Nine Yang Divine Doctor Chapter 433: Ancestor worship ceremony
"Sister brothers, I'm sorry, we're late." The Sword Master Qiufeng led Tianyang to the sword ancestor tomb.
"Junior Sister Qiu Feng, you can't worship your ancestors so late every time you worship your ancestors. How can we not respect the sword ancestors? It's more suitable for you to bring an outsider to participate in the ancestor worship? Are you going to let him participate in the ancestor worship? Maybe you, the sword master, are you going to be the end of your marriage?" The first sword master frowned and said.
"Senior Brother, I don't agree with you when you say this. It doesn't mean that I don't respect the Sword Ancestor, but because I respect the Sword Ancestor even more. Although Young Master Tianyang is not a disciple of the Sword Sect, he is also a guest elder of my eighth lineage. How can I not be qualified to worship the Sword Ancestor? What's more, all the swordsmen in the world are qualified to worship the Sword Ancestor. Is Young Master Tianyang not a swordsman?" Master Qiu Feng retorted.
"Since Senior Brother Qiu Feng's eighth vein is no longer available, it's no big deal to pull outsiders out to support the scene. The Sect Master doesn't have to blame him too much." The Sword Master of the Seventh vein said in a voice that was neither yin nor yang.
"Senior Brother Yinrou, what do you mean? What's wrong with my eighth meridian? Your seventh meridian is not as bright as our eighth meridian?" Qiu Feng stared at him angrily. A good man, but he was like a woman. He didn't understand how the seventh meridian was in the position of sword master.
"Junior Sister Qiu Feng, I kindly plead for your eighth vein. It would be fine if you don't appreciate it." A hint of red appeared on the white and tender face of the Yinruo Sword Master.
"I thank you, no need. You just need not to mess with our eighth vein every time." Qiu Feng Sword Master stared at him coldly. She really didn't understand what this guy was thinking about, and he had to mess with the eighth vein every time. He would rather be at the bottom of both vein than let the eighth vein compete for the limelight.
"Junior Sister Qiu Feng, since your eighth lineage has decided to give you an ancestor worshiper, I don't have to say more. You know the rules of worshiping ancestors. To show respect for the sword ancestor, I will first worship the sword ancestor with swordsmanship."
"Tianyang, are you sure?" Qiufeng Sword Master looked at Tianyang seriously. Although she believed in Tianyang's strength, her palms could not help but sweat.
"Don't worry, with my swordsmanship, I will never lose to others?" Tianyang walked forward confidently.
"The first item to worship ancestors, sword sacrifice!" The masters of the eight veins of the Sword Sect sacrificed their sword master orders one after another, turned into eight sword lights and penetrated into the sword monument. The entire sword ancestor tomb trembled violently, and a stream of sword ancestor's way pressed around the sword ancestor tomb.
Tianyang immediately felt that his breathing became heavier, and the Great Zhoutian Sword Dao in his body was almost unable to appear.
"Sacrifice!" The first seven masters of the sects have sacrificed the strongest swords. Perhaps because of the same origin of the swords, the oppression they have with is not as huge as the Tianyang. Therefore, it is really not an advantage to let an outsider participate in the ancestor worship ceremony.
"Zhoutian's sword intent, unite!" Tianyang shouted violently, and the 365 Yuan orifices on his body vibrated wildly. The powerful sword intent broke out and merged into a sword intent to rush to the sword ancestor tomb. Later, he arrived first to reach the top.
"What a strong sword path!" The other Sword Masters of the Seven-Cross were all looking at Tianyang in surprise. Unexpectedly, he, an outsider, had won over the Seven-Cross people in the sword sacrifice ceremony.
"Senior brothers, I'll give in." Tianyang clasped his fists and looked at the masters of the other seven veins with a smile.
"You can withstand the oppression of the Sword Ancestor's Dao, and break the Tao before us?" All the masters of the seven veins looked at Tianyang, and they seemed to be a little unbelievable. You must know that they are all the strongest masters of the seven veins, and they are only a line away from the Great Perfection of the Supreme Great Perfection.
"I'm really sorry, I've snatched your edge this time, but there's no way. I'm the guest elder of the eighth vein, so I can't help but do my best."
"Junior Sister Qiu Feng, I didn't expect that you would find such a helper this time. Judging from his cultivation in the sword path, he might have broken through the Great Perfection Realm. But why didn't you hear the junior sister say it?" As the sword master of the first vein, he looked at her helplessly. It seemed that the first vein might lose this time.
"I was about to talk to the senior brother of the sect leader. This happened to be a good time for the ancestor worship, so I didn't have time. Brother wouldn't mind very much, right?" Qiu Feng looked at him. She wouldn't be so stupid. If the other veins knew Tianyang's strength in advance, would they let him participate?
"Of course I don't mind, I'm just surprised. I didn't expect that there are such sword geniuses in the world. We have lived to dogs for hundreds of years." The master of the Sword Sect showed a hint of bitterness on his face. As a person who dedicated his heart to sword geniuses, he certainly longed to discover the real sword geniuses, but unfortunately this sword geniuses are not under his sect.
"Sect Master, the sword sacrifice ceremony has been completed, and the second item can be started." The Sword Master of the Seventh Vein said with a cold expression.
"Okay, the second item, the blood sacrifice begins!" The Sect Master of the Sword Sect announced loudly that the inherited ancestral sword flew out, and it surged in the wind, turning into a giant sword hanging above the heads of the eight masters such as Tianyang. The pressure of the ancestral sword emanated from it. The 365 large circumference magic swords in the oppressed Tianyang's body were completely motionless, and even the Dragon Emperor Ancient Sword at the level of the Taishang magic weapon were trembling steadily. The sword spiritual treasure definitely had the ability to suppress the sword weapon in the world.
"Blade Blood Sacrifice!" The seven masters in front cut their arms, and blood flowed to the inherited ancestral sword above their heads like a bloodline.
"Buzz, Buzz!" Absorbing the essence and blood of the masters of the seven veins, the ancestor sword emitted a crisp sound of swords, and a stream of original swordsmanship emanated from the inherited ancestor sword.
"What a pure origin of swordsmanship!" Tianyang greedily absorbed the origin of swordsmanship that radiated from the ancestral sword. The three hundred and sixty-five primordial orifices in his body were constantly trembling, and a stream of sword intent continued to merge and pour into the origin of swordsmanship in his body. The Great Zhoutian sword intent gradually emerged from his body, and a huge swordsmanship phantom was opposite to the ancestral swordsmanship.
"What does this kid want to do? Could he want to compete with the Ancestral Sword?" The Master of the Eight-Cross Sword was shocked. This situation has never happened before.
"Buzz!" The Ancestral Sword seemed to be angry by Tianyang's provocation. The powerful original sword erupted, pressing towards Tianyang's Great Zhoutian sword art like a surging wave.
The sword phantom condensed by the Great Zhoutian sword intent kept trembling. Faced with the original sword oppression of the ancestral sword, it began to feel a little unable to bear it, and seemed to collapse soon.
"Puff!" A stream of essence and blood spurted out from Tianyang's mouth, sprinkled on the inherited ancestral sword. The sword pressure on the ancestral sword disappeared instantly, and a faint connection appeared between him and the ancestral sword.
"What's going on?" Tianyang was a little confused about the situation? How could he have a connection with the inheritance of the Sword Sect?