Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Eight: Follow the Order of the Ancestor, Emperor Qin's Residence
This person is Qin Taidu, the current great elder of the Qin clan, who is responsible for managing most affairs of the clan.
He usually holds a high and powerful position, but now he carefully considers his words in front of Qin Lie, for fear of making his ancestor unhappy.
God knows why this Saint Ancestor, who has been in seclusion for hundreds of thousands of years, decided on the candidate for the Son of God as soon as he came out of seclusion. You must know that the Qin clan has been troubled by this matter over the years.
If the candidate is chosen so hastily now, I'm afraid it will cause frequent strife within the clan.
He sighed in his heart, couldn't help but look at Qin Yu twice, and thought to himself: "He does look very talented, but I don't know if he has a lot of brushes under his hands. Those little guys are not easy to talk to!"
Qin Taidu's words were so precise and logical that Qin Lie could not find any flaws.
He could only snort coldly, and glanced at the silent people below, almost making them unable to straighten their backs.
"A bunch of blind people! If the Qin people don't get rectified, they will die!"
I heard them trembling with fear and trembling all over.
"Who is that...take Qin Yu to live with Emperor Qin!" Qin Lie waved his hand towards Qin Siyao and said.
Qin Siyao's face was full of helplessness. The Saint Ancestor could not even call out his own name, but he could only remember Qin Yu clearly.
The difference in treatment is probably too big.
She stepped forward and led Qin Yu in one direction.
Before I had taken two steps, my eyelids suddenly twitched and I remembered something.
"Just now...where did the Holy Ancestor ask me to take him?" The surprise in her eyes became more and more obvious, and her footsteps stopped in place.
Qin Emperor's Residence!
"Holy Ancestor, that's not allowed!" The great elder, Mrs. Qin, was so frightened that she almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
"The Qin Imperial Residence is the ancestral palace of my Qin clan, and it is the most important thing. Even the sons of gods in the past dynasties have never lived in the Qin Imperial Residence!"
"Yes, Holy Ancestor, don't say that he is not the true Son of God now. Even if he becomes the Son of God, he is not qualified to live in Emperor Qin's residence!"
"Saint Ancestor, please think twice!"
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Everyone knelt down one after another and kept shouting, saying that Qin Yu would never go to live in the Emperor Qin's residence.
Qin Yu looked strange when he saw this, and asked Qin Siyao next to him: "Where is the Qin Emperor's residence?"
"That's... the holy land of the Qin people!" Qin Siyao said with lingering fear: "Ever since I became conscious, I have followed my parents to worship in the center of Emperor Qin's residence every year, but I can't even go in!"
"It is rumored that the Qin Emperor's residence stores the remains of the Qin clan's saint ancestors who died in battles since ancient times. It is the place where the Qin clan's heroic spirits are preserved!"
"Nima, isn't this an ancestral hall?" Qin Yu's face turned green as soon as he said these words.
What do you think, let yourself live in the ancestral hall?
And it's like I'm taking advantage of it?
Is there something wrong with the minds of people in heaven?
"Don't be disrespectful to the Qin Emperor!" Qin Siyao scolded him with a serious face, leaving Qin Yu speechless for a while.
What a good girl, she has been brainwashed!
"Our Qin clan has a total of forty-nine saint ancestors in the past dynasties, and each one of them is a hero who stands upright to the heaven and earth!"
"Millions of years ago, when we first ascended to the heaven, wars broke out frequently. Gods and demons of all races still existed, and we, the human race, were our food. In order to give their descendants a place to live, the ancestors of the Qin family started a desperate battle with the original name of the heaven.
Fight!
"Thirty-six Saint Ancestors were sacrificed one after another, and this established the unparalleled reputation of the Immortal Qin Clan!"
"If it weren't for them, we would be just ants to be manipulated by others!" Qin Siyao's eyes were filled with memories, and her expression was sad.
Hearing this, Qin Yu couldn't help but be startled.
Only then did he realize that there were so many saintly ancestors of the Qin clan, but there were only thirteen people who came to listen to his sermon at that time.
It turns out that the others had already died in the battle!
The ancestors of the Qin tribe first helped the human race in the lower realm to quell the wars of hundreds of tribes, established the foundation of the human race, and made immortal contributions.
He came to this heaven again, and sacrificed his own life in order to provide a place for future generations and the descendants of the human race who would ascend to the heaven.
"What a bunch of fools..." Qin Yu lowered his eyebrows and sighed quietly.
Qin Siyao's expression suddenly changed upon hearing this, and when she was about to speak, she heard him softly say: "Cute fool!"
Qin Siyao couldn't calm down in his heart for a long time, and after a long time he said: "Although the saint ancestors died in the battle, there are still heroic spirits alive in the world, and they are treasured in the Qin Emperor's Palace."
"The first rule of the Qin clan rules is that all descendants of the Qin clan, no matter where they are, must return to the Qin clan on the first day of each year and kneel three times in front of the Qin Emperor's residence."
"So that we can always remember how the scenery today came about!"
"This rule... was set by the Nine Sun Saint Ancestor?" Qin Yu looked at Qin Lie not far away and asked suddenly.
"Yes!" Qin Siyao nodded: "After setting up the cauldron, the Nine Yang Saint Ancestor sealed himself in the pass and has not appeared in the outside world for hundreds of thousands of years, until today!"
"Seeing that future generations died in the war, but he had to live well, maybe he is the most painful person!" Qin Yu took a deep breath and spoke slowly.
Jiuyang Saint Ancestor is the earliest Saint Ancestor recorded by the Qin people!
The subsequent saint ancestors are basically his descendants and successors.
Whether they are branch descendants or direct descendants, they are all ordinary in front of him.
Qin Yu suddenly remembered something, turned around and asked, "Has anyone ever lived in the Emperor Qin's residence?"
"No... except the Nine Sun Saint Ancestor himself, no one is allowed to enter the Qin Emperor's residence!" Qin Siyao shook his head.
Hearing this, a thoughtful look appeared on Qin Yu's face.
At this time, the quarrel around Qin Lie had calmed down.
Countless people lowered their eyebrows and said nothing!
Because Qin Lie is angry!
"As long as I am alive, the Qin clan will never have the final say in your hands!"
"All I can think about all day long is bullshit fighting for power. Sooner or later, the Qin clan will end in your hands!"
"I'll say it again, from today onwards, Qin Yu will move into the Qin Emperor's residence as the Son of God, and the Ceremony of Conferring Gods will be officially held in three days! No one can have any objections!"
Qin Lie's words were resolute and his eyes were majestic.
The quasi-emperor's momentum spread, and within the endless area, all the children of the Qin clan knelt down.
He shouted: "I will obey the orders of the Holy Ancestor!"
Except Qin Yu!
He looked at the crowd of people kneeling in front of him, and then glanced at the high-spirited Qin Lie, feeling complicated and unspeakable.
This holy ancestor was really worried about the Qin people.
"Let's go...I'll take you to the Emperor Qin's residence!" Qin Siyao stood up and took a deep look at Qin Yu.
She knew that from today on, Qin Yu's identity would be unshakable.
Because Qin Lie has made his attitude straightforward!
Within the Qin clan today, no one dares to directly challenge the majesty of the Nine Yang Saint Ancestor.
In front of the bamboo house, two figures in blue and white sat opposite each other with dull expressions.
ps: I beg you for the data on banknotes and the like. The data in this book is bleak, so I must cry...