Library of Heaven’s Path

"Three elders...you will know when you go to see it!"

There is no real elder, I don’t know if I don’t know what to say, or I don’t want to say it. I turned to lead the way, and Zhang Wuchen followed closely, and soon came to the room.

Zhangjia is the first family in the mainland. Every year, it receives countless strong people who come to visit and challenge. The so-called guest rooms are actually an area that accommodates guests.

I came to the square outside the room, Zhang Wuchen saw what, the brow could not help but wrinkle, stopped, and pointed forward.

"This... statue?"

In front of the square, there is a row of ancestral statues. Every time before, there are extremely glorious deeds that have made great contributions to the human race. Therefore, the monuments are passed on, the statues are carved, and the restaurants are used for future generations.

Put the statue here, and better show the merits of Zhang’s family, let others know that Zhang’s efforts have been made for the peace of the mainland.

Become the first family, not only the strength, but more importantly, throwing blood for the human race and sacrificing countless lives.

Because of this, countless guests who come to Zhangjia are admired.

At this time, the statues of the land that must pass through are all gone, and the ground has left a big pit. What happened in the end?

"The statue... I want to tell you, that's it..."

The face is distorted like a bitter gourd. The elders do not want to explain, but they don’t know how to answer. The constipation has been stunned for a long time: "The three elders still look at themselves!"

Seeing that he couldn’t tell, Zhang Wuchen was more confused, and hurried forward. Just after bypassing the square, he heard a hoarse voice.

This sound, unlike humans, is like a spring or something that sounds very unnatural.

"Speaking and singing to persuade people, three roads to go to the center. Good and evil to the end of the newspaper, the right path is the vicissitudes of life!"

The voice is dry, continue: "In the next Zhang Ling, the 157th generation of Zhangjia, the grandson of Zhang, lived more than 20,000 years ago, the most glorious deeds, is to sneak into the cave, kill three strangers The royal family destroyed the intention of their invasion. Zeng Yijian tore four heads as the sacred sacred sacred beast, and fought against the evil spirits for seven days and seven nights, and killed them... Since everyone wants to hear, I Let me talk about the things at the time!"

"Zhang Lingran? Lingran ancestor?"

When I heard this voice, Zhang whispered a corner and hurriedly looked around the wall and saw a bunch of guests coming to Zhang’s home, surrounded by a statue.

The statue is alive, the mouth is open, and it tells the story of his life, and it is fascinating, and from time to time he hears the crowd and sounds a good voice.

"This..."

The eyebrows jumped.

Zhang Wuchen almost didn't fall to the ground.

Beside these ancestral statues, there are recorded heroes, the purpose is to let people observe, now how... live, still telling books here?

Strongly resist the urge to go crazy, look at the stone statue of the ancestors of the future.

I only saw him dancing and dancing. There was no such thing as a high-pitched temperament. Instead, he was like a storyteller. He said his glorious deeds and articles, as if he were telling a story.

"In the next Zhang Xiaosuo, Zhang family's 221nd generation of Xuan Sun, once served as the home of Zhangjiadai, created martial arts, spread to the mainland, countless people to practice..."

"In the next silent wind, Zhang family's 225th generation of Xuan Sun, once left a record in the Temple of the Son... Hey, don't run, listen to me telling my story, don't listen, believe it or not... ..."

Go forward, not far from seeing two stone statues, one is the same as the previous ancestors, explaining to others, the other one chasing a guest, tearing each other’s ears and letting them Listened.

"What the **** is going on?"

Continue to move forward, and see a statue of a ancestor sitting on the guest, telling his own story... Zhang Wuqian can't help but turn around and ask.

These ancestors statues represent the merits of Zhang’s family and represent the majesty of Zhang’s family. How can they all live... Grab the guests and tell them stories?

The most important thing is... don’t listen to it...

"I just sent that person to hang over... I will introduce him to the glorious deeds of these ancestors..."

There is no real elder face, it’s a bit white, and it’s stuttering: “Then, then... that’s it!”

"Introduction to the ancestor's glory, how can it become like this?"

Seeing his expression is wrong, Zhang Wuchen swears: "Well, I will say the previous things, one by one, I will have a detailed process..."

"Yes...Introduction for a while, I remembered something, and said with a sigh of relief, saying that...the people who are now, the hearts and minds of the ancestors, no one wants to know carefully, and there is no fear and Worship..."

The mouth is a pumping, and the elders are slow.

The people nowadays are more impetuous than before. He brought a lot of guests. Through this place, few people can stand in front of the stone statues and carefully observe the merits of Zhang’s ancestors... Most of them feel that these people are dead. For a long time, merits and the like, nothing.

Because of this, I felt angry, and when I introduced Zhang Sushang, I said it.

"I finished these... Zhang Hang Zhang said that he can change this situation, and then... he carefully touched each stone statue and gave them a spirit..."

There is no real elder face.

To be honest, the biggest cause of this incident is because of him, if he is not emotional, the other party will not shoot.

Now, when these stone statues are enlightened, they will start to talk when they block the guests. If they don’t listen, the whole room is now a mess.

"You..."

Zhang Wuchen almost spurted blood.

The ancestral stone statues are left here, just to introduce the merits of Zhang’s family. Now, what is the difference between grabbing the ears of others and telling them?

"No...there are so many ancestral stone statues on the square... What do you mean, he breathes all the time?"

After depression, some can't believe it.

The ancestors of the past dynasties, leaving their names and legends, there are hundreds of statues, so many statues, even if the nine-star spirits came over, they could not all be sensational, how all succeeded, and it seems that one by one... So have an idea?

"Yes, not only that..."

No real elders think of something, and the lips curled up again.

"What is not only?"

Zhang Buchen only thinks that the scalp wants to explode and rushes over.

"This...just in front, I really can’t say..."

I don't seem to know how to answer, no real elders are pointing forward again.

There was full of doubts in the eyes. Zhang Wuchen continued to move forward and bypassed a wall. Before he could turn around, he heard a sound, and he was thick and calm.

"At the lower hole..."

噗通!

Zhang Wuchen fell to the ground.

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