"Could it be that this ancestral hall was made using the art of refining?" Gu Fenghua asked with an idea.
If it's just an ordinary building, if it is dismantled and then rebuilt, no matter how exquisite the workmanship is, there will always be some traces left, unless the ancestral hall was originally refined separately with the art of refining, and then fit together, otherwise it is absolutely impossible to be so seamless .
"Fenghua really has good eyesight. This ancestral hall was indeed made by our ancestors who hired hundreds of master craftsmen with a lot of money, and all of them are the top masters of crafts, and even masters of crafts." Zhen Fengliu praised Gu Fenghua has good eyesight, but his expression is always complacent.
Don't think that their Yelang sect is only a middle-grade sect, but that's only because of their lack of fame and wealth. When it comes to the bottom line, among other things, this patriarch's ancestral hall is not comparable to those holy sects. Even the residences of the great monarchs and envoys are not as ingenious as their ancestral hall.
"How much would it cost? Your founding patriarch is too prodigal." Luo Enen said with a glint of gold in his eyes, with a heartache on his face.
In order to build an ancestral hall for himself, he actually hired hundreds of master craftsmen with a lot of money, and all of them are the top masters of craftsmanship or even masters of craftsmanship - even if Zhen Fengliu is suspected of exaggerating, he must have spent a lot of money. He also said that Miss Luo is a prodigal, and the founder of Yelangzong is the real prodigal.
"How can this be called a prodigal? If it weren't for the construction of this ancestral hall, how could it control the power of the beast!" Zhen Fengliu said dissatisfied.
Only then did everyone understand that the founder of the Yelang Sect built this ancestral hall not for himself, but to harness the power of the beast.
While suddenly realizing it, everyone was of course even more curious: what kind of divine beast power is that, and it needs to build (or refine) such an ancestral hall to control it.
Having been robbed by Luo Enen, Zhen Fengliu was very unhappy, too lazy to talk nonsense, and walked towards the ancestral hall of the patient, while making handprints.
Waves of light flashed in front of my eyes, and beautiful ripples were created. One after another, the restrictions were slowly opened, and everyone was getting closer and closer to the ancestral hall.
After more than two hours, the sky was bright, and Zhen Fengliu finally came to the door.
Everyone secretly sighed, no wonder Yelangzong suspected the head of Shengyuanzong after the attack. As the suzerain, it took Zhen Fengliu more than two hours to open these layers of restrictions. If it weren't for a powerful sect like Shengyuanzong, who would be able to break through these restrictions under the siege of Yelangzong disciples and find the inside The treasure of Zhenzong?
Zhen Fengliu was obviously very tired, his holy robe was soaked with sweat, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, took several deep breaths, and then stretched out his hand to push the door.
"Wait!" Gu Fenghua suddenly whispered, and grabbed the hilt of the sword fiercely!
Looking at the ancient ancestral hall in front of him, an unprecedented throbbing emerged in Gu Fenghua's heart.
Ever since he got the first phoenix power, Gu Fenghua's six senses became extremely sharp, and whenever danger came, he would feel a strange throbbing in his heart, but it was never as strong as today.
Although Luo Enen and the others didn't know what was going on, they had a tacit understanding with Gu Fenghua. Almost at the same time as she spoke, a strong uneasiness surged in her heart, and at the same time she stretched out her hand to hold the hilt of the sword.
Seeing that Zhen Fengliu was about to open the door, the hearts of several people were in their throats. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com