The seven statues were actually watered with the blood of the Murong family. It was unknown what the other party wanted to cultivate, but when he saw the gazes radiating from the eyes of the various statues, Hong Xiang felt that something was unusual, but when he saw the awe-inspiring aura on Murong's fingertips, he fell into meditation. Murong did not rush but waited patiently. Bringing Hong Xiang to the ancestral hall was not just to let him see the truth but to find the truth. There seemed to be a clue to the doubts that had troubled the Murong family for three hundred years. I am also worried. The Chen family's pace was faster than expected. Chen Haonan's conspiracy began to be suspected very early but there was no evidence. Until the arrival of Prime Minister Hong, Chen Haonan frankly admitted that everything seemed very reasonable, but why did he already have doubts in his heart? Why did Chen Haonan admit it so frankly? What was he thinking? Too many questions troubled Murong. He looked at the awe-inspiring energy at his fingertips, which looked pale and weak under the white light, as if it was consuming the essence of life. The moment Hong Xiang's eyes made contact with the statue's, something was about to burst out of his memory. He was so painful that he hurriedly suppressed it before he managed to return to normal. He smiled reluctantly, shook his head and said, "I know what you want to say, I'm sorry. I can't give you an answer." There was a flash of disappointment in Murong's eyes, and he smiled bitterly: "I don't have much time for the Murong family. I took the risk to bring you here to get even a little clue." "Hong Xiang? He asked in surprise: "Risk?" Suddenly his face changed slightly, and he stared at the door, suddenly realizing. I don't know when a dark figure stood at the door. The figure was extremely tall, covering the door. He could not see his face clearly in the red candlelight, but the Confucian aura exuding was very strong, and it seemed as if there was a peerless book in front of him. The divine book makes the world look up to it and want to read it to find the most essential knowledge in the universe. "Murong, you are too impulsive." The man walked in and finally revealed his face. His handsome face was somewhat similar to Murong's. He was wearing a long silk gown that made him look suave. His steps were steady, his breathing was even, and there was nothing on his body. The slightest hint of a strong person. Hong Xiang's pupils shrank, and he was sure that the other party was a master of spiritual magic. Murong stopped in front of Hong Xiang and said respectfully: "Father, this is my choice and has nothing to do with Xiang Hong." Murong Bo, Murong's biological father, the Murong family, the most low-key aristocratic controller in Xijing City, has Everyone has a good demeanor, and there is a breeze blowing like a spring breeze while walking. He glanced at the seven statues with complicated eyes and said, "What is the most important thing in the Murong family?" Murong lowered his head and said: "Benevolence." "What else?" Murong Bo said calmly. Murong said again: "filial piety, brotherhood, loyalty, forgiveness, etiquette, knowledge, courage, respect, tolerance, trust, sensitivity, and benefit." Murong Bo said in a deep voice: "Since you know the word 'ritual', you must know the rules. "What is the first ancestral motto of the Murong family?" Murong's face turned pale, his body trembled, and his head lowered even further, and he said with a trembling voice: "Those who enter the ancestral hall without permission are committing heinous crimes." Murong Bo sighed and shook his head: "You are twenty today. One thing, you should know that the Murong family's "rituals" are not a joke. Our family relies on the preservation of these words. What mistake did you make today? " Murong said: "The first rule of the ancestors." Murong Bo said solemnly. Said: "Go and accept the punishment yourself. Although you are my son, you are first of all a member of the Murong family. I will help you deal with other matters." Murong changed his color and said: "Father, Prime Minister Hong was coerced by me. It's not voluntary. Please don't worry about it. I think he can solve the mystery of the Murong family for three hundred years." Murong Bo closed his eyes and said anxiously. Hong Xiang, please leave quickly. My father is going to kill you!" He suddenly opened his eyes, and a flash of white light flashed inside, like two swords, piercing the sky and suppressing all evil. The aura on his body exploded, and a breeze blew from outside the ancestral hall, sweeping up the robe, fluttering like a fairy, and moved when hearing the wind. He stared at Hong Xiang and locked onto him. The Hong Bridge was invisible, but his thoughts were tangible. It connected the bridge between the two, trapping Hong Xiang with his thoughts. As soon as he took a breath, Hong Xiang felt that there was a lack of spiritual energy around him, and he was shocked in his heart. . boom! With a wave of his big hand, white light bloomed into a lotus flower, which instantly hit Murong. Murong Bo took action, showing no mercy to his son, and turned his palm to slap Hong Xiang. Murong's body flew out and disappeared at the door. Hong Xiang frowned when he felt a big mountain pressing down, and then he made a mark on his palm, which activated the yin and yang energy of the ancestral hall and turned into a barrier to block the incoming handprint. "Water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn it. The Heaven-shaking Seal!" Murong Bo didn't care when he saw Hong Xiang using his unique Feng Shui skills, but he smiled coldly and used the Heaven-shaking Seal. "The Sky-Flirting Seal is a unique Confucian skill. It is one of the most powerful moves of the Murong family. It uses the Confucian thought of "the people are the most valuable, the country is the second, and the king is the least important." It shows the Confucianism.A model of natural spirit. With one move, it's like being suppressed by an earth-shaking palm print. No matter how big the waves are, you can't get rid of them. A wave of air was building up in the aura of awe-inspiring, like a roaring wave in the sea