Their faces were twitching uncontrollably. When the two poison kings saw the holy ancestor suddenly appearing in front of them, they were immediately frightened. They trembled and hurriedly knelt down and worshiped, "The current four great Dharma kings of our religion, Poison King and Corpse King, pay homage to the Holy Ancestor."

Lord Ancestor."

Smiling slightly, the Holy Ancestor did not speak, but a teasing laughter came from the other direction, "Why, now we only recognize the Holy Ancestor and ignore us."

"You guys are hiss"

The corners of their wrinkled eyes trembled uncontrollably. The two Poison Kings stiffened their heads and turned around, but at this moment, they saw a group of illusory figures surrounding them, looking at them.

If it’s not the heroic spirit of the past sect leaders, then who is it?

Especially the person who spoke was the previous leader they had assisted, Ouyang Feiying.

Suddenly, the two old men were so frightened that their legs went weak. They took a breath of cold air and kept knocking their heads to these heroic spirits, apologizing again and again, "I'm sorry, the spiritual masters of the past generations have appeared. The two old men are far away from each other.

I hope the leaders will forgive me."

"Hey, we old ghosts come and go in a hurry. If there is anything to welcome from afar, we won't post to you in advance."

With a sneer, the Holy Ancestor waved his hand indifferently and said, "You're welcome, everyone, please sit down."

Eh

Wiping the cold sweat from their foreheads, the two Dharma Kings sat on the floor with dry smiles, sitting in a circle with the group of leader heroes, their hands trembling nervously.

The Holy Ancestor glanced at them sideways, smiled indifferently, and ignored them. He just squinted his eyes and murmured, "Two brats, do you know what we are here to see you for this time?"

"Please give instructions from the Holy Ancestor"

After bowing, the two Poison Kings turned pale with nervousness.

The Holy Ancestor smiled slightly, and suddenly two gleams of light flashed in his eyes, and he said calmly, "The time has come for the revival of our religion. Go and revive all the contact points of our religion."

"The focal point of our religion"

The two Poison Kings raised their heads and looked at the Holy Ancestor with puzzled faces.

Ouyang Feiying smiled slightly and said calmly, "Old Poison, what the Holy Ancestor said was the contact points set up in various places in the world since the thirty-third generation of sect leaders unified the ten empires. At the beginning, our religion could be in these ten empires

You can send any information among the contact points, control the information traffic of the entire world, and can be said to be in charge of the world. But later, the sect declined day by day, and these contact points were destroyed one by one. Now the Holy Ancestor asks you to rebuild the contact points, which is to restore the three

The glory of the thirteenth generation."

"real"

Their eyes lit up, and the two Poison Kings were immediately overjoyed, but soon they hesitated again. "But these ancient contact points, the communication crystals and the arrangement method of the teleportation array have been lost in this religion. The old man and others are dull.

I’m afraid it will be difficult to recover.”

"This is not something you have to worry about. You only need to rebuild the various strongholds. As for the task of setting up the teleportation array and the communication crystal, leave it to our current leader and second-generation Saint Ancestor, Xiao Sanba."

Smiling slightly, the Holy Ancestor said calmly, "As the saying goes, if you want to get rich, you must first build roads. If we want to expand our influence, we must first do a good job in communication. Only in this way can we connect the power of our religion throughout the world, from beginning to end.

Echo. No matter where something goes wrong, we can help each other when one is in trouble."

Nodding steadily, the two Poison Kings nodded in agreement.

At this time, Ouyang Feiying frowned slightly and said, "Also, among these ten empires, there are enemies from behind who are targeting our sect. You should be more careful. Send more spies to investigate, so as to avoid the danger of mischief.

You will make the same mistake as I did back then."

"Master Ouyang, what do you mean someone is targeting our religion?"

His body shook, and the two Poison Kings looked at him without knowing why.

Nodding solemnly, Ouyang Feiying sighed and said, "Before Soul Rebirth attacked me, my three waiters had been secretly eliminated. The person who got rid of them was definitely not Soul Rebirth. He didn't have this ability."

