"Huh? What's going on? ”

The two of them held on to the pillars, so they didn't fall, and they looked back at the statue of the ancestor who trembled slightly in disbelief.

What's going on? Is Master Zu too excited to see who Ren Jian has good qualifications?

Or is Master Zu angry because this guy is too rude and refuses to bend his knees and kowtow?

Wang Ming and Li Tian glanced at each other, and they didn't know what the reason was.

But no matter what the reason, whether it is excitement or anger, it is imperative to let Ren Jian quickly kneel and kowtow.

"Hey, who's that? Why don't you hurry up and bend your knees, don't you see that Master Zu is angry? If you don't kneel down, beware that not only will you not get any reward, but you will also be punished. ”

Li Tian endured the terrifying coercion that almost crushed him down, and hurriedly shouted at Ren Jian.

"I don't want it." Ren Jian who shook his head and refused.

"Click......"

And after Li Tian said that let Ren Jian kneel, otherwise he would be punished, the carved lifelike statue of the ancestor made another clanging sound, and immediately, in the trembling, it began to crack......

The terrifying sense of pressure became more and more terrifying, and it seemed that Ren Jian refused to bend his knees, which made Master Zu angry.

Wang Ming and Li Tian couldn't resist this coercion any longer, and knelt down with a "poof".

And Ren Jian, who was standing still, could vaguely sense that the wisps of distraction floating from the Lingxiao Statue were showing a trace of humble flattery and pleading to him, hoping that he would not be angry.

"Don't kneel yet!"

Lying on the ground, Wang Ming, who couldn't move, exerted all his strength and gritted his teeth and reluctantly said these four words.

"Are you sure you want me to bend my knees?" Ren Jian looked down at the stubborn two, his lips raised slightly, and he said lightly, "I'm afraid that your ancestor can't afford it." ”

"Kneel!" Li Tian squeezed out a word with a hideous face.

As soon as his voice fell, the terrifying sense of pressure suddenly strengthened again with some anger, so that Li Tian felt that his internal organs were about to be crushed, and he made a "poof" sound, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person fell into a coma.

The two of them who were dizzy forgot that they couldn't bear the pressure and knelt on the ground when they cultivated during the foundation building period, and in their opinion, they were just Ren Jian who was only a fifth-layer qi refining person, and they were still standing lightly at this time.

"Then do as you wish." Ren Jian smiled faintly.

As he spoke, Ren Jian's knees bent forward slightly.

"Bang!"

Ren Jian only made a gesture of wanting to bend his knees, but his knees leaned forward slightly, how could the statue of the ancestor dare to accept such a big gift from him? It exploded like fireworks.

The statue exploded, and the distractions in it vanished.

Without that coercion and suppression, Wang Ming suddenly gasped for breath and immediately got up from the ground.

When he stood up and saw the statue of the ancestor god broken into countless gold nuggets scattered all over the house, he was stunned.

"How so...... How is that possible? Why...... He refused to kneel, and the ancestor was so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven? Why? Why ......"

Wang Ming froze in place, his eyes glazed, and he kept muttering.

Ren Jian was just making a move, and when he saw the idol bursting open, he had already stood up straight again.

He looked at Wang Ming and said lightly: "It's all said, my great gift, your ancestor can't afford it." ”

"You?!"

Ren Jian's words suddenly woke up Wang Ming, and he turned his head and stared at Ren Jian with red eyes, his eyes boiling with murderous intent.

Wang Ming is an inner disciple, there are sect tasks to do every month, his task this time, is to sit in the ancestral temple, if there are new disciples come over, give them three incense, let them worship.

This was a very idle task, after all, the Ling Xiao Sword Sect had long since declined, and it was almost difficult to recruit any disciples.

After taking this task, he almost didn't have to do anything, and he could practice with peace of mind every day, which was a good errand, and countless inner disciples fought for their heads, and the reason why Wang Ming was able to receive it was because of his identity as the grandson of the elder Taishang in his sect.

But at this time, the statue of Master Zu exploded and was destroyed under his control, even if he was the grandson of Elder Taishang, I am afraid that he will not escape punishment.

At this time, the culprit was in front of him, and there was even a smile on the corner of his mouth, how could Wang Ming not be angry? Want to cut him with a thousand knives?

He also has the idea of arresting Ren Jian, the culprit, and handing it over to the Criminal Law Hall to deal with, and with the help of his grandfather, he may be able to avoid punishment.

"Yes, it was you who refused to bow down and offended Master Zu, which made him so angry that he exploded!" Wang Ming's eyes were red, he pulled out his waist hanging saber, and shouted angrily, "Die!" ”

Ren Jian didn't care when he saw that Wang Ming was going to make a move, and as soon as he raised his hand, a short sword immediately appeared in his hand.

As soon as this short sword appeared, a cold wind suddenly rose in the temple, blowing Wang Ming's cheeks with pain.

And the space around Ren Jian's body was also faintly fluctuating, as if it was about to be divided.

This short sword is a medium-grade divine sword, the "Broken Wind and Turbulent Wave Sword".

Just as the two were about to make a move.

"What's going on? Why can't I sense the breath of the statue of the ancestor god? ”

An old voice sounded, and then, an old man in a gray robe hurriedly walked into the Lingxiao Temple.

When he saw the golden statue that had been shattered and scattered all over the ground, his eyes suddenly went black, and he almost fainted.

"Oh my God, how can this be?"

The old man's tone was filled with anger and chagrin.

The old man's name is Hao Yun, and he is a core elder of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, how important is the Ancestral Master Temple in the Lingxiao Sword Sect? How could such a place be guarded by two inner disciples?

Wang Ming and Li Tian came here to sit down, it was just a task assigned to them by the sect, and it didn't mean that the sect would think that relying on their two inner disciples alone would be able to protect the golden statue of Ling Xiao Ancestor Master.

The person who is really in charge is him Hao Yun.

But just now, he had something to go out, and he thought that there would be no accidents in a short period of effort, even if there was an accident, there were Wang Ming and Li Tianzai in the ancestral master temple, and he should be able to hold on for a short time, enough to hold on until he came back.

But Hao Yun didn't expect that before half a moment's effort, Master Zu's golden body was shattered.

This is his dereliction of duty, and he cannot escape the blame.

Hao Yun's eyes were also a little red, he glanced at the temple a few times, who was Ren Jian of the fifth layer of qi refining, he directly ignored it, looked at Li Tian who was in a coma, and finally couldn't find the murderer, so he stared at Wang Ming.

"What's going on? What about the murderer? Did he run away? Hao Yun asked with red eyes.

"Didn't run!" Wang Ming gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand, pointing at Ren Jian with an innocent face, "It's him!" ”

Hao Yun glanced at Ren Jian again, and found that he was still at the fifth level of qi refining, and wondered, "What's the matter?" He was refining qi at the fifth level, how could he blow up the statue of the ancestor master? ”

"It was he who came to participate in the entrance ceremony, but he refused to bow down to Master Zu, and Master Zu was so angry that he exploded." Wang Ming suppressed the anger in his heart and explained.

"Is that so?" Hao Yun felt that this reason was not very reasonable.

But he still looked at Ren Jian again, and when he saw the Shattered Wind and Wave Sword in Ren Jian's hand, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Then, Hao Yun blinked, blinked again, and realized that he was not mistaken, the short sword in Ren Jian's hand was indeed the Lingxiao Sword Sect Zhen Sect Divine Sword that he had been fortunate enough to see, the Shattering Wind and Chaos Wave Sword.

"Smack!"

Hao Yun's face changed, and then Huo Ran turned around and slapped Wang Ming violently.