this moment.

Ji Yang, who had been observing these living souls, soon brightened up. He knew what was different!

Wisdom!

These living souls were different from other living souls in their sluggishness. They seemed more agile, and Ji Yang even saw thinking in their eyes.

Could it be?

…

After a brief stagnation after landing, the old man who landed first suddenly put his hand on his forehead, a trace of thinking appeared in his eyebrows, and he couldn't help but uttered the three major philosophical questions of life:

"who I am?"

"Where am I?"

"What do I want to do?"

…

The other living souls were also frowning and thinking hard, searching for the memories that had long been dusted in their minds.

After a brief moment of contemplation, a bright light suddenly burst out in the old man's eyes.

He remembered.

His name is Chen Changming, the eleventh generation patriarch of the Chen family!

But looking at the unfamiliar environment around him, Chen Changming once again had a doubt in his mind. If he remembered correctly, he fought with the enemy when he moved his family for the last time, and then died.

Why is he alive again now?

Soon, Chen Changming also noticed his current changes, as well as the strange figures around him.

At this moment, other living souls also expressed confusion:

"Ah, who am I?"

"I remember that I died too, in a battle with a vicious beast."

"I seem to have died too, on the way to my family's migration."

"Why can't I touch things? What's wrong with me? What happened?"

…

Doubtful sounds echoed through the ancestral hall, but the tribesmen outside did not notice it at all. Only Ji Yang, who was above, could hear everyone's doubtful sounds.

At this moment, Ji Yang also knew the effect of his soul condensation. This magical power seemed to be able to condense those dead souls and restore their memories before they died.

Unfortunately, it was bound to the family, so only the people of the Chen family could enjoy it.

However, even after condensation, they still could not touch other things, and could not even be seen.

What can such souls be used for?

Ji Yang ignored the many souls below, but thought about the effects that these souls could bring after they were restored.

"Xingba, are you Xingba?"

Chen Changming looked at a very familiar soul not far away, his expression suddenly became excited, and he could not help but approach the soul.

On the way, Chen Changming noticed a few familiar souls.

"You are my son Xinghe!"

"Xingjian!"

Hearing Chen Changming's shout, the memories in the minds of the other three souls gradually became clear.

When the three saw Chen Changming, they were also very excited and shouted:

"Father!"

The three people who were closer were even more excited when they saw each other's faces:

"Big brother!"

"Second brother!"

"Third brother!"

"Eldest brother!"

...

"Cousin? Is that you?"

"Dad, it's so good to see you!"

"Third uncle, are you dead too?"

"Nephew, you are here too!"

The many Chen family members who had recovered their memories were excited to communicate with each other after seeing familiar faces all around.

They were either expressing their nostalgia, or expressing the words they had never said before, or expressing the joy of not seeing each other for a long time.

For a moment, the whole ancestral hall was in chaos.