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The road from Ding'an City to Niubei Mountain was built early in the morning, and the carriage quickly turned to Wubao.

Chaida thought of the car curtain, and looked at Shiwubao, which was gradually approaching.

This Wubao is not too big, it is the most common defensive building in the frontier fortress. It is built on a steep slope with its back against a stone mountain. Three sides are flat, and the walls are painted with some kind of mud. Connection to masonry.

But it is probably because in the border city area, although there are watchtowers in the four corners of Tucheng, there are no people guarding them.

On the contrary, there were three figures standing at the gate, all alone, not at all like a welcome party.

Seeing this scene, Qaida frowned even tighter.

But what made him even more depressed was yet to come.

He boasted of his identity and came back condescendingly, but in the end there were only three old men who came to greet him, and he didn't show any courtesy when he came up. He was going to take him to the ancestral hall after a few perfunctory words. human taste.

Since Qaida gained power, he has not experienced such slights for many years.Even if he was brought back to South County, Lu Tao treated him politely, at least on the surface he didn't treat him lightly.

Mo Zong's attitude hurt his self-esteem which he was used to.

It's just his little mood, no one cares at all.The three elders led the people into Wubao, walked straight towards the back mountain, and soon arrived in front of the ancestral hall.

"It's here."

As he said that, Mu Donglai reached out and hit the bronze bell three times.

The clock was originally placed in the square in front of the main building. Later, the Niubeishan earthquake caused flash floods, which directly washed away the main building of Wubao. The square in front of the building is still under repair, so it had to be moved to the front of the ancestral hall.

The bell rang, and a stream of people gathered towards the ancestral hall.There were still men, women, young and old of all ages, but all of them were neatly dressed and had ruddy complexions. They looked like people who were used to living in peace and prosperity.

Chai Da's eyes swept across the crowd, and the hatred for Ning Fei in his heart increased.

These people were all raised by his family, but they still don't know how to be grateful, and they can't even see half awe and respect for him on their faces!

Sure enough, they are all grass roots and mud legs, who don't know how to be grateful, and when he regains the position of Juzi, he must kill Mo Zong's crooks!

"Where's Ning Fei? Why didn't he come?"

Chai Da asked in a cold voice in the half-familiar Central Plains Mandarin.

Hearing his question, Xie Zheng was taken aback for a moment, and then explained calmly that Juzi had something important to do and couldn't come.

Chai Da snorted coldly, not believing a word of the old man's words.

He felt that the hypocrite must be scared, knowing that he was about to be exposed this time, so he hid in advance and wanted to plot against him secretly.

How delusional!

Chaida sneered in his heart.

The chance of Mo Zong to harm him is gone, he is now standing in front of the main gate, as long as he opens the inheritance, he can use all the treasures left by his ancestors, and he is invincible.

That hypocrite wanted to entrap him secretly, but he really miscalculated!

Thinking about it this way, the tightness in his chest seemed to have a channel to disperse.Chai Da didn't want to talk too much with these local turtles, so he asked straight to the point to see Ju Ziling.

Ordinarily, he who came as a guest would have to look at the treasure of the sect, but it would be too much to dare to say it out loud.However, the disciples of Mo Zong were not all calm, they still looked on with indifferent eyes that were neither salty, nor light, nor caring, as if no matter what Qaida did, they would not react.

The three elders received Ning Fei's instructions, so they naturally opened the ancestral hall according to Chai Da's wishes, and "please" the sect's sacred object, the Juzi Order.

The ancestral hall was well preserved in the earthquake and flood, and there is still an abstract painting of the great saint inside, but the wooden sign nailed below has been replaced by six pieces.

Ning Fei took over the position of Juzi, and the name of Chang Shan, the predecessor of Juzi, entered the ancestral hall, and received support from the sect just like other seniors of Mozong.

On the high platform in the middle is still the agarwood wooden box, in which the jade tablet-shaped Juziling is placed, flashing and flashing constantly changing light.

Ji Ziling's vision started early this morning. As Qaida approached, the light beat faster and faster. It was placed in the dark ancestral hall, and there was a faint hint of weirdness.

But Qaida was not afraid at all.

He carefully took out the keepsake that he had treasured for a long time from his arms, which also looked like a jade plaque, but it was half the size of the Juzi Ling.

Seeing this scene, Chai Da felt a little more determined.

He straightened his back, followed the steps his father told him in memory, bit his finger, dripped his own blood on the token, and then chanted the spell aloud.

"I am the legal heir of a generation of hosts. My great-grandfather is the host Yue Wanfeng, the owner of the independent terminal Aisi[-]. The only system pairing number is [-]. According to the rules of the system, I inherit The right to use the independent terminal is now applied for activation."

