This is the post-autumn reckoning after the goal is determined?

Gu Lingzhi's eyes sank, and he secretly scolded the old bastard, daring to force her to kneel!

Fortunately, she was keeping her head down now, so she didn't let Pan Liwen see the anger that instantly shot out of her eyes. Otherwise, you can directly hide in the inheritance space for refuge.

Holding back his anger, Gu Lingzhi knelt on the ground and listened to Pan Liwen's reprimand for an hour, before he got up under Pan Yu's maintenance and was ordered to think in the ancestral hall for three days.

It wasn't until three days later that Gu Lingzhi knew how lucky he was to be punished to kneel in the ancestral hall. If they hadn't been punished for such a game, maybe their league would have really lost everything!

The ancestral hall of the Beiqiu royal family was built on top of the underground palace where the ancestors retreated and cultivated. Gu Lingzhi knelt straight in front of a row of spiritual seats, and happily probed into the inheritance space with his spiritual power, communicating with Rong Yuan inside what he saw. Of course, such a humiliating thing as being punished to kneel in the ancestral hall was automatically ignored by her, and only conveyed some useful information. With Rong Yuan as a companion. This made her think about it very resistantly, and it became less difficult to accept.

finally lasted until the end of three days, and Gu Lingzhi's legs didn't look like his own. Reluctantly standing up on the table, she refused the support of the guards in charge of guarding her, and slowly moved behind the shelf where the ancestors of the Pan family were enshrined, before sitting down against the wall with a depressed face.

After kneeling for so long in front of the tablets of a group of her own enemies' family slaves, she never wanted to see those names again in her life.

If it weren't for the fact that Pan Wen's identity was very useful and could give her access to many things that other identities couldn't reach, she would never have endured it until now.

Just when Gu Lingzhi had rested enough, his legs were finally not so numb, and he wanted to get up and leave, there was a series of footsteps in front of him.

"Ancestor, do we really want to use that thing?"

It was Pan Liwen's voice, and for some reason, Gu Lingzhi actually heard a trace of expectation from this voice.

"Hmm. An old voice said lightly: "If you don't use it now, do you have to wait for the alliance to come and use it?"

Gu Lingzhi's eyes flashed, and his body, which was already halfway up, slid down again, and rolled forward silently, hiding under the tablet stand. If the person standing in front of him doesn't deliberately turn around, he won't be able to see that there is another person behind him at all.

Following the gap in the shelf, Gu Lingzhi finally saw the appearance of the person in front of him clearly. It was a skinny old man who seemed to be able to achieve bliss anytime and anywhere. The two eye sockets on his emaciated cheeks were sunken deeply, and he stood weakly in the center like a walking skeleton. Pan Liwen and another old woman who Gu Lingzhi couldn't name supported each other left and right.

Although the old man's whole person, both in appearance and breath, gave people the illusion that he could cut off at any time, Gu Lingzhi didn't feel contemptuous at all.

The person who can be called the ancestor by the second person of the Beiqiu royal family, and who serves so carefully and respectfully, is none other than Pan Luming, the ancestor of the Beiqiu royal family, who is said to be the same era as the god of law!

What is it that can make this faceless ancestor also appear?

Gu Ling's heart was beating wildly, and he felt as if he had inadvertently bumped into something terrible. So he slowed his breathing and hid more cautiously.

Afraid of attracting the attention of outsiders, Gu Lingzhi even took his eyes back, and only focused on paying attention to the movement outside with his ears and perception.

The sound of rustling continued for a while, and not long after, Pan Luming's voice sounded again. Different from the majesty and oppression in the previous sentence, his voice at this moment was actually flattering and apprehensive: "Pan Luming, the 56745th generation descendant of my master's slave Pan family, asks to see my master, take pity on my master, and solve the disaster of my Pan family." ”

My master, a house slave?

Gu Lingzhi instantly realized what they were going to do.

She knew before that the Pan family had always had a way to contact Pan Luo, but she didn't expect to be bumped into by her by mistake.

Subsequently, Gu Lingzhi only felt that the shelf where he was hiding gradually heated up. A faint white glow peeked through the top of the shelf. Immediately afterward, a powerful, almost suffocating aura slowly penetrated. A deep and mellow voice sounded softly: "Oh, what have you caused again?"

It was just a simple question, but it made people feel irresistible pressure for no reason, as if in front of the owner of this voice, everything in the world wanted to bow down, but nothing could enter his eyes.

Pan Luo!

Without thinking about it, this name suddenly jumped into Gu Ling's mind. There was endless hatred in his eyes for a moment. It is the imprint engraved in the soul of every Spirit Clan, whether they have the memory of the year or not, when they feel this person, this deep hatred will unconsciously awaken, shouting for blood debt and blood payment!

"Calm down!"

Just when Gu Lingzhi was overwhelmed by the surging hatred and unconsciously wanted to rush out to fight the man, a hurried voice woke her up from that strong feeling.

