After a long time, Xiu Jue came to his senses, his face collapsed emotionally, and he roared angrily: "This is impossible, you are just a side disciple, how can you be appreciated by Father God to become the ancestor!"

"If you don't believe me, you can go to the City Lord's Mansion and ask the Father if there is such a thing. Besides, when you see the Ancestor, are you so undisciplined!" Xiuchen smiled happily, looking at the angry Xiujue, he was in a good mood.

There was silence for a while.

Xiujue looked at Xiuchen, his eyes as gloomy as a dove. After a moment of silence, he slowly knelt on the ground and said, "Meet the Ancestor." ”

Everyone inside and outside the hall knelt with Xiujue, and knelt on the ground unwillingly.

"Meet the Ancestor. ”

With a smile on his lips, Xiuchen waved his hand to signal everyone to get up. It was the first time he felt so happy, and in just a few days, his entire life and even his fate had changed dramatically. And it was the owner who suddenly appeared in the village.

"As the four great clans of Shura, we must remember to respect and humility. ”

With a word, the cultivator turned around and left the main hall and walked towards the outside of the Moro clan. From the moment he became a member of the Shura clan, he was no longer a member of the Moro clan. If you live in the Moro tribe, it's a big joke. What's more, now that he is slapping his face and cultivating his senses, the group of gods of the Moro Clan Elders' Sect are definitely unhappy. Living among the Moro tribe is mostly dangerous. Even if it becomes a god's mansion, the cultivators have self-aware enemies, but the group of elders of the Council of Elders are immortal.

Passing by a group of side disciples outside the hall, everyone bowed their heads. When Xiuchen disappeared from view, this group of side disciples raised their heads, and their faces were full of indignation. There is an unbalanced mentality in everyone's heart, obviously he was originally a side child who was born in the same way, but now he is lucky to be valued by his father and has become the ancestor.

"This monk is just lucky, if I go out of the city to do a mission, I can also get information to attract the attention of my father. ”

"I'm afraid you're thinking too much, Xiuchen is not as simple as luck. ”

"It's better not to be lucky, whether it's strength or the city, he can't compare to me. Isn't it lucky to be able to become a god's mansion and become an ancestor?

In the main hall, the four elders and Ming Yan looked at the cultivator standing in the middle, and they all dared not make a sound. Xiujue, who was already suffering from the loss of a child, wanted to deal with a side disciple like an ant, and was repeatedly frustrated, even if he was a god, he would faint in anger. At this time, Xiujue was looking at the sky outside the main hall, thoughtful.

Become a god, or even an ancestor.

These are all things that the cultivation could not have anticipated. In his opinion, even if the father got the information he wanted, the reward that the cultivator received to sustain death was just a warrant for life. As for the method of using the power of faith to condense in his body to make the cultivator instantly become a god's residence, he was already shocked.

As a result, he was also accepted as an heir by his father, which he couldn't imagine, Xiuchen was just a side child, even if he got the information that his father wanted, he would not accept him as an heir. This heir is in the weight of the Shura clan, and even the patriarchs of the four major clans have to bow and kowtow when they see it.

Those with the same status are the ancestors of the four major clans and the city lords.

There is definitely something strange in this matter, or maybe God has a new plan.

Xiu Jue came back to his senses and looked at the four elders in the main hall with expressionless faces, and then said in a calm tone: "Mingyi, come with me to the City Lord's Mansion, I want to see the City Lord." ”

"Yes. ”

......

On the streets of the upper city, Xiuchen stepped out of the Moro tribe with one foot, as if something had been untied in his heart, and his heart felt a sense of relief. Since he was born, it is the first time he has been so refreshing, and when did he, who was originally a son of the side lineage, have the qualifications to make everyone in the clan bow down.

It all comes down to the owner's credit.

It is precisely because of the master's teaching of the exercises that the Eye of Death, a heavy treasure in the gifted clan, can avoid the pursuit of Ming Yan at the pass. If there was no Eye of Death at that time, and the strength was still in the Nine Martial Arts, then the end would be to be directly arrested in the mansion and imprisoned in the spirit prison for the rest of his life. It won't be like now, when he was accepted as an heir by the ancient gods of Asura and became a god's residence.

The cultivator released his divine sense, and did not sense the breath of the master and the master mother in the upper city, and then directly extended the divine consciousness to the middle of the city, and finally sensed the breath of the two in the Colosseum. Recovering his senses, he immediately walked towards the Colosseum in Midtown.

At the moment when Xiu Chen had just crossed the gate and came to Zhongcheng District, Xiu Jue walked out of the mansion and headed towards the City Lord's Mansion, followed by Ming Xuan. When the two of them came to the city lord's mansion, the gate was already open.

Inside the door, a maid in a gorgeous costume was waiting, seeing Xiujue and Mingyi. With a smile on the corner of her mouth, the maid slowly curtched and said, "Patriarch Moluo, the city lord has been waiting for you for a long time, and sent me to wait here. ”

After saying that, the maid led the two to a side room. As soon as I entered, I saw the city lord sitting on the main seat, revealing his belly with a big belly, and drinking a cup of tea in his hand.

"See Lord Castle. Xiujue bowed, then got up and sat down on the mahogany chair on his right, with Ming Yan standing behind him.

As soon as he sat down, no one spoke, the city lord quietly drank the tea in his hand, and Xiu Jue looked at the front slightly distracted. The entire side hall was so quiet that every needle could hear the echo.

After a while, Ah Yubi put down the tea cup in his hand, looked at Xiu Jue with a solemn face, and said slowly: "What are you here for today? If it is usual, you will not set foot in my city lord's mansion for half a step." ”

Xiu Jue came back to his senses, looked at Ah Yubi on the main seat, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Is the city lord asking knowingly? You don't know my intention, you have already sent a maid to stand at the door and wait. Could it be that when I arrived, you happened to be opening your mind and observing everything in the upper city?"

After the warrior reaches the great god stage, he has a divine sense, and he can sense everything around him, and any wind and grass is in a thought. After becoming a divine residence, his divine sense became more and more condensed, and he was able to envelop the entire Shura City, and no matter who he was, he could detect it. However, not every god mansion has such idle work, concentrating on watching the movements of Asura City.

In addition, in the upper city, the Divine Mansion cannot use the divine sense to explore at will. There are only the City Lord's Mansion and the four major clans in the entire Shangcheng District, and each place has privacy, and it will not let the Divine Mansion use the divine sense so casually to envelop the entire Shangcheng District. The ancient gods of Asura, who can do this right, will not be so idle.

Ahabi smiled and didn't speak.