by Aixia Deyu
At the same time, she also knew that the relationship between the Pu, Lei, and Situ families was extremely tense. Especially because of him, it was very likely that his family would suffer a double blow. He felt guilty in his heart.
That night, Pu Yuelin suddenly summoned all the members of the clan and announced his sacrifice!
When this news came out, the entire clan stirred up quite a bit of chaos. Closing the door, everyone, including Han Chen, gathered in the backyard.
In the rear courtyard, several incense tables were filled with offerings. Usually, these sacrifices would be made during the day, while for Pu Jia, it was at night. This made Han Chen feel somewhat surprised.
Directly opposite the counter was a craggy rock garden. Shen Yu said to Han Chen in a low voice, "Because we have to hide it from others, the ancestor's sculpture is placed at the bottom of the fake mountain."
Han Chen couldn't help but laugh. Even though Shen Yu had already told this secret to an outsider like him, she wasn't afraid of revealing it to others. However, the people of the Pu Jia now all treated Han Chen as their family's young master, unless a few people knew the truth. The others really thought that Han Chen had gotten Shen Yu's stomach.
Pu Yuelin took the lead and stood in front of the incense table, followed by Pu Yuehua and the clan elders. Next were some of the more important disciples.
"I am the unfilial son of the Moon Forest. I have disturbed the ancestors. Please forgive me." Pu Yuelin's face turned serious, he ordered three incense sticks of time and bowed three times.
was even more confused in his heart. According to common sense, worshipping a ancestor could be said to buge event for every family. If he did not offer sacrifices to the ancestors, then he would be guilty. But Pu Yuelin was the complete opposite. To him, offering sacrifices to the ancestor had instead become a mistake that disturbed his ancestors. What was the secret behind it? How curious.
"To pay homage to our ancestors! All members of our clan kneel and kowtow!" A middle-aged man dressed as a deacon shouted.
Everyone present kneeled down. Only Han Chen stood at his original spot, thinking that this was not his ancestor, and he himself was not from Pu Jia, so he shouldn't need to kneel!
When the deacon saw this, he could not help but frown and continued, "May Young Master Han Chen kneel and kowtow in respect to our ancestor."
Young Master? Han Chen almost vomited a mouthful of blood when he heard his address him. However, when they saw the gazes coming at them, they had no choice but to bite the bullet and kneel down.
Shen Yu endured her laughter and whispered, "Sorry, I will compensate you for your mental loss, hehe."
The corner of Han Chen's eyes twitched, he had the urge to strangle the other party. He muttered to himself, "Han Family Ancestor. I will definitely not be willing to do what I did today."
"Kowtow!"
"Kowtow twice!"
"Kowtow three times!"
With the Enforcer's loud voice, Han Chen gritted his teeth and completed the huge ceremony of kneeling down and bowing. Needless to say, it was full of reluctance.
After another set of complicated courtesies, everyone stood up. Patriarch Pu Yuelin's expression was extremely solemn. There was even a hint of fanaticism. He walked around the table and arrived in front of the fake mountain. He first stomped his left foot three times, then his right foot twice.
Rumble rumble rumble!
Under numerous hopeful gazes, a stone door slowly opened up on the fake mountain. A pitch-black cave entrance appeared before everyone's eyes.
Han Chen was secretly surprised. Pu Yuelin then displayed the method to enter in public. Presumably, he would change it not long later.
"All Qi Condensation and above disciples, follow me down." Pu Yuelin turned around and shouted.
It was obvious that there was a slight disturbance. Those who were at the Qi Condensation stage or above all had an unconcealable joy on their faces. Even Pu Yuehua and the other elders were no exception.
What benefits would there be? Will there be so many people who can't control it?
"I, I don't want to go." A clear voice witinge of weakness sounded, their gazes swept over, who else could it be other than Shen Yu?
Pu Yuelin was both angry and angry for his daughter. "They can't be doted on, but they get angry because their teeth are itching." "Yu'er, you're not allowed to mess around in front of our ancestors."
Shen Yu's small hands tightly gripped her clothes as she kicked out with her foot. She lowered her head and said in a small voice, "I really don't want to go.
