This scene was too shocking!
After so many years of incense offerings, the Fang Clan's Myriad Ancestors had finally returned.
A will seemed to have been born.
He was very fond of the talented Fang Jue.
However, he was in awe of this little prince, or perhaps worshiped him?
At this moment, Prince Bao was also kneeling at the side.
He felt a little uncomfortable.
It wasn't that he was jealous. He just felt a little awkward.
"It's fine if uncle kneels to nephew. Anyway, our ancestors have already kneeled.”
"Anyway, I don't care. In a while, there might even be a father kneeling down to his son."
He laughed in his heart.
His face was very serious and respectful.
This time, it was Fang Han and his family of five who were at a loss.
Especially Fang Daoyi.
His legs and stomach moved a few times, and he wanted to kneel.
The ancestor was already lying on the ground, and he was still standing there. It was considered disrespectful to the ancestor.
But in this world, there was no such thing as a father kneeling down to his son.
"You brat, you really know how to give your father a hard time!”
He looked at Fang Qing and Ji Yuexian helplessly.
However, these two people were calm and at ease.
It was as if he did not see it.
He had a leisurely expression on his face.
However, he couldn't help but laugh in his heart.
Fang Jue stared at Fang Han with his big eyes.
"What is the background of this little guy?”
"This venerable self is a heaven-bestowed talent with supreme bearing. You should be kneeling to me.”
"Why did he have to kneel down?"
"Does this kid have a secret?"
"No, I have to study him tonight.”
Fang Han was also a little stunned by the operation of this group of ancestors.
He looked at the ancestral tablets and then at his own father.
Seeing that he was also looking at them, the two of them stared at each other.
The situation was extremely awkward.
Fang Han felt a little guilty.
"Father, if it really doesn't work, I'll kowtow first?”
"And then you come again?"
Fortunately, Fang Daoyi could not read minds.
He definitely had to cherish this filial son!
However, he was experienced.
After recovering from his shock, he thought about it.
With a wave of his hand, a powerful airflow appeared.
It instantly swept through the entire hall and helped the many members of the royal family up.
The fallen ancestral tablets were also restored to their original positions by him.
"Today, our Daxin Dynasty is offering sacrifices to our ancestors.”
"And there are even three outstanding talents."
"It's a blessing to be deeply delighted by the ancestor.、”
"I hereby grant amnesty to the world and hold a National Day Banquet for three days.”
Fang Daoyi announced the end of the ancestral worship ceremony with a solemn tone.
Everyone's faces also revealed a fanatical expression.
"God bless Daxin!"
As the crowd gradually dispersed, the door of the ancestral temple was closed again.
The hall regained its peace.
In the air, the dense incense was drifting.
It was as if they had gathered into a human figure.
An indistinct voice came from within.
"The future of the Daxin Dynasty is all in his hands."
call
A gust of wind blew, and the smoke dispersed.
Even the voice just now seemed to be an illusion.
.......
Red Moon Dynasty, Yangxin Palace Hall.
The current ruler, Chi Hong, sat on the dragon throne with a golden saber.
In front of him, the Third Prince, Chi Wuliang, was kneeling on the ground.
He reported the information he had gathered about the Daxin Dynasty's ancestral worship ceremony.
"The appearance of a Great Emperor?"
"Myriad Ancestor Worship?"
"Heh, Fang Daoyi sure knows how to indulge in whimsical fantasies!”
"Making up such a trick to deceive children!”
"He himself is only a genius, and Empress Ji is a trash who can't even reach Dao Realm.”
"You still want to give birth to a child with the potential of a Martial Monarch Realm expert?”
"Why didn't he say that he was the chosen one?”
King Chi Hong let out a burst of wild laughter, as if he found it extremely funny.
The Third Prince, Chi Wuliang, nodded repeatedly.
"Imperial Father is right. I think they are also putting on a show to attract the attention of those ancient immortal sects.”
"But the people of the immortal sects are not fools.”
His tone changed.
"Imperial Father, how about this? When those two children are one year old, we'll meet them at the Imperial Palace."
Their voices became softer and softer.
In the end, two cold laughter sounded from the hall.
.......
"What a comfortable sleep!"
After Fang Han returned from the ancestral worship ceremony, he had gone to sleep.
Only then did he wake up.
In the outside world, the shadows of the trees were already dancing, and the moon was on the treetops.
The cold moonlight shone through the window.
The ground was dyed silver.
He stretched his body.
Then, he turned to look at his sister, Fang Jue.
She slept very soundly and lay down obediently.
His eyelids were twitching as if he was dreaming.
"You can really sleep."
Fang Han mumbled.
He also laid on his side and turned over.
He closed his eyes and prepared to go back to sleep.
At this moment.
"Ding! System mission issued."
" Today's binding mission: Give big sister a light punch.”
......
Perhaps it was due to the worship of the ancestors during the day, the system mission was released relatively late today.
But it was also very simple.
"Sister shouldn't wake up even if I hit her lightly.”
Thinking of this, he prepared to go over and complete the mission.
However, the moment he opened his eyes.
A shadow appeared in front of him.
A pair of sparkling eyes.
She was so close to him, staring straight at him.
"What is this?"
Fang Han was shocked!
Subconsciously, he threw a punch.
Shua!
That small figure was directly sent flying into the air.
It spun in the air and landed heavily beside him.
"Ding! Today's binding mission has been completed. You have obtained one lucky draw!”
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