Clan Cultivation: Starting with Liver Experience

"Chief Dingbo, your grandson is not an ordinary person." On the edge of the martial arts field, Master Qian Jue said meaningfully as he looked at Lu Hao who was suppressing Lu Yangshen in the field.

"Master Qian Jue has been rewarded. Lu Hao relied on his physical strength to fight Lu Yangshen back and forth. It's not worth mentioning." Lu Dingbo turned to look at Master Qian Jue and explained with a smile.

Master Qian Jue didn't say much, he just looked at Lu Yangshen who was quite embarrassed in the field.

Lu Changhua also completely corrected his mentality at this moment. He didn't expect that Yang Kui's lineage was just a descendant in the early stage of foundation building, but he could reach a small level and suppress his opponents.

Although in their view, foundation building is just the beginning of practice, and the difference between small realms is mostly in the amount of mana, but for monks who are also building foundations, sometimes a little more mana may be the last thing that breaks the camel's back. A straw.

Soon, as Lu Hao rushed in front of Lu Yangshen and used the ax blade to smash his body shield, Lu Yangshen's face suddenly turned the color of pig liver.

Looking at the shimmering ax blade hanging above his head, Lu Yangshen was stimulated by a real murderous aura and did not dare to make any move, for fear that the other party would misunderstand and strike down with the axe.

Lu Hao put away his axe, without any complacency on his face, and just said lightly: "Concession."

Only then did Lu Yangshen react, and replied a little sluggishly.

The main lineage members of the Lu family who were watching the battle seemed to have been cast a silencing spell at this moment. They looked at the dejected Lu Yangshen with their eyes wide open in disbelief.

"Lu Yangshen was defeated? Or he was defeated by a monk in the early stage of foundation building!"

"Isn't Seventh Brother a disciple of the Qianyuan Palace? Why was he defeated so easily?"

"This is impossible! Isn't it said to be a branch? Why are there such talented monks!"

Following Lu Hao's steady footsteps, the originally silent martial arts arena suddenly became lively, and chaotic sounds suddenly sounded.

Lu Yangshen no longer had the pride he had before the competition. He lowered his head and disappeared among the tribesmen.

"good."

Lu Hao returned to Lu Ya, and Lu Ya nodded and praised.

"Hehe, I didn't suffer for nothing during this period. If I hadn't been beaten, it would be a big shame." Lu Hao said with a smile.

"Haha, that's good if you know." Lu Ya looked him up and down, until the smile on Lu Hao's face disappeared, he said calmly.

The atmosphere in the martial arts arena was still warm, but Lu Changhua's eyes were a little dull. The memories hidden deep in his mind were slowly emerging from his mind at this moment.

"One day, I will surpass you, I will surpass everyone in the family, and bring the family to a new height. I, Lu Changfeng, am the clan leader."

"It's not that I, Lu Changfeng, have to be the leader of this clan, it's just that I am the most suitable candidate."

"Isn't it just a matter of establishing a foundation alone? Without the strong support of my family, Brother Chang Hua, let time prove that I am better than you."

The young man's high-spirited words seemed to still be vivid in his mind, but in the blink of an eye, everything had changed.

At this moment, Master Qian Jue laughed and said, "It is a worthwhile trip to see two such outstanding juniors compete."

"Mr. Chang Hua, I won't stay any longer."

After saying that, Master Qianjue turned into a rainbow light and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Lu Changfeng withdrew his gaze, looked at Lu Dingbo and others and asked: "Dingbo, Lu Ya and everyone, since you are here, how about treating this place as your home and staying here for a while?"

When Lu Dingbo heard this, he cupped his hands and thanked him: "Thank you, Patriarch Chang Hua, for your kindness. However, we still have important things to attend to. My clan members are waiting for me at Feizhou Station. There is no need to stay for a short while. However, I still have one unlucky person." Please."

"No matter what kind of request you have, just say it out loud. As long as we can do it, our Lu family will try our best to satisfy you." Lu Changfeng waved his hand and said casually.

Lu Dingbo thought about it for a while and then said: "Ancestor Chang Feng has always wanted to sacrifice to his ancestors again, but unfortunately he was unable to do so until his death and soul. Since we are here, we want to take the place of our ancestors." I hope Patriarch Chang Hua will fulfill his wish in the past."

"Sacrifice to ancestors, family ancestral hall? Of course there is no problem."

The Lu family's ancestral hall is one of the most central places for the entire Lu family. On weekdays, only the grand ceremony on the first day of every month is held inside the ancestral hall, and not everyone can come in.

But Yang Kui's lineage is different. First, there is the genuine Changfeng lineage, then there are several foundation-building monks, and most importantly, there is such a young Jindan master.

Lu Ya's existence is like a blockbuster. Although it has not detonated yet, it has no less of the deterrence it should have.

Facing Lu Changhua's cheerfulness, everyone in the Lu family breathed a sigh of relief.

This is the best situation. If the other party doesn't allow it, they basically have no other means besides using force.

But by that time, they may have really broken up with each other. At least they still maintain a relatively good relationship for now.

Now that it has been agreed, the Lu family's main line operates very efficiently, and has prepared all the necessary matters before noon.

Under the leadership of Lu Guanghe, Lu Ya and others came to a simple and solemn building.

Above the main entrance of the building, there is a plaque hanging with four big characters written on it, which is "Lu Clan Ancestral Hall".

As Lu Guanghe activated the patriarch's jade pendant in his hand, the closed door of the Lu family's ancestral hall slowly opened, revealing the scene shrouded in darkness all year round.

The layers of tablets are like dominoes. People can't help but have the illusion that as long as the highest tablet is knocked down, all the tablets below will suffer.

Following Lu Guanghe's footsteps, Lu Ya and others entered the Lu Family Ancestral Hall.

Just after entering the ancestral hall, I felt a faint chill rising from the soles of my feet and going straight to the Tianling Cap.

"The ancestors of Chang Feng are the predecessors of the 'Chang' generation, so their tablets are in that area." Lu Ya looked in the direction of Lu Guanghe's finger and saw rows of tablets from top to bottom. Get out of the way.

Lu Dingbo walked over first, followed closely by Lu Ya and others.

When seeing Lu Changfeng's memorial tablet, even Lu Dingbo, the head of the clan, couldn't help but burst into tears.

This was the wish that their ancestors had been dreaming about for decades, and it was not fulfilled until their death.

Although there is only one tablet left here, Lu Dingbo is still respectful and his attitude is not perfunctory or casual at all.

After Lu Dingbo's sacrifice was completed, Lu Ya and others also lined up to perform sacrifices to Lu Changfeng's tablet and the ancestors of the Su family.