Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 1301 ancestor worship
"Follow the matter urgently. The matter of worshiping the ancestors should be kept simple. I will send the head teacher to handle it personally."

After a pause, Zhuang Zongzheng frowned slightly, and asked, "Where is Zhuang Taibai?"

"Taibai is here."

The current head teacher of Lingyun Sword Sect, Zhuang Taibai, hurried out of the cave, appeared on a certain peak below and answered loudly.

Zhuang Zongzheng looked down, his brows furrowed deeper, "Can you hear what the old man said clearly?"

"Listen clearly, Patriarch, don't worry, Taibai will definitely settle this matter and do it well."

Hearing this, Yang Xuan looked down at Zhuang Taibai, and saw that he was wearing a shabby blue robe, about 50 or [-] years old, and had a cultivation level at the peak of the Supreme Realm.

Although tall and majestic, his temples were already gray, and the depths of his eyes revealed indescribable loneliness, with a depressing look.

The most ridiculous thing was that he was standing staggeringly on the top of the peak, holding a slightly tattered wine gourd in his hand. Even though he was far away, Yang Xuan could still smell the alcohol on his body.

Zhuang Zongzheng who was beside him casually said with a smile: "Brother, this great-grandson seems to be a good drinker!"

"Oh, I made my brother laugh."

Zhuang Zongzheng sighed softly, and then explained briefly, "My ineffective great-grandson was also a genius in the past. He achieved supernatural powers at a young age and was famous in the entire Xuanhuang Realm, but since he was bewitched by a witch, The whole person is like a different person.”

"Witch?"

Yang Xuan became interested.

"That's right, that's a demon girl who is best at deceiving people. My great-grandson was tricked by him back then into the Zongmen Town School's most precious Lingyun Sword. Since then, he has spent all his time drinking away his sorrows and ignoring the sect's affairs."

"Really, if there is a chance, I would like to meet that demon girl."

"It's been too long, that woman probably left the Xuanhuang Realm long ago, and went to other places to harm other people, and it is so difficult to find someone from this vast world."

Zhuang Zongzheng shook his head, why didn't he want to find the demon girl and take back the Lingyun Sword from her hand, but thinking about it is one thing, but finding it is another.

As his thoughts turned, Zhuang Zongzheng glanced at Zhuang Taibai again, and said angrily: "What are you doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up and do it."

"Okay, Taibai will do it now."

After dismissing Zhuang Taibai, Zhuang Zongzheng brought Yang Xuan, Mo Yuanzi, and the tiger demon Yang Hu to the mountain where he was.

Above the mountain peak, there are pavilions, towers, pavilions, birds singing and flowers fragrant, clouds and mists are transpiring, but deep in the clouds and mists, there is a solemn and solemn ancient temple.

This hall is not a hall of discussion, but the ancestral hall of the Lingyun Sword Sect, where the tablets of the Lingyun Sword Sect's past dynasties are enshrined all the year round, and it is a real sect important place.

For ancestor worship, Lingyun Sword Sect will do it here every three to five years, and there is no need for special preparations, it is nothing more than setting up incense burners, tributes and other things.

Soon, everything was ready, and many disciples of Lingyun Sword Sect, from the head teacher to the disciples, gathered in an open field outside the ancestral hall on the peak, quietly looking at Zhuang Zongzheng outside the ancestral hall.

"When worshiping the ancestors, please don't make any noise."

Zhuang Zongzheng didn't talk nonsense, and after a simple explanation, he turned his head to look at Yang Xuan beside him, and said with a smile: "Brother, wait a moment, after the sacrifice to the ancestors is finished, all members of my Lingyun Sword Sect will go with you Divine Martial Continent."

Saying that, he greeted Zhuang Taibai, the head teacher, and all the elders of the sect, and entered the ancestral hall together.

A group of people had already bathed and changed their clothes, and they were well-dressed. As soon as they entered the ancestral hall, they began to worship and pray, hoping that the sect would have good weather and prosperity forever.

Of course, Zhuang Zongzheng, as the person in charge, had to secretly ask the ancestors of the Lingyun Sword Sect for their understanding regarding the transfer of the sect.

This process took a long time, and Yang Xuan was not in a hurry, he just sat down at random on the stone steps outside the ancestral hall.

As for Mo Yuanzi and the tiger demon Yang Hu, they stood respectfully behind him like two statues.

This scene also caused quite a shock to the disciples of the Lingyun Sword Sect in the open space under the stone steps.

Not to mention Yang Hu, most people have seen it before and are not surprised, but Mo Yuanzi is different.

Not only did this person have a strange face, but he also looked ferocious, and his whole body exuded a strong demonic energy. He didn't look like a good person at first glance, and his cultivation was definitely very high.

However, it is such a strong man of the devil way, but he looks like Yang Xuan is respected, which shows how tyrannical Yang Xuan's strength is.

"Young master is amazing, but where is Shenwu Continent? Is it his hometown?"

In the crowd, Jiang Xin'er was also there. The little girl stood on tiptoe, peeking at Yang Xuan with her eyes full of curiosity and doubt.

Earlier, Zhuang Zongzheng said that he would accompany Yang Xuan to the Shenwu Continent, and this Shenwu Continent was obviously Yang Xuan's hometown.

"Hehe, the Shenwu Continent is indeed my hometown. There is very little vitality in the world there. It can only be regarded as a small world, and it doesn't even rank among many small worlds."

As if hearing Jiang Xiner's heartfelt voice, Yang Xuan got up and said with a smile.

He said this not only for Jiang Xiner, but also for the disciples of Lingyun Sword Sect present.

"What, it's just a small world."

"Why is that? Even if our Lingyun Sword Sect wants to move, we should find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, right?"

Yang Xuan's words undoubtedly sparked a lot of discussion among the crowd.

"The ancestors and the elders in charge are offering sacrifices to the ancestors, please be quiet, and besides, what's wrong with the young master's hometown being a small world?"

Lin Hai let out a soft drink, and suddenly stepped out from the front of the crowd, saying: "You don't even think about it, since a small world can give birth to such a talented person as the young suzerain, it is enough to show that it is extraordinary. I believe that under the young suzerain's Under the leadership, even if my Lingyun Sword Sect goes to a small place, I will definitely rise again in the future."

"Me, I think so too."

Jiang Xiner also ran out, and said with a sure face.

Yang Xuan nodded at Lin Hai and Jiang Xin'er, then walked down the stone steps slowly, and said to the others: "Small worlds are indeed not conducive to cultivation, but cultivation does not depend entirely on the vitality of heaven and earth. If you do not have a determination to become stronger, you will No matter how good the external conditions are, it will be difficult for you to achieve anything in your life.”

After finishing speaking, he frowned suddenly, and then heard a hearty laugh from afar.

"Haha, Mr. Meng came here uninvited. If there is any disturbance, please don't blame the ancestor Zhuang."

"Since you know it's bothering you, why come here? Get lost!"

Yang Xuan shouted coldly, and unceremoniously issued an order to expel the guests.

"Hmph, I am Meng Zhenghai, the patriarch of the Formless Demon Sect, who are you?"

Accompanied by a cold snort, an old man with a thick back, a majestic figure, and a devilish aura all over his body appeared in the distant sky.

(End of this chapter)