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In front of the ancestral hall, a man wearing a long black robe with a Red Alchemist Golden Dragon embroidered on his back knelt down on both knees, reverently kowtowing to the Pantheon Monument in the middle. He was Fan Bin, the head of the Zong family and now the pillar of the Zong family.

"Patriarch, we've already postponed it for two hours. We can't wait any longer." A middle-aged man wearing black clothes and a silk belt pushed open the door to the ancestral hall and urged anxiously.

Originally, Fan Bin wanted him to wait at the door while he waited for him to burn incense for his ancestors to begin today's test. However, he waited for an hour.

"Get out," said Fan Bin calmly.

"But ?" The man clenched his fists and tried his best to suppress his emotions.

"When I say it, you know I never say it a second time." It was still as bland as ever, but anyone who heard it would feel as if they had been slashed by a million knives.

"Is it worth it for a piece of trash like you!?" The man gritted his teeth and asked.

"The Zong family does not have trash," said Fan Bin with a smile.

"Come on, you should have already seen this clearly. That brat exhausted his entire life's destiny during the entrance examination. You still want him to produce another Celestial King for your family!?" I think this is just a dream, and your current state is getting closer, "the man in black said in a low voice. This was the Zong family ancestral hall, and even he didn't dare utter a single word.

"What did you say?" Fan Bin pretended not to hear.

"You ?" The man felt a surge of qi and blood, he took two steps back and roared, "As the leader, do you know the concept of a clan!? I can tell you very clearly that the Elders Pavilion has suffered enough of you. After this assessment is over, we plan to dismiss you, so the Elders Pavilion will temporarily take over from the Patriarch until the next successor is nurtured to his heart's content, and that person will definitely not be the cripple that you have described! "

He shook his head as he lamented the fact that more and more people had been shouting at him these past few days. For the sake of the clan, he had endured for a long time, and this time, he would not follow through with his plan. He believed in Fan Mu; he was Fan Kui's son, and the only way to feel at ease was to hand him Fan Kui's son.

"Here we are," the old man gasped, pointing to a granite rock.

"Oh my god, since when did the Zong Clan build such a tall gate that a dozen carriages could pass through easily." Fan Mu looked up and couldn't help but stare with his mouth wide open.

Four giants were carved on the granite gate. They were the ancestors of the Zong family and had all made outstanding contributions to the family. Unfortunately, Fan Mu could not find his father's figure in the gate, and what his father had done was a mystery to her since the beginning of time.

"Cough cough, smelly brat, what are you thinking about. This grand ceremony will only open during that time, and normally, you would be welcomed by nobles above the governor level, or you would be the patriarch of some noble clan in seclusion. Two years ago, he had even received the Emperor, you smelly brat, what are you? This old man is the one who got in here! " The corner of Old Man Bai's mouth twitched as he looked at Fan Mu speechlessly. It was unknown whether this brat was really stupid or just pretending to be stupid.

"Dog hole?" Fan Mu didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he looked at the red brick arched door beside the granite rock. He thought to himself, We're both humans, how could the gap between us be so huge?

"Don't complain, I've been drilling in and out every day and you've only drilled it once or twice, what's there to say?" The white haired old man stroked his white beard and laughed. He took out a piece of yellow paper and stuck it on the red brick. The image of the dog hole "rose up in Fan Mu's mind.

The old man chanted an incantation, and the red bricks were pulled away by an invisible force. In a short while, the "dog hole" became a path, connecting the outside world of the Fan family's house.

The white haired old man went in happily, waving his head towards Fan Mu, and said with an obscure smile, "Stinky brat, what are you waiting for? Stop waiting, quickly come in with me. Beautiful women are all in the house, and they all ran away when you were standing there."

Fan Mu frowned. He knew that the old man was lustful, but he didn't know that he was so thoroughly lustful. He was still thinking of picking up girls at such an age, and it would be difficult for him to find another person after searching the entire continent.

"If you don't leave, I'll leave. After the door closes, even if you cry at the door, I won't care about you," Old Man Bai waved his hand and threatened. Then, he no longer cared about Fan Mu as he withdrew his head and moved to the other side.

"You ? "Why are you here!"

"I got a little impatient from waiting and came out to get some fresh air," said Fan Bin as he waved to the few black clothed martial artists behind him. He then smiled, "Today is a good day to celebrate."

"Could it be ?" This won't do, the Elders Pavilion will make fun of you! " The white-haired old man frowned. He didn't know where the crease on his face was real.

"I am the head of the family, what I say is what I say," said Fan Bin flatly. He pulled the old man and said, "On the other hand, if you don't build something, no matter how prestigious you are in front of our ancestors, the Elders' Pavilion will depose you."

"No worries, I didn't want to be one for a long time," Old Bai chuckled. He waved his hand to wipe away the dust on his white robe and said happily, "Besides, the thing I built has been returned."

"It looks like you're the only one in the family who can think the same way as me." Fan Bin was stunned for a moment before he laughed out loud, "Let us welcome the future together ?" Get ready to open the door! "

The ancient bell sounded, exuding an extremely majestic aura. This was the order to assemble by the Zong Clan, and similarly, it was the signal before the start of the celebration.

However, today was not the day of celebration. All the members of the Zong Clan were stupefied, but they would not reject the order. They all rushed towards the direction of the voice, wanting to find out the truth.

The sudden appearance of the bell startled Fan Mu. He had never heard of such a bell before, so he had no idea what it meant.

Fan Mu left home early, and the ceremony was held only once every ten years. However, he was born in the year of the celebration, which meant that although he was a member of the Zong family, he had never participated in a Zong family celebration before.

"Damn ?" Fan Mu's face was filled with melancholy. The sudden ringing of the bell stunned him for a moment, but in that short period of time, the red brick door was filled up again, the door was closed, and he was locked outside. And, as the old man had said, he really did not care about him anymore.