Those present were all the ancestors of the Holy Clan, and their status was second only to the existence of the Holy Ink Xing.

But even so, it wasn't every day that they had the opportunity to come and see the statue of the Holy Emperor.

It had been a month since they had last visited, that is, within a month, none of them knew about the condition of the Holy Emperor statue.

In the ancestral hall of the Holy Family, except for Saint Moxing, Xie Anzhi and other servants, there was no one else to live in.

Gu An and Zhao Teng are guests, so they are exceptions.

With the Saint Mo Xing, the top powerhouse in the world, here, these bigwigs of the Holy Clan also think that there is no problem with the statue here, and there is no need to worry about being stolen or something.

In fact, it is also true, for 100,000 years, nothing has happened.

Today, however, they found that the statue that had been standing in the temple was missing.

There was silence in the hall for a moment, and someone frowned and asked.

"Hey, where is the statue of the Holy Emperor and his old man?"

"That's it, why did such a big statue suddenly disappear?"

"Could it be that the high priest used a blindfold to cover it?"

“......”

Everyone was puzzled and discussed with each other.

Standing in front, Nan Zhetuo frowned, he was the second master in the Holy Clan, second only to the existence of the Holy Ink Xing.

He could clearly sense that there was no obstacle ahead, that is to say, the Holy Ink Xing did not use means such as blindfolding, so where did the nearly 100-zhang tall statue go?

Yi Canghai's eyes narrowed slightly, and he glanced at the saint ink line in front of him, who seemed to be as usual, but was actually a little embarrassed, and his eyes swept back and forth in the hall.

Soon, a stall of white jade gravel was found in the corner of the side hall.

An idea popped up in his mind that he himself thought was impossible.

This pile of rubble...... It can't be a statue of the Holy Emperor's old man, right?

Yi Canghai is still relatively mature and steady, and he did not speak rashly.

Some ancestors with more out-of-the-box personalities will not worry so much.

Si Xu, one of the Holy Clan Ancestors, saw a pile of rubble in the corner, stretched out his hand, and said to everyone with a smile: "Hehe, look, the statue is there!"

Originally, everyone didn't care about it at first, so they thought Si Xu was joking.

However, some attentive people found that when Si Xu was speaking, Saint Moxing's face twitched involuntarily.

This thought popped up in everyone's hearts, including Nan Zhetuo, and looked at Saint Moxing.

Saint Moxing was a little embarrassed by them, and coughed dryly.

"Ahem, you have also seen the situation, what Xiao Xu said just now is right, the statue of the Holy Emperor and his old man is there. ”

Everyone's eyes followed the fingers of the saint ink xing, and then focused on the pile of rubble again.

The main hall, which was still a little noisy, suddenly fell silent, and fell into a deathly silence.

The treasure house statue that the Holy Clan Dao Realm powerhouse had in his heart was shattered!

......

At this time, Gu An didn't know what was happening in the main hall inside.

He and Zhao Teng were following Xie Anzhi to visit some famous places in the Holy Clan's main city.

The number of saints is small, there are only three cities in total, one in the main city and two in the secondary city.

Most of the resources are in the main city, so here are the elites of the Holy Clan.

The two sub-cities are inhabited by some clansmen with weaker strength and talent, who are also responsible for the life and operation of the entire holy clan.

Gu An can also be regarded as having seen how famous Xie Anzhi is in the Holy Clan.

Walking on the road just now, everyone who saw Xie Anzhi would greet him with a smile.

Therefore, Xie Anzhi also had a moment in front of Gu An and Zhao Teng, saying how famous he was.

He is the king of the younger generation of the Holy Clan, referred to as the child king......

"Brother Gu, Brother Zhao, the place I'm going to take you to next is amazing, it's a place where every guest who comes to our Holy Clan will go. Xie Anzhi said with a smile.

Gu An raised his head and thought for a moment, remembering what he had thought yesterday: "Brother Xie, is there anything in your Holy Clan that can improve the foundation of cultivators, for example, strengthening the physical body?"

As soon as Xie An heard it, he knew what Gu An had in mind.

"Brother Gu, your body is so hard, do you still need to strengthen it, shouldn't you break through the Ning Dan Realm as soon as possible?"

After wandering around the demon-occupied area with Gu An and Zhao Teng for so long, Xie Anzhi also knew that Gu An was an extreme yang battle body, known for his physical defense.

That's why he was able to withstand the attack of the emperor-level demon and didn't die.

Gu An smiled: "The Ning Dan realm is not something that can be broken through if you want to, but if I have the opportunity to increase my physical strength, why should I miss this opportunity?"

There is some truth to what he said. ”

Xie Anzhi nodded: "Our Holy Clan is not known for its physical strength, so we Holy Clan really don't have one that directly enhances physical strength."

But where I'm going to take you next, there's a chance to strengthen your body's defenses, so come with me. ”

As he spoke, Xie Anzhi walked forward, and Gu An and Zhao Teng glanced at each other and followed.

Soon, Gu An and the three of them came to a square.

In the center of the square is a huge stone monument about ten zhang high and three zhang wide.

There are many people in front of the stele, who don't look very old, and they form a circle.

In the center, a young girl and a teenager are sitting cross-legged in front of a stone monument with their eyes closed.

There was also an old man next to him who looked at the two of them kindly.

Xie Anzhi pointed ahead and introduced Gu An: "That's the place I told you, the holy monument of my holy clan!"

It records some of the Saint Emperor's old man's original exercises, and every member of the Saint Clan who has reached the first level of the bloodline has the opportunity to come to the Enlightenment three times a year.

If you can get a chance from it, the name will be written on the stone tablet.

According to the size of the chance, from top to bottom, record the top 50.

Basically, it is refreshed every year, but it has changed by only the last thirty.

The top 20, in the past 30,000 years, has only changed once a hundred years ago.

Now the girl in purple clothes sitting in front of her is Yina, and next to her is Nangong, both of them have reached the high level of celestial phenomena, ranking second or third in the previous generation of our clan.

As for the first place. ”

As he spoke, Xie Anzhi tidied up his clothes, slowly raised his right hand, and said with a smile: "It's down." ”

Seeing Xie Anzhi like this, Gu An even suspected that he had brought himself and Zhao Teng over just to show off his prestige among the Holy Clan.

"Does this have anything to do with what you said before, Brother Xie? Since this is the holy monument of your holy clan, only the clansmen of the bloodline on the armor can participate in enlightenment, so can we two outsiders still participate in enlightenment?"

Zhao Teng frowned and asked.

Gu An also looked at Xie Anzhi.

I saw Xie Anzhi nodding with a smile: "Yes, our Holy Clan is hospitable, and every foreign guest who comes to our Holy Clan for the first time has a chance to go to visit and leave a name."

Your human race and demon clan have also had predecessors who have left names on it before, including the name that is now ranked first above, which is left by your predecessors. ”