The ancestral worship ceremony was a long-standing custom in the Heavenly Martial Continent.
Every year on the fifth day of the fifth month, regardless of whether it was the commoners or the dignitaries.
They had to return to the ancestral hall to worship their ancestors.
At the same time.
The youngest son of the clan would also die on this day.
In the ancestral hall, the test of talent was carried out.
It was also to seek the blessings of their ancestors.
His descendants would be talented and intelligent, leading the family to go further.
Since the people attached great importance to it, the imperial family naturally did not talk about it.
The ceremony was very complicated and grand.
All members of the royal family had to attend.
In the Empress's bedroom.
Ji Yuexian and Fang Qing were already dressed up.
Ji Yuexian was wearing a bright yellow phoenix robe and a phoenix hairpin on her head. Her hair was tied up like clouds.
She is graceful and noble, and she is the mother of the world.
Fang Qing, on the other hand, was wearing a dark purple princess dress.
Her long hair draped over her shoulders, and her cuteness revealed a trace of royal nobility.
Fang Han and Fang Jue were also put on a set of small clothes.
With Ji Yuexian holding them in her arms, they marched toward the ancestral temple.
When they arrived at the Heaven Ritual Altar in front of the Imperial Ancestral Temple.
The members of the Fang Royal Family were already waiting.
There were thousands of them.
Many of them were from the Fang family's branch family and had been passed down from generation to generation.
At this point, they no longer had a title of nobility and were basically no different from commoners.
Upon seeing the Empress 'arrival, thousands of pairs of eyes immediately bowed in unison.
"Greetings, Empress, Eldest Prince, Princess Qing, Third Princess!”
The sound of a tsunami immediately spread over.
It was deafening.
Ji Yuexian and Fang Qing didn't change their expressions. They were already used to this scene.
He continued to walk along the wide road in the middle.
Fang Jue, who was in Ji Yuexian's arms, was also expressionless.
In her previous life, there were many more people who knelt down to worship her.
Only Fang Han, who had transmigrated, felt that it was a little fresh.
Fang Daoyi was already standing on the Heaven Ritual Altar.
Grand Preceptor Hong and Chen Guocin stood on the left and right.
Seeing Ji Yuexian, he nodded.
With the voice of the master of ceremonies, the ceremony began.
"Ahh ~"
In the beginning, Fang Han felt that it was a little new.
However, after a while, she got tired of it.
"It's really boring. Let's end it quickly. I woke up early and am a little sleepy.”
It was only dawn in the east.
The sun hadn't even risen yet.
It was indeed a little early.
Fang Jue was not too sleepy.
He looked around.
He was quite interested.
After about an hour.
A red sun suddenly rose into the sky.
The loud and clear hoofbeats of the rooster spread throughout the entire Imperial City.
"Ding! You have already synchronized with the cultivation of the character."
Fang Han felt a vigorous energy spread throughout his body.
His daily cultivation had been transferred to his account.
"At this rate, I'll be able to advance again very soon.”
Over the past few days, he had been cleansed by the Thunder Tribulation aura in the Great Dao Thunder Pool every day to improve his body and talent.
With the Heavenly Dew and the Tri-Autumn Soul Sacrifice Pill in his body, his cultivation level increased at an extremely fast speed.
If it wasn't for the limitations of talent, he could almost catch up to Fang Jue's cultivation speed.
..........
It was almost noon by the time the ceremony was over.
However, the people present didn't look tired at all.
On the contrary, they were all excited and looked expectant.
He followed Fang Daoyi to the Imperial Ancestral Temple.
After the ancestral worship was completed, it was the highlight of the day.
To test the talent of the new members of the royal family!
Ever since the founding of the Daxin Dynasty, the first ruler had set the rules.
Fang's royal family, only the wise recommended and appointed.
Even if they were descendants of the imperial family, if they did not have cultivation talent, they would not be able to cultivate.
Then, they had to be like ordinary people and take the examination.
If they did not pass the exam, they would not be able to inherit any titles and could only become commoners.
However, if one was extremely talented, they could even obtain the qualifications to compete with the Crown Prince for the throne!
Because of this, everyone in the Fang family fought bravely.
This ensured the dynasty's prosperity.
After generations, a hero like Fang Daoyi finally appeared.
Fang Daoyi was a prince born from a concubine back then.
The Nine Dragons Competition for the throne was finally won!
The speed of the group was very fast.
They arrived in front of a huge and magnificent building.
The ancestral temple!
The entire hall was extremely tall and wide.
It was more than enough to accommodate more than a thousand people.
Everyone first knelt outside.
Only then did he lift his robe and enter in a line.
As soon as he entered, he saw a huge incense burner in the deepest part of the hall.
It stood upright on the ground with smoke curling around it.
Behind the incense burner was a large offering table.
All kinds of sacrificial items were already neatly placed on it.
At the back.
It was a staircase-like altar that reached the top of the hall.
On top of it, there were countless shrines and tablets.
Each of them was the ancestor of the Fang Clan.
Behind every memorial tablet was a portrait.
They were all portraits of their ancestors.
He would not let future generations forget the faces of their ancestors.
These people were either dignified or elegant.
It was lifelike.
Amidst the smoke, it was as if they were still alive as they looked at the descendants gently.
At the very top, there was the largest memorial tablet.
He was the founder of the Daxin Dynasty, the ancestor of the Fang Clan.
Fang Chenxian!
At this moment, the people in the hall were almost all gathered.
Thus, under Fang Daoyi's lead.
First, he kowtowed three times and kowtowed nine times to pay his respects to his ancestors.
Soon after.
Members of the clan who had young children went to the incense burner to offer incense.
This year, it could be said to be a bumper harvest.
They gave birth to a total of 80 royal children.
Although there were more women than men, it was still worth celebrating.
Every member of the royal family who went to offer incense had a devout look in their eyes.
"Ancestors, bless us!"
"I hope my son is extremely talented. Even if he doesn't fight for the throne, he can still become a prince.”
"Lead my lineage to rise again.”
After everyone finished offering incense, Fang Daoyi's expression turned solemn.
The others were also filled with anticipation.
The main event was here!
"Bring the Innate Talent Pillar over!" (Third watch, please ask for data
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