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Chapter 569 The Mystery of the Ancestral Hall
During the waiting time, I couldn't help asking the empress Daozu again.

"Your Majesty, what kind of person is Daozu?"

"How should I say this, everyone has him in their hearts." The empress thought for a while and said.

Everyone has a Dao ancestor in their hearts. For the little Jian Jia in the phantom entrance, the Dao ancestor is like a teacher or a father.

To Liufeng Tianzun, Daozu is an elegant Taoist priest.That's why she was given an extremely elegant name, Liufenghuixue.

It seems as if the sun is covered by light clouds, and the snow is as ethereal as the flowing wind.

The Taoist ancestor in the eyes of Po Jun is unparalleled in chivalry, killing a person in ten steps, and never staying behind for a thousand miles.Because they first met in Caiyun City, where they fought bloody monsters for seven days and seven nights.

In the eyes of greedy wolves, the Daoist ancestor is amazingly talented, mysterious and treacherous, with no one before and no one to come after.

In the eyes of monsters, dead souls, and spirits, Daozu is their savior.The Dharma spreads the Six Paths, teaches all living beings how to practice, and saves them from disasters.

Without the Patriarch of Demon Dao, there would not be the current Yaozu, nor would there be the current cultivation of dead souls.There will be no Qingqiu Fox, no Bai Wuya, no Bei Mingxiu, no Helian Xiaoyao who was conferred by a scholar...

The five elements travel freely with me, and all living beings in the four seas are destined.The long road and the majestic pass are as real as iron, and the nameless palace is full of good words.

Thinking of the great achievements left by Taoist ancestors, I am filled with emotion.

Although my kendo attainments have already surpassed Daozu, but I will never be able to match his charisma and the spirit of teaching the Six Paths.

"Your Majesty, in your eyes, what kind of person is Daozu?" I asked.

"In Guyan's eyes, he is of course an unparalleled gentleman in the world. Li Bai, Song Yu, Sima Xiangru, all of them can't compare. A piece of innocence, thousands of heart marks, don't ask me, how is the sword!"

The empress commented on Daozu, her eyebrows and eyes stretched, and there was a smile on the corner of her mouth.

From her words, I seemed to see a majestic, tall and elegant man walking in the world, using the most unrestrained swordsmanship to write glorious poems through the ages.

"It seems that I will never be able to compare with him in this life." I said with a sigh.

"You don't need to compare with him, because you were not born in that era. Current events make heroes, and the demon disciples at that time needed a stunning talent to lead them to stand proudly in the world." Empress Jiuyou said.

"Now?" I asked.

"Now the Dao of Demons needs a patriarch of the Dao of Demons who will make the Dao of Demons immortal in the world forever. It is easy to achieve success, but it is difficult to succeed; it is easy to succeed, but it is difficult to keep it; it is easy to keep it, but it is difficult to end it. Xie Lan, you are as great as him."

From the moment I took charge of the Mo Dao Soul Banner, I knew that I would never be as great as him.For a long time, I have been following in his footsteps, leading the disciples of the Demonic Dao to go forward with heavy fear.

There have been moments of overwhelm, and moments of faltering will.

However, in the end I gritted my teeth and persisted.

Because I love the magic way, I am willing to give up all the courage in my life for the evocative magic way disciples.

Fortunately, along the way, I have never let them down.The magic way is invincible in all battles, and finally jumped out of the destiny chessboard, even the way of heaven can do nothing.

There is my credit for this, but the biggest contributors are those eternally popular demonic disciples.

The Patriarch of Demon Dao is great enough, but it is precisely because he is too great that if he walks too far ahead alone, even Po Jun and Tan Lang can't keep up with his footsteps.

But I am different. Since the reappearance of the evil way in this world, I have grown up with them, experienced life and death battles one after another, and crossed one realm after another.

3000 years ago, there were only five heavenly deities in the Demonic Dao, but today there are so many talents in the Demonic Way, and they can all follow me to fight against the void of the universe.

When I was talking about Taoist ancestors with the empress, four people came out of Cangwu village.

The leader was an old man in a blue gown, with white hair all over his head.Leaning on a cane, he faltered.Followed by two middle-aged people on the left and right, a man and a woman, both dressed as peasants, it seems that they should be husband and wife.Followed by a girl, about fifteen or sixteen years old.

It was dusk at this time, and the twilight was just beginning to rise, and the smoke was curling up, creating a sense of tranquility.

I stood there and watched them come.

"As early as many years ago, I heard that there was a great patriarch in the Demonic Way, named Xie Lan." The old man walked up to me and said, looking at me.

"Ghosts and gods are dark, think about yourself." I read out the prophecy, officially revealing my identity.

After the end of the Dharma-ending Era, the world no longer shy away from talking about ghosts and gods.

When the Jade Emperor fell, the Three Realms cried bitterly, and when the Ziwei Emperor fell, the stars dimmed. These human races could all feel it.

Demons and ghosts, ghost soldiers and ghost generals, gods descend to the realm, and demons dance wildly.

These existences that were not recognized in the Dharma-ending Era have now been accepted by the human race, and even the battle of the Conferred Gods has become a topic of discussion after dinner.

