dognovel Chapter 20 The Ancestor will lead you to fight your way up!
Chapter 20 The Ancestor will lead you to fight your way up!
Zhang Xuan entered the ancestral hall, and the purple aura did not hinder him at all.
If any other evil spirits dared to enter the Taoist ancestral temple on Longhu Mountain, they would probably be corroded by the purple aura until nothing was left.
Zhang Xuan, however, was not stopped; instead, he was guided into the aura.
At the entrance stood an old Taoist priest with a white beard.
He was squatting on the stool, smoking a pipe and listening to opera, when he looked up and met Zhang Xuan's gaze.
Startled, he threw down his pipe and landed on his backside.
"Holy crap! A zombie...?"
"Damn it, am I hallucinating because I'm too excited? Or are you courting death, you beast, by coming to my Longhu Mountain Taoist ancestral shrine?"
The old Taoist priest was startled, but after realizing what was happening, he decisively got up.
He grabbed the stool next to him, ready to smash it.
Just as Zhang Jingxu was about to speak up to stop him, he saw Zhang Xuan slightly turn his head to look at him, and at the same time softly call out, "Little Xuanzi, don't you recognize me?"
Ok?
Instantly, the bench froze in mid-air, and the old Taoist stared at Zhang Xuan with a look of horror.
His face was filled with shock and bewilderment.
Little Xuanzi?
Zhang Jingxuan froze on the spot, her eyes fixed on Zhang Xuan: "You...you...what did you call me?"
Zhang Xuan smiled slightly: "Little Xuanzi."
Then, without paying attention to the other person, he went to the table next to him, took three incense sticks and lit them gently.
Walk up to the ancestral tablets.
Kneeling beneath all the memorial tablets, holding incense sticks in both hands on her forehead, she closed her eyes and remained motionless.
Zhang Jingxuan gently put down the stool in her hand, her cloudy eyes still fixed on Zhang Xuan's back.
He called me Xiao Xuanzi...
He was wearing a red robe, and he looked very familiar... Who was he...?
Even the back view looks familiar.
Zhang Jingxu stood to the side without saying a word, offering no explanation.
suddenly.
Zhang Jingxu's cloudy eyes saw a hole in the sleeve of Zhang Xuan's red robe.
His pupils contracted, and his whole body trembled.
"Zhang... Zhang Xuan... Senior Uncle Zhang Xuan..."
At the same time, Zhang Xuan, who was kneeling, also spoke: "Your unfilial disciple Zhang Xuan has returned."
It really is Master Zhang Xuan!
It's really him.
The elderly Zhang Jingxuan, her lips trembling, knelt down on the ground with a thud: "Great...Great Master Uncle, you're back."
Zhang Xuan knelt down and kowtowed three times, then placed the incense sticks in the incense burner on the altar.
"Father, ancestors, in the past I fought to the death with the flying zombie and was accidentally injured by it. It is my fault that I failed to learn the Five Thunder Orthodox Technique at that time, so I was defeated."
"But now I'm back. I've already killed the flying zombie with my own hands. Next, I will reorganize the Daoist sect, unify Longhu Mountain, and restore the glory of my Longhu Mountain."
"This time, I will reclaim the purple robe and ascend to the rank of Celestial Master!"
Zhang Jingxuan behind him was dumbfounded.
Is the eldest master back to reclaim his position as the Purple Robe Celestial Master?
He wants to rebuild the entire Taoist sect? But he's a zombie!
Zhang Xuan turned around, looked at Zhang Jingxuan kneeling on the ground, and smiled slightly: "Little Xuanzi, it's been a hundred years, and you've aged so much?"
Zhang Jingxuan cried, "Grandmaster Uncle..."
.............
at the same time.
Outside, Zhang Jingheng, wielding a peach wood sword, was searching the entire mountainside for the zombie that had broken into the mountain gate.
After asking around, we finally arrived at the outside of the ancestral hall.
"Master! There's a zombie! A zombie has stormed into the ancestral hall! I saw it with my own eyes!"
Zhang Jingheng and the others' expressions changed.
"What? This zombie is courting death! How dare he trespass on our Taoist ancestral shrine? This is outrageous! Come with me and wipe him out!"
He took the lead, followed by his true disciples, while the other disciples stayed behind to oversee the proceedings.
