On the second day, almost all the priests of the twelve tribes in the entire Wudi came to congratulate with invitations, and there were also some people who had left the tribe to cultivate Wuzhu, there were one or two hundred people, almost all of them were Wuzhu cultivators, and then there were some young people in the middle and younger generations, Sangtian Wu had already come out of the customs, and he was quite happy to see that there were still so many people coming to cheer, and the people filled the long seats in the two summer houses according to the instructions, and even extended to the outside of the house.

In the early morning, Sang Tian took all the core clansmen to the ancestral hall to worship their ancestors, the ceremony was very solemn and solemn, and no one dared to say a word or make an inexplicable sound.

"Palm lamp" is to inherit the tribe, "lamp" refers to the tribal inheritance, and the lamp holder is to maintain this "lamp" to continue to shine and never extinguish, it is both glory and responsibility, the heir of the palm lamp will personally go to the ancestral hall to receive the candle lamp passed down from generation to generation, every tribe is like this, why it will be passed down from generation to generation with a lamp, Ye Shaowen does not know.

However, after thousands of years of offering and maintenance, the lamp of each tribe has already been channeled, and it is said that the ancestors of the tribe are through this lamp to examine and recognize the new heir, once recognized by countless sages in the clan, that is to obtain the orthodox status, the identity of the lamp can hardly be deposed, can not be shaken, unless it is sacrificed again, this will certainly cause the ancestors unhappy, and even rumors will descend disasters, and there have been almost no re-establishment of the lamp for thousands of years.

Ye Shaowen and the non-Gongbu people all stayed outside, just symbolically looking in the direction of the ancestral hall, and some wizards actually prayed in a low voice.

"Ye Shaowen?"

He suddenly heard his name called behind him, and turned his head to see a slender man, with round facial features, and heroic eyebrows, wearing a long black-arced wizard robe, with his shoulders flat up, and a sandalwood fan in his hand.

Ye Shaowen's first impression of him was that this person was dressed quite luxuriously and looked good, and from the color of his clothes, he was the most similar to the few Pangu clan witches who came.

"In the next exactly. Ye Shaowen said.

After hearing this, the man approached with a smile and said with a slight salute: "Contemptible Pan Hui Man, Your Excellency is invited." ”

Ye Shaowen heard this, it turned out to be the third son of the barbarian witch, it is said that it is different from the god of the old sword barbarian witch, this wise barbarian witch is smart and clever, since he was a child, he didn't like those exercises to cultivate divine power, and preferred some weird and profound witchcraft, I heard that the achievements are not small now, it can be regarded as opening up another way for the people of the Pangu clan to cultivate, and many of the ancestors of the ancestors who are gradually burying the magic have been carried forward again.

Ye Shaowen was secretly surprised that he was so polite to himself, and he also returned the salute, and said politely: "Look up for a long time!"

"Hehehe" Hui Manwu laughed for a while: "Mingren doesn't say dark words, maybe Friend Ye is puzzled by my sudden disturbance, I can't hide it, I was instructed by Mrs. Li to contact you." ”

"Mrs. Li?" Ye Shaowen said even more surprised.

"Not bad. Hui Manwu nodded with a smile, and said, "Mrs. Li heard that Friend Ye is going to sing a good show, so I have come to let you inform Your Excellency, if you want help, you can come to me." ”

Ye Shaowen nodded and did not speak.

Hui Manwu stared at the direction of the ancestral hall and said leisurely: "I don't know how Brother Ye is going to sing this play? After noon, it's too late." ”

Ye Shaowen smiled indifferently and said, "Your Excellency and Mrs. Li have any other plans, just go and be busy."

It's not too late, Ye doesn't pay much attention to it. ”

Hui Manwu looked at him for a while, making sure that he was not joking, then smiled and said to Ye Shaowen: "That contemptible person will retire first." ”

Ye Shaowen nodded, watched him leave, and then closed his eyes slightly, about two hours later, a bright light flashed in the direction of the backyard of the ancestral hall, and the people present discussed that it was the ancestor of the Gongbu clan who had appeared and was confirming the identity of Huainan Wu's palm lamp.

The light only stayed for a short time, and then it disappeared suddenly, and then fell silent again.

"Strange thing!" Ye Shaowen was shocked by a young Wu Xian who slapped the table.

There were several young people next to him, all of whom were witch cultivators, the men were handsome, and the women were delicate, and they couldn't help but marvel.

"I've heard that when the clan first confirms a new heir, they will manifest their spirits for a long time, how can this be lost in the blink of an eye?" said a young girl childishly.

Several young men wanted to take her words, but they didn't know how to explain them after thinking about it for a long time.

"Something must have gone wrong!" said a middle-aged witch not far away.

Many people agreed, and the buzzing voices came one after another, and everyone had unabashedly and openly discussed it.

"Hehe, I've long heard that the two boys in Sangtian are fighting fiercely, and the two wives are not fuel-efficient lamps, so it's a strange thing that this lantern ceremony will go on smoothly. The barbarian witch's voice suddenly sounded, turning into everyone's ears, and there was no lack of schadenfreude in his tone.