"You."
"Alright, alright, big brother." Pu Yuehua immediately stopped Pu Yuelin who was about to flare up, "Yu'er, if you don't want to go, then don't! In front of the elders of our ancestors, do not be angry. "
After bringing out his ancestors, Pu Yuelin had no choice but to give up. Taking a deep breath, he snorted and took the lead to walk into the passage. Pu Yuehua and a few elders followed closely behind, as Qi Condensation disciples entered one after another.
Before the ancestors were sacrificed, Pu Yuelin passed the matters of the clan to the other clan elders. After all, someone must stay behind to take charge. Those disciples who had not reached Qi Refining, besides feeling pity, they also secretly shook their heads at Shen Yu. Such a good opportunity, yet it was not cherished at all.
"Young Master, please come in as well!" The deacon from before gestured for Han Chen to enter.
"Hmm?" Han Chen was startled, he looked at Shen Yu then pointed to himself, "Can I also go in?"
"Heh heh, of course. You are the Young Master of my Pu Jia, so you are naturally a part of the family. "
Hearing the deacon's words, even Shen Yu's beautiful face couldn't help but turn red, as her beautiful eyes rippled faintly. "If you want to go, then go!"
Chapter 37 - Ancestors of the Pu Jia
Han Chen followed the group of disciples from Pu Jia into the fake mountain, which waathway that led downwards. It was a winding stair, and the steps beneath his feet were made of bluestone, hard and cold.
Pu Yuelin, Pu Yue Hua and a few elders were walking in front, leading a group of disciples as they slowly entered into a basement. The interior of the room was quite spacious. It could accommodate two or three hundred people without getting crowded.
It was heaped with solid marble, and its walls were inlaid with luminous pearls.
Han Chen was secretly curious, what was going on inside? Ancestral ancestor of the Pu Jia, what kind of power was hidden in Pu Miling's sculpture? All of these made him feel a sense of anticipation.
Soon, they reached the end of the basement. Up ahead, there was actually a stone door. Pu Yuelin personally pushed the stone door open, his face full of great respect and respect.
"This basement, it seems that the Pu Jia has spent a lot of effort." Han Chen muttered.
After entering the second chamber, the area was much wider. Han Chen immediately saw a "special sculpture" that was closest to the innermost area. The reason why it was special was because the statue was especially real. It could even be called a 'doll'.
The color was extremely good, almost likeal person's, wearing a substantial gold robe, if not for Han Chen having a preconceived idea, it would have been a statue. Otherwise, they would have treated him as a living person.
The curiosity in his heart made Han Chen seriously size up the ancestor of the Pu Jia. He was a very handsome middle-aged man, so handsome that he looked like a demon! Long eyebrows, long and narrow eyes, a tall nose, a smile on his face, and two upturned lips.
Pu Miling! She was just like the name, witint of evil.
Not only Han Chen, practically an absolute large number of Pu Jia disciples were looking at the ancestor's sculpture with astonished eyes! None of them could have imagined that the statue of their ancestors would be so exquisite. It was so exquisite that it was no different from a living person.
What was even more unexpected was that Pu Miling wa
s such a devilishly handsome man. Even Pu Yuelin, this beautiful young man who was famous in Star Lin City, had lost his luster in front of him.
Pu Yuelin reverently walked in front of the statue, bowed his head and chanted, "Pu Jia ancestor, junior Pu Yuelin is useless, causing his family to fall into deep water. I hope that our ancestors will show their true spirit and save our clan from fire and water. "
"We hope that our ancestors will show their true spirit and save our clan from fire and water." Pu Yuehua and the other elders also lowered their heads and earnestly recited.
The others watched the scene quietly, but the solemn look on their faces was obvious. Then, Pu Yuelin opened up his right hand and used the nail of his thumb to swipe at the tip of his index finger.
A small hole was ripped open, and a drop of bright red blood flowed out. With a lift, the drop of blood floated into the air. The same was true for Pu Yuehua and the other elders. Each of them squeezed out a drop of blood from their mouths and allowed it to hover in midair.
