Chapter 131: Insulting the Patriarch, Insulting the Son of God
When the two arrived, tall and mighty chariots were already parked outside the hall, and rows of elite monks with strong auras were ready to go.
There was an air of chilling as they walked back and forth.
In the main hall, the person at the head of the throne is Qin Tai'a, the leader of the Qin clan.
He was a middle-aged man with a face as gentle as jade, but the black dragon-patterned clothes gave him a bit of majesty.
His eyes are like swords, and his hands are long and slender. Judging from the inadvertent movements between his fingers and palms when standing, he clearly has a lot of knowledge in the art of swordsmanship!
Under the main hall, lined up on both sides, were more than a hundred monks uniformly dressed.
Wearing a black brocade dress embroidered with gold lotus, a jade belt around her waist, and a crown reaching the sky on her head.
There was a habitual condescending look in his eyes, and he looked like a group of people who had been in high positions all year round.
When Qin Yu and Qin Siyao entered the palace, more than a hundred pairs of eyes stared at them.
The meaning in the gazes is unclear, but each one is sharper than the last.
Qin Yu felt that if his eyes were lethal, he would have been beaten into a sieve long ago.
"Clan Chief, this is Mr. Qin Yu!" The first of His Highness, the Great Elder Qin Taidu, whom he had met yesterday, stood up and said.
Qin Tai A Da has been looking at Qin Yu since Qin Yu entered the palace.
I found that his expression remained unchanged in the face of so many people's gazes, and there was even a hint of indifference in his expression, so he couldn't help but nod secretly.
It should be noted that the people present are all the mainstays of the Qin Clan and hold high positions of authority. They usually act like feudal officials in the realm under the jurisdiction of the Qin Clan.
With that kind of power that he has cultivated over many years, if he were an ordinary person, he would be unable to stand firmly.
"Yes, yes, he is indeed an unparalleled young master of his generation!" Qin Tai'a laughed heartily and beckoned: "Come on, come on, sit next to me!"
As soon as these words came out, Qin Yu was slightly stunned.
Qin Siyao was stunned.
Everyone in the hall was dumbfounded.
The Great Elder Qin Taidu's face looked as uncomfortable as constipation, and he couldn't speak after holding it in for a long time.
"The patriarch has always been strict and believes that there is no rule without rules. Why did he do such an unreasonable thing today?"
"I heard that this son is highly valued by the Nine Yang Saint Ancestor. Could it be that the Saint Ancestor and the old man are secretly angry with the patriarch?"
"It's unlikely! Even so, I wouldn't invite him to sit with me on such an occasion..."
There was a lot of discussion among the crowd, full of confusion.
Only Qin Yu vaguely guessed that it was Qin Lie who informed Qin Tai'a about the Qin Emperor's presence last night.
For the leader of the clan, Qin Yu, who has the opportunity to resurrect the saint ancestors of the Qin clan, is simply the most precious treasure of the Qin clan.
"Patriarch, this...isn't quite in line with the rules!" At this time, a young man with sword-shaped eyebrows came up to the right and frowned loudly.
When Qin Yu heard this, he looked up and met his eyes.
However, he found that this person's eyes were full of displeasure and anger when he looked at him.
He couldn't help but be confused. He had just arrived, where could he find his opponent?
"This man's name is Qin Zhongwen, and he is the most popular among the four great disciples in the clan. Before you came, he was considered to be the most likely person to sit on the throne of the Son of God!"
Qin Yu suddenly realized when Qin Siyao's voice transmission reached his ears.
Well, he is a jealous little guy again.
"This man, it's a mistake to be too good. He will be jealous wherever he goes!" Qin Yu shook his head and sighed, making everyone stunned.
Qin Zhongwen, who was not far away, was startled when he heard this, and then his eyes filled with anger.
It was obvious that Qin Yu's words were directed at himself.
It's just that on this occasion, it's really hard for him to have an attack.
All he could do was watch Qin Yu walk up and sit with Qin Tai'a with a smile on his face.
Qin Tai'a was also stunned when he saw this, and then smiled and said: "There is nothing inappropriate. The clan rules are very clear. The son of God is not under the clan leader! He is on an equal footing with me!"
"The Ceremony of Conferring Gods will be held soon, it's nothing serious..."
As soon as these words came out, Qin Yu's smile became even brighter.
He sat on the throne made of unknown material, looked at the left and touched the right, and kept saying: "Brother, the seat you sit in is so comfortable!"
As soon as the words came out, everyone in the audience was stunned.
This Qin Yu really didn't know where he was born, so he called him the clan eldest brother when he came up.
There must be several thousand years difference between the two people!
Qin Tai'a was also stunned for a while, and then smiled and said: "This throne is made entirely of black gold and soft jade. It is quite comfortable to sit on."
"No wonder, I said...it's different from standing down there, huh?"
While speaking, his eyes collided with Qin Zhongwen's from time to time, making Qin Zhongwen extremely angry.
Stinky!
This treatment...should have been mine!
Qin Zhongwen was secretly annoyed, gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and stopped looking at him.
But how could Qin Yu let him go? Seeing that Qin Zhongwen stopped looking at him, he started talking to him, pointed at Qin Zhongwen and said: "Who is that, can you tell me what it feels like to stand there? I haven't yet
I’ve been standing there…”
Qin Yu said, licking his lips with an eager expression.
The corners of the mouths of those present could be heard twitching.
You said you can just sit there and feel at ease. Why are you being so mean?
Even without looking at it, Qin Zhongwen was so angry that he was shaking all over?
Seeing Qin Zhongwen gritting his teeth, lowering his head and saying nothing, with blue veins popping out on his forehead, there was a burst of sighs around him.
Meeting such a divine son, I'm afraid Qin Zhongwen will rarely find peace in the future.
But since he didn't speak, Qin Yu's provocation was very boring. He looked calm and scolded: "What do you mean, I'm talking to you and not only don't you answer, but you don't even look at me?"
He turned to Qin Tai'a and said: "Brother, it seems that the position of the Son of God is not that great. No one wants to talk to you!"
As soon as these words came out, Qin Zhongwen couldn't bear it anymore.
He took a step forward, pointed at Qin Yu and said: "Qin Yu, don't go too far! You are just a bumpkin from the lower world. You got some bullshit reputation and got the name of a bullshit sage to show off here!"
"I don't know what method you used to bewitch the ancestor and steal the position of the Son of God, but I tell you... you won't be proud for long!"
It was obvious that Qin Zhongwen had indeed endured this for a long time.
This curse was so smooth and coherent that I didn't know how many times I drafted it in my mind.
But as soon as he said these words, he felt a thump in his heart, secretly thinking that something was wrong.
Because the face of the patriarch Qin Tai'a has darkened.
"How presumptuous! You talk shamelessly in this golden palace, insult the Holy Ancestor, insult the Son of God... How many lives do you have to be executed?"
As he spoke, a terrifying coercion came down, and the cultivation of the second level of the Holy Realm - the Celestial Realm was revealed.
Qin Zhongwen suddenly felt like a small boat in the rough waves, teetering on the edge of collapse and sinking into the endless abyss at any time.
I can't help but regret it. I would have endured it if I had known better.
"The most important thing... you should never slander my Lower Realm Qin Clan with your words!" Qin Tai'a's words became more and more fierce, like an invisible sharp sword hanging above Qin Zhongwen's head.
[Author's digression]: Today's second update, I'm begging for money, and I'm about to reach the top fifteen, woo woo woo...
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