Those present were all the ancestors of the Saint Clan, whose status was second only to the Saint Mo Xing.
But even so, they don't have the opportunity to see the statue of the Holy Emperor every day.
It has been a month since they last came, which means that within this month, they did not know the status of the Holy Emperor's statue.
Except for Sheng Mo Xing, Xie Anzhi and other servants, no one else lives in the ancestral hall of the Holy Clan.
Gu An and Zhao Teng are guests, so they are exceptions.
With Sheng Mo Xing, the top powerhouse in the world, here, these big guys from the Saint clan also think that there is no problem at all placing the statue here, and there is no need to worry about it being stolen.
In fact, this is also true. Over the past 100,000 years, nothing has happened.
However, today they discovered that the statue that had been standing in the temple was missing.
There was silence in the hall for a moment, and someone frowned and asked.
"Hey, where is the statue of the Holy Emperor?"
"That's right, why did such a big statue suddenly disappear?"
"Could it be that the high priest used a blindfold to cover it up?"
"..."
Everyone was puzzled and started discussing with each other.
Nan Zhetuo, who was standing in front, frowned. He was the second master in the Saint Clan, second only to Sheng Mo Xing.
He could clearly sense that there was no obstacle in front of him. In other words, Shengmoxing did not use any means such as blindfolding. Where did the statue that was nearly a hundred feet high go?
Yicanghai narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at Sheng Mo Xing, who looked normal in front of him, but was actually a little embarrassed, and glanced back and forth in the hall.
Soon, I discovered a pool of white jade rubble in the corner of the side hall.
An idea popped into his mind that he even thought was impossible.
This pile of rubble...couldn't it be the statue of the Holy Emperor?
Yicanghai was still relatively mature and steady, and did not speak rashly.
Some ancestors with more out-of-the-box personalities won't worry so much.
Si Xu, one of the ancestors of the Holy Clan, saw a pile of rubble in the corner, pointed his finger, and said to everyone with a smile: "Hey, look, the statue is over there!"
At first, no one paid much attention and just thought Si Xu was joking.
However, some attentive people discovered that while Si Xu was speaking, Sheng Mo Xing's face twitched involuntarily.
Including Nan Zhetuo, everyone had this idea in their minds and looked at Shengmo Xing.
Sheng Mo Xing felt a little embarrassed by them and coughed dryly.
"Ahem, you have seen the situation. What Xiao Xu just said is right. The statue of the Holy Emperor is right there."
Everyone's eyes followed the holy ink practitioner's hand and focused on the pile of rubble again.
The originally noisy hall suddenly became quiet and fell into a deathly silence.
The statue of the treasure house that the Saint Clan Tao Realm expert cherished was broken!
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At this time, Gu An still didn't know what was happening in the main hall.
He and Zhao Teng were following Xie Anzhi to visit some famous places in the main city of the Holy Clan.
The Saint Clan has a small number of people. There are only three cities in total, one main city and two secondary cities.
Most of the resources are in the main city, so the elite of the Saints are gathered here.
The two sub-cities are inhabited by tribesmen with weaker strength and talent. They are also responsible for the life and operation of the entire holy tribe.
Gu An also saw how famous Xie Anzhi was within the Saint Clan.
When I was walking on the road just now, everyone who saw Xie Anzhi would smile and say hello to him.
Therefore, Xie Anzhi even made fun of himself in front of Gu An and Zhao Teng, saying how famous he was.
He is the king of the younger generation of the Saint clan, referred to as the child king...
"Brother Gu, Brother Zhao, the place I am going to take you to next is amazing. It is a place that every guest of our Saint Clan will go to." Xie Anzhi said with a smile.
Gu An raised his head and thought for a moment, then remembered what he had thought yesterday: "Brother Xie, is there anything in your holy clan that can improve the foundation of practitioners, such as strengthening the physical body?"
When Xie An heard this, he knew what Gu An was planning.
"Brother Gu, your body is already so hard, do you still need to strengthen it? Shouldn't you break through the Dan Condensation Realm as soon as possible?"
After wandering around the demon-occupied area with Gu An and Zhao Teng for so long, Xie Anzhi also knew that Gu An was a polar warrior and was famous for his physical defense.
That's why he was able to withstand the attack of the emperor-level demon without dying.
Gu An smiled: "The realm of condensation is not something you can break through if you want to, but if I can have the opportunity to increase my physical strength, why should I miss this opportunity?"
"That makes some sense."
Xie Anzhi nodded: "Our Saint Clan is not known for its physical strength, so we really don't have anything that directly enhances our physical strength.
But where I plan to take you next, you will have the opportunity to strengthen your body's defense, so come with me."
With that said, Xie Anzhi walked forward, and Gu An and Zhao Teng looked at each other and followed.
Soon, Gu An and the other three came to a square.
In the center of the square is a huge stone tablet about ten feet high and three feet wide.
There were quite a few people in front of the stone monument, all of whom looked young, forming a circle.
In the center, a girl and a boy are sitting cross-legged in front of the stone tablet with their eyes closed.
There was an old man next to him who looked at the two of them kindly.
Xie Anzhi pointed to the front and introduced Gu An: "That's the place I told you, the holy monument of my holy clan!
It records some of the original skills and secrets of the Holy Emperor. Every member of the Holy Tribe with a bloodline level of A or above has the opportunity to come and learn three times a year.
If you can get an opportunity from this, your name will be recorded on the stone tablet.
According to the chance, from top to bottom, record the top fifty.
Basically it is refreshed every year, but only the last thirty have changed.
The top twenty have only changed once a century ago in the past 30,000 years.
The girl in purple clothes sitting in front now is Yina, and the one next to her is Nangong. Both of them have reached the high level of celestial phenomena, ranking second and third among the previous generations of our clan.
As for number one?"
Saying that, Xie Anzhi straightened his clothes, slowly raised his right hand, and said with a smile: "That's right."
Seeing Xie Anzhi acting like this, Gu An even suspected that he brought himself and Zhao Teng here just to show off his prestige among the saints.
"Does this have anything to do with what you said before, Brother Xie? Since this is the holy stele of your holy clan, and only the clansmen with blood on the armor can comprehend it, can we two outsiders still be able to comprehend it?"
Zhao Teng asked with a frown.
Gu An also looked at Xie Anzhi.
Xie Anzhi smiled and nodded: "Yes, our holy tribe is warm and hospitable. Every foreign guest who comes to our holy tribe for the first time has an opportunity to go and leave a name.
Your seniors from the human race and demon race have also left their names on it before, including the number one name on it now, which was left by your seniors."