Valkyrie Storm

Chapter 2169 The Hall of Heroes

In the evening of that day in the Hall of Heroes, the darkness of the night gradually spread from the horizon, covering a ray of sky under the celebration of the prosperous age.For this welcome, the Clan Affairs Council made sufficient preparations, and alluded to the festive atmosphere to ordinary people, distributing a large amount of food and wine, with the intention of celebrating the prince's return home with the whole people.

Needless to say, inside and outside the imperial palace, there are lights and festoons, glazed brilliance, and everything that can be mobilized inside and outside has been mobilized.Not only the prince is back, but also the high-level leaders of the Zhanmeng, the marshal and the head of the army of the demon spirit clan have also returned. Such a lineup should match the highest specifications, so there are a lot of busy and nervous figures interspersed in the atmosphere of universal celebration.

Tang Yan did not attend the welcome banquet immediately, and left quietly accompanied by Tang Yiyuan and Ma Yanwang.

They walked into the darkness, walked to the secret restricted area of ​​the imperial city, and walked to the silent and solemn ancestral hall - the Hall of Heroes.

It is located in a corner of the imperial city, with green trees and lush greenery, like an old manor.

Under the cover of night, it is drowsy, quiet, solemn and solemn.

The ancient city walls and thick trees are the monotonous melody of the manor.Stone soldiers and generals can be seen everywhere inside, standing proudly everywhere, watching all directions. They have been guarding here for tens of thousands of years, carrying the erosion of the years, silently guarding this solemn garden, guarding the buried heroic souls.

Outside the garden, it is heavily guarded and heavily guarded.

In the garden, there are no guards, no war beasts, no other living things except flowers, plants, trees, stone soldiers and stone corridors, and it looks extraordinarily quiet and depressing.

Leaning on crutches, Tang Yiyuan walked in front silently, along the quiet and winding tree-lined path, to the Hero Hall in the deepest part of the manor, where the hero monuments of the generals who died in battle were displayed, and the hero columns of the undead were sealed.

To be sealed in the Hall of Heroes, all of them have performed miracles and had endless brilliance during their lifetime. They are still admired by the people after death, and they are remembered by the whole family. Every hundred years of sacrificial ceremony, they will be remembered and worshipped again.

Being able to enter there is the highest honor of the Demon Spirit Clan after death.

Tang Yiyuan walked towards the Hall of Heroes with reverence and reverence, stopping every five steps, stopping every ten steps, solemnly every five steps, and bowing his head every ten steps.

Tang Yan and Ma Yanwang followed silently, imitating Tang Yiyuan, expressing the same awe.

These martyrs devoted themselves to the Yaoling clan, wrapped their corpses in horse leather for the Yaoling clan, and sacrificed their precious lives for the survival of the Yaoling clan. They are worthy of the memory of future generations and worthy of devotion.

This is an ordinary road, but it has walked out of the journey of the heart, as if it has brought people to the scene of heroic epics and the magnificent and turbulent elegy battlefield in the silence and tranquility.

After a long time, a dim palace appeared in sight.

It is not as majestic as imagined, nor as magnificent as expected, but an ordinary low building, like an enlarged black stone coffin, squatting darkly on the ancient stone platform.

In front of the main entrance of the palace, there are two giant braziers that are not extinguished all year round, burning blazingly, illuminating the night and dispelling the darkness.It is also like twinkling eyes, watching the incoming person coldly, silently overlooking the Wanzai Imperial City of the Demon Spirit Clan!

In front of the temple gate, a vicissitudes of life old man is sitting silently, leaning on a brazier, dozing off.

He was too old, with white hair, wrinkled face, skinny, and even sitting trembling, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

When Tang Yiyuan walked out of the shade of the forest and walked towards the stone platform, the old man seemed to have sensed something, and tried to open his old eyelids, and struggled to stand up.

"Old dean, please slow down." Tang Yiyuan rushed up to greet him, and carefully helped the old man up.

"I just heard him call... the old dean?" Tang Yan asked strangely.

King Ma Yan said: "He was the previous president of the Clan Affairs Council."

"what??"

"According to the clan regulations, the dean of the Clan Affairs Council or the Military Affairs Council will come to the ancestral hall to guard the spirit after leaving office until he dies of old age. At that time, the deans of the two courts will assign someone to take over according to the situation. But the recent few sessions are special. , the former dean of the Military Affairs Academy belonged to the battlefield where he died in battle. The Military Affairs Academy cannot do without Tang Fengye for the time being, and the Clan Affairs Academy cannot do without Tang Yiyuan due to various circumstances. Had to borrow the fire of the ancestral hall to continue his life, living with difficulty and reluctantly.

