C9 Ancestral Hall

A lone cloud in the horizon seemed to be dyed red with blood. There was a phoenix that could reach 9000 miles, a phoenix that could reach the heavens. The phoenix that could ascend 9000 miles, a phoenix that could ascend 9000 kilometers, there was a phoenix that could ascend the heavens.

The clouds were still there, and the phoenix had hidden itself to form threads.

Tang Weiji suddenly opened his eyes and felt dizzy. He shook his head a few times and realized that he was lying on the ground naked. He touched his bald head and was slightly perplexed. Then, he came back to his senses and understood what had just happened.

He thought to himself, why am I dreaming about a phoenix? Was it because of the True Feather? Why did that phoenix look so familiar? And why am I not dead? Where was Patriarch Nine?

The Little Fire that Patriarch Nine took away previously seemed to be drunk as it floated in midair.

His heart lightly skipped a beat, and then he suddenly realized what had happened.

Tang Weiji felt that his whole body was sore and he couldn't stand, so he just sat on the ground and slowly started to think.

There was no detail to the matter, so he had to think it through first before doing anything. A person with treachery and loyalty would be able to appraise it after ten thousand years.

This was a very good habit. It caused Tang Weiji to be separated from the fear of life and death countless times. He had done this many times, so he didn't spend too much time this time.

Tang Weiji had already changed into a new set of clothes and appeared under the daylight after the moss was quietly crushed at the bottom of the heavy and damp stone door of the dark stone room.

A disciple happened to pass by the Mountain Road and saw Tang Weiji. The moment he saw Tang Weiji, his eyes dimmed and was about to open his mouth to call "Ninth Elder", but then he instantly recovered his senses. He looked at the bald youth strangely and thought to himself, "When did such a person appear in Ninth Elder's cave abode?" He nearly got recognized wrongly.

Tang Weiji turned his head and saw him. He walked over calmly, asked about the location of the Faangcun Mount calmly, and then headed down the mountain.

That disciple scratched his head as he thought, "How strange." Patriarch Nine was not only mysterious in the outside world, he was also one of the most mysterious people in the mountain. He had a weird temperament and especially disliked people hanging around in front of him. Aren't you afraid of being beaten to death by Patriarch Nine?

He glanced at the closed stone door and suddenly opened his eyes wide.

Could it be … Ninth Elder had truly accepted a disciple!

This was the most important matter of all Faangcun Mount!

He hurriedly ran back towards his Zhengyang Peak and wanted to tell his junior and junior brothers about this. However, he did not feel the slightest bit of regret at falling to the ground and continued to flee. He turned into a streak of green smoke and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Very quickly, this news spread across the entire Faangcun Mount as if it had grown wings. As a result, when Tang Weiji reached the Ancestral Hall, he discovered that there were already many disciples waiting with their heads bowed.

"Look, look! Is it him?"

"The description is exactly the same as what Junior Ma described. I'm afraid that's him."

"His outfit is quite interesting. A monk acting like he's using South Sect? This is so scary! "

"Why is his eyes red and blue?" "It's a bit scary."

"What virtue does this person have to be a disciple of Ninth Elder?" I was such a heaven's pride level expert back then, but I didn't have the slightest chance. This is truly hateful! "

"Hush, hush, let's see what he does."

Tang Weiji's heart was as calm as still water. He focused his eyes, nose, nose, and heart, pretending that these people did not exist, and walked towards the Ancestral Hall step by step.

He rubbed his eyes and stood in front of the Ancestral Hall gate, looking at the gatekeeping disciple who looked as if he was about to face a great enemy.

"Who, who are you? What are you doing here? " The body of the gatekeeping disciple was a bit stiff. If it wasn't for the fact that there were a lot of fellow disciples around, he would have been full of courage. He probably would have stuttered and stuttered when he looked into those devilish eyes.

"Senior, to my face, I am Tang Weiji, and I am under the tutelage of the Ninth Elder of Jinxiu Peak. Today, I have come under the order of my master to offer incense sticks to you, and I pay my respects to the Patriarch."

It was just that he had received the elder's order in advance that he was not to be easily let in. The disciple did not understand why, but he knew that compared to this disciple of the Ninth Elder who did not know the truth, the Elder who had instructed him was the one he was not to offend.

He coughed and said, "Junior has come to my sect. Is there an elder's order?"

Tang Weiji was stunned for a moment and thought to himself, "There's such a thing?" In the end, they still didn't understand the situation with Faangcun Mount, and being inconsiderate was still fraught with difficulties.

He shook his head and softly said: "The Ninth Elder did not give me an order. He only gave me an order and asked me to come here today to register myself into the sect and join Jinxiu Peak."

When the gatekeeping disciple saw him being so polite, he became even more courageous. His tone was not humble at all, and his attitude became even more arrogant. "If that's the case, I'm afraid junior is not allowed to enter."

