The Zhu family's ancestral hall has always contained secrets unknown to the world.

Whether it is Zhu Shang or Zhu Min, they seem to have a special obsession with the ancestral hall.

Zhu Mo, who was originally worried that there was any danger inside, naturally sent people to lure those foreign forces into the ancestral hall.

Zhou Lu had also brought people in and cleaned out all the corpses.

Now the answer to the secret hidden inside can finally be revealed.

Zhu Mo came outside the ancestral hall alone.

The ancestral hall has been polished by the baptism of time and has gone through the baptism of wind and rain. Although there are some damages, overall it has not suffered a fatal blow.

Although its walls are somewhat dilapidated and the bricks and tiles have traces of time, those cracks and traces seem to tell the story of the passage of time and the changes in history.

Zhu Mo walked in and waved his men to leave.

Step into the interior of the ancestral hall.

Modern electric lights have already been installed here.

The light shines on the ancient walls, reflecting the mottled colors.

At the end of the corridor is a huge, ancient wooden door.

The closer he got to the wooden door, the more special feelings he felt in Zhu Mo's heart.

"What's going on with this strange feeling?" Zhu Mo squeezed his hands and continued walking forward.

Arriving at the door, he pushed open the heavy wooden door with both hands.

What is shown in front of you is a vast environment, like a boundless picture.

I never expected that there would be such a large space inside this door.

In the far center stood a large humanoid statue.

It has a long beard and its overall popularity is extraordinary.

The eyes of the statue seem to be able to penetrate the dust of time, revealing a deep wisdom.

The wooden sign in front of him says Zhu Wen.

Zhu Mo is very familiar with this name.

Every Zhu family member knows the founder of the Zhu family, Zhu Wen.

Before he had time to admire the statue of this great man, Zhu Mo was attracted by the pictures on the wall behind him.

His eyes were full of horror.

His pupils contracted tightly and his brows furrowed slightly, as if he was trying to understand what he was seeing, but he couldn't believe his eyes.

Zhu Mo can guarantee that this moment is the most shocking moment in his life.

There is a scene of three people sitting together on the wall.

One of them is Zhu Wen.

There were two other people who were very familiar faces to Zhu Mo.

That's...

Jia Xin and Eric met in Shengdu.

There are densely written words underneath the painting.

It records the acquaintance between Zhu Wen and the two...

How the two of them helped him and gave him the strength to help him build a huge family like the Zhu family step by step.

Until the Zhu family was founded by Zhu Wen, he actually had the murderous intention to kill the two...

...

months later.

On a small island.

After Eric fell steadily from the air, he walked towards the pavilion in the center of the island with his hands behind his back.

In the pavilion, Jia Xin sat leisurely on a wooden chair and made tea.

Hearing the footsteps, Jia Xin raised his head slightly: "Coming?"

Eric smiled jokingly: "You are so leisurely, don't you know that the Holy Capital was destroyed by that boy named Zhu?"

Sitting opposite Jia Xin, Eric lowered his voice and said: "And... I can't take back my abilities."

"Look, you're in a hurry."

"Calm down, old ghost. Why are you still so impatient?"

Speaking calmly, Jia Xin pushed the tea cup to Eric.

Eric had no intention of drinking tea. He tapped his fingers on the table again and again: "I really don't know if the system is for the right person."

"It seems that he has caused trouble. I originally thought that he would definitely die in the Holy Capital. Now...it's a bit out of control."

Faced with Eric's worries, Jia Xin smiled indifferently: "Why is our Lord Demon God still so sentimental?"

"Don't worry, even if he masters some of your abilities, he won't be able to cause any trouble."

Jia Xin shrugged: "At worst, if you do more systems, I'll open the door and help you bring in a few people from other places."

"I just give them my abilities. After all, my abilities are easy to take back."

Hearing Jia Xin's words, Eric smiled disdainfully: "Huh, what would Zhu Mo think if he knew that your master had lied to him?"

"The gods you call worship are just things you created."

"He won't know." Jia Xin shook his head with a smile, and suddenly there was a killing intent in his eyes: "So what if he knows?"

"He dares to go against the true God? No matter how strong he is, he is just an animal with some abilities."

"How can a mortal disobey the true God?"

"Hahaha..."

Suddenly, hearty laughter came out.

Eric and Jia Xin glanced at the laughter at the same time.

"Who is it?" Jia Xin's whole body burst out with a destructive aura.

But he tried his best to suppress a trace of surprise in his eyes.

I saw an old man wearing a gray robe walking slowly.

The person who came was none other than Zuo Shengying. He looked at the two of them with a smile and said with disdain: "Oh my, you guys really have the leisure to come to this place to drink tea."

"Humph, are you here to die? Old man, have I let you live for too long?" Jia Xin joked.

Zuo Shengying stretched out his finger and shook it: "No, my life is not in your control. Don't scare me with the tricks you use to scare children."

"Stop talking nonsense, I'm here just to test your skills."

Zuo Shengying's eyes were instantly filled with blue light.

The light was like fine stardust, dense and bright, reflecting in his pupils.

Jia Xin and Eric felt the powerful red aura on Zuo Shengying's body, and stood up in shock.

"What...is this power?"

"You don't really think of yourself as the true god in this world, do you?" Zuo Shengying said in a cold voice.

"By the way, I didn't come alone."

"There is also a newlywed couple who chose to spend their honeymoon at this bird's nest." Zuo Shengying looked back slightly.

Zhu Mo and Han Ningchu appeared at the same time.

Zhu Mo, with a sinister smile on his face, looked at Jia Xin: "Master, long time no see."

"I originally wanted to send you an invitation to the wedding, but I couldn't find your place."

"How about... just go down and bless your apprentice?"

The moment he saw Zhu Mo and Han Ningchu, Jia Xin rubbed the back of his head uncomfortably and muttered to himself: "It seems there is a little trouble..."

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