Volume 1: Wudao Xiantian Chapter 21: Ancestor Worship Ceremony (Third Update, Seeking Recommendations)

  Two horses had just galloped out of the hundred-yard mark when a strong gust of wind whizzed past them, and the two men saw a dark light shooting straight towards the city gate. The speed of Gan Chai Jiao was so fast that even Ye Xiang's figure on horseback couldn't be seen clearly!

  "You're really a beast who eats beef!"

  Zhou Shiwen sighed and hastily whipped his horse to rush out of the city gate, only to see that the dry firewood had already run away without a trace.

  Where the horse ran, the ground turned up large pits, two to three feet apart, and it was dry earth that had been trampled by the horse's hooves, with incredible force, causing the mud on the ground to explode!

  "Good grief, is this a horse or a dragon?"

  Zhou Shiwen cursed and patted the horse's head, muttering: "A horse that doesn't eat grass but only eats small cattle meat is powerful! Tonight I'll feed you a few hundred kilograms of beef, trying to catch up with that broken horse!"

  Huotan Ju slightly understood human nature, and upon hearing this, he suddenly stopped in his tracks, almost throwing him out, with a dissatisfied snort.

  "Dead horse, smelly horse, why don't you hurry up?" Zhou Shiwen shouted repeatedly, but the charcoal pony was stubborn and refused to budge.

  Fang Chen burst out laughing and rushed past him, turning his head to say: "Brother Zhou, it seems you're going to be the last one!"

  Zhou Shiwen was furious, suddenly dismounted and went under the horse's belly, with both hands exerting force to lift up the horse, and strode towards Fang Chen, scolding: "Damn it! In the past I rode you, now it's your turn to ride me!"

  Huotan's weight reached a thousand catties, but in Zhou Shiwen's hands it was as light as nothing. His footsteps were fast, not inferior to the fine horses, making people admire his incredible strength!

  Ye Xiu sat on the back of Gan Chai Jiao, the strong wind hit his face, causing a dull pain, forcing him to lean forward and stick to the horse's back. He could only see things whizzing by on both sides, and with his eyesight, he couldn't make out what they were. His heart was filled with surprise and joy: "People can't be judged by appearance, nor can horses! This Gan Chai Jiao, which looks like a weak and thin horse, must be a hybrid of a dragon and a horse! Ma Sanbao, the owner of the arena, is indeed a connoisseur of horses. It's laughable that none of us from the Ye family could see the unusual qualities of this Gan Chai Jiao, and instead thought it was an inferior horse, with no one willing to ride it!"

  The ancestral temple of Liuzhou is on the left bank of the Qing Shui River, about six or seven miles away from Liuzhou City. With Gan Chai Jiao's footwork, he arrived at the ancestral temple in a few breaths, which can be described as swift and lightning-fast!

  Yexue stopped the horse, let Gan Chaijiao slow down its pace, and took out a small piece of beef weighing two or three catties from his backpack. Gan Chaijiao immediately picked up the beef and swallowed it in a few mouthfuls, then wagged its tail gently.

  The young man in blue lifted his head and looked forward, only to see that the ancestral temple was already crowded with people from the three major families of San Da Wu, each with their own distinct characteristics.

  These people include the imperial clansmen who participated in the hunting festival, high-ranking members of the three major families responsible for presiding over the ancestral worship ceremony. Even the highest ruler of the three major families is among them!

  The ancestral temple of Liuzhou, worshiping the common ancestor of the nine Li Miao descendants of Miaojiang, Wu Zu Xi Qi Da Mo!

  It is said that this giant demon with four heads and eight arms was a peerless strongman from the distant ancient era of savagery, with boundless divine powers and sorcery that reached the heavens!

  Chiyou, the Great Demon, fought against the Heavenly Emperor for the throne of Heaven. He was defeated and died, his body transformed into a hundred mountains, his blood turned into rivers, his breath became clouds, and his tears fell as rain.

  The ancestors of the Jiuli Miao people were born from the body of Chiyou, multiplied and grew into the nine tribes of today!

  Ancient things are no longer verifiable, so it is impossible to verify the authenticity of this legend. However, the tradition of worshiping the witch ancestor Chi You has been passed down in Miao territory.

  Ye Xue drove his horse into the crowd, with countless eyes falling on him, and whispers all around.

  "Has this trash also arrived? Didn't he have his meridians severed and his cultivation completely lost?"

  "Could he also want to participate in the hunting festival? With his current strength, he can't even beat an ordinary person. Going to Bai Miao Mountain to hunt is just seeking death!"

  "Maybe this kid has already collapsed and is too afraid to commit suicide, so he might as well ask the monster to eat him up and avoid losing face!"

  ……

  Ye Xuchong didn't hear anything, but saw Ye Sida walking towards this side with a stride, Ma Sanbao following closely behind him.

  Ye Xul hurriedly dismounted his horse and bowed: "Master!"

  Ye Si Dao looked him up and down several times, a look of surprise appearing in his eyes.