Ye Shaowen turned his head to look at Hui Manwu, only to see him looking at the direction of the ancestral hall with a smile, and he was not shocked by this matter, as if he had known that this would be the case.

Ye Shaowen's tilt of the head immediately attracted the attention of the young people next to the table, they saw that Ye Shaowen was a Shenzhou monk, and they were all quite curious, but Ye Shaowen didn't say a word, sometimes closed his eyes, sometimes looked at his nose, and was embarrassed to disturb rashly, no matter how loud and moving they laughed, he never moved.

"Are you a monk from Shenzhou?" the childish and delicate woman asked as she saw that he finally turned her head and stared at him timidly.

Ye Shaowen said "oh", he was not interested in these famous disciples of Wuxian cultivation, but he was only cultivating out of his body, and those subordinates casually inserted him into this position.

"Shenzhou... Isn't it very lively, more fun than Wudi?" Ye Shaowen's indifferent attitude made her a little disappointed, and she still mustered up the courage to ask after a pause.

Ye Shaowen glanced at her, and then looked left and right, only to see four or five men and women all looking at him curiously with wide eyes, obviously wanting to hear news from Shenzhou.

Ye Shaowen asked, "Haven't you ever been there?"

Several people all shook their heads, and the man from before opened his mouth to explain Ye Shaowen's confusion: "Without the will of the shaman, even the priests of all races cannot casually step into Shenzhou." ”

"Then you've been to the Buddhist court in the south, right?" Ye Shaowen asked again.

The young man smiled a little embarrassedly: "My uncle took me there, fresh is fresh, not as fun as our witchland." ”

Ye Shaowen nodded, there is still a reason for the existence of Buddha cultivation in Shenzhou, not only intimidating the demons and monsters in the countless mountains at the southern end of Shenzhou, so that they dare not go north to attack mortals,

It's still there. The two places of Daowu played a buffering role......

"Those monks eat fasting and chanting scriptures every day, what fun can they have?" Ye Shaowen said with a casual smile.

"Then Shenzhou must be fun. The delicate girl immediately clapped her hands and giggled and said, "You, can you take me there?"

As soon as these words came out, not only Ye Shaowen felt quite weird, but the rest of the young people also reprimanded her.

The young man said unhappily: "Sister Qiang, what are you talking about!"

The girl pursed her lips unkindly, and said no more.

Several people's attention turned to the direction of the ancestral hall again, and it didn't take long to hear the angry voice of Sang Tian Wu, and the even more angry roar of Huainan Wu, at the same time, a large area of spiritual power fluctuated outward, smashing the rare dust on the ground into the air and flying farther.

Everyone was shocked, obviously there were already people fighting inside, many people were worried, anxiety was written on their faces and even sighed from their mouths from time to time, and more people were silent and watched the changes, only the barbarian witch and Xinyue Niangzi were the loudest.

"Dog eats dog!" The young man who was as gentle as jade sitting next to Xinyue Niangzi saw that his mother was excited in his heart, and he also opened his mouth to flatter.

Xinyue Niangzi glanced at him, neither answering nor reprimanding.

Not far from the table, a man in a priest's robe saw this and said coldly: "Little things have no rules!"

Xinyue Niangzi suddenly turned her head over, and also sneered and said, "Who should I be, it turned out to be Priest Su of Hux." ”

"The Ancient God Emperor"

Priest Su said again: "There are no rules for small things, and it doesn't matter if you are an adult." ”

Xinyue Niangzi smiled: "What did my son say wrong?Oh, he missed one, isn't Priest Su also an obedient dog in Sangtian?"

Priest Huxsu was furious, stood up and shouted, "Xinyue, this is the High Priest's Mansion, not a place for you to go wild!" Several witches from the Huxsu clan also stood up at the same time and glared at Xinyue Niang.

Xinyue's two daughters also stood up, frowning angrily, with a great tendency to sword and crossbow.

The sudden conflict between the two clans was about to start a fight, but no one persuaded them, just looked at both sides mockingly, and neither side dared to take the lead in the high priest's palace.

The barbarian witch couldn't stand it anymore, and was about to persuade Xinyue, but he saw Sang Tian Wu leading a group of clansmen to come out of it, his face was always gloomy, and he didn't even put a fake smile on his face.

Everyone was curious about what was going on, Sang Tian Wu walked to the front without saying a word, Huainan Huaide, Qi, Mrs. Li, etc. followed behind, after they came out, they saw two clansmen dragging a half-dead old wizard and throwing him heavily to the ground before returning to the seat near Sang Tian.

Ye Shaowen was shocked when he saw the old wizard, and secretly guessed a little, the old wizard is also a high-status clansman of the Gongbu clan, but he has no wife and children, he is usually alone, and rarely appears in front of people, Huaide Huainan and Huainan do not take the initiative to woo him, only when he is a person who eats and waits for death, and now it seems that the strange things in the ancestral hall have nothing to do with him.

Sure enough, I heard Sangtian Wu say loudly: "You have traveled thousands of miles to participate in the ceremony of congratulating my Gongbu clan on the canonization of the palm lamp, and I Sangtian is not very grateful, but something happened just now, which not only humiliated my clan and caused the anger of the ancestors, but also made you unhappy." ”