that was about to overturn the boat on it. Hong Xiang's body was floating. He was amazed at Murong Bo's methods. He had controlled the aura of awe-inspiring to the extreme, and he could control every bit of it. The most important thing is that his aura can actually cause hallucinations. But Hong Xiang is not an ordinary person. After the battle with Ding Mao, he has become more mature. With a golden light in his eyes, the Prime Minister appears, spinning with a strong wind, and the spiritual position in the ancestral hall is unstable and shakes. Murong Bohan said in a loud voice: "Looking for death!" The awe-inspiring energy burst out, increasing the flow of energy. The whole sea roared even more, and it felt like the mountains were collapsing and the earth was cracking. His face turned pale, and Hong Xiang became solemn. He moved to one of the statues, stood still, and said, "Before you kill me, I will destroy it." Whoosh! The moment the Heaven-turning Seal came to him, Murong Bo's expression changed drastically, and he struck out again, the second strike coming first. There was still room left before. The two palm seals were destroyed, and the ancestral hall returned to calm, saying: "Shameless person." "Save your life." It doesn't matter." Hong Xiang said unconcernedly, "You are practicing Confucian benevolence, but when you see me, you shout and kill. You are more hypocritical than me." "Anyone who breaks into the ancestral hall without permission will die! "Murong Bo dropped his arms, his eyes were piercing, and the aura on his body changed again, turning into a killing god. Hong Xiang was surprised. This person's strength was comparable to that of Ding Mao. He had already broken through the threshold of spiritual confusion and reached an unbelievable situation. He turned the clouds and rain and destroyed the Hongqiao. "Why don't you listen to my opinion?" Hong Xiang stroked the statue, which made Murong Bo more murderous, and said with a smile, "Although I am an outsider, it is not the rule of the Murong family to be stubborn." "Ignorance." Murong Bo sneered. Hong Xiang was thick-skinned and didn't take it seriously. Suddenly, he held the statue's weapon - a whisk - in his hand and moved it with all his strength. There was only a crisp sound as the whisk broke, fell to the ground and melted into the stone slab. Murong Bo was furious and was about to take action. Hong Xiang said calmly: "It is an ominous thing." Murong Bo paused his arms, his eyes flashed, and he restrained himself. At this time, Murong rushed in and was relieved to see that Hong Xiang was fine, and hurriedly shouted: "Father, Hong Xiang is a Feng Shui master. He can help the Murong family solve a three-hundred-year-old mystery." "A Feng Shui master in the realm of spiritual confusion." Murong Beau asked calmly. The meaning is obvious. Hong Xiang's realm is too low. Although there is only a thin line between the realm of spiritual confusion and the realm of spiritual breath, they are worlds apart. This is also the reason why he wants to kill Hong Xiang as soon as he appears. Hong Xiang stroked the broken whisk marks and said slowly: "You moved these seven statues into the ancestral hall, thinking that they were stained with the blood of your ancestors and wanted to support them. Unfortunately, you have no idea what they are!" "It is an ancient tomb. The Yin God in the cemetery was born by absorbing the evil spirit in the cemetery. It is a pity that you moved out. It is really a miracle that the Murong family has not been destroyed after so many years." Hong Xiang said in surprise, which made Murong Se. Change. Murong Bo calmed down his aura, obviously believing a little bit. Hong Xiangjian had an effect at the beginning and continued: "If I guessed correctly, the reason why you enshrine these seven statues is not entirely because they are contaminated with the blood of the Murong family." Murong Bo's expression suddenly changed and he said in a cold voice: " Do you want to die? "Hong Xiang sneered: "The arrangement of the ancestors? I only know the interests. The purpose of the Murong family is not to study it in the cemetery. The pattern. You want to enter it through them, right?" Murong was dull. Murong Bo¡¯s eyes surged with murderous intent again, ready to take action at any time. Seeing his expression, Hong Xiang knew immediately that he had guessed correctly. These seven statues represented the seven deadly sins: gluttony, greed, sloth, lust, arrogance, jealousy or anger. It wasn't Hong Xiang's guess, but what he saw in the statue's eyes. The Seven Deadly Sins are the original sins of mankind. Feng Shui masters dig out the most essential sins of mankind, use the evil spirit of the cemetery to wash, purify, sublimate, and finally be forgiven. Lust - illegal sexual desire. Gluttony ¨C wasting food, overindulging one¡¯s appetite, drinking too much or hoarding too much food. Greed - Greed is the desire to have more than is needed. Laziness - laziness and waste of time. Anger - inappropriate (evil) feelings arising from hatred, revenge or denial of others, in addition to the power granted by the law, the intention to punish others is also classified as anger. Jealousy - feeling resentful because the other person has more assets than you do. Arrogance - Expecting others to look at you or liking yourself too much. When human beings live in this world, they are more or less guilty of these seven deadly sins. The more they are contaminated, the more serious the sins. This shows how many heinous crimes the owner of the cemetery committed back then. Those who were extravagant and lewd like King Zhou, and arrogant and arrogant like Ying Zheng. After their death in the cemetery, they must want to purify their souls and transcend, so they would place statues of the Seven Deadly Sins at the entrance of the cemetery. Hong Xiang explained the origin of the seven statues, took a deep look at Murong Bo, and suddenly said: "The seven deadly sins are only other people's business, but the Murong family wants to take it as their own, it is not just a matter of missing their ancestors. "You must have the power of punishment in your blood." Murong Bo's expression changed after hearing this.