was speechless all night, and in the early morning of the next day, a faint purple light entered the room along the window at the head of Ye Haoran's bed, making the room filled with purple light and very bright.

And with the creak of pushing the door outside the courtyard, the wind leopard raised its head vigilantly for the first time, and Ye Haoran also opened his eyes instantly.

Immediately afterwards, I heard a voice from the courtyard that lacked confidence: "Ye... Ye Daoyou, my grandfather asked me to take you to the ancestral hall to worship!"

Ye Haoran heard this familiar voice, so he opened the window and looked, and found that it was Wang Zhenjiang, at this time, he saw Ye Haoran's cheeks appearing at the window, and couldn't help but take a few steps back in fright.

Ye Haoran smiled faintly and said, "Wait a while, I'll come out!"

After saying this, Ye Haoran got up and freshened up, and then walked to the courtyard with the wind leopard.

When the wind leopard saw the people in this courtyard, he showed a fierce look and roared directly, and Wang Zhenjiang, who was frightened, almost jumped up, in fact, it was not that he was afraid of this wind leopard, but that he was afraid that Ye Haoran would suddenly make a move and settle accounts with him for the previous matter, and at the moment of vigilance, he was naturally startled by this sudden roar.

Then Wang Zhenjiang hurriedly retreated to the door, looked at Ye Haoran with fear in his eyes and shouted, "You... Don't do it, I'm going to be ruthless, and I'm scared!"

Ye Haoran couldn't help but shake his head and smile when he heard this, and said: "Why should Wang Daoyou be like this, the previous matter has been revealed, and besides, I, Ye Mou, am not a person who will report flaws, you can rest assured that I will not make a move on you!"

Hearing this, Wang Zhenjiang breathed a sigh of relief, and then said to Ye Haoran with a smile: "Since Ye Daoyou is so open, then Wang and I will rest assured." That one... I don't think there's much age difference between the two of us, why don't I just call you big brother?"

"Uh..."

Ye Haoran looked at Wang Zhenjiang's face that was about to be in his early forties, and even if he was already a cultivator in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, he couldn't help but have a black line on his face.

Wang Zhenjiang was stunned for this, and couldn't help but say in his heart: "Doesn't my trick work?"

Immediately after that, he put on a very bold expression, pretended to cough and said, "Ahem... I see that Ye Daoyou is so young, and there is not much difference in age between you and me, why don't I just call you Brother Ye?"

Hearing this, Ye Haoran smiled bitterly and said, "Okay, then I'll call you Brother Wang!"

Wang Zhenjiang saw that his method was almost effective, so he walked up to Ye Haoran with pride, patted Ye Haoran on the shoulder cautiously and tentatively said, "Okay, Brother Ye is really bright, let's go!"

After saying this, Wang Zhenjiang strode out of the courtyard, and Ye Haoran laughed helplessly, and followed with the wind leopard......

Along the way, Ye Haoran didn't see a single figure, even if there was not even a trace of cooking smoke, when he walked to a very wide bluestone square, he found that all the people had come here, and there were probably more than a thousand people, including all the monks from outside, not to mention that Qiu Shuisheng, even the holmium thunder who was tied to the bamboo pole to fix the bones of his whole body and was still in a coma was also carried by someone.

At the end of this bluestone square is an attic made of fine wood, decorated with a very simple decoration, and a pair of bronze doors are tightly closed. Compared to other places, this loft is the most luxurious place in the East. And behind this attic is the thousand-foot-high mountain of pressure.

At this time, everyone present, regardless of age, looked very serious, and Wang Zhenjiang then showed a serious look and stood at the head of the crowd, beside Wang Hua.

And Ye Haoran saw Leng Yue standing in front of him, and also walked through the crowd to her side. The two smiled slightly, and then Ye Haoran looked at Qiu Shuisheng. Although Qiu Shuisheng is old, he still has a gentle and elegant feeling. I saw that he also bowed his head slightly, and bowed to Ye Haoran with a smile. For this reason, Ye Haoran also politely bowed to him.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Hua, who was standing at the head, turned to look at Ye Haoran and nodded slightly, then he turned to look at the attic and shouted loudly: "Worship the ancestors, start now!"

With his order, four people carried a square long table in front of Wang Hua, and on the long table were placed an incense burner, an oil lamp, and a long incense stick in front of the incense burner.

Then, Wang Hua stepped forward and took out three sticks from the long incense stick and lit them on the oil lamp. Then he pinched Changxiang with both hands and bowed his head in the direction of the attic.

And as Wang Hua's waist bent down, everyone present silently followed and bowed to the attic, and Ye Haoran was naturally no exception.

Then, Wang Hua inserted the three long incense sticks into the incense burner, and shouted loudly again: "The worship has been completed, and there is a portrait of the sword ancestor and the ancestor spirit card from the east!"

After Wang Hua shouted this, five people went to the door of the attic, as the only descendant of the village chief's family, Wang Zhenjiang, naturally among them, the five people worked together to push the bronze gate open, revealing the four-sided spirit card and a picture scroll placed on the high hall inside, this picture scroll looks very old, and even has been yellowed.

Then, the four people stepped forward and bowed their heads respectfully with both hands to hold up the four-sided spirit card, and Wang Zhenjiang stepped forward very seriously at the moment to hold up the yellowed picture scroll, turned around and walked in front of the four people, and solemnly walked in front of Wang Hua. And the four of them also carefully placed the spirit card in their hands on the long table.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Hua took the picture scroll in Wang Zhenjiang's hand and shouted again: "According to the etiquette of the ancestors, those who want to climb the heavy pressure mountain, come forward to kiss the portrait of the ancestor who came from the east!"

Immediately afterwards, Ye Haoran walked out of the crowd in one step, and then he found that Leng Yue also walked out with him, and no one else came out. Then, Wang Hua smiled and said to Ye Haoran: "Ye Xiaoyou, the people who were going to climb the Heavy Pressure Mountain have already worshipped, and in recent years, only you and Yue'er have come here, so this time it is only the two of you, why don't you two step forward together to open the portrait of the Donglai Sword Ancestor!"

For this reason, Ye Haoran and Leng Yue glanced at each other and nodded. Then the two stepped forward and respectfully took the scroll from Wang Hua's hand.

The moment he started this scroll, Ye Haoran felt a cool breath entering his body, which was very comfortable. Although he didn't know what this scroll was made of, Ye Haoran felt that this thing was absolutely extraordinary!

"Open the scroll!"

As Wang Hua shouted again, Ye Haoran and Leng Yue pinched both sides of the scroll and slowly unfolded the scroll.

When Ye Haoran saw clearly what was painted in the scroll, he couldn't help but feel shocked in his heart, and even lost his mind!

I saw that on the scroll, there was a white-haired old man riding a green ox and wearing a white robe, and the old man stretched out his hand with a solemn face and pointed to a river in front of him, and there was a small boat floating in the river.

And the most important thing is that the old man's hand pointed at the boat not his fingers, but a purple sword. Yes, it is a long sword that looks the same as the Purple Qi Donglai Sword!