If you really want to count, he has been stationed here for many years, at least 5000 years, which is considered a relatively long time. "

"Oh." Tang Yan suddenly understood the meaning.The ancestral hall is very important. It not only guards the undead from ancient times and the present, but also guards many secrets of the Yaoling clan. It must be guarded by the most trusted people.The deans of the two houses are naturally qualified, and they must and can only be guarded by them.

"This is our prince?" The old dean stood up tremblingly, smiling and looking at Tang Yan in the audience.The eyes are vicissitudes but not cloudy, and the flashes of light are as bright as the stars in the night, unfathomable, so that people dare not look directly at them.

"I've seen the old dean!" Tang Yan bowed heavily in the audience and made a big gift.

"Old principal, long time no see." Ma Yanwang also saluted.

"It's all back, okay, okay. I can still see you come back in my lifetime, God treats me well." The old dean smiled very gently, but his fragile appearance seemed too weak. "Come on, let me take a look, take a good look."

Tang Yan and Ma Yanwang walked along the stone platform, and the joy and warmth of the old man also infected them.

The old man stared at Tang Yan's eyes with sparkling eyes, as if he couldn't get enough of seeing him, and wanted to imprint him firmly in his mind.His dry hands held Tang Yan's hand firmly, with great strength, like pliers.

Tang Yan was not used to this kind of intimacy at close range, but felt the enthusiasm of the old man, so it was hard to refuse, so he could only let him go.After a while, a tingling warmth emerged in the wrist, and spread along the arm to the whole body. You can feel that this force is constantly spreading, and it is distributed to all the branches of the meridians in the body, and it is distributed to all the muscles and bones. .

The power is warm and peaceful, but also sore and numb, unknowingly arousing bursts of hot sensation in the whole body, as if every cell and joint began to revive and become excited.

"It's Long Kui's aura. It's very pure. It's Long Kui. The late emperor succeeded, and the ancestor Long Kui was resurrected." The smile on the old headmaster's face deepened again. The luck of life.

"We came here to bury Amber. I brought back Amber's body, hoping that people can return to the ancestral hall." Tang Yan always remembered the agreement back then, to bring Amber back to the Yaoling clan and bury him in the ancestral hall. Here, give him the honor he deserves.

"Don't worry. Come in first and have a seat." The old dean dragged Tang Yan into the ancestral hall. He seemed to be really moved, and kept holding Tang Yan's hand and refused to let go.

The interior of the ancestral hall is dark and solemn, with heroic pillars standing everywhere. The area inside is much larger than imagined. There are thousands of heroic pillars scattered in the dim ancestral hall.

Each hero column is like a coffin, which seals the souls of the martyrs, or their bodies, or some relics left by those who have lost their souls.The surface of the cylinder is engraved with the natal monsters, lifelike, as if you can hear the faint roar of the beast, engraved with life stories, various, as detailed as an autobiography.

In addition, there is the most important hero column, which not only seals the remains of the martyrs, but also seals the soul and blood of the monsters that were born in their lifetimes, existing in the form of complete beast shadows.This is the most precious relic left by the martyrs. Although he died, he separated himself and released the demon spirit before he died, hoping that someone in the future generations will accept the inheritance and continue his legend again.

This kind of hero column is the most carefully preserved, but the number is not too many. After all, the heroes of the demon spirit clan rarely die normally.

"There are a total of 680 hero pillars in the ancestral hall, and most of the heroes from ancient times to the present are buried. Entering the Hall of Heroes is not based on strength, but on life deeds. There are saints, semi-saints, and venerables here. "The old dean took Tang Yan's hand and introduced it as he walked.

Tang Yiyuan and Ma Yanwang followed behind. Tang Yiyuan came here often, but Ma Yanwang came in for the first time. In the past hundred years of sacrificial ceremonies, they were all outside the ancestral hall, so they couldn't see clearly what was going on inside.

He walked past the hero pillars, remembering the former martyrs, and looked around the internal layout of the Hall of Heroes.The dark walls are neat and deep, engraved with all kinds of monsters, lifelike, as fine as a hair, as if they could jump out at any time, more three-dimensional than those on the stone wall outside the ancestral hall.The broad roof is arched, like the top of the sky, thick with mist, and the influence inside is faintly visible. According to rumors, it depicts the beginning of the demon spirit clan. It has continued from ancient times to the present, and has recorded a lot of earth-shattering deeds. It has also witnessed the rise and fall of the Yaoling clan many times.

"Young master, do you know how many emperors our demon spirit clan has experienced? How many times have we experienced prosperity and decline?" The old dean led Tang Yan to the deepest part. There is the largest stone pillar in the depths of the ancestral hall, reaching the top of the ancestral hall.

(End of this chapter)