Among all the forces in the Three Realms, the Demonic Dao is undoubtedly the most talkative one.

Throughout the entire human world, there are the most wars in the magic way.

Kongming Mountain, Cold Desolation, Outside the Pass, Xiaobai Mountain, Shanhai Pass, Taiyin Mountain, Helan Mountain...

Every bloody battle affects the nerves of the human race, and my name spreads all over the world.

In the battle of Guixu, I swung my sword to return to the ruins, killing countless armies of the underworld, and countless demons from hell.Although the human race will not know the details of this war, they do know the final result.

Yinsi and Nvwa allied forces to attack the ancestral court of the Demon Dao and return to the ruins, and finally returned in a disastrous defeat.

According to folklore, Xie Lan, the patriarch of the Demon Dao, even dared to disobey the law of heaven, and will bring his disciples to fight against the heavens in the future.

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

I thought I was famous enough that I was even the master of today's guardian Xie Yun.However, after I revealed my identity, I didn't see any fluctuations in the expression on the old man's face.

Although the two middle-aged men were a little surprised, they didn't realize much.Only the girl stared at me with burning eyes, looking a little excited.

"I don't know why the patriarch of the devil's way came to Cangwu village?" the old man asked.

"This is his hometown, and I'm here to visit his birthplace," I said.

"I don't know who he is that the Patriarch of the Demon Dao said?" Although the expression of the old man looked the same, his tone had changed.

"The patriarch of the sect of magic."

The old man was silent, and his arm on crutches began to tremble slightly.

Immediately afterwards, his whole body began to tremble.

His expression also changed, and he lost all his composure.

"Father, is what he said true?" the middle-aged man asked.

"Grandpa, speak quickly, is what he said true?" the girl asked excitedly.

The old man did not answer their words, neither affirming nor denying.

He glanced at me with a complicated expression, and said, "I don't know if the legend left by my ancestors is true, but there should be something you want to know in the ancestral hall of Cangwu Village, come with me."

Cangwu Village is built on the mountain, and the houses are low and mostly made of wood.

The village has a small population, only about a hundred households.It was the evening meal time, and they could be seen eating in the courtyard through the chai gate. The whole family was sitting in a circle, enjoying themselves happily.

If you put aside the things related to the ancestor of the demonic way, this place is actually no different from other mountain villages, except that it is a bit more conservative and does not like to contact outsiders.

The ancestral hall is at the innermost part of the village, built on the hillside, and covered by dense forests outside.

The layout of this village seems to be to cover the existence of the ancestral hall. If the old man did not lead us here, we would not have thought that there would be such an ancestral hall here.

The style of the ancestral hall is very old. It is built of black stone with no visible material. After years of wind and rain, the dark stone has a metallic luster.

The stone door was tightly closed, the cracks in the door were covered with dust, and it hadn't been opened for many years.

It is said to be an ancestral hall, but it is actually more like a courtyard, like someone's home many years ago.

The biggest secret of Cangwu Village is this ancestral hall, because the most important point in the ancestral precepts is that no one can open the ancestral hall. All descendants of the Xie family must ensure the safety of the ancestral hall, and no outsiders can touch it.

Otherwise, all the people in Cangwu Village will die, and after death, they will be thrown into the [-]th hell and never be reborn.

No one knows what is in the ancestral hall. Only the previous patriarchs will know some legends related to the ancestral hall that ordinary villagers do not know.

After countless millennia, even they doubted the veracity of the legend.

However, the ancestral precepts are still preserved and have evolved into a tradition.

Tradition itself is worthy of respect. When this tradition is accompanied by severe warnings, it will become a mysterious cultural belief.

It is precisely because of this mysterious cultural belief that it has influenced the principles of life and conduct of the villagers of Cangwu Village for countless thousands of years, allowing them to live in a corner and avoid contact with outsiders easily.

Although in the past hundred years, many people in the village have gone out of the mountains to live a modern life in the outside world, but no one has ever come back to destroy this mysterious belief culture.

On the contrary, these people who have gone out will especially admire this culture, and they are more respectful of the ancestral hall.This place of peace of mind is my hometown. Although the world is big, they can only get peace of mind in Cangwu Village.

Don't worry about the present, don't be afraid of the future.

……

Now, my people are standing in front of the stone gate of the ancestral hall.

Behind me are all the villagers of Cangwu Village, and the Empress is standing with them.

I knew they were all staring at me, in different ways.

There are excitement, confusion, hidden worries, expectations, but more anxiety.

Sometimes the mystery itself is worthy of respect, and not everyone likes to reveal the mystery.

But since I am here, the ancestral hall must be opened.

Because this is the place where the life of the Patriarch of the Devil Dao originated, no matter how long the ancestral hall exists, it is all waiting for my arrival.

Only here can I merge with the life trajectory of the ancestor of the devil, master the complete power of destiny, and become the real child of destiny.

The dusty stone door was pushed open by me with a creak, followed by a sigh in my heart.

"Ghosts and gods are dark, think about yourself."

(End of this chapter)