In fact, he didn't understand what it meant at all, what kind of terminals, systems, etc., seemed to be objects at the level of the fairy family.

But this passage has been handed down from generation to generation in his family, and every generation must recite it backwards, just for the ceremony in front of him!

Chaida was very nervous.

At this moment, he was even more tense than when he became the Holy Witch of Huo Lei.

The Huolei Holy Witch is just a magic stick for fools, but if he gets the treasure of his ancestors, he will become a truly noble person in this world!

Chai Da's heart was beating like a drum, and he stood trembling slightly in front of the ancestral hall, staring at Ju Ziling on the high platform without blinking.

However, after waiting for a full hour, Ji Ziling was still only flashing, even the token in his hand was also flashing.

The disciples of Mo Zong outside the door were getting impatient.

They have seen the vision of Juziling before. Ning Juzi once used Juziling to report safety to them. When Jiziling chose the master before, there were test questions in it.

As long as there is a response, it will not just be blindly flashing like this.And this kind of random flashing, which seems to be rhythmic when you think about it carefully, mostly appears at the end of the year celebrations, singing and dancing for everyone.

"Let's go, let's go, a fake, is it worth your booing?"

Someone in the crowd muttered dissatisfiedly.

"I was delayed for a long time, and now I can make up for full attendance when I go back. Wouldn't it be good to earn more braised pork?"

As soon as the braised pork is mentioned, people's hearts are a little scattered.

I didn't want to come, after all, the reputation of this descendant of the sage is too bad, it is an insult to the sect's innocence, and it was Juzi who asked all the disciples of the Mo sect to come together, so everyone guessed that they had to come here to praise the sect.

It turned out to be a good thing now. After waiting for a long time, he was a bragging liar, and everyone felt that their feelings had been hurt.

"Wait! Wait! It's impossible not to respond!"

Chai Da was so anxious that beads of sweat dripped from his forehead.

What was once a sure thing turned out to be a joke now. How could he accept such a result with so many expectations? !

In desperation, he bit his finger again, pouring blood on the token desperately.

Soon, the white jade pendant was poured into a gourd of blood, and the red liquid even penetrated into the cracks on the surface of the jade tablet. I don’t know what kind of reaction it triggered, but the jade tablet suddenly smoked, and then issued "Zi Zi la la!" "The sound is no longer bright.

The Mozong disciples who were watching burst into laughter.Someone standing in front sniffed and said something was burning.

"Impossible! It's impossible!"

Chai Da's eyes fixed on the jade tablet in his hand, repeatedly pressing a certain position.Based on his experience, as long as the switch is pressed, the jade tablet will flash with colorful light, just like before, but now it doesn't work anymore!

"Ji Zi Ling, it is Ji Zi Ling..."

Chai Da's eyes were red, and he rushed into the ancestral hall as if he was crazy.

The Mo Sect disciples who were watching were stunned when they saw this, and then rushed into the ancestral hall immediately.Then they were a second late, and Qaida had already held the Juzi Ling on the high platform in his hand, waved it desperately, and was still chanting the previous spell.

It's just that Ji Ziling is not a token that he can hold in his hands, and everyone saw streaks of blue light jumping out of Qaida's hands, spreading across his body like a spider web.Qaida in the net seemed to be in a state of epilepsy, his eyes were rolling and his mouth was foaming, he staggered a few times on the ground trembling, and then fell in front of the portrait.

He seemed to be in pain, but he still subconsciously grasped the Ji Zi Ling in his hand, as if it was the most important treasure in his life.

"I... I... inherit..."

Every time he said a word, Ji Ziling flashed a blue light, and the crackling sound made people feel hairy, as if he would continue to torture him if he didn't let go.

At the beginning, Qaida could bear the pain that spread all over his body.But in the end, the blue light became denser and denser than the other, and he felt that half of himself was burnt, and an unpleasant stench was emitted from his body.

In order to save his life, Chaida had no choice but to let go, but he was not reconciled, and kept muttering to himself.

"I... the successor of the great sage..."

--Snapped!

Ji Ziling rolled aside, flickered a few times, and suddenly a white light automatically lit up.

Just like the vision that everyone saw when Juziling chose the master that day, the little Juziling once again illuminated the dark space.

"Ju...Ju Ziling is showing off his power!"

"Could it be possible... to start recognizing the Lord again?"

The thought of this possibility made everyone feel heavy.

The descendants of this saint are not good people. For their own selfishness, they made the Central Plains miserable. I don't know how many people died and how many people were displaced.

If Ji Ziling really recognized such a master, they...

them……

They returned to Jiuling City, and from then on they withdrew from the sect, ashamed to be in the company of traitors!