He paused for a moment, and seeing Tang Weiji listening intently, he continued: "Ancestral Hall is an important place to my Faangcun Mount, if there were no orders from the elders, senior would not dare to take the risk and let you in."

These words were not a problem, Ancestral Hall was the sect's foundation, and to be honest, if Faangcun Mount were to be extinguished, it should be Ancestral Hall that collapsed in the end.

But these words were not suitable for Ninth Elder, who doesn't know that today's Faangcun Mount was only existed because of Ninth Elder. Looking at the Ancestral Hall, Ninth Elder's portrait was as tall as the Patriarch of the Faangcun Mount, if not for the fact that it did not conform to the rules, the current Mountain Lord would not have considered Ninth Elder's portrait to be above average.

This was clearly making things difficult for them. The surrounding disciples whispered among themselves as they looked at Tang Weiji with mischievous eyes, waiting to see a good show.

Of course, they did not dare to offend Patriarch Nine, but towards this person who claimed to be Patriarch Nine's disciple, they could not show any respect.

Very few people had ever seen him, and towards any one of the people in the Faangcun Mount, they were all incomparably indifferent. None of them felt that Tang Weiji's identity was anything special, and it was not like he had offended the Ninth Elder in person.

Tang Weiji looked at him and listened to the laughter. Suddenly, he wanted to laugh too. The corner of his mouth raised a little bit before suddenly dropping. He said in a deep voice, "If I must go in."

"Then Junior Brother, please show me Ninth Elder's handwritten order." The gatekeeping disciple seemed to be afraid that Tang Weiji would settle the score, so he added, "Junior, please forgive me. I have also followed the rules and am unable to control myself."

The surrounding people's laughter grew louder, but they didn't dare to be too outstanding. Everyone understood that even if the Ninth Elder was angered because of what happened today, he would not punish so many of them. However, it was impossible for him to take the lead.

However, the gatekeeping disciple's words reminded Tang Weiji. His ice-blue eyes lit up for a split-second, then he suddenly said, "Since you want to talk about matters using the sect rules, then what about the last sentence of the twenty-eight rules in the first section?"

The gatekeeping disciple was stunned for a moment as he searched his mind with all his might. Halfway through his stutter, his expression suddenly changed, but he couldn't make a sound.

"If the mountain lord is not here, then everything must be done …"

"Senior Brother, you have such good memory. Why don't you continue memorizing them?" Tang Weiji's smile was calm. In the eyes of the gatekeeping disciple, it made him instantly break out in cold sweat and his legs went soft.

"If senior is unwilling to carry me, then I'll help you." Tang Weiji said word by word, "If the Mountain Lord is not here, we have to ask Patriarch Nine before we can decide."

He looked at the gatekeeper. "Then should I ask my master about this matter?"

The gatekeeping disciple's vision went black and he almost fell to the ground.

Tang Weiji glanced at him indifferently and did not care anymore. This was obviously a small chess piece that was pushed out and placed on the table. If he really wanted to make a fuss about it, it would just seem like he was being petty.

Just as he was about to walk inside the Ancestral Hall, he heard a low shout from inside the Ancestral Hall, "Wait!"

Tang Weiji was a bit annoyed. He thought, "I was just going in to burn incense. Why are there so many things?" If not for the suspicion that Uncle Mao had harmed him, he would have left long ago.

An old man wearing a black and white robe came out from the Ancestral Hall. His face was thin, without any flesh on his cheeks, and his cheekbones were protruding high. His eyes were unusually large, like a goldfish bubble.

He looked at Tang Weiji, cupped his hands towards the direction of the Jinxiu Peak, and coldly said: "The sect's rules are correct, and my disciple is not wrong. The one at fault is you!"

Tang Weiji roughly guessed the identity of this person and sneered. He then changed from his previous soft look to not giving in a single step. "How am I wrong?"

This person said in a stern voice: "The sect's rules are clear, you can ask Ninth Elder about everything, but how do you prove that you are Ninth Elder's disciple? If my disciple asks you for an oracle, then you need proof. If you can't even prove whether you are real or fake, how could I dare to let you in?! "

This was ridiculous! In terms of Faangcun Mount, who would dare to pretend to be the Ninth Elder's disciple? Besides, Junior Ma clearly said that he really saw Tang Weiji walk out of Patriarch Nine's cave. How could he not be Patriarch Nine's disciple? However, when more people thought about it, they felt that there was nothing wrong with Elder Qiu's words. That's right, even if he knew, he could pretend that he did not know about it.

You can naturally ask Ninth Elder about small matters regarding Faangcun Mount, but the problem is, how are you going to prove the relationship between you and Ninth Elder? This was the main point.

