The Fulin Hall of Fulinmen enshrines the spiritual seat of the ancestors of the past dynasties, although now people are sparse, but the incense of the disciples and grandchildren to worship the ancestors has not been broken.

The master of the sect reverently lit three long incense sticks, and after three bows, he inserted it into the incense burner covered with traces of time.

Zhang Han knelt down in front of the long table full of ancestors' spiritual seats, and looked at the back of the master without saying a word.

After the head of the sect worshiped and worshipped, he looked at more than a dozen spiritual seats engraved with the names of the ancestors of the past dynasties, and was silent.

After a long time, he sighed and said to Zhang Han behind him: "The immortal road is already against the sky, the road is far away and there are many dangers, and the realm alone is divided into eight realms: Qi refining, foundation building, Jindan, Yuanying, distraction, integration, tribulation, and Mahayana. ”

Watfack! Such a standard opening remark, there is a play!

Zhang Han suddenly became energetic, and listened to the words of his master, for fear of missing a word.

"Since my ancestor Fulin Shengjun opened the mountain and established the sect, it has been passed on to the generation of teachers for thirteen generations. Although the sect is declining day by day, and the inheritance may be broken at any time, the glory of the ancestors must still be remembered. ”

Speaking of the history of Fulinmen, there was a hint of pride in the eyes of the head master, and his waist couldn't help but straighten up, and he began to introduce Zhang Han to the glorious deeds of the heads of the past dynasties.

"The ninth generation head of Fulinmen - Chengguang is powerful, he was the head of the family in the early days of distraction, he once went deep into the 100,000 mountains, killed five demons of the same level, and was awarded the platinum medal by the Immortal Alliance."

"The seventh generation head of Fulinmen - Fengxi Da Neng, who was in charge in the late stage of distraction, once led a lone army to garrison the Qilian Tianshan Fortress, and defended the fortress for seven days and seven nights in the face of the demon army ten times higher than the army, waiting for reinforcements to surround him, and was awarded the Purple Gold Medal by the Immortal League after the war."

"The sixth generation head of Fulinmen - Tianqi Zhenjun, who was in charge of the early days of the merger, won the championship in the Tianshan Polemic when he was young, and was praised by his colleagues as the first person in the realm of distraction."

"The fifth-generation head of Fulinmen - Huaqiu Zhenjun, the ...... in the middle of the merger."

The head of the family is like a few treasures telling the glorious deeds of the ancestors on the spirit card, Zhang Han wants to doze off when he listens to it, these things have been heard since childhood, and they can be recited backwards.

However, he still bothered and listened carefully to every word the master said.

After a long time, the head master finally finished introducing the ancestor of the Kai Sect Fu Lin Shengjun, and then turned to face him and asked, "Disciple, how do you feel after listening to the great achievements of the ancestors of the past dynasties?" ”

Zhang Han thought seriously for a while and replied: "One generation is not as good as the next. ”

"Criminals! How do you speak, doesn't there be a sense of honor? ”

"Yes, yes." Zhang Han nodded and replied like pecking rice.

"Well, that's good."

The head master turned his head with satisfaction and continued: "When Fulinmen went out in its heyday, it was invincible and invincible everywhere it went. ”

"As long as the Fulin Immortal Army lights up the big red blessing flag, the demon army and thieves are all frightened and shout that the blessing has arrived, and they will all flee without a fight."

"How strong and majestic was the Blessings Gate at that time."

Zhang Han tried to make up the picture in his brain, and found that the majesty seemed to be quite majestic, but why did he always feel so festive?

"Since Master Fulin disappeared with a group of elites, there is only an empty shelf left in Fulinmen, and after more than five thousand years of ups and downs, it has long been forgotten by the cultivation realm."

The head master turned around again, and continued with a somewhat gloomy back: "I am old for the teacher, and it will still be the world of you young people in the future, so the master has decided to pass on the position of the head to you today." ”

What the hell?!

Σ(⊙▽⊙"a Huh?

