Immortal Clan: Starting from Managing a Blessed Land

The news was sent back to Shangjia.

At the same time, the old patriarch's life lamp went out, which proved beyond doubt.

Shang Haoran wanted to kill the thief and contacted Yao Zuyao.

But the other party was tactful and evaded responsibility. He only wanted Shang Haoran to take the lead, so he had to give up.

The old patriarch blew himself up this time to maintain the balance of the situation with his own life.

The plan had been made long ago to delay Hu Xueleng with the golden blood poison.

This kind of blood poison is extremely difficult to cure. Even if it is cured, it will take at least several years or more to concentrate on treatment.

The purpose is obvious, hoping that during this period of time, Shang Haoran will be promoted to the middle stage of foundation building, or the second foundation building will appear in Shangjia.

Regardless of whether it can be achieved.

At least the old patriarch Shang Rucai has devoted himself to Shangjia until his death.

The news was announced.

Shangjia was in grief and held a funeral for the old patriarch.

One day later.

The ancestral temple of Shangjia was solemn and shrouded in a sad atmosphere.

The sun shines through the clouds, casting a faint light, like a wisp of fine silk.

Around the ancestral hall, ancient trees are towering.

The branches and leaves sway, making a rustling sound.

In the ancestral hall, candlelight flickers and incense curls.

In front of the spirit tablet, there is a portrait of the old patriarch, with a kind and majestic old face.

In front of the portrait, there are clusters of flowers and abundant fruits, expressing the clan members' respect and grief for the old patriarch.

The clan members, dressed in mourning, with sad faces, stand quietly in the ancestral hall.

At this time, the atmosphere in the ancestral hall is particularly solemn, and the air is filled with a sad atmosphere.

The light is dim, the color is monotonous, there are only white plain clothes and swaying candlelight, which is depressing and heavy.

The old patriarch is dead.

The white-haired, old and frail old man always smiles kindly and is amiable.

He sacrificed his life for the family.

The main beam collapsed.

Shang Yue'er and other elders had eyes full of sadness and hesitation about the future.

Shang Yangde sobbed softly, his voice like a mosquito, echoing in the silent ancestral temple.

The new head of the family, Shang Haoran, held the Ten Directions Slashing Golden Sword in his hand, and stood in front of the tablet in the ancestral temple with a sad face.

His figure was as tall as a mountain, and the sword was shining coldly.

Shang Haoran took a deep breath, slowly unfolded a letter, and read it in a low and firm voice:

"This is the last letter written by the old head of the family before he passed away"

My Shang family relatives:

When you read this letter, I am afraid that I have already died and my soul has returned to heaven and earth.

At this moment, I am writing with my remaining strength.

Don't be sad for me, people will always die.

I just hope that my death can help the family.

Looking back on the past, I was born in a family, and I was blessed by the family since I was a child. I was blessed with spiritual roots and embarked on the road to immortality.

When I was twenty, I was determined to bring honor to my family.

I never thought that I would have such a rough life.

At the age of sixty, I still hadn't achieved anything.

I tried twice to build my foundation in seclusion, but failed twice.

Disheartened, I tried again at the age of seventy, but succeeded.

My grandmother was delighted, so she passed on the position of head of the family to me.

At that time, I felt deeply blessed by God, and I also knew that the family had high hopes for me.

So I swore that I would devote my life to the family until my death!

After a hundred years in charge of the family, I know that I am stupid and have limited talents.

I have to keep the burden of the family in mind at all times, and put the interests of the family first in everything.

Facing the threat of the Hu family, I and the elders worked hard to plan countermeasures and try to maintain the peace of the family.

However, we failed to completely resolve the crisis, and the traitors of the Hu family infiltrated, causing the family to fall into difficulties again and again.

I felt guilty.

Fortunately, Haoran, Shangting and other family members are young and promising, far better than me. Successfully built a foundation and temporarily eased the crisis.

Looking back on my life, although I tried my best, I always felt powerless.

It was like this when I took over the family, and it was still like this when I was about to leave.

I am ashamed of the heroic spirits of my ancestors and the trust of my clan members.

It is my fault.

I am 173 years old in vain. Although I have great ambitions and passions, I have not been able to create a peaceful and prosperous external environment for the family.

I am heartbroken that the clan members have suffered from the war.

However, my Shang family members are all brave and fearless.

I believe that after my death, the family will rise from the predicament and revive the family reputation in the hands of Haoran and Xiaoting!

Now I am about to say goodbye, and I dare not expect too much.

I only hope that my Shang family members will be safe and prosperous.

I hope that I can be a Shang family member again in my next life to make up for the regrets of this life.

Shang Rucai.

Shang Haoran read slowly.

The calm voice echoed inside and outside the ancestral temple, and every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of the clan members.

When the last sentence was read, the clan members in the hall had already been in unbearable grief and wept like rain.

Shang Haoran inherited the position of the head of the family and said resolutely:

"We should inherit the will of the old patriarch, unite as one, work together, overcome all difficulties, wipe out the Hu and Yao families, unify the Huangyan Mountains, and revive the past glory!"

"Yes!"

Inside and outside the ancestral temple, the elders led the family members and kowtowed one after another.

After reading, Shang Haoran folded the letter carefully and put it in his arms.

He looked at the portrait of the old patriarch again, and then at the ancestral tablets arranged in order.

Shang Haoran immediately felt the heavy responsibility like a mountain and the expectation like a sea.

From today on, the thousand-year inheritance of the Shang family is truly on his shoulders.

Shang Haoran had thousands of thoughts and words in his mind, but in the end, they only converged into one sentence:

"It's my turn."

At this time, the family elder Shang Guangtian presented Shang Rucai's ancestral tablet.

The new family head Shang Haoran will be presented to the ancestral temple, alongside the ancestors.

The posthumous title on it clearly reads · Shang Zhonggong.

The Shang family has been passed down for thousands of years, and the ancestors of one generation have established a unique rule.

After the death of each family head, the family elders must summarize his life and establish a posthumous title.

Shang Rucai's posthumous title is "Zhong", which means loyalty and selflessness, and risking his life.

It affirms his loyalty and responsibility throughout his life, and is a beautiful posthumous title.

At this time, Shang Ting, who was in the same row with a group of family elders and even stood at the top, quietly looked at the eight ancestral tablets on the ancestral temple.

There were eight generations of family heads, and their posthumous titles, names, and realms were written down.

Shang Ting first looked at the first one, that is, his second life.

It was written on it:

First generation of family head: Shang Taizu·Shang Tianyi, peak of the golden elixir.

As it should be.

The second generation of the head of the family: Shang Gaozong·Shang Zhongli, late Jindan.

Shang Ting thought to himself:

"After the eldest and second brothers, the third brother Zhongli also achieved the Jindan and became the head of the family!"

"It seems that after my death, the business of the year has developed well."

He looked at the third and fourth generation of the head of the family.

The third generation of the head of the family: Shang Xuanzong·Shang Yin, middle stage of Huashen!

"What?!"

Shang Ting was stunned and almost thought he had seen it wrong.

It's not the middle stage of Yuanying, it's the middle stage of Huashen!

I thought I was the peak of the Shang family, and then I declined all the way.

Unexpectedly, there was a great Huashen among the descendants of the Shang family!

In other words, in the more than 900 years after his death, the Shang family not only did not gradually decline, but actually climbed all the way to the Huashen fairy clan!

Suddenly, the tablet of the fourth generation came into view: Shang Zhaogong·Shang Qi, early stage of foundation building.

Shang Ting:?

Shang Yin, what did you do?