  Ye Xuan only felt that his gaze was like a sharp knife, as if it could penetrate his own body, seeing through his five organs and six entrails, and even his own inner thoughts seemed to be unable to escape his eyes!

  His own injuries had healed, and his cultivation was gradually recovering, but he definitely couldn't hide it from him!

  "You're not bad. I originally wanted to give you something, but it seems unnecessary now." Ye Si's eyes revealed a hint of a smile as he turned around and walked back to the altar.

  Ye Xu blinked his eyes, and in his heart he was puzzled: "Could it be that the master of the house came to see me just to praise me for a sentence? And also, what did the master intend to give me?"

  Ye Si Dao returned to the altar, as if he had put down a huge stone in his heart, with a smile all over his face, nodding to everyone, which attracted the attention of the crowd.

  "Yeshi Dao, this bastard has gone mad, actually daring to smile at me. Is he mocking my defeat by his hand all those years ago?" A old man with a fiery red cloak thought to himself, his eyes gleaming with a hint of malice.

  Another grey-robed old man on the altar blinked his eyes and smiled at his attendant, saying: "Yexi Dao usually has no expression on his face, which makes me think he's got some kind of weird disease that's paralyzed his facial muscles! Today he's gone mad and actually smiled! Damn it, what an ugly smile!"

  Ye Si walked to the Ye family's position and sat down, still smiling.

  Ma Sanbao stood behind him and said in a low voice: "Why is the master so happy?"

  "I have successors in my family, so I'm naturally happy."

  Ye Si Dao turned his head and glared at him with a half-smiling expression: "What a Ma Sanbao, you've fooled me so badly!"

  Ma Sanbao's heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself that Ye Si must have considered Ye Xu as his own successor. He smiled wryly and said: "Seventh Master didn't let me spread the word outside, and the master of the house didn't ask, so naturally I wouldn't dare mention this matter. Master of the house, what do you want to give Seventh Master?"

  Ye Si Dao flipped his palm lightly, and a small, exquisite jade box appeared in the center of his palm. He let out a breath and said, "It's this thing, but it's no longer useful now."

  "This is..."

  Ye Si Dao said with a light and gentle tone: "Tian Xiang Xu Ming Dan."

  Ma Sanbao was shocked, and exclaimed: "Could it be the Tianxiang Xunming Dan from the Liang King's mansion in Qingzhou? The Liang King treats this divine elixir as his life, how could it end up in the hands of the master?"

  Qingzhou's Liang Wang Fu had many Taoist priests, and Liang Wang was a renowned master of Taoist magic. Ye Si Dao somehow managed to obtain the Tian Xiang Xu Ming Dan from Liang Wang's hands!

  Ye Si Dao burst out laughing, suddenly started coughing violently, his face turned pale in an instant, and then quickly returned to its normal rosy color.

  "Master Fu, you're injured!" Ma Sanbao's heart skipped a beat.

  Ye Si Dao waved his hand and said proudly, "This injury is nothing. A few days ago, I left Liu Zhou, sneaked into the Liang Wang Fu, and forcibly snatched the Tian Xiang Xu Ming Dan from Liang Wang's hands! The Qingzhou Liang Wang is indeed formidable, but I'm not bad either. I got hurt a bit, but he's not much better off!"

  Ma Sanbao was shocked, and Ye Si suddenly disappeared for a period of time over the past few days. He didn't expect that he had rushed to Qingzhou thousands of miles away, broke into the Liang Wangfu, and had a fierce battle with King Liang!

  Ma Sanbao fell silent for a moment before saying, "Why didn't you tell Seventh Young Master?"

  Ye Si Dao disagreed: "If his injuries were not healed, I would naturally tell him to use the Tian Xiang Xu Ming Dan to heal his wounds. Now that his injuries have already recovered, telling him about this matter wouldn't make it seem like I'm showing off my kindness to him?"

  Ma Sanbao sighed inwardly, Ye Sida was indeed this kind of person, wholeheartedly for the Ye family, but didn't want anyone to know.

  After Ye Si Dao left, Ye Xu felt a strange gaze from the crowd again, filled with envy, jealousy, hostility and hatred.

  Ye Xu didn't take it to heart. He had experienced great ups and downs, and his state of mind had long been tempered to be crystal clear. Other people's gazes couldn't disturb his state of mind at all.

  The ancestor worship ceremony is gradually coming to an end, and the young masters of the three major families each mount their horses, ready to depart.

  Today, the number of people participating in the hunting festival is particularly large. The Ye family has more than 40 people, and the Fang and Zhou families also have more than 30 people each. The three major families also sent two outer gatekeepers who had reached the Xiantian realm to escort them, with a total of over 120 people!

  The ancestral worship ceremony ended, and the young masters of the three major families set off immediately. People were like tigers, horses were like dragons, galloping towards Bai Man Mountain with a loud whistle, their momentum was like a rainbow, and wherever the fine horses passed, smoke and dust filled the air!

  Ye Xuan followed closely behind the young master of the Ye family, with two outer gate managers sent by the Ye Manor to escort and protect him, including Ye Li.