What is this God unfolding?

No, what do I want to be in charge?

Where's my gold finger?

Zhang Han looked at the head master in a daze, but the head master only thought that he was too surprised, walked over and patted him on the shoulder and said: "Don't be excited, the burden of the head is still very heavy, you have to work harder to cultivate and work hard." ”

"Although there is little hope, I still hope that Fulinmen can be carried forward in your hands."

Zhang Han hurriedly wanted to open his mouth to refuse, but the hand of the master master on his shoulder emitted a powerful true qi, sealing him and unable to move, unable to speak.

"Being a teacher is a casual cultivation, relying on one's own efforts, and going through all kinds of hardships to cultivate to the foundation building period."

"Later, I was fortunate to be accepted as a disciple by the twelfth generation head of this sect, but his old man disappeared the next day after he worshiped his master, and he has not been heard from since."

Speaking of this, the head of the master said with a look of remembrance on his face: "Fortunately, there is a senior brother who is a teacher, that is, your master teaches on behalf of the teacher, so that there is a teacher today." ”

"Later, your uncle disappeared."

"It's not easy for a teacher to have today's Yuan Infant Cultivation Period, unlike you, you have a good teacher."

Saying that his master is irresponsible in front of his apprentices, and praising himself by the way, is this really good?

Master Venerable sighed and finally took his hand off his shoulder.

Zhang Han was relieved and finally able to speak, and just wanted to let the head master take back his life, but he swallowed back before he could say anything.

Because he saw the head master take out a black sandalwood box from the storage bag, and then his eyes were nailed to the box and he couldn't take it off.

Zhang Han has read more novels in his previous life than he has stored in the starting point server, and in this situation, in his experience, he can almost 99.99% be sure that the things in this box must be extraordinary, and nine times out of ten they are the golden fingers of his dreams!

The Master of the Sect handed him three things, including the sandalwood box.

The first is a palm-sized token of the head of the house, with a blessing character engraved on the main entrance and a decree engraved on the back.

The second thing is the sandalwood box, the head of the family repeatedly told him that it must be opened on the night of the full moon, and Zhang Han immediately replied with a look that I understand.

The third thing is more special, it is a very tough and common letter paper, and when I looked at the content, it was actually a confirmation letter for the change of the legal representative of the sect issued by the Immortals League.

The new head of this change confirmation letter has the word Zhang Han written on it.

Zhang Han's face twitched, and only then did he confirm that today's head master was not a temporary idea, but a premeditated plan.

"Apprentice, you sign here with true qi, and the official handover will be completed."

The head master pointed to a blank corner of the confirmation letter and motioned for Zhang Han to preach true qi to enter. After thinking about it, he continued: "As for the handover of the chapter ceremony in the door, it is too cumbersome, anyway, there are only three people left in the door, so if you can avoid it, you can avoid it." ”

Zhang Han guided Zhenqi to write his name on the confirmation letter, and after the last stroke fell, he found that the head master seemed to be relieved.

What's the situation?

Why do you suddenly feel like you're on a thief ship?

Zhang Hanhu looked at the head master suspiciously.

I always felt that the faint sad expression on his face was faked.

……

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Three days later.

Zhang Han sat in the cloud pavilion by the stream, and the sandalwood box was placed on the chess table.

Senior Sister Yu Yao sat very obediently next to her and brewed a pot of tea.

After he took over as the head, he found that his master was missing the next day, and he only left a note telling him not to worry about it, saying that he wanted to find an opportunity in the Great Northern Wilderness.

This made Zhang Han a little worried.

The kind of demon venerable in the Great Northern Wilderness is as many as dogs, and where the demon kings walk everywhere, the master respects his old man and a Yuanying monk is really not enough to see, that is really to say that it is gone.

Forget it, this is also in line with FLM's tradition.

Let's go, anyway, Shizun used to be often away from home, and he could lose a few brocade chickens when he left.

Today is the night of the full moon, and Zhang Han's mind is now on the sandalwood box in front of him.