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Chapter 1391 Ancestral Hall of Emperors

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    Zhang Ruochen put away the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron and the Golden Step Dragon Chariot, swallowed the next Fengchun Pill, healed his wounds, and stepped into the ancestral hall of the emperors.

    The further we move forward, the more stable the structure of space and time becomes.

    There are more and more inscriptions carved by the great sage ancestors in the history of the Zhang family. Some are carved into the ground and some are carved into the air.

    One wrong step and it could be wiped out.

    Zhang Ruochen has entered the Emperor's Ancestral Hall to worship his ancestors more than once and knows the way in.

    Every time he walked a mile forward and came to an unnamed stone tablet, he would bow and salute, and said respectfully: "Zhang Ruochen, the seven hundred and seventy-fourth generation descendant of the Zhang family, comes to pay homage to his ancestors.  ."

    Whenever Zhang Ruochen finished saying this, he could feel mysterious powers similar to spiritual power passing over him.

    The first time he went to the Emperor's Ancestral Hall today, Zhang Ruochen was still a little scared, thinking that a ghost was passing through his body.

    Now, there is no fear.

    Emperor Ming told Zhang Ruochen that the so-called spiritual power was actually a ray of immortal holy thought from the ancestors of the past generations.

    To reach the realm of the Great Saint, it can be born of infinite mystery. Even if it is dead, there will be sacred thoughts. If you store the holy thoughts in some special places, you can last.

    The ancestral halls of the emperors were built to store the holy thoughts of ancestors of past generations.

    Gradually, a majestic holy mountain appeared in front of us.

    In the holy mountain, an emperor's figure is carved out of holy jade. Each statue represents a great sage from the ancestors of the Zhang family. At a glance, there may be dozens of them.

    You must know that as long as a family can give birth to a great saint, it can become a super family and even establish an empire.  The heritage, resources, and methods left by the Great Sage are enough to keep the family prosperous for tens of thousands of years.

    Like the Zhang family, a family established by gods has given birth to dozens of great saints from ancient times to the present. The heritage left behind is not comparable to those of medieval aristocratic families and ancient tribes.

    "Hulong Pavilion is one of the Zhang family's heritage.

    It is impossible for other medieval aristocratic families and ancient clans to cultivate retainers like Dragon Protection Pavilion, or a mysterious organization that protects the immortality of the family.

    Only ancestors who have reached the realm of great saints are qualified to leave holy jade stone statues and spiritual tablets in the holy mountain.

    Zhang Ruochen walked under the figure of an emperor and walked into the depths of the holy mountain.

    In front of his eyes, there was a dense holy mist, with streaks of holy light coming out, soaring straight into the sky.

    The spiritual tablets of the ancestors of past generations are placed on an altar.

    "According to what my father said, the royal tombs are dominated by yin, and the emperors' ancestral halls are dominated by yang. One is for death, and the other is for life. The two are at two singular points in Shengming City, complementing each other, and jointly carrying the Zhang family's destiny.  . With the blessings of the ancestors of all generations, the Zhang family can prosper forever. However, eight hundred years ago, the Zhang family fell into decline. Why?"

    Zhang Ruochen sighed softly, then clasped his hands together and bowed to the spiritual throne above.

    The moment he bowed down, he saw a coffin suspended beneath the altar in the area shrouded in holy light.

    "How could this happen? The coffins of the descendants of the Zhang family will all be buried in the royal tombs. How can there be a coffin in the ancestral halls of the emperors? Whose coffin is it?"

    Zhang Ruochen closed his eyes, used his celestial eye, and looked over again.

    This time, I could see it more clearly. There was indeed a coffin suspended there, and there was a word "dust" printed on the head of the coffin.

    Seeing the word "dust", a roar rang out in Zhang Ruochen's mind, giving rise to a guess that made him feel uneasy.

    Could it be that

    Zhang Ruochen immediately abandoned the distracting thoughts in his heart and did not dare to continue thinking about it. He did not open the coffin immediately. Instead, he prepared to activate the Great Sage's inscriptions to resist the ancient palace-protecting formation in the palace of Ling Xiaotian.

    Ending this war is the most important thing.

    "The Holy Appearance of the Immovable Ming King."

    Zhang Ruochen quickly ran his skills and mobilized a holy image from the holy source of Qi Sea. It was a white holy shadow that looked exactly like Zhang Ruochen.

    The white holy shadow rushed into the altar, and in an instant, all the spiritual places were emitting thousands of feet of holy light.

    Immediately afterwards, with the altar as the center, densely packed inscriptions of the Great Sage emerged, like blood vessels in the human body, spreading between heaven and earth.

    The Great Sage's inscription pattern was completely activated and extended to the entire Lingxiao Palace.

    Whether it is the Shengming army or the imperial army, they are all looking in the direction of the emperors' ancestral halls. They can see the outline of the holy mountain, and they can seeThe temple is now in ruins, reduced to sawdust and rubble.  In mid-air, a suspended island unexpectedly appeared. At this moment, King Lingxiao was standing on the suspended island.

    "How could a suspended island appear out of thin air?"

    "That kind of suspended island should be the hub of the ancient palace-protecting formation, hidden inside the formation. I'm afraid it won't be revealed until the ancient palace-protecting formation is fully operational."

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    The Deputy Pavilion Master of the Dragon Protection Pavilion stood as high as the suspended island, with a holy cloud under his feet, and said in a majestic voice: "With the ancient formation of protecting the palace, you can only fight to a draw with me. Now, His Highness the Prince  After activating the Great Sage Inscription and suppressing the ancient palace-protecting formation, your advantage has been lost."

    King Ling Xiao is a middle-aged man in his fifties, with white hair already growing on his temples. He is full of momentum, and his whole person is extremely majestic. He said: "I have roughly guessed who you are."

    "After fighting for so long, it would be strange if you still couldn't guess who I am." said the deputy master of the Dragon Protection Pavilion.

    King Ling Xiao snorted coldly: "I am indeed no match for you, but there are still a few people in the court who are more powerful than you. If you dare to rebel, aren't you afraid of annihilating your clan and your clan?"

    The deputy pavilion master said calmly: "You and I both know that the truly terrifying existence is not above the court and has long retreated behind the scenes. Of course, Sheng Ming is not as weak as you think. The Dragon Protection Pavilion you saw  , just the tip of the iceberg." (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com
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