The blood of future generations was sacrificed to their ancestors? Han Chen squinted his eyes as he became even more confused.
At that moment, something surprising happened. Only to see that the eyes of the statue were actually emitting a strong golden light. Following that, Pu Yuelin and the others' blood all gathered together, fusing together and forming a small flower of blood.
Everyone present was completely shocked by this scene. Even Han Chen was nervous, was the inheritance power that Pu Miling had left behind truly hidden in the sculpture?
The light in the eyes of the sculpture became increasingly bright as an Aurora flashed across it. The blood flower burst open without any warning, and in the next moment, a wave of powerful force, like the tidewater, spread out with the sculpture as the center, directly engulfing Pu Yuelin, Pu Yue Hua and the rest of the people present.
Although this power was strong, it was relatively gentle. Han Chen could clearly feel that power was seeping into his body and quickly improving his physique. He could clearly see that his strength was increasing at an alarming rate.
"What's going on?" Han Chen turned his head to look at the people around him, only to realize that they were all brimming with joy and enjoyment.
This was the power left behind by the ancestors of the Pu Jia? Han Chen slowly gave up resisting and allowed the energy to enter his body.
The entire basement was enveloped in a dense golden light, and very quickly, the distance and line of sight between people was separated. Everyone felt that they were the only ones left in this world.
The inner courtyard of Pu Jia.
In the blink of an eye, it was already the fifth day after the ancestral worship ceremony. Pu Jia also sealed up the inside and outside of his house, refusing to see any guests or allow anyone to go out. This caused many suspicions and rumors to arise in the outside world. The Lei and Situ Families naturally sent spies over to investigate, but they found nothing.
The moon was up and Shen Yu was sitting alone in the pavilion with her back against the railing of the bench. The white muslin like moonlight shone diagonally on her pretty face, like a beautiful fairy.
"I wonder how Han Chen and the rest are doing?"
Shen Yu softly muttered in the eyes of others. Obtaining the strength of an ancestor was an extremely desirable thing. However, she insisted on not going down. It was very thought-provoking. Shen Yu sighed, she raised her head, with a look of confusion in her eyes. An image involuntarily appeared in her mind.
In the image, it was an abnormally handsome man, so handsome that he looked slightly demonic! Beneath his feet were corpses, humans, magical beasts, and some other species she had never seen before. Like a man with wings. It was like a lion head witair of flesh-winged monsters on its back.
Corpses and bones piled up like mountains, and a river of blood flowed! That devilish man was at the peak of the corpse mountain. The aura he emitted was like that of a savage beast in the wilderness, filled with a cold intent to kill.
As for the handsome devilish man, he stared fixedly at Shen Yu with both of his eyes. Shen Yu trembled, feeling fear from the bottom of her heart. It was as if he was the most terrifying species in time.
However, the next moment, the man actually smiled, although it was a gentle smile. But in Shen Yu's eyes, it was like a smile from the god of death.
These scenes were the dreams Shen Yu had when she was young because she liked to play and sneaked into the fake mountain in the backyard alone.
Normally, afteerson's dream, they would forget about the scene in a moment. But this dream seemed to have taken root in Shen Yu's mind, and no matter what, she could not forget it.
She clearly remembered the words Pu Miling had told her in her dreams, "My blood flows in your body.
In the secret room.
The disciples of the Pu Jia and Han Chen were all immersed in the wonderful feeling of their power increasing. It was as if the distance between people had been cut off, leaving only himself in the world.
Just then, Han Chen's mind shook violently, a great fear surging out from his heart. Opening his eyes, he saw an extremely frightening scene.
A sea of blood. The sky was dark, the earth was dark, and the sun and moon were dark. The air was filled with the thick smell of blood. In the air, the ancestor of the Pu Jia looked at him witair of cold and detached eyes.
Suddenly, the statue's eyes blinked slightly. Han Chen's heart also tightened at the same time, his scalp instantly went numb, "Is thaeal person?"
Endless malevolent aura swept out from Pu Miling's body. The sea of blood surged up into the sky. Han Chen stood on the surface of the sea like a lonely boat that could be engulfed by the ocean's tides at any time.
