Luo Chen turned his head and looked at the offering table not far behind him.

The offering table is not small, there are two oil lamps on the left and right sides, the faint light is swaying in it, and the candle oil used in the long-handled copper lamp is naturally not an ordinary thing, it is a rare soul grass grinding and soaking on the mountain.

Originally, these two green lanterns were intended to be used as soul lamps, but not to mention that he was a small third-rate sect of Dongtianmen, even if there were many second-rate sects that could gather the things needed for the soul lamp, even if they did, it would not be once and for all.

You must know that to maintain a soul lamp is to add spirit stone crystals to it, and add fixed spirit stone crystals to it for a fixed period of time to maintain the flickering candlelight that is definitely not good-looking.

Therefore, even if there are detailed records in the classics of his East Heavenly Gate, it can only be done in vain on the offering table of this ancestor hall.

In the middle of the two bronze lamps, there are five layers of tablets.

In order, the older the year, the better it is.

Although Dongtianmen is only a small third-rate sect, if you just talk about tracing history, not to mention that among the third-rate sects, this Dongtianmen can be regarded as second to none, even among those second-rate mountain gates, there are a few that can be called the word "long-lasting" than his Dongtianmen.

Luo Chen swept over these red tablets one by one, what ** Yuan said before was indeed true, and the tablets of the old man on these tablets were indeed copied by him Luo Chen one by one.

When he saw something familiar with the name, he took the initiative to stay more.

This Taihu Peak Patriarch Hall is more than 100 years old, which is not short, but the Patriarch Hall calculated in terms of thousands of years is indeed far behind.

After a long time, Luo Chen turned around and looked at the round table, except for the old man who was sitting on Ding Yizhong's fat side.

In the entire Patriarch Hall, only he, Luo Chen and the old man, were left.

If Ding Yizhong, who was sitting in the first place on the side before, was just a puppet on the bright side, then this second-in-command who was laughed at by ** Yuan was really the second-in-command of his Luo Chen.

The old man's surname is Wang, Wang Yusheng.

Luo Chen sat down on the first chair again, exhaled lightly from his mouth, and said with a chuckle on the corner of his mouth: "We all know that sitting on this chair is infinitely beautiful, but who can know the difficulty of walking under this chair? ”

Wang Yusheng comforted softly: "Don't worry about the master, the master is only worried, and now you can finally breathe a sigh of relief." ”

Luo Chen said on the back of the chair: "Really?"

Wang Yusheng's eyes seemed to have a light flashing in his eyes, and he asked suspiciously: "Since the door master has decided to back down, why do you want to leave those old guys to occupy half of the ground in this ancestral hall for nothing? If the door master is just to balance those old guys, there is no need at all." ”

Wang Yusheng frowned, he really couldn't figure it out.

Luo Chen's eyes looked forward, the black paint outside the gate was a lot, he Luo Chen is the master of the door, the head of the East Heaven Gate, although there is only a sub word hanging now, but he Luo Chen is the head of the East Heaven Gate who only needs to remove the sub word, the head of a sect, where did he come from so many explanations for others.

So he Luo Chen didn't explain, and Lei Yusheng's face couldn't see the slightest color change, only a faint smile hanging on it.

In fact, in his Luo Chen's heart, he was naturally not afraid of those old-school monks who were about to reach their twilight years, if he had added his uncle in the middle of the Xuan King in front of him, he would have to consider one or two of them, after all, whether it was prestige or Pang's, his uncle was extremely high in this East Heavenly Gate, but that was all before, before Fang Cai Yuan left.

Now he Luo Chen can be said to have almost no worries in this East Heaven Gate, if he really finds a person worth worrying about, it is only his master who has not been out for a hundred years, the head of the East Heaven Gate.

There are two reasons why he Luo Chen left those four chairs, one is that he Luo Chen doesn't want to turn this ancestral hall into a hall of words, everything is up to them, whether the other voices are good or not, or they are opposed to him Luo Chen, but after all, it is better to listen more.

Another point is that even if he Luo Chen doesn't want to admit it after a hundred years, he has to admit that in the depths of his Luo Chen's heart, he still retains the awe of his master, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is afraid, so those four people represent not the old-school monks in the East Heavenly Gate, but his master.

He Luo Chen has actually been waiting, waiting for his master's autumn queen to settle accounts.

"Door master, door master?"

Wang Yusheng shouted suspiciously to Luo Chen, who was very thoughtful.

After Luo Chen heard the shouting, he gathered his mind in an instant and looked at the other party again.

Wang Yusheng continued to say in a calm voice: "Door master, today's old master has gone to the forbidden mountain again. ”

Luo Chen nodded slightly, about his master who was on top of Lingxiu Peak, the old head of the East Heaven Gate, he, who was a disciple, wanted to be the new head of the East Heaven Gate, naturally he would pay more attention to his old head who behaved strangely for some reason, and pay more attention.

And every once in a while, his master would get up and go to the forbidden mountain, which was surveyed over and over again by the monks on the extremely high mountain of the Dongtianmen Station, where he still had a lot of them, but there was nothing.

The name of the Forbidden Mountain is actually just a joke for them.

However, the extreme barrenness on the Forbidden Mountain is a thing that really cannot be true.

Luo Chen was puzzled: "What's the matter, Uncle Wang, but what weird and wrong did you find? Or is it that the master's cultivation realm is already ......?"

If the old master's cultivation has already broken through to the Xuanhuang realm, then Luo Chen's more than 100 years of planning and planning can only be like a dream, completely useless.

After all, on this monk's mountain, all you see is the word cultivation, and besides, his master is a well-deserved master of the East Tianmen Gate, both famous and real.

Wang Yusheng shook his head and said: "How high is the old man's major, whether he broke the shackles of King Xuan, the old man doesn't know, but there is one thing that the old man can be sure of, and there is not much time." ”

Luo Chen frowned and asked, "What time is wrong?"

"The old master is not out of Lingxiu, the land of the three peaks of Yuyuan has been a full one hundred and five years, and the old master of each two fixed days will set off to the forbidden mountain twice, and will go to the Yuyuan Peak once every five years, and stay for two full months. ”