Chapter 77: Thousands of Heroic Spirits

After entering, Song Qian's eyes were full of shock.

Inside is densely packed with spirit tablets that are more than a foot high, and there are thousands of them, each of which is engraved with a name, proving that there is a heroic spirit buried here.

Song Qian's heart was beating violently, he never thought that there was such a dense storage place for spirit cards in the world, and those spirit cards stood quietly here one by one, exuding a cold and gloomy atmosphere, as if silently telling Song Qian that there had been battles and sacrifices again and again.

The atmosphere inside was extremely gloomy, but the hot blood in Song Qian's body boiled instantly, and the belligerent factor in the blood was finally fully stimulated at this moment, as if an ancient giant beast struggled out of Song Qian's body, letting out a roar that resounded throughout the world.

The spirit card is divided into two parts, one part is in the middle, there are about hundreds of pieces, and the other part is on both sides, and the number is more than ten times that of the middle.

Song Zhongliang took Song Qian to the spirit card in the middle, and shouted at Song Qian: "Qian'er, kneel!" ”

Song Qian had already burst into tears, and he didn't need to say anything from his grandfather, the inheritance in his blood made him understand that this was the ancestral hall of the Song family, and what was offered here must be the heroic spirits of the Song family who had died in battle for hundreds of years.

With a "poof", Song Qian knelt in front of the spirit card in the middle, and kowtowed nine heads, each of which made a "bang" sound, and his forehead was stained with blood after a while.

"Disdain the descendants of Song Zhongliang, and bring the descendants Song Rong and Song Qian to worship the ancestors and ancestors!"

Song Zhongliang and Song Rong also knelt down in the middle, and after kowtowing respectfully, they stood up and said to Song Qian: "Qian'er, haven't you always wanted to know, what is the identity of grandpa?" Today, grandpa will tell you that grandpa is the previous generation of masters of the night group - the Night Emperor! ”

"The master of the previous generation of the Night Group, the Night Emperor?" Song Qian looked at his grandfather in surprise, his mouth was wide open, and his heart was like turning over the river and the sea, and he couldn't return to his senses for a long time.

"That's right, you are the only heir to activate the bloodline of the King of Punishment after your grandfather, your father has been talented since he was a child, and at your age, his strength is already extremely strong, but even he can't activate the inheritance bloodline, so we can see how precious my Song inheritance bloodline is."

Song Zhongliang sighed infinitely, and looked at Song Qian with eyes full of expectation: "Qian'er, live well, as long as each generation of the Torture King bloodline grows to the end, all of them are extremely strong, as long as the Song family has the bloodline of the Punishment King, the ghosts and ghosts in the world will not be able to jump, this is the meaning of my Song family's existence for hundreds of years, and it is also the supreme glory of my Song family for hundreds of years!" ”

In the end, Song Zhongliang's voice gradually became high-pitched, and said: "Do you see the spirit cards in the middle, they are all the Song clan people who have sacrificed over the years, and the spirit cards on both sides, each of which is a once powerful existence of the night group, it is they who use their own lives and flesh and blood to defend this land and this homeland, and fight against the darkness and ugliness of the world, one after another, never stop!" ”

In the end, Song Zhongliang was already in tears, his body was trembling, Song Qian quickly got up to help his grandfather, a warm blood surged up in his heart, and he couldn't help but say: "Grandpa, don't worry, I have grown up now, I will definitely inherit the glory of the Song family, and continue to fight against the dark and ugly until the last drop of my blood is shed." ”

When he said this, Song Qian felt that the entire hall seemed to come alive in an instant, and an indescribable aura of agility lingered around him, and it seemed that there were countless Yin Spirits who appreciated Song Qian's words, so they blessed Song Qian in their form.

Especially in the direction of the center, a strong and almost substantial aura poured into Song Qian's body, instantly blending into it, Song Qian felt that his spirit was unprecedentedly full, his strength was unprecedentedly strong, and even the scars on his head were slowly recovering unconsciously.

Hearing what Song Qian said, Song Zhongliang's body immediately stopped shaking, and when he felt the changes that happened to Song Qian, he nodded with satisfaction, with a hint of pride in his eyes.

After saying so much and doing so much, this kid finally took the bait!

Later, under the guidance of his grandfather, Song Qian respectfully incensed the ancestors and the heroes of the night group who died in battle, kowtowed, and walked out of the Yiyong Killing Hall and came to a wooden building.

Song Qian's heart slowly calmed down, and he finally felt that he seemed to have made some promise unintentionally just now, and this promise was so big that even if he spent his life struggling and fighting, it might not be possible to achieve it.

Song Qian looked at his grandfather with some doubts, at this time Song Zhongliang looked serious, and when he saw Song Qian looking at him, he hurriedly said: "I guess you have already thought that your father is not an ordinary person, right?" Then you should also know why we don't worry about him at all. ”

Song Qian nodded, after this experience, a mere Zhao family will indeed not cause any hindrance to his father, and he has offended the Zhao family so far.

Seeing the successful transfer of the topic, Song Zhongliang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said while the iron was hot: "Since you have made such an oath just now, grandpa naturally wants to fulfill you, and that is also the responsibility of every boy of the Song family." From now on, you and your little friends must undergo professional training in the night group, giving you three days to prepare for it. ”

After that, Song Zhongliang left straight away and walked towards the wooden building, where many tall figures could be vaguely seen walking in it, and it seemed that this was the place where he had lived and worked for so many years.

Song Qian understood everything in a moment.

Song Rong looked at his nephew, there was some reluctance and reluctance in his eyes, more of a kind of love that blood is thicker than water. Song Rong is still unmarried, so he has treated Song Qian as his son since he was a child, and Song Qian has been able to live peacefully until now, and there is Song Rong's fight for it.

For this nephew, Song Rong has been silently paying for him all these years, blocking all the pressure he can withstand.

But no matter how much you love, the young eagle always has to spread its wings and fly high, under the arrangement of the eldest brother and the guidance of the father, it finally came to this day.

"Qian'er, I'll show you the base, and at the same time I will probably introduce to you, didn't you set up a detective agency, then from now on, the detective will be the cover identity for you and your team, as for what kind of identity you can get in the future, everything depends on your strength to fight." Song Rong patted his nephew's shoulder, his eyes full of expectation.

Song Qian thought for a while, and asked a little embarrassedly: "Auntie, can my current strength be ranked in the night group?" ”