The highest mountain in the Zhong family is in a side hall.

Under the leadership of a guided disciple, Zhong Chen was slightly stunned as soon as he stepped in.

At this time, there were seven or eight figures standing in the center of the hall. At the front, a thin middle-aged man with a soap robe stood there with his hands on his back, with no expression on his face.

When Zhong Chen walked into the hall, these people looked at Zhong Chen a little, and the middle-aged man in the soap robe just glanced at him and looked away. When the others saw that Zhong Chen didn't look special, they also looked away.

When these people looked at Zhong Chen, Zhong Chen also glanced around with his eyes, but found that none of these people knew each other. However, judging from the magic fluctuations emitted by these people, they were all Jindan stage monks, and the middle-aged man in the soap robe standing in front had an abyss and a sea of ​​breath, which was the same as the feeling that Zhong Xuanji gave him.

"A Nascent Soul Cultivator!"

This made Zhong Chen's eyelids twitch!

He had heard that in addition to his nominal father Zhong Xuanji, there were four elders in the Nascent Soul stage. One of them was even a great monk who reached the late Nascent Soul stage, second only to the Great Elder of the Mahayana stage who had never been in seclusion for many years. However, this person is said to be more mysterious than the Great Elder. It is said that he had existed since the previous clan leader, but almost everyone in the clan had never seen this person.

I think this person is devoted to practicing and wants to further his cultivation, so he never appears in front of others.

No matter what, a Nascent Soul Elder appeared here, but Zhong Xuanji, who informed him that he was not here, surprised him.

Zhong Chen hesitated in his heart, but he still walked in, and found a place next to the seven or eight people, standing with his hands hanging down, and waiting quietly.

In the next time, three more Jindan stage monks arrived one after another, bringing the number of Jindan stage monks in the hall to twelve.

The middle-aged man in the soap robe who had been silent suddenly said, "Everyone, today is the day when my ancestors of the Zhong family ascend to the fairy world. I am calling you here to worship."

"Although you are all from my Zhong family, you should also have some understanding of the ancestors of the Zhong family. The ancestors' cultivation reached the peak of the Mahayana and finally passed the heavenly tribulation and ascended to the immortal world. My Zhong family was honored by its glory and ranked among the thirty-six immortal families, and have lasted to this day. You are all disciples who have produced golden elixirs in the spring and autumn of the past twenty years, and they are also the backbone of my Zhong family, enjoying the treatment of elders of the Zhong family. Today, we must vow to make a contribution to the prosperity of our Zhong family and do not hesitate to contribute. Do you understand?"

"Disciple understand!"

Everyone below was in a state of turmoil when they heard this, and many people showed excitement on their faces.

The Zhong family's holy land is equivalent to a ancestral temple in the secular world. In the past, only direct disciples could enter to worship, and illegitimate disciples were not allowed to enter, and they were not even allowed to mention it. However, the Zhong family also stipulated that if the cultivation level reaches the Golden Elixir stage and becomes an elder, after the permission of the great elder and the patriarch, they can enter the holy land like the direct disciples.

Now this announcement is equivalent to admitting that these people are descendants of the Zhong family, and it is no wonder that these disciples are so grateful.

However, Zhong Chen was relatively calm at this time, because what he was thinking was how to make his request if he could meet Zhong Xuanji in the future.

"Let's go." The middle-aged man in the soap robe said something, then waved his hand and suddenly lit up circles of spiritual patterns on the ground around him, and then a white light surged, wrapping everyone in it.

Zhong Chen felt a buzzing sound in front of him, and then he appeared on a flat ground with the others.

Wherever you see, there are green grass, sparse trees, and surrounding rock walls, it looks like a huge canyon thousands of feet in size.

Everyone was amazed because the spiritual energy of heaven and earth contained in the air here was extremely rich. A hundred feet away in front of everyone, a statue of an old man more than three feet tall stood there. Within a hundred feet of range around the statue, there were more than ten stone pillars about a slight high, with circles of mysterious spiritual patterns engraved on the surface.