, someone must be secretly helping him. Or, maybe he is just a chess piece in the hands of others. So at that time, I secretly asked Wang Batian to guard the main altar of our religion. No matter what happened, he was not allowed to move without permission, so as not to be

The enemy took advantage of the situation and entered."

"Why, it turns out that Wang Batian was under the orders of the leader Ouyang. When our sect was besieged by the martial arts and the ten major empires, he didn't protect the sect together."

After hearing what he said, Poison King and the others finally came to their senses.

Ouyang Feiying smiled slightly and sighed, "Yes, you have misunderstood him for so many years. At that time, Brother Wang had just joined the sect and he had the cleanest foundation. He was also withdrawn and had no sense of existence. I asked him to guard the rear of the sect.

I wanted to see who was behind the scenes, but unfortunately, that person did not show up, and the sect has been torn apart."

"Oh, that's it. Then since the leaders are still alive, why didn't you show up to lead the sect? Even if you designate a successor as the leader, the sect will not be torn apart."

With a tight fist, Poison King understood everything, but he was still puzzled.

Without saying anything, all the cult leaders looked towards the Holy Ancestor.

The Holy Ancestor raised his eyebrows, looked around, shrugged, and said with a smile, "What do you mean? It's my fault."

No words were spoken, but the look in their eyes meant exactly that.

"That's right, I didn't let the cult leaders show up at that time, because we were already ghosts and couldn't go anywhere except staying in the holy tomb. Even if we showed up, what's the use if it wasn't for that little Sanba this time?

If the Holy Fire himself is taken away, we will not come out with him."

Smiling slightly, the Holy Ancestor's face shone with the light of wisdom. "Besides, at that time, no one in our religion was suitable to be the leader. Rather than appointing one at will, it would be better to just do what we have been doing for hundreds of years, and it can be considered as doing nothing."

Although this sect is half-dead, it is not dead after all. But if you randomly appoint an incompetent leader, who has already fallen into someone else's scheme, and then leads a bunch of you idiots and angry youths to go out and fight to the death with others, I'm afraid

This religion is now extinct."

Having said this, the Holy Ancestor couldn't help but sigh, "This Holy Fire Sect is like a legacy left by me. If it is handed over to the hands of unscrupulous descendants, it will be ruined. If it is given to promising descendants,

, will carry it forward. It's a pity that in this generation, no one is promising. This religion has been in decline, and it has never been able to recover. From the nine days and ten places, it was lawless, and now it is almost exterminated. You guys

Yeah, it almost makes me despair. You have assets worth billions, but you have lost them to millions, and you still dare to claim to be a millionaire, ugh."

The Holy Ancestor was smiling bitterly, and after hearing this, everyone else lowered their heads in shame.

Poison King and the others are scratching their noses, and it’s hard to judge the previous leaders.

"so"

Immediately afterwards, the Holy Ancestor continued, "In the past hundred thousand years, it's not that I don't want to show up, but there is no one who makes me worthy of showing up for him, except for this little Sanba. His arrival will give this sect

It has brought new prosperity and is no longer going downhill, so he is the second generation of the Saint Ancestor."

"Then he must be careful about the mastermind behind the scenes."

"Be careful"

Ouyang Feiying pondered for a while, then spoke solemnly, but was instantly pushed back by the Holy Ancestor, "For this little Sanba, the stage is too small now. It's just for him to practice dancing. He still has it."

There is no official performance occasion yet. Set a small goal for him. First, take down these ten empires and restore the prestige of the sect to the thirty-third generation. As for the mastermind behind the scenes, let him cool off.

Go, don't worry, he can't block Xiao Sanba's way."

Wow

The Holy Ancestor really values ​​the thirty-eighth generation inexplicably, which is completely different from us.

That seems to be his grandson, so we just picked him up.

Hearing what he said, all the leader heroes looked at each other, lowered their heads in embarrassment, and smiled brightly.
Chapter completed!