Chatper 1301 (1/2)

"Follow the power in a hurry, and keep everything simple when it comes to ancestor worship, and leave it to me to send the headmaster to handle it in person."

After a pause, Zhuang Zongzheng frowned slightly and asked, "Where is Zhuang Taibai?"

"Taibai is here."

Zhuang Taibai, the current headmaster of Rising Cloud Sword Sect, hurriedly walked out of the cave, appeared on a certain peak below and responded loudly.

Zhuang Zongzheng looked down, his brows furrowed deeper, "Did you hear what this old man said clearly?"

"Listen clearly, the ancestors can rest assured, Taibai will do it well, do it well."

Hearing this, Yang Xuan looked down at Zhuang Taibai, and saw that this man was dressed in a shabby green robe, looked about forty or fifty years old, and had the cultivation of the peak of the Supreme Realm.

Although he is tall and majestic, his temples are already gray, and the depths of his eyes reveal an indescribable loneliness, a look of depression and despair.

The most ridiculous thing is that he stood staggeringly on the top of the peak, holding a slightly tattered wine gourd in his hand. Even if he was far away, Yang Xuan could smell the alcohol all over his body.

Zhuang Zongzheng, who was beside him casually, said with a smile: "Brother, this great-grandson seems to be a good wine man!"

"Oh, let my brother laugh."

Zhuang Zongzheng sighed lightly and explained a little, "My great-grandson, who was not a weapon, was once a genius. The whole person is like a different person.”

"Witch?"

Yang Xuan came to be interested.

"Yeah, that's a demon girl. She's the best at deceiving people. My great-grandson was tricked by him back to Zongmen Town to send Zhibao Ling Yunjian. Since then, I've been drinking alcohol all day to relieve my worries, and I don't pay much attention to the sect's affairs."

"Really, if I have a chance, I would like to meet that demon girl."

"It's been too long, that woman may have already left the Xuanhuang Realm and went elsewhere to harm other people, and it's so difficult to find someone in this vast world."

Zhuang Zongzheng shook his head, why didn't he want to find the enchanting girl and take back the Lingyun Sword from the other party, but thinking about it is one thing, whether he can find it is another.

As his thoughts turned, Zhuang Zongzheng glanced at Zhuang Taibai again, and said angrily, "What are you still doing, don't hurry up."

"Okay, Taibai will do it now."

After pushing back Zhuang Taibai, Zhuang Zongzheng immediately brought Yang Xuan, Mo Yuanzi, and tiger demon Yang Hu to the mountain where he was.

On the top of the mountain, there are pavilions and pavilions, birds and flowers are fragrant, and the clouds and mists are transpiring, but in the depths of the clouds and mists, there is a solemn and solemn ancient temple.

This hall is not a discussion hall, but the ancestral hall of Rising Cloud Sword Sect. It houses the tablets of Rising Cloud Sword Sect's past dynasties all the year round. It is a real important sect.

For ancestor worship, the Rising Cloud Sword Sect will be here every three or five years, and there is nothing special to prepare, nothing more than setting up incense burners, tributes and the like.

Soon, everything was ready. The Rising Cloud Sword Sect, from the headmaster to the many disciples, all gathered on the open ground outside the ancestral hall on the top of the mountain, quietly looking at Zhuang Zongzheng outside the ancestral hall.

"When you worship your ancestors, don't make any noise."

Zhuang Zongzheng didn't talk nonsense. After a simple explanation, he turned his head to look at Yang Xuan next to him, and said with a smile: "Brother, wait a moment, after paying homage to the ancestors, all the members of the Rising Cloud Sword Sect will go with you. Shenwu Continent."

Having said that, he greeted the headmaster Zhuang Taibai and the elders of the sect and entered the ancestral hall together.