longevity chart

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 tablet into a coma 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 before they were alive. They would rather blow themselves up than give in. They would not even frown when they broke into the dragon's lake and tiger's lair. Why are they afraid of a new disciple?"

"I do not know either……"

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

The scene in front of me is so weird that it has already exceeded the scope of imagination...

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

It's also his first time worshiping, and he has no experience... He also doesn'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 contributions, 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!"

call!
The warm light on the ranking flashed lightly, and the smoke and dust flying on the incense head immediately spun 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 puzzled face, 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, which shows 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, took the palm of his hand, faced the tablet in front of him, and worshiped it in the same way.

"Junior Xu Hong..."

After only saying four words, he saw the memorial tablet in front of him, jumped up suddenly as if he had seen a ghost, 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.
Bang!
It was smashed to pieces on the spot, and the spirituality dissipated immediately.

"Master, Master..."

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 was impossible to be resurrected, it gave 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 cruel?

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

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

"I……"

Xu Hong scratched his head.

He really doesn't know!
"I must give an explanation today, otherwise, no matter whose disciple you are, don't even think about leaving!"

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

"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 pumped, and he didn't care if 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 understand……"

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

"This……"

Everyone was stunned at the same time.

Yup!

possible!
Otherwise, why would the ancestral tablet stop Zhu Hongyuan from attacking the young man!
only……

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

"Can not bear?"

Contrary to everyone's guess and shock, Xu Hong was stunned for a moment before he understood.

That being said, the possibility is very high!
There is nothing wrong 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. They know that his identity is not simple, so it may not be impossible for them to behave like this...

No wonder, I ran away as soon as I worshiped... After a long time of trouble, I was so unlucky, I was frightened like this...

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

Zhu Hongyuan, the head of the Ten Great Elders, was standing right in the middle of many 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 mana, 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 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 on me!

A majestic elder king, with a bruised face and swollen face, how can he see people?

"Sect Master, save me..."

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

There is no way, I can only ask the suzerain to help solve it!

(End of this chapter)