A group of Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain arrived at the entrance of the ancestral hall.
Zhang Jingheng swallowed hard, his tiger-like eyes fixed on the creature inside: "You zombie had better be here to offer incense to the ancestors of Longhu Mountain. If you dare to have any other ideas, this humble Taoist will cut you into three pieces!"
After saying that, he suddenly walked in, followed by his three true disciples.
result.
They were stunned when they came in.
A zombie in a red robe was offering incense to his ancestors, while Zhang Jingxu and Zhang Jingxuan knelt behind him, tears streaming down their faces.
Zhang Jingheng: ? ? ? ?
I'm shocked! This zombie is actually offering incense to its ancestors!
"Holy crap! You bully my fellow disciples, you beast, you're asking for death!"
Zhang Jingheng picked up his peach wood sword and prepared to attack, but before he could make a move, Zhang Jingxuan, who was kneeling, got up and gave him a peanut, which made his head ache.
"What are you yelling about? Kneel down right now!" Zhang Jingxuan looked at the three true disciples behind him: "And you, kneel down now!"
what?
Zhang Jingheng and the others were stunned.
"Senior brother? Are you kidding me? You want me to kneel before a zombie?"
"What zombie!" Zhang Jingxuan smacked him again, then respectfully said, "This is my grand-uncle Zhang Xuan, son of the Celestial Master of the past, the most talented young Celestial Master in Longhu Mountain in a thousand years, Zhang Xuan!"
"You should call him Grandmaster! Ancestor!"
Ah ah ah?
Zhang Jingheng was stunned.
The three true disciples were also dumbfounded.
Looking at Zhang Xuan, the latter slowly turned his head, his body shrouded in black corpse energy, his red Taoist robe fluttering in the wind.
With a white face and fangs, the aura of death and purple mingled together.
Seeing that they didn't move, Zhang Xuan said, "It's alright, we're all family, there's no need to kneel. Get up."
"Family members..." Zhang Jingheng trembled upon hearing this.
However, they did catch the key point: this zombie master's name is Zhang Xuan!
This is their idol, the former head of the Thunder Punishment Hall, the most talented young celestial master in a thousand years!
"Greetings, Grandmaster, Ancestor!" Without further hesitation, the group hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed.
Even if this person is a zombie, they still have to kneel and kowtow, because the Taoist sect places great importance on seniority.
Not to mention their charming idol ancestors.
Zhang Xuan nodded slowly: "We're all family, get up."
The four of them stood up and felt the terrifying aura emanating from Zhang Xuan.
This aura contained both powerful Dao energy and terrifying corpse energy; these two opposing auras were now united!
"Come with me to see Jingyan." Zhang Xuan sighed, shook his head, and walked out.
Several elders of Longhu Mountain followed behind.
The moment they stepped out of the ancestral hall, the disciples at the gate were taken aback.
"Holy crap? The zombie was the first one to come out? Didn't my master fight it?"
"They're out! What happened to Master Uncle and the others? Were they taken hostage by zombies?"
"Holy crap, my master's uncle has been taken hostage by zombies?"
After coming out, Zhang Xuan glanced at the disciples around him, several of whom had bruises on their faces.
Zhang Xuan frowned: "What happened to the injuries on your faces?"
The young Taoist priests remained silent, only staring at him with some strange expressions.
"Holy crap... is this zombie asking us a question?"
Seeing that they didn't speak, Zhang Jingxuan frowned and said, "This is our strongest young celestial master of Longhu Mountain, our ancestor Zhang Xuan. Speak freely, and the ancestor will stand up for you."
what?
What the hell!
This zombie is truly our ancestor!
The disciples were quite frightened, but a few of the bolder ones spoke up directly: "Ancestor, it was that bald monk next door who beat us up. He not only stole our mission points, but also assaulted us."
"They keep insulting our Longhu Mountain Taoist sect, saying it's inferior to their Buddhist sect, and that with our current Celestial Master dead, what's left is a pile of mud that can't be helped, only good for internal strife!"
Ok?
Upon hearing this, Zhang Xuan's aura of death rippled outwards, his voice turning cold: "Heh, so this is the Buddhist sect, bullying my disciple while I'm not here?"
"Lead the way, our ancestor will lead you to reclaim your honor!"