Tang Qi followed Ye Qingqing out of the sea of flowers quickly, and walked around the altar from the northwest corner of the courtyard, where there were already four people standing on the altar at this time...

It's three o'clock

The two hurried to the altar, only to see the strange and solemn atmosphere on the altar.

The sun in the mid-spring afternoon is already quite dazzling, the bright sunlight shines on the clean altar through the shadows of the trees, the thick incense ash in the incense burner, and the candlesticks stained with wax on both sides of the incense burner, all tell that there has been an uninterrupted incense here...

"Just waiting for the two of you, come here..."

Master Fang beckoned, interrupting the solemn atmosphere on the altar just now, Tang Qi followed Ye Qingqing and walked up, and at this time Tang Qi could carefully look at the people on the altar.

A middle-aged man with gloomy eyes, dressed in a carefree dress, followed by a somewhat unruly young man, and this seems to be another slightly older one standing opposite the master and apprentice, with a very kind face, but Tang Qi looked at him with a bright red color full of anger and irritability, and it seemed that the situation was not very good...

Master Fang gave Ye Qingqing a look, and Senior Sister hurriedly looked at the two middle-aged people, "Second Senior Uncle, Third Senior Uncle is good..."

The one with a resentful face and gloomy eyes seemed to be the second uncle, he flicked his sleeves, snorted coldly, but didn't make any moves, Tang Qi also stepped forward to say hello to the two uncles, but he received a kind smile from the kind-looking uncle...

"The time has come, the festival begins!"

Master Fang's eyes swept around solemnly, and the solemn meaning in his eyes was to remind the two uncles of the current occasion, and if there is a big event, it will be said after the festival.

Master Fang walked to the front of the tablet of the altar, took out three long incense sticks and made a long gesture first, "Disciple Fang Feifeng, thanks to the love of the elders, respected by the same door, then the second generation head of Xiaoyaomen, now announces, the festival begins!"

The three incense sticks in his hand spontaneously combusted, "The first pillar of incense, respect the glory of the heavens, the wind and rain are smooth, and the country and the people are safe..."

After Master Fang finished saluting, he took turns to serve incense in order of seniority, and Tang Qi was at the end.

"The second pillar of incense, respecting the vast earth, the water and soil are rich, and the people are nourished..."

"The third pillar of incense, respecting the ancestors and masters, teaching the profession and establishing the Tao, educating the disciples..."

When Tang Qi put down the last three incense sticks, Master Fang stepped forward and kowtowed three more times, turned around and said to everyone present, "The sacrificial ceremony is over, and the ceremony is over..."

The second uncle, who had endured it for a while, finally couldn't bear it anymore, "Zhuge , how can you be a busy man who has time to come and worship the ancestor? Why didn't you call the apprentice over this time? You called the apprentice twice to come after three sacrifices, what a white-eyed wolf, but the master loved you the most back then..."

The middle-aged man who was called Zhuge clenched his fists, "Dongfang, how can you have the face to say such a thing? Do you really not know what the reason for the death of the master back then? My Tianhou Mansion has found a key clue in the investigation of this matter, you wait for me, as long as I arrest you, I promise to let you enjoy life in prison for the rest of your life..."

"Hahahaha, I'm waiting for you, Zhuge , but your Tianhou Mansion, after all, is still a dog on the imperial road, you don't pretend to be a dog, but you have lost the face of our free door. ”

This second uncle is a sharp-toothed person, all kinds of humiliating words are endless, this scolding is like a dog, in ancient times it is an endless scolding.

On the originally mild spring afternoon, the inexplicable wind became stronger, Tang Qi looked at the third uncle Zhuge who was speechless, and his emotions were already occupied by the endless red of anger.

The wind moved, and the third uncle of Zhuge also moved, Tang Qi only saw an afterimage passing in front of him, and he heard a huge collision sound, and a strong wind pressure spread out from the collision, blowing Senior Sister Ye's long hair fluttering, blowing the shadows of the trees next to the altar, and blowing the warm sun on the altar...

"Enough!"

Master Fang shouted, and the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time also dispersed at this moment, he was already bored because Tang Qi's Gu poison time was running out, and the two uncles didn't deal with each other when they met, this would be a big fight at the patriarch's festival, and the depressed state of mind was like a powder keg that encountered a fire source, and it exploded in an instant.

Tang Qi instantly felt that the three people in front of him had become different, Zhuge and Uncle Dongfang were fighting, and Master Fang's purpose was to suppress the two at the same time, the chaotic battle between the three of them directly shrouded the entire altar in endless air pressure wind blades, and the incense that was still burning in the incense burner just now was suddenly extinguished.

The three of them seemed to have a real fire, and especially Master Fang was the most prosperous, a suffocating momentum entrenched in him, and he slammed out two palms, "Get out of here!"

There were two loud collisions, but Tang Qi's eyesight still didn't see how the three of them clashed, only to see the two uncles rolling in the air a few times and flying out of the altar directly.

And then Master Fang, who chased him out, stood at the entrance of the altar, holding something in his right hand and facing the sky, and a metal collision sound of "groan....", lingered in everyone's ears, and Zhuge and Uncle Dongfang suddenly changed their faces.

It was a cloudless spring sky with a clear sky, and suddenly began to glow, just now Tang Qi's sword frozen in the distance of the mountain suddenly made a loud noise, a thorough multicolored light rose from the mountain to connect the heaven and earth, the whole sky in a circle of ripple-like halos actually appeared in this hot moment of sunset, the last ray of light projected the sky, the sky covered with the glow of the sky as if there was life in the shape of a handleless sword.

The narration was so slow, in fact, it was only a matter of a moment's effort, and Master Fang took it down with his hand, as if he was really grasping the hilt of the sword.

Uncle Zhuge and Uncle Dongfang completely extinguished the flame of struggle.

Senior Uncle Zhuge smiled reluctantly, "Senior brother, you just ask for the Xia Blade, it's not appropriate..."

And although Uncle Dongfang didn't move in his hands, he still didn't admit defeat, "Didn't the Xia blade that the master left you to guard the mountain gate let you face our senior brother, right?"

Master Fang looked at the two junior disciples expressionlessly, and waved his right hand comically, and the Xia blade in the sky was also held in his hand, as if he wanted to cut the warm sun in half, and with a wave of it, a smoke swept across the universe, blowing Tang Qi's whole person stupid...

I always thought it was just a martial arts game, this ™ outbreak, good guys, urban fairies don't dare to write like this, the void is the hand, the clouds are the blade, a sword hits the air for three thousand miles, and the autumn water is clear and the sky is like a blue wash.

Master Fang said, "Ignoring the teacher's festival and making trouble, it is for unfilial piety, the senior brothers are fratricidal, it is for injustice, you two unfilial and unrighteous people, how can you have the face to say that I broke the rules?"

The tone is flat, but it contains deep sadness, like the autumn wind sweeping off the yellow leaves on the trees, like the cicadas singing at the end of summer knowing the arrival of autumn...

"Senior brother, you tell the truth, did I do anything wrong?" said the second senior uncle faintly, like a speech at the end of the Yellow Spring under the Nine Shadows, without a trace of emotion....