My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

After the two words disappeared, Mr. Song couldn't say anything.

Their Song family was blessed by nature, and God gave them such a big gift, but the Song family didn't know how to cherish it.

Now that I am facing the possibility of losing it, I only know how nervous I am, how ironic it is!

Father Song didn't finish his words, but Lu Zijia understood what he meant.

"As long as you sincerely worship it in the future, it can be recovered, but if you are still as before, it will only last for a year at most, and it will disappear between heaven and earth after a year."

Mountain gods and mountain spirits are gradually condensed and grown by relying on the beliefs of human beings.

If there is no human belief and worship, the power of the mountain spirit will become weaker and weaker until it disappears.

"Definitely, definitely will, in the future our family will definitely worship the mountain god stone sincerely.

We were wrong in the past, and I hope Lord Shanshen can forgive our Song family for their ignorance and ignorance. "

Old Man Song's eyes were red with guilt and gratitude, and every word he said was extremely sincere.

As if making a major promise.

The first words were said to Lu Zijia, and the latter words were naturally said to Shanshenshi.

After he finished speaking, he bowed down to the mountain god stone and begged the mountain god for forgiveness.

Seeing this, Song Zhuohai and his wife immediately knelt down.

On the other hand, Song Zixuan looked at the Mountain God Stone with indescribably complicated eyes and had indescribable emotions.

In fact, when he was a child, he repeatedly dreamed about a mountain god. The mountain god in the dream told him not to be afraid. One day his family would definitely come to pick him up.

Although he was still young at that time, he had a deep memory of it because he had just been sent abroad not long ago.

Just because it was a dream, I didn't care much.

Now that I think about it, that dream seems too real, as if it were real.

"thanks……"

Song Zixuan said silently to the Mountain God Stone.

Then he also knelt down with his knees, and solemnly kowtowed to the mountain god stone.

At the moment when the Song family knelt down, the mountain god stone seemed to flash a halo.

It was as if they were excited, excited that the Song family finally knew of its existence and that it had been silently guarding it for many years.

Lu Zijia noticed that the mountain spirit in the mountain god stone suddenly became weak again, and frowned slightly.

Looking at the Song family's guilt and tears, Lu Zijia seemed a little helpless.

That's all, since the Song family is a potential stock, she'll be free again.

Thinking of this, Lu Zijia's hand moved slightly, and a spiritual energy that mortals could not detect rushed into the mountain god stone.

"Thank you sir."

Moments after the spiritual energy entered the Mountain God Stone, a tender and grateful voice sounded in Lu Zijia's mind.

Lu Zijia smiled and did not respond.

After begging the mountain god's forgiveness, Mr. Song led the Song family very solemnly to offer incense to the mountain god stone.

And asked the servants to prepare rich tributes, which were placed one by one in front of the mountain god stone.

I don't know if it's an illusion of the Song family, but I always feel that the mountain god stone in front of me seems to be a little glossier than before.

After dealing with the mountain god stone, Song Zhuohai received a call.

After listening to it, his face was very ugly.

"Is there a result?"

Looking at his son's face, Mr. Song already knew what the result was.

The old hand holding the crutches trembled slightly.

Song Zhuohai nodded heavily, "Yes, the person I sent to investigate has already investigated."