Everyone is following Mo Zong with Ning Juzi, as long as Ning Juzi is there, there will be Mo Zong everywhere, it doesn't matter if Niubeishan is not there!

Everyone in the field thought this way, but they saw that Ji Ziling had changed again.

I saw that piece of jade tablet placed in the box, as if it was alive at the moment, flashing blue light regularly!

Once, once, the beam of light swept across Qaida's tearful face, and then suddenly went out.At the same time, a light curtain suddenly projected onto the wall, this time it was not on the side, but just above the statue of the saint by coincidence.

A vague picture began to emerge.

Everyone was shocked, because the facial features of the person in the picture were very similar to the portrait below, and it seemed to be the Dharma Sage himself.

And what he said next just confirmed his identity.

"Shengyang..."

The old man on the screen struggled to breathe, stretched out his withered hands, and exhorted word by word.

"Father left you these three things, you must keep them safe, and don't let others know."

"You are my son, so I will naturally arrange everything for you. Now that you are not old enough, let Xu Mulin be the first in charge. The method of frying steel and making steel are the secrets I have given you. You borrow With these two treasures in control of the blacksmith workshop, no one will be able to surpass you in the next generation."

"The Yunfu Token in your hand is real, His Majesty's own handwriting, you can make a request to the court first with it. Don't let Xu Mulin and Lu Kan see the one in their hands. I imitated it. They don't know but The imperial court will know it at a glance, and it has left you with a handle, so if you are disobedient, you can use this fake amnesty to let the imperial court punish them for their crimes."

"The most important thing...is the token."

Having said that, Yue Wanfeng gasped for a few times, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

He seemed to know that he didn't have much time, and the words he spoke became more and more intermittent, and everyone had to listen carefully to distinguish the content.

"... cheated out a lot of blueprints, that idiot system... refused to bind... so I opened it with this, and there are blueprints and treasures I have saved over the years, all of which are left to you."

"With these, plus... those artisans who are devoted to us, you can build another kingdom and become the emperor yourself..."

Hearing these words, the Mozong disciples present were very uncomfortable.

Although the blueprints and skills of Chuangpai were produced by the saints, the image of the saints in front of them is quite different from the selfless and fraternal person they worship. The handle and leaning of the door are two-pronged. These slightly disgraceful methods are something they never thought of.

Is this the great sage with the world in mind?

The sage who took it as his mission to educate the world and told them that all beings are equal?

In particular, the portrait of the great virtue saint holding bamboo slips is still hanging on the wall, which is in stark contrast to the calculating and greedy face on the screen.

And under the portrait is the descendant that he has devoted all his energy to take care of, lying in his own excrement in a state of embarrassment, almost without human appearance.

Such a contrast is too dazzling, and many people's hearts are shaken.

Ok.

They are still comforting themselves, it is human nature to protect children, saints are human beings, so it is okay to have selfishness, after all, those things are made by saints, and saints can give them to whomever they want.

But soon, their last comfort was gone.

Ji Ziling flashed and tore away the scenery that the great sage had maintained for a hundred years, not even leaving him a loincloth.

——No. 8825995: DNA from the previous host was detected, confirming that the two parties are related.

——No. 8825995: Received the application for succession from the previous host, confirming that the applicant is the successor of the previous host, and the content of the application is a general inheritance, including debts owed and late fees.

——No. 8825995: It was detected that the former host Yue Wanfeng cheated the following unpaid drawings as follows:  …

——No. 8825995: It was detected that Yue Wanfeng was in arrears with the purchase of token debts, and there were still 760 installments of loans that had not been repaid. He was judged as a dishonest person. Transferred to the applicant Chaida.

——No. 8825995: Because the debtor Qaida damaged the "token", the pledge could not be recovered, and it was converted into arrears... The debtor Qaida was tested and did not have the ability to repay the loan. If he could not prove his own value within 30 days, the system would be recovered Disassemble the valuation at a discount and pay off the debts under Yue Wanfeng's name.

Hearing the last sentence, Qaida finally couldn't hold back the fishy sweetness in his throat, and spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow".

He never expected that, after spending most of his life scheming, he got only one debt owed for almost 200 years!

What blueprints, what treasures... It is clearly stated in it that they were all cheated by the ancestors on credit, and they must be returned!

But even the ancestors can't afford it, how can he, a descendant, pay it back?What does he pay? !

It's better not to inherit this shit!The ancestor enjoyed all the prosperity, but his great-great-grandson had to bear the debt!

As soon as he thought of the fairy family's plan to dismantle him, countless images of body-split torture flashed in his mind involuntarily.

In the past in Ximo Zhihai, he had sentenced countless people to the death penalty of galloping and splitting their bodies. Now, is it finally his turn?

Chaida rolled his eyes and passed out completely.