Chapter fifty-seven ancestor worship and representatives(1/2)
The Chen family has lived for six hundred years, searching for immortals and asking questions to Zhenhaichang.
Fuge Mountain, Ancestral Hall.
Surrounding the main hall, there are towering ancient trees, shade trees, red walls and yellow tiles, all showing its grandeur.
The floor paved with fine white jade shines with a warm light.
In the distance, there seems to be a mist shrouding the unreal palace.
On the eaves carved from sandalwood, a real phoenix spreads its wings and is ready to fly.
At the end of a straight road, a huge square slowly descends along the jade steps.
In the center of the square.
A straight pillar on the huge altar is carved with lifelike dragon patterns, far away from the phoenix in the palace.
Zi Shi.
Hundreds of people gathered in the Ancestor Hall, with solemn faces.
The sound of breathing was clearly audible. On such a solemn occasion, no one dared to talk or laugh openly.
Those who are qualified to stand here are all orthodox members of the Chen family.
Monks with foreign surnames such as Xue Yun and Yu Yuanliu could only wait outside the main hall.
Of course, if Zeng Tingxuan, a first-class guest, could enter the ancestral hall and observe based on his qualifications and cultivation.
In the middle of the altar stands an eight-foot-tall human sculpture, with a dozen purple jade tablets on the left and right.
The kind old man depicted in the sculpture is Chen Xinyou, the founder of the Chen family.
Chen Xinyou died at the age of 235, and his achievements had reached the stage of Dzogchen.
Although he was born as a casual cultivator, he passed down a great legacy.
The second generation patriarch of the Chen family cherished the memory of his ancestor and built a Dharmakaya for him for future generations to admire.
As for the twenty or thirty purple jade tablets, they represent the foundation-building ancestors of the past dynasties.
If you don't destroy the foundation, you won't enter the ancestral palace.
This is one of the Chen family mottos.
Chen Ping was noncommittal about this.
The Chen family is still too weak.
The Qianfa Sect in the previous life must have at least attained the cultivation level of the Golden Core Realm. After the immortal passed away, he could offer the Mysterious Monument of Immortality for future generations to worship.
However, the development and growth of a force does not happen overnight.
The Chen family's background is still shallow, and there are no talented masters who have surpassed the realm of Yuan Dan.
It is not surprising that he has been under the Broken Star Gate for hundreds of years.
The leader under the altar is a middle-aged Taoist with a handsome appearance and a nose that looks like a gallbladder.
This person is none other than Chen Tong, the current patriarch of the Chen family and a master in the middle stage of foundation building.
The female cultivator in black clothes who was two steps away from him was the Fourth Elder Chen Yiru.
Then in the third row were a dozen gray-haired and dying senior Qi practitioners.
The Foreign Affairs Hall, the Law Enforcement Hall, the Gonggong Hall, the Xingzhi Hall, the Internal Affairs Hall, and the Five Halls of Deacons are also listed among them.
After that, there are more than a hundred ordinary direct clan members.
In the end, those with the largest number of people are the descendants of the collateral lineage.
"There are only two Foundation Architects present. It seems that the Great Elder and the others are still confronting the Meng family on Tengshan Island."
Looking around the hall with his peripheral vision, Chen Ping did not notice Chen Xiangwen and others.
In previous years, Chen Xiangwen presided over the family sacrifices.
"Everyone!"
The patriarch, Chen Tong, glanced at everyone with lightning-like eyes, and said breathlessly: "My Chen family has been in existence for 620 years, and now there are five foundation-building monks and 27 ninth-level qi-training monks on the list!"
"It has jurisdiction over one second-level island and nineteen first-level islands! Prosperity and prosperity!"
"This is a great foundation that generations of ancestors have fought hard and fought hard to gain!"
"The younger generations like us should take our ancestors as examples, march forward with great success, and move forward courageously!"
As usual, Chen Tong said some words of encouragement to the younger generation.
The characters deliberately use the blessing of divine consciousness to invigorate the spirit of the Qi Practitioners with low cultivation level and make the crowd excited.
Chen Ping is neither happy nor sad. He has experienced too many storms and waves, how could he be easily stirred up?
"Boy Ping, have you advanced to the eighth level of Qi training?"
Just when Chen Ping was feeling bored, a melodious voice came to his ears.
It was Chen Yiru who was transmitting messages to him.
Chen Ping bowed slightly and nodded affirmatively towards her.
"You bastard, don't you know to inform this elder in advance?"
Chen Yiru's face tightened and he said displeased.
She was indeed a little dissatisfied.
As the elder of the family, I have put down my dignity and helped many times, but this junior has no self-awareness.
That’s fine too!
She, Chen Yiru, was worthy of Chen An's deathbed support.
Regardless of the outcome of this competition, she has decided to end this unilateral assistance.
Chen Ping scratched his nose in embarrassment, his expression looking innocent.
Of course, this was just for Chen Yiru to see.
Before establishing the foundation, he didn't want to get too involved with this woman.
The favor I owe her will always be repaid one day.
Seeing that Chen Yiru no longer paid attention to him, Chen Ping turned his neck and happened to see his second uncle Chen Baishan looking this way.
The latter gave him an encouraging look.
Chen Ping's heart moved. Only Xue Yun and Chen Baishan and his son knew that he had advanced to the eighth level of Qi training.
It seems that this second uncle still has a good view of the overall situation and has not spread this matter outside.
Chen Ping nodded slightly, and his impression of Chen Baishan improved slightly.
"Follow me and offer sacrifices to Chen Xinyou, the ancestor of our clan!"
After a stick of incense, Chen Tong stopped his long speech and began to lead his tribe to pay homage to their ancestors.
Following Chen Tong and Chen Yiru, who were leading the group, they knelt down and everyone also fell in a black mass.
After the ceremony of three kneels and nine kowtows, Chen Tong said again: "Sacrifice to the foundation-building ancestors of our clan again!"
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The Chen family's ancestor worship ceremony did not have too many red tapes, and it only took more than an hour from beginning to end.
After the child's hour, the ancestor worship ceremony ends.
"Everyone, survival of the fittest has always been the principle of the cultivation world."
"Following the ancestral rules, any direct branch of the family that has not established its foundation again within twenty generations will have to participate in a competition to determine the family identity!"
"The winner's lineage, the title of direct lineage will last for a hundred years!"
"The loser will be reduced to a sideline!"
Chen Tong spoke softly, although his tone was not high, but his tone was strong, conveying an unquestionable majesty.
Natural selection, survival of the fittest.
Even the direct descendants of Chen Xinyou, the founding ancestor of the clan, were reduced to collateral lines more than a hundred years ago due to their gradual decline.
There are three branches participating in the war in this generation.
Since more than ten years ago, the three major factions have begun preparations.
"Junior Chen Xun has met the clan leader and the fourth elder."
"Junior Chen Dieyu pays homage to the clan leader and the four elders."
Chen Tong didn't need to say anything. Chen Xun and Chen Caiyu jumped almost simultaneously and somersaulted to the square platform.
After that, most of the clansmen's eyes turned to Chen Baishan and his son.
It can be said that Chen Baishan's faction has had a bad time.
To be continued...