"You're no match for him now, don't be controlled by instinct!"

It's squeak!

When Pan Luming began to summon Pan Luo, it came out of the Finnish map vigilantly, and fortunately, it came out in time to stop Gu Lingzhi's suicidal impulse.

“...... Me, what's wrong with me?" Being called by Squeak, Gu Lingzhi reluctantly withdrew from that strong emotion, and looked at Squeak in confusion.

"Why do I hate him so much?" she had obviously never met Pan Luo. What I knew about him was only from Liu Yiyan and the narrative of the powerful remnant soul of the Spirit Clan. Why is it that just hearing a voice is like opening some floodgate, almost overwhelmed by intense hatred?

Squeak sighed complicatedly: "Because there is the blood of the patriarch in your body......"

Back then, because of his own thoughts, he led to the destruction of the whole clan. The guilt and remorse that the patriarch carried at the beginning cannot be expressed in words. Because the hatred was too deep, the inheritance space that coexisted and died with him was also infected with that emotion. Normally, it's okay, once you come into contact with Pan Luo's breath, the emotions that have been suppressed by the years will resurface. This affects the mood of those who have the space for inheritance. Gu Lingzhi's reaction would be so big.

Squeak told Gu Lingzhi the reason in a short language, and quietly got into Gu Lingzhi's arms, listening to the movement outside.

Because the coercion generated by Pan Luo's projection from the divine realm to the lower realm was very heavy, the killing intent that Gu Lingzhi had accidentally exuded before was covered up. Under Pan Luming's humble plea, Pan Luo, who just separated a projection and transmitted it to the Nether Realm, smiled faintly, took out a thing at random, and threw it through the barrier of the two realms.

"This artifact has the function of turning stones into soldiers, you can use it. ”

"Thank you for the treasure, we will definitely repel the strong enemy and defend the Tianyuan Continent for you!" Pan Luming was almost incoherent with joy. Pan Luo's chuckle came from the white mangs again, with a little contempt and meaning.

"Although the treasure is good, there are restrictions on its use. There is no need to defend the Tian Yuan Continent, it is a wasteland for me. Wait and do it yourself. After saying this, Pan Luo cut off the connection with the Tian Yuan Continent.

The rest of Pan Luming and the others had expressions on their faces that changed several times.

Pan Luo's last sentence was obviously a warning.

Back then, because of the war of the gods, the Tian Yuan Continent was tossed too seriously, so that the laws of heaven and earth forcibly changed the rules, and people above the demigod were not allowed to land in the Tian Yuan Continent. Pan Luo basically gave up this place, and just asked about the news of the Spirit Clan every other few tens of years.

And the Pan family has gained a lot of benefits because of Pan Luo's relationship, and it has gradually grown in the Tianyuan Continent. even had the ambition to dominate the continent. On the surface, it is said that the entire continent is unified, and it is more convenient to collect news from the spirit race. But only they know that collecting news from the Spirit Race is just a pretense, and satisfying their ambitions is the real purpose!

Pan Luo's words before leaving obviously saw through their thoughts as a warning.

“...... Ancestor, didn't you say that my lord was not interested in the Tian Yuan Continent, and he didn't care who was the master here at all?"

"My lord's thoughts are also what you can guess?" Pan Luming reprimanded the old woman who said this. He knelt down in the direction of the tablet stand and bowed respectfully three times. Only then did he slowly get up and sighed: "How can a person like my lord care about the hairy land of the Tianyuan Continent? What he cares about is not the continent, but that we satisfy our own desires in his name. ”

Pan Luming and the old woman's faces froze when they heard this, and they understood what they were wrong.

But after thinking about it, Pan Luo can't get here anyway. There are only people from their Pan family and Pan Luo in the entire continent. As long as he wants to get news about the Spirits, he will need their help. Even if you are a little dissatisfied, you will not watch them be unlucky. Doesn't the artifact given by the ancestor prove this?

Thinking of this, the two of them stared at the thing in Pan Luming's arms with fiery eyes at the same time.

It was a dust-like spiritual weapon, with a white tail crystal clear, and under the refraction of the sun, it shone with silver light patterns. The materials used were like nothing they had ever seen before. The handle of the dust whisk is a deep red piece of wood carved with countless figures.

“...... He said it could turn a stone into a soldier. Shall we try it?" Pan Liwen suggested as Pan Luming looked expectantly.

When he got the dust, Pan Luming wanted to do it, and he naturally had no opinion when he heard it. The eyes swept around, and in one corner saw a stone the size of a thumb. With a slight flick of his arm, the tail of the whisk swept towards the stone. In a flash of silver light, a person who was turned into stone appeared in the ancestral hall.

Pan Luming was overjoyed and felt it with spiritual power, and the excitement on the faces of Pan Liwen and the old woman immediately weakened a lot.

"It's just a spiritual disciple......

With such low-end combat effectiveness, what's the use of having more?