Pindao's surname is Zhang, his ancestor is Immortal Immortal

Chapter 141 The dove takes over the magpie’s nest! Replace Qi with servants! Kill them all
Standing in the center of the Qijia Ancestral Hall!

It was Qi Tianzhen, who looked like he was dying, with gray hair, but his figure was still tall and majestic.

Behind him is a painting of a real person.

There are many traces of vicissitudes of time on it.

This place is filled with green smoke and endless incense.

Many descendants of the Qi family came to the scene and knelt down one after another and kowtowed.

Of course, the one who bows down is Qitian stick, which is extremely pious.

Including those in their 60s and octogenarians.

Qi Sheng was also among them, kowtowing in the second row, and at the same time looked up at Zhang Yuqing next to Qitiangun.

Who is this person?

"tell me!"

After a moment of silence, Qitian Stick floated in the air, and a hoarse and deep voice came,
"Master of martial arts, his cultivation reaches the heaven and earth, and his true intention can turn the world around!"

It used a similar method again, but it was a little different, and it didn't shoot golden light among the blood beads of the Qi family.

Other members of the Qi family also shouted.

"It stands to reason that a descendant of a true martial arts master will inherit the immortal martial spirit of his ancestors and the traces of his ancestors' true skills in his blood."

This bloodline has never been cut off?

"We have genealogy as evidence and ancestral tokens as proof."

Everyone was extremely excited, wishing they could immediately receive the inheritance from their ancestor Qi Tianren and become famous all over the world.

However, the blood beads remained motionless, and no vision was born.

Everyone looked at each other in confusion.

He had many questions in his mind.

As soon as Qi Tianguan finished speaking, sharp edges roared, slicing the wrists of every Qi family member present, and strands of blood seeped out, gathering into droplets of blood, floating in the air.

But the results are similar.

Then, with Qitian Stick as the center, golden lines spread out.

Worship, revere, and bewilderment.

An old man in his 60s stood up with difficulty on crutches and called Qitian Gun the ancestor of the stick.

The sound of the Qitian stick suddenly sounded, echoing in the huge ancestral hall.

Qi Tianguan was angry and low, and an aura that was unparalleled in the world enveloped the ancestral hall. All the Qi family members were trembling, panicked and at a loss.

Because it is related to the ancestor Qi Tianren.

"why is that?"

"Then let's begin!"

After all, this means so much to them.

At this moment, the ancestral hall was even more silent, and everyone was staring at the movements of the Qitian Stick.

He would rather doubt Qitian Stick than the blood in his own body.

The sound was noisy and lingered in front of the hall.

"He has a body molded by heaven and earth. His physical body is indestructible. He understands the creation of nature. The charm of Tao is imprinted in his blood and can be passed down for hundreds of generations!"

"Please ask Ancestor Gun to try again."

Zhang Yuqing stood aside and watched quietly.

You can see the vitality between heaven and earth pouring into these blood beads.

Qi Tiangun was silent for a long time, "Okay, I'll try again."

"Are all the Qi family members here?"

The Qi family has many branches and leaves, but only those within the fifth line are considered direct and collateral lines. If it exceeds the five lines, it hardly matters.

The sixty-year-old man stood up with tears in his eyes, "Ancestor Gun, are you mistaken? My Qi family has been inherited for thousands of years, how could I not be a descendant of Ancestor Qitian!"

He only knew that Qi Sheng did not have real blood in his body, and this was what Sanbao could see.

"Yes, our Qi family has been standing for thousands of years, how could we not be descendants of real people?"

There is still no strange phenomenon between the blood beads.

They don't have the blood of Qi Tianren?
how can that be possible?
The Qi family has been standing for thousands of years since its ancestors Qitian?

Especially young Qi family members like Qi Sheng.

Except for a few outsiders, all members of the Qi family in Linjiang County arrived at the scene as soon as possible.

On the stick, there seemed to be a sharp gaze scanning everyone below, and his voice suddenly dropped,
"But who of you will tell me why you claim to be the descendants of our Lord Qi Tian, ​​but why do you not have his immortal martial spirit in your body? There are no traces of his true power?"

But it’s hard to say whether the other Qi family members have real blood flowing in their bodies!
"Hui Gun Ancestor, all the descendants of the Qi family within the fifth server are here."

"What else do you have to say?" Qitian Stick burst into the sky with anger.

"This...gun ancestor, we really don't know what's going on?"

The old man in the sixties of the Qi family burst into tears, staggered and fell to the ground, unable to breathe smoothly.

To him, an old man, what happened today was like the sky was falling.

The other members of the Qi family were also frightened, and it seemed they really didn’t know the reason!
Seeing this, Qi Tiangun had no idea.

He only knew that these people were not descendants of the Qi family, occupying the magpie's nest.

But why can they claim to be of Qi family bloodline for thousands of years?
Also, where have the real descendants of the Qi family gone?

"Let me ask!"

Zhang Yuqing stepped forward, stretched out his hand to catch the blood beads floating in the void, and then asked, "Who is the second generation ancestor of your Qi family since Zhenren?"

"It's the ancestor of Qi Zhan." An old man from the Qi family responded.

"Take me to his cemetery." Zhang Yuqing said.

These old men of the Qi family looked at each other, communicated for a while, and agreed to lead Zhang Yuqing and Qi Tiangun to Qi Zhan's cemetery.

This cemetery only buries direct descendants of the Qi family, that is, the lineage of the head of the family.

As the grandson of Qi Tianren, Qi Zhan had an even more extraordinary status and was buried in the center of the cemetery.