They stared at the bald youth and thought to themselves, if you don't have the orders from the Ninth Elder, people like the Ninth Elder wouldn't specially run over to the Ancestral Hall for you, so how are you going to prove it? Go back and ask Ninth Elder for a handwritten order? With Patriarch Nine's character, he was afraid that the moment he said those words, he would be swept out of the door. If he couldn't even handle such a small matter, how could he become Patriarch Nine's disciple?

Tang Weiji was indeed in a bit of a predicament, so he appeared to be hesitating. However, this was not the reason that those people were thinking. What he was thinking about was something else.

The Ninth Elder could be said to be dead after that day. Although he could find memories of a scaled claw through the river of time, how could he possibly come up with an oracle from nowhere? It would be fine to let him take advantage of his power, but no one dared to ask the Ninth Elder, so how could he possibly come up with solid evidence?

Elder Qiu, who had a son named Qiu Tian, looked at Tang Weiji with disgust. "What else do you have to say?"

Tang Weiji sighed, "I am indeed unable to go and get the letter from Master, but I am really Patriarch Nine's disciple. Aren't you afraid that Master will blame me in the future?"

"Blame?" Elder Qiu seemed to have heard some big joke. He raised his head and laughed out loud. "I'm afraid that after Ninth Elder found out that you, a little thief, cheated the world, he would have to thank me instead."

Tang Weiji had a lot of thoughts. He instantly guessed what Elder Qiu was going to say. He couldn't stop Elder Qiu from saying something, so he started to make some preparations.

Sure enough, Elder Qiu looked at him, and said something that caused his death, "This person's name is Tang Weiji, he's the criminal that killed my son during the Jingyuv Gathering! This is the seventy-second ranked participant on the Tang Dynasty Assassin List, the person who recognized himself as the subordinate. This kind of criminal, was previously imprisoned in the Black Hell, how could he have become my Faangcun Mount's disciple! "

After a moment of silence, an uproar broke out.

They had long since heard of the things that happened at the Jingyuv Conference. They also thought about who the person who killed Qiu Tian was, but they would never connect this young man in front of them with the person who was rumored to have killed people without batting an eyelid.

They were intimidated by Tang Weiji's notoriety and many people couldn't help taking a step back. They then reacted and quickly walked forward. Their faces were flushed red and they looked even more ferocious.

Elder Qiu looked at Tang Weiji with glee. His old son naturally regarded Qiu Tian as the apple of his eye, furthermore, Qiu Tian's talent was extremely good, he had inherited his Earth Rank bloodline, and even had a trace of the ancestral bloodline within. For this, he lowered his old face and asked the Sect Leader for a Nirvana Fire, if everything went well, in twenty years, Qiu Tian would be able to grow up to be the youngest Clan Elder of Faangcun Mount.

However, these satisfying thoughts were ruthlessly killed by the youth in front of him. He shattered all his beautiful expectations like a vase breaking. When Elder Qiu found out that the young man rumored to be coming to Ancestral Hall to burn incense was called Tang Weiji, he almost didn't believe his ears.

He naturally knew that Tang Weiji had been carried away by the Ninth Elder from the Black Hell. From the moment Tang Weiji arrived at the Faangcun Mount, Elder Qiu had been paying close attention to Tang Weiji's movements. However, how could he have imagined that Tang Weiji, who was taken away by Patriarch Nine, would become Patriarch Nine's disciple?

Elder Qiu painfully thought, why did you not receive any punishment when your own son died in your hands? Instead, you're looking forward to your rise in status in the future, even riding on my head?

He pointed at Tang Weiji, his eyes were wide open, and his tongue was like thunder, "I'm afraid that it's not that Patriarch Nine has been harmed by this man!" Don't forget that he is a killer! They were probably here for the Patriarch Nine! Take it with me, no! "Kill them all!"

The surrounding disciples looked at each other, no one believed what Elder Qiu said, everyone knew how strong the Ninth Elder was, with just the Nourishing Qi Stage Tang Weiji in front of him?

That was why the truth was always in the hands of a few, even if those few people didn't know it was true.

Some people did not listen to what Elder Qiu said, but there were also some who listened to what he said. For example, several disciples of his line had already mercilessly rushed towards Tang Weiji to kill.

Three Nourishing Qi Stage s, two Qi Manipulation Stage s, and one Qi Transformation Stage s. Let alone killing Tang Weiji, such a formation of people, under the Qi Transformation Stage s, could be killed by anyone!

At this moment, Tang Weiji raised his finger and an ice flower bloomed faintly. It was beautiful and glimmering under the sunlight.

The ice flower was only the size of a finger, but it instantly silenced everyone who saw it.

Elder Qiu's face was ashen, but he felt a sense of helplessness and misery in his heart.

He thought to himself, "Patriarch Nine, you are so biased. I have begged you for so many times, and you have never even wanted to see Qiu Tian. How could you meet this assassin who was cut by a thousand blades?"