Raiders of the Empress: My Empress is Too Small

Chapter 1696 Everyone Has a Story
The people of the tribe were very happy to hear the news. For most people, the supernatural power is not that important. Many people in the village have never learned any supernatural skills, and most of them are the same as the outsiders. .

This identity has bound them for generations, and now they are freed.

Elder Bei touched the towering meteorite gate and cried, "This is the painstaking effort of our ancestors for thousands of years, Leng Jiao, what face do you have to meet your ancestors?"

It turned out that the ancestor's boudoir was named Leng Jiao, and Mingyou looked at her as if she was doing something that had nothing to do with him, indifferent and without the slightest emotion.

"Does the ancestors have the face to these living souls trapped in the temple? Does the ancestors have the face to meet the goddesses? The goddesses of all ages have taken it as their duty to protect all things and the Wuling clan, but in the end, how did the clansman treat them?

I have been here for more than 200 years. I have seen the decline and rise of the Wuling clan in the book, and I have seen the clansman farming for generations. Without the Goddess Temple, the clansmen can still survive on their own labor. Isn’t what you are doing is outrageous? ? "

The old ancestor didn't bother to explain to the stubborn old ones, and said, "Take me in for a walk, I have something to tell you."

Mingyou nodded, and helped her into the Goddess Hall together.

"Speaking of which, this is the first time I have entered the Goddess Palace! In the past, I just listened to the records in the book, or the girl Leng Yue told me briefly..."

Mingyou helped her look around, "After all, you still know my mother, you recognized me from the first sight."

The old ancestor shook his head and touched the surrounding pillars, "How could I not recognize you? I recognized you from the first moment you came here. I knew it was the fate of the Wuling clan, and no one could escape it."

As he spoke, he shook his head self-consciously, "That's fine, my old bones have witnessed the honor and disgrace of the Wuling clan, so it's not in vain to come to this world."

With the help of the candlelight inside, Mingyou also followed her to carefully look at the things in the hall.The old ancestor smiled, "It seems that your mother is more skilled, and the divination of God's will is more accurate. She expected this day early, although she made a bet with me, but she put away everything that should be received by the Goddess Palace. The palace is empty, there is nothing left."

After going to the library, the ancestor touched the scrolls one by one with his rough hands, and sighed, "This is the soul of the entire clan. The reason why the Wuling clan has been higher than other clans for thousands of years is not only because of spiritual power. , it is the crystallization of wisdom left by the ancestors from generation to generation. But the more obsessed with relying on spiritual power, the most precious things are thrown away."

Ming You secretly admires that although he is more than 200 years old, he lives more clearly than anyone else.There is a kind of everyone is drunk and I am alone.Climbing all the way to the seventh floor and resting several times, Mingyou took her to look far away.

"The sun has risen, and the sun's light will shine on the earth, and all the sins and indifference of the past will disappear. You see, Tengyun Village is still that peaceful village."

Mingyou followed her line of sight, looking at the mountain village in the distance, there was still smoke rising from the kitchen, which seemed to be a touch of immortality in the clouds.

"Old ancestor, why do you hate this goddess hall so much!"

The old ancestor looked at Tengyun Village and sighed quietly. Just when Mingyou thought she hadn't heard, she said, "Because I am also a victim. I was young when I heard the aunt who came back from the village talk about Hongchen. The secular world is also very yearning.

(End of this chapter)