Zhang Yuqing sprinkled the blood beads of the Qi family in front of the cemetery, and then chanted the soul-calling method to summon a ray of consciousness of Qi Zhan's deceased soul and enlighten his soul.

After a moment, a white misty soul was seen floating out from the graveyard.

The Qi family was horrified and looked at Zhang Yuqing in astonishment.

They looked at the ghosts of their ancestors of the Qi family in shock and fear.

The whole battle was too far apart. Only a little bit of the soul shadow is left, pale and empty.

"The unfilial descendants of the Qi family have to bow to their ancestors."

Another old man from the Qi family took the lead and bowed to Qi Zhan's soul, and the rest of the Qi family followed suit.

Zhang Yuqing used the power of his soul to cover the soul shadow and asked,

"Qi Zhan, let me ask you, are you the grandson of Qi Tianren?"

Qi Zhan's soul was erratic, leaving only a trace of instinct.

But precisely because of this, he would not lie.

"no!"

When an uncertain voice came from the mouth of Qi Zhanhunying.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense and you could hear a needle drop.

All the Qi family members were stunned and looked at the ancestor of the Qi family with disbelief.

"Shizu, what are you talking about?"

"How could you not be the grandson of Qi Tianren? You are not, what about us?"

Everyone in the Qi family said angrily.

"Shut up and let him finish."

Qitian's stick shouted deeply, and Qi machine locked every member of the Qi family.

Zhang Yuqing asked again, "Since you are not the grandson of Qi Tianren, why do you pretend to be his heir? Dou occupy the magpie's nest?"

"Also, where is the true bloodline of Master Qi Tian?"

"And come true."

Qi Zhan's soul responded slowly, "I was originally the son of a servant who served Master Qi. After the death of Master Qi, the Qi family encountered crazy revenge from the demon clan and was almost massacred."

"Only my father and his young grandson escaped and settled in Linjiang County, the ancestral home of Zhenren."

"Because the Qi family was about to be destroyed and the foundation was gone, my father had evil intentions and killed the young grandson. He asked me to replace the real young grandson and change his name to Qi Zhan."

"Since then, my lineage has been populated by descendants of Qi Tianren for generations."

Qi Zhan's words were like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, creating waves and splashing water.

Some old people from the Qi family were so excited that they fell to the ground.

More members of the Qi family were arguing and scolding with red faces.

"No way, absolutely impossible."

"He is lying, he is not the ancestor of Qi Zhan."

"Monster, what kind of evil spell are you casting? Why are you slandering our family?"

"His heart can be punished, and his heart can be punished. The ancestors of the stick should never believe the words of monsters."

"I understand. You must be a spy sent by the demon clan to frame the descendant of the real person."

For a time, all the Qi family members seemed to have reached an agreement and tacitly pointed the finger at Zhang Yuqing, believing that he was a spy sent by the demon clan.

They would never agree with Qi Zhan's words.

He would rather not recognize this ancestor than believe that he is not from the Qi family.

Zhang Yuqing put his hands behind his hands and sneered, glancing at these fake Qi family members, "Senior Stick, what should we do with these people who have occupied the magpie's nest for thousands of years?"

"Be punished!"

The Qitian Stick is extremely vicious and full of murderous intent.

It is only looking for the blood of the true descendants of the Qi Tianren, not the descendants of these servants.

Kill the young grandson and replace him!
He has also claimed to be of real blood for thousands of years.

Take advantage of all the blessings of real people.

It's like a group of evil ghosts gnawing at the master's flesh and blood.

Even killing them all is not enough to vent their anger.

As soon as he finished speaking, streaks of golden light shot out from the Qitian Stick, killing all those who occupied the magpie nest. Waves of wailing, panic, and fear were overwhelming, one after another.

Then, the sound stopped.

All that is left here is a pool of blood strewn with corpses.

Even the Qitian Stick was not enough to vent his anger, and he sunk the huge cemetery, and wiped out everyone's souls with one stick.

"It's pitiful that my Lord sacrificed himself to fight for all the people, but in the end, he didn't even leave a single bloodline heir to pass on."

Qitian stick is sad, angry and desolate.

The main body turned around and vented his anger again in the Qi family's mansion.

All the people in Linjiang County were frightened.

In the end, it was Zhang Yuqing who ended it and explained everything to the people of Linjiang County.

All the people also cursed the Qi family.

"It turns out this Qi family is so hateful."

"The Qi family, they don't deserve the surname Qi at all."

"It's a pity that the descendants of the real man were devoured by their servants."

"Hmph, I have long seen that this family is not a good person. They are full of evil and have no conscience. They only do things like giving birth to sons without buttholes. How can this be done by the descendants of real people."

For a time, the respected Qi family became a street rat that everyone in Linjiang County shouted at and reviled.

Zhang Yuqing and Qi Tiangun came to Hanyue Fucheng again.

Call Shangguan Hongxiu and Su Xuan, and tell them about the pros and cons of using the body as a furnace. As for the choice, it all depends on you.

Then!

Just when he was about to leave Hanyue Fucheng.

An obituary news spread throughout Fucheng.

"Lao Fujun died of serious injuries and passed away!"

This news made people tremble, and even plunged the entire city into a sad atmosphere. Everyone who heard this news burst into tears, wrapped themselves in plain clothes, and spontaneously bid farewell to the emperor.

At the same time, the new monarch also arrived at Hanyue Mansion the day before the obituary spread to stabilize the overall situation.

Zhang Yuqing glanced at Lao Fujun's funeral procession from a distance, and saw the old figure of the old layman, and sighed softly,
"The house leaks just because it rains all night!"

(End of this chapter)