The old man in the statue was wearing a long robe on the ground, with his facial features and dignified appearance, standing with his hands behind his back, looking up slightly, his eyes looking into the void in the distance, and a red crystal was inlaid on his eyebrows, emitting a crystal luster.

When Zhong Chen's eyes fell on the red crystal, he was shocked.

Because this crystal is exactly the same as the red crystal obtained from the Divine Soldier Seal, but is slightly smaller.

Zhong Chen looked at the red crystal at the center of the statue's eyebrows, and his thoughts rolled in his mind.

The slightly larger red crystal in his storage bag should have come from the sky. Later, it was discovered by the owner of the Nightmare Palace and sacrificed to become a divine weapon seal. After tens of thousands of years, it finally became a crystal again and was obtained by himself by chance.

He later conducted some research on this crystal, but did not come to any results. Even the King of Jin didn't recognize this thing. However, what is certain is that this stone is not ordinary, but he may not have enough cultivation and cannot control it.

After that, he had been focusing on the matter of condensing golden elixirs and strengthening magic weapons, but he put it aside. Now that he found that there was such a crystal stone on the statue of the ancestor of the Zhong family, it naturally made him very interested again.

After thinking about it, under the leadership of the middle-aged man in the soap robe, the Jindan period disciples came to the statue and began to bow three times and nine times to the statue of his ancestors. Zhong Chen also worshiped with everyone.

After a rather complicated ceremony, the worship ended and everyone stood up.

At this moment, the previous teleportation array was once again bright and three figures appeared.

Everyone looked in the sound, and Zhong Chen raised his eyebrows slightly.

The two men and one woman came. The leader was wearing a white robe and broad eyebrows and deep eyes. It was Zhong Xuanji, the contemporary leader of the Zhong family.

"It didn't appear before, why are it coming again now?" Zhong Chen thought so, his eyes swept at the other two, and his heart was shocked.

Judging from the aura emitted by these two people, like Zhong Xuanji, they are all Nascent Soul cultivators, but among them, Zhong Xuanji has the highest cultivation level. In other words, four of them are now in the five Nascent Soul cultivators in the Zhong family.

The man was in his forties or fifties, with a round face, a thorny beard on his chin, and a satin robe, looking quite rich.

The woman was in her thirties, with a full moon face and apricot yellow Taoist robe. She turned out to be a beautiful Taoist nun.

"Greetings to the clan leader and all elders!" Seeing this, the disciples of the common golden elixir worshipped each other.

"Get up." Zhong Xuanji waved his hand and said calmly, glanced at the people present casually, and did not stay too much on Zhong Chen's body.

Zhong Chen was not surprised. After all, even if this nominal father was face to face, he would not look at him directly, let alone in front of outsiders.

"Tsk tsk, not bad, not bad. My Zhong family has been in full swing for nearly a century. There are so many people in the common people who can condense golden elixirs, which is really good." The man with a round face satin robe looked here with interest, touched the mustache on his chin, and said with a shaking head.

"There is no difference between the common and the direct disciples in terms of qualifications. Under the same conditions, the chance of forming elixirs will not be lower than that in the direct disciples." The beautiful Taoist nun said coldly, with a look of indifference on his face.

"Elder Zihui is right, but although our Zhong family is the three major immortal cultivation families in Tiannan, the cultivation resources within the clan are limited after all, so we naturally have to choose the best. I said, Kuishan, these little guys have worshiped their ancestors?" The man in the round-faced satin robe laughed dryly, then changed his mind and asked the middle-aged man in the soap robe.

"That's natural. Since the clan leader is here, let's arrange the next thing." Zhong Kuishan nodded, looked at Zhong Xuanji and said so.

As he said that, he walked to Zhong Xuanji's side and stopped talking.
Chapter completed!