Longevity Chart Chapter 215

  Chapter 215 Tablet Suicide

   Among the many elders present, the youngest was over one hundred years old, and Lin Qing and others were over two hundred years old...

   Over the years, I have met countless disciples and recruited countless newcomers, but just worshiping them can scare the tablets into unconsciousness on the spot, and they are running around... Don't say I have seen it, I have never heard of it!

   Directly beyond imagination!

"What type of situation is this?"

   "It seems to be...an ancestor tablet, I am a little afraid of his worship!"

   "These ancestors were all warriors who fought against the monster clan in their lifetime. They would rather blow themselves up than give in, and they would not frown when they broke into the dragon's lake and tiger's lair. Why are they afraid of a new disciple?"

"I don't know either…"

  After the shock, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. Even the suzerain, Tu Xingyuan, widened his eyes and forgot to speak for a moment.

  The scene in front of me is too weird, beyond the scope of imagination...

  Seeing that the tablets were in a mess, and there were even a few of them, because he was too afraid to hit the wall directly, Xu Hong also waved his hands helplessly.

  He is also worshiping for the first time, so he has no experience... I also don't understand what's wrong with these guys.

   "Wait a minute, I'll try again!"

  Elder Zhu Hongyuan was also stunned at first, then walked to the memorial tablet in two steps, picked up one casually, looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.

   It is none other than his teacher.

  150 years ago, he was killed in a battle with a strong monster from the Yao clan. He made outstanding achievements, so he had the opportunity to be put into the Chiyuan Hall and enjoy the sacrifices of later generations.

Lifting the memorial tablet and placing it on a high platform, Zhu Hongyuan flipped his wrist, and a stick of incense appeared in his palm, lit it casually, and bowed to the ground, "Master, Hongyuan has offered incense for you, if you are spiritually aware , and hope to give us some pointers!"

   Hoo!

  The warm light on the ranking flashed lightly, and the smoke and dust flying on the incense head immediately swirled in the air, and then slowly dispersed.

  Seeing this scene, Zhu Hongyuan breathed a sigh of relief, put the long incense on the high platform, took out another one and handed it over, "You come!"

"I?"

   Coming to the front with a look of doubt, Xu Hong turned to look at the teacher not far away.

   Knowing what he meant, Lin Qing smiled slightly and explained: "He just sacrificed, and the smoke and dust appeared twisted and swayed, indicating that the spirituality in it has not been disturbed or coerced..."

   Suddenly realized, Xu Hong came to the front in two steps, took the long incense, held it in the palm of his hand, faced the tablet in front of him, and worshiped it in the same way.

   "Junior Xu Hong..."

  After saying four words, he saw the tablet in front of him, jumped up suddenly as if he had seen a ghost, and jumped off the high platform with his head tilted, and fell heavily to the ground.

   "Senior..."

  Xu Hong was startled, squatted down hastily, and looked at the tablet. It was okay not to look at it, but he only glanced at it. The tablet seemed to be full of grief and indignation.

  Boom!

   It was smashed to pieces on the spot, and the spirituality dissipated immediately.

   "Shigong, Shigong..."

  When his eyes went dark, Zhu Hongyuan almost fainted on the spot.

At the beginning, many people objected to putting his master into the Chiyuan Hall. It was his master who overcame all opinions, coupled with his outstanding talent, that finally succeeded. After so many years of sacrifice, the born heroic spirit The thoughts are getting stronger and stronger.

  Although it is impossible to be resurrected, it gives a junior like him great sustenance.

  In the end, because of the sacrifice of the other party, he voluntarily hit the wall and committed suicide, and disappeared completely...

   Do you want to be so ruthless?

   "Xu Hong, what kind of means did you use against these spirits?"

   With red eyes, he turned his head suddenly and roared.

"I…"

  Xu Hong scratched his head.

  He really doesn't know!

   "I have to give an explanation today, otherwise, no matter whose disciple you are, don't think about leaving!"

  Squinting his eyes, he grabbed it with the palm of his hand, and the powerful force instantly sealed off the surrounding area and enveloped the young man.

   "Zhu Hongyuan, what are you going to do?"

   Seeing that he was attacking his disciple, Elder Lin Qing narrowed his eyes. Just as he was about to rescue him, he saw the tablets around him and suddenly became extremely furious. At the same time, he rushed towards Elder Zhu.

   Crackling!

  In the blink of an eye, Zhu Hongyuan felt like a rain of tablets rained down on his head. All the tablets containing the ancestral heroic spirits were all angrily drawn, not caring whether he would shatter...

  Everyone was stupid again.

  This is... don't want him to hurt the boy?

  Xu Hong worshiped, trembling with fright, and even committed suicide by hitting the wall, but when others wanted to do it, they would protect him... What's going on?

"I see…"

An elder reacted, as if thinking of something, his face turned slightly pale, "Could it be... this Xu Hong's identity is not simple, and these seniors can't bear his worship, so they all avoid it? It's not... it means He has a problem!"

"this…"

  Everyone was stunned at the same time.

yes!

possible!

   Otherwise, why did Zhu Hongyuan attack the boy, and the ancestral tablet wanted to stop him!

only…

  What is the identity? Can the ancestors be so nervous? In order not to bear the worship, he even committed suicide!

"Can not bear?"

  Different from everyone's guess and shock, Xu Hong froze for a moment before he understood.

  In this way, the possibility is very high!

   There is no problem with his identity, he is a young man born and raised in Xujiazhuang, but with the "Picture of Longevity" and the five emperors' skills, plus the talent of ten veins and ten levels of warriors, it is completely different!

  As long as you don't fall, it's not a big problem to cultivate to a saint, or even the so-called emperor level!

  Although the future cannot be investigated, the spirituality of these ancestors is extremely sensitive, and they have felt the specialness of the five emperors' true energy.

   No wonder, I ran away as soon as I worshiped... I made a fuss for a long time, I was so unlucky, I was frightened like this...

   These thoughts flashed through my mind, and I was just about to find a chance to verify them, when I heard screams in front of me.

Zhu Hongyuan, the head of the Ten Great Elders, was standing right in the middle of many tablet tablets, one by one, like raindrops kept coming, falling on his face, head, arms, and even crotch and thighs. …

  With his strength, as long as he uses his magic power, he can definitely shatter all these tablets, or blow them into the air, but he dare not!

   These are all ancestors... If you really dare to do this, you probably don't have to go home, and you will be wiped out by the suzerain and many elders in front of you.

   If you can't resist, you can only be beaten. Although the cards are not too heavy, but there are too many, it still hurts to hit you...

  The key...shame!

  The majestic elder king, with a blue face and swollen face, how can he see people?

   "Sovereign, save me..."

   Zhu Hongyuan couldn't bear it any longer, and yelled out directly.

   I have no choice but to ask the Suzerain for help!

  (end of this chapter)

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