Chapter 649: Seeking the truth and recognizing the clan, pardon!
In the cave.
Cheng Buzheng looked at the little old man beside him with a bright smile on his face.
But I was even more determined in my heart. I took the little old man's position as the patriarch and let him live a long life.
Obviously.
Such a low-key and steady Soul Boy Banquet was definitely not the attention of this clan leader.
same.
It's also unlikely that it was arranged by Liuer because the time didn't match up.
Liu'er returns to Jin almost every five years, and this soul boy's feast started thirteen years ago.
In other words, this grand event of the Cheng family was organized two years after Liu'er left the family.
If nothing else, it should have been done by ordinary descendants.
Being able to act so steadily must be the work of the two masters of the two chambers who stand out in the school.
Only clan members who have learned the essence of stability in the school would think of this strategy.
Absolutely not, it was suggested by a little old man who had never attended the family school.
It's a pity that those two outstanding family pillars have no spiritual roots.
otherwise.
This is also a great joy for the family.
"What a pity!"
Cheng Buzheng sighed secretly in his heart.
Just as thoughts were racing in his mind, an extremely subtle and chaotic sound came from far away.
Cheng Buzheng, who had clear eyes and ears, could faintly distinguish the sound of horse hooves, the sound of rolling wheels, breathing, and snoring...
I saw Cheng Buzheng looking in the direction from which the weak voice came!
This is due to the extremely wide and spacious passage in the northwest.
When the little old man saw his ancestor's gaze change, he knew that his ancestor must have discovered something.
Although he didn't hear any sound, he also knew that the ears and eyes of immortals were beyond the comparison of ordinary people.
The same was true for Ancestor Liu before.
The two of them looked at the passage quietly.
Half an hour later.
The clear sound of horse hooves and the rolling wheels of carriages were heard in the cave.
Hear this sound.
At this time.
The little old man calculated silently for a moment and thought to himself:
"The ancestor is indeed the first person to cultivate immortality in the Cheng family. He could actually hear the movement half an hour ago!"
"This is Liu Laozu, far beyond comparison."
He remembered that at that time, Patriarch Liu could only burn half a stick of incense before hearing the sound coming from the passage.
Although the little old man doesn't know yet, how big is the difference in strength between the ancestor and the ancestor Liu?
But he also knew that Ancestor Liu was by no means his opponent.
According to genealogy records!
No matter the time when he cultivated to immortality, or what he sees and hears now, it can be proved that the ancestor in front of him is the ancestor of the family.
He was quietly working on his plans, but he didn't know the twists and turns in the heart of this old boy and his descendants.
He now extremely hopes that this time there will be a junior with excellent qualifications to complete the last part of the family's plan.
Not long after.
The sound of horse hooves came from the northwest passage.
The sound becomes clearer and clearer.
Then, the crimson horse's head was revealed.
Nine horses are running together.
Immediately afterwards.
It is a satin-like horse body, followed by nine heartless middle-aged grooms in black robes, followed by nine carriages.
According to the little old man, these grooms were secretly trained warriors by their families.
He is also a member of the Cheng family without spiritual roots.
And the whistling sound also came from the carriage.
In each carriage, there were five or six children, all of whom were fast asleep at this time.
This is what happens inside a carriage.
So do two cars.
Ten vehicles.
Twenty cars.
···
Ninety vehicles.
The children in each carriage had smooth breathing and seemed to be sleeping soundly. There was also a faint smell of fruity wine.
Obviously, this is anything but normal.
These juniors must have been drugged with sweat medicine, which is why there was such a continuous sound of sleeping.
After all, before cultivating immortality, he was also a little master of Mongolian sweat medicine.
This taste is unmistakable.
really.
It is really not easy for a pillar who has been educated in a school.
The steady style has completely formed a characteristic inheritance in ordinary families.
Perhaps Liu'er told the two school elites about the last part of his plan, who are now the current leaders of the two bloodlines.
After all, whatever Tong Yanwuji said might be exposed inadvertently.
So, that's why.
soon.
The nine carriages in the front row drove out of the wide passage, followed closely by the vehicles behind them.
Driven by the dead men, the carriages came to the square in the cave.
Afterwards, they silently bowed in the direction of Cheng Buzheng, then untied the ropes and led the horses towards the stables.
Horseless vehicles were lined up neatly in the square.
More than ninety carriages were divided into two rows, front and back!
The dead men who drove the vehicles were all in the stables, serving their own horses.
soon.
In the passage, the last carriage came out of the passage and came into the cave.
Then the curtain was lifted, and a middle-aged man with a handsome face walked out of the carriage.
In addition to the familiar old man, he saw a young monk who was as gentle as jade.
When he saw the young man's appearance clearly, he felt a little familiar, and then he thought of a portrait hanging in the center of his ancestral hall.
Immediately.
The middle-aged man jumped off the carriage, trotted over, and gave Cheng Bu Zing a big salute.
"Descendants, Cheng Hongyao pays homage to the ancestor."
'Get up!'
Cheng Buzheng looked at the younger generation of the Cheng family in front of him, with approval in his eyes, and waved.
This is the pillar of the family.
He is worthy of being the descendant of the light of family inheritance.
See this.
Cheng Hongyao was a little confused as to why his ancestor was so kind to him.
He couldn't figure it out, so he had to suppress the doubts in his heart.
Then, he stood up and took out a book from his arms and held it up with both hands.
"Ancestor, these are the people of this lineage who are of the right age to participate in the test. There are 457 people in total. The actual number is 457."
After taking the book, Cheng Buzheng started to read it.
rustle!!!
The sound of pages turning resounded in the quiet square here.
soon.
Cheng Buzheng finished reading it and remembered the names of many juniors in his heart.
Afterwards, he returned the book to Cheng Hongyao.
A big wave of his hand.
The sleeping boys and girls in the carriage floated up one by one and floated out in an orderly manner.
in a blink.
Over the two rows of carriages, there were more than 400 juniors floating in the sky.
It's a pity that these little guys were fast asleep and had no chance to know that the long-dead ancestors they worshiped during festivals were appearing in front of them at this time.
See this.
Cheng Bu Zheng smiled slightly.
Spread your right hand forward and pinch the pad of your middle finger with your thumb.
A thought moved my mind.
A drop of spiritual blood as red as the clouds floated from his fingertips!
The blood-colored brilliance fills the sky, reflecting brilliantly in the huge cave here.
It can be seen how powerful power is contained in an ordinary drop of blood, and it also shows the power of the golden elixir monk's treasure body.
A magic formula was played.
A ray of mysterious light shines into a drop of spiritual blood in front of him.
A low shout resounded in the square.
"Search for the truth, recognize the ancestral lineage, and forgive me!"