Real people? Pu Miling? The ancestors of the Pu Jia?
One after another of doubts gushed out from Han Chen's heart, and his back was covered in cold sweat. It was clearly a sculpture, but Pu Yuelin and the others treated it as if it was their ancestor.
Crash! * A blood colored wave came over and pulled Han Chen into the sea of blood. The stench from his nose almost suffocated him. Within the sea, there were countless corpses. Humans, magical beasts, and even some strange races whose names could not be determined.
Han Chen's pupils shrank, and what entered his eyes was that strange, handsome face of Pu Miling. There was only a gap between their fingers.
"Nine Revolutions God Slaughtering Technique!"
In Pu Miling's mouth, she spoke a few words indifferently. His voice was ethereal, but it was still as frightening as a giant hammer in Han Chen's heart and eardrums.
What? What was the Nine Revolutions God Slaughtering Technique?
Han Chen had never been so afraid before, and felt that he was about to suffocate. Soon after, he suddenly discovered that there was another piece of information in his mind, and he hadn't had the chance to check it yet. He felt as if his shoulders were being forcefully shaken.
"Han Chen, wake up!"
Han Chen's body shook violently, and he instantly opened his eyes. What he saw was Pu Wei's gaze filled with concern, while Pu Yuelin, Pu Yuehua and the others were all standing around him, while he himself sat cross-legged on the ground.
"Han Chen, are you alright? Your face is so ugly? "
"Me?" Han Chen's face was pale white, his entire body was drenched in sweat. On the other hand, the others all seemed to be brimming with energy and vitality. "Especially Patriarch Pu Yuelin, his entire being radiated with a strong aura. I, I'm fine. "
"Heh heh, that's true. All of our powers have been raised, why are you acting like you just lost your soul? "
"Is that so?" Han Chen's heart was startled, but after inspecting it, his gloomy eyes lit up, and he exclaimed in surprise: "I seem to have reached the fifth stage of Qi Refining."
Outside the fake mountain in the backyard, the people of Pu Jia had been waiting for a long time now.
"Look, it's coming out." With a cry of alarm, everyone became
excited. Patriarch Pu Yuelin was the first to appear, and the aura being emitted by him was even more intense than before.
"Patriarch, congratulations on breaking through the morphogenesis, haha." A sharp-eyed elder hurriedly stepped forward to offer his congratulations.
Hearing these words, the atmosphere in the stadium rose up involuntarily. Pu Yuelin who was originally at the ninth stage of the mastery had now become a morphogenesis Ranker, what did the Pu Jia fear from the Lei and Situ Families?
Pu Yuelin's face similarly carried a few traces of excitement. He had been waiting for this day for a long time. Pu Yuehua, who was behind him, was also quite happy. Previously, his mastery was at the eighth level, but now, his mastery was at the ninth level. Even the Lei and Situ Clans Patriarchs were only mediocre.
All of the disciples from the fake mountain came out one by one. There was a smile on each of their faces.
"Han Chen." Amongst the crowd, Shen Yu spotted Han Chen at a glance, and asked with wide eyes filled with astonishment, "Why are you in such a sorry state?"
Han Chen shook his head helplessly, and spread out his hands: "I don't know either."
"Then did your strength increase?"
"Hmph." Pu Yuelin, who was not far away, snorted coldly and said snappily, "You only know how to take care of others, and you don't even want this father anymore?"
Shen Yu stuck out her tongue, and muttered softly, "Didn't you already reach the morphogenesis?!"
"You."
"Alright, alright. Uncle, you should be happy today. Don't be angry, haha." Pu Wei smiled as he mediated at the side, then turned to Shen Yu and said, "Little sister, Han Chen is not good. "My strength has only increased by one level, he has directly leapt three levels."
"Is that so?" Shen Yu's eyes lit up as she said happily, "Han Chen, you're at the fifth level of Qi Refining?"
Han Chen nodded and smiled, "En."
With regards to this question, the surrounding crowd could not help but burst into an uproar! Logically speaking, for Pu Wei and the rest to have the Pu Jia's blood flowing through them, their strength should have increased by a little more.
