Mingzhong and Xue Lingsha were led by Mingjing Zhilan and Mingjingxi to the outside of the door, and there was a finely carved plaque outside the door, with the words "Mingjing Liufang" on it, and I didn't know who wrote these four words, Mingzhong felt a sense of oppression just by looking at the words.

"Xiaozhong, you can go in, Lingsha can't go in for the time being. "Spiegel Zhilan pushed the door open for Mingzhong.

Ming Zhong walked in, and the door closed as soon as he entered, and the inside was illuminated by moon spirit stones, and the light was very soft, so that people would not feel dazzling.

Ming Zhong walked for a while, and jade statues began to appear in front of him one after another, these jade statues carved people are men and women, old and young, their demeanor is majestic, and their eyebrows are powerful.

Next to these jade statues, there is a jade tablet, on which are engraved their life deeds.

These jade statues are neatly lined up on both sides of the aisle, and they feel like guardians standing here.

Mingzhong walked forward slowly, he walked for a long time, the number of these jade statues was very large, Mingzhong probably glanced at it, at least five hundred.

Ming Zhong finally came to the end, and a huge bronze mirror, bronze-colored, hung high on the wall at the end. Below the bronze mirror is a jade statue, which is carved with a very young woman, combing a Ling Xuan bun, a hairpin, holding a mirror, smiling.

Mingzhong could clearly see the words on the jade tablet next to the jade statue: Mingjing, the founder of the Mingjing sect, one of the interceptors of the apocalyptic catastrophe, no heir.

Spiegel's introduction is very brief, only a few numbers, but anyone can see the weight, the founder of the Spiegel sect.

"Chong'er, you're home. A man who looked to be only in his forties walked out from the side and looked at Mingzhong kindly, "Grandpa, I've been waiting for you for almost fifteen years." ”

Grandpa? This is Grandpa? Mingzhong knelt down and kowtowed to Mingjingyan, "Mingjingyan has seen grandpa again." Mingzhong kowtowed, still kneeling on the ground.

"Hurry up, hurry up. Ming Jingyan just stretched out his hand, and he helped Ming Zhong up in the air.

"Come, come, come. Ming Jingyan beckoned to Ming Chong, "I'll tell you the story of this ancestral hall." ”

Ming Spiegel Yan sat facing the jade statue of Ming Spiegel, and Ming Zhong walked over and sat a little back on his left.

"Lord Spiegel founded the Spiegel Sect back then, but unfortunately fell at the time of the apocalypse, starting from Lord Spiegel, we will worship every clansman who has made outstanding contributions to the Wansheng Continent, 70,000 years, there are more and more jade statues here, there are five hundred and ninety-nine. Ming Spiegel is full of respect for this place, and you can feel his respect even when he speaks.

"Chong'er, our Spiegel Sect uses Spiegel as the surname to show respect for Spiegel, and you must always remember the glory of this surname. Ming Jingyan looked up at the bronze mirror hanging high, "Although this Zhutian Mirror has been damaged, it was once brilliant. ”

"Zhutian Mirror?" Mingzhong exclaimed, "Is it the Holy Artifact Zhutian Mirror?" "If it is really the Zhutian Mirror on the holy weapon list, then the first owner of the Zhutian Mirror, Zhutian, should be called Ming Zhutian."

"Not bad. Spiegel's eyes were overflowing with pride, "It is the holy artifact Zhutian Mirror." ”

"Our Spiegel Sect, maybe it's not what history records at all, we just haven't shown it, right?" "The Spiegel Sect has Ming Zhutian, there are Spiegel Ten Thousand Spirits, and there are many people he doesn't know, with these people, how can the Spiegel Sect decline?

"Since the day of our existence, we have been fighting against calamities, fighting against foreign enemies, where do we have so much spare time to pay attention to those people. "Ming Jingyan looks down on those who only know how to be strong on the Wansheng Continent, and his words are full of disdain.

"Spiegel is beautiful, not a lie. Mingzhong sighed.