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Chapter 18 Break Free from the Shackles(2/2)

"Of course Brother Mu En's words are not wrong..." Another old man laughed, his smile full of a kind of indifferent pride, "Our ancestor, Duke Huaiyuan, is a direct descendant of the Zhang family in the Eastern Continent, and the blood of Duke Huaiyuan

If there is anything wrong, bring this kid here first so that everyone can see his character. If there is no problem, let him go to Huaiyuan Hall to pay homage to his ancestors this year. He will be of great use in the future if he exercises well!"

"Good!" The other old men all smiled and nodded. The old man who just spoke took out a jade tablet from his arms, flicked it, and a clear voice echoed in the hall.

Before the sound of the jade sign had completely dissipated, a figure that seemed to appear out of nowhere had knelt down in front of the futons of the old men.

"Zhang Shun has met with the elders. I wonder why the elders are summoned?"

"There is a 15-year-old disciple in the clan who lit the bright point of his tailbone today, and the blood soul crystal sensed that his ancestor's bloodline has awakened. This can be regarded as a happy event for Huaiyuan Hall today. Bring this person to let all the elders see him..."

The elder who played the jade medal calmly gave instructions.

"Yes..." The man who was kneeling stood up, then raised his hands to his head, bowed and stepped back.

In the magnificent hall, all the old people looked at the red spears on the gradually dissipating blood soul crystal, and closed their eyes one by one.



Only two hours later, the man who had just withdrawn came back, still kneeling on the ground respectfully.

"Reporting to all elders, there are a total of 1,761 15-year-old disciples in the Zhang clan's genealogy in the eight cities of the Huaiyuan clan, including 9 sinners' children who have traveled far away. In the past two days, a total of 23 of these disciples have lit up their tailbones.

After investigation, none of these people have awakened the bloodline of their ancestors!"

Zhang Shun's voice rang quietly in the hall. The elders who had closed their eyes opened their eyes again and glanced at each other. There was a trace of surprise and anger in their eyes. The direct descendants of Duke Huaiyuan were no longer living here.

The cities under Huaiyuantang are not in the Zhang family's genealogy. It shouldn't be. Even those heinous sinners who have been punished or sentenced to death for generations will have their descendants' names recorded in the clan pavilion.

In terms of genealogy, the Clan Pavilion even has a special management file for the genealogy of these people, called "Scabies Xing Lu". The management is very strict. The weddings, funerals, births and births of these people will all be recorded in the Clan Pavilion.

A dedicated person is responsible for recording and verifying. A direct descendant of Duke Huaiyuan who has awakened the ancestral bloodline and is still named Zhang cannot be found in the genealogy. Isn’t it a joke? Human connections are the root of the clan. If there is a problem with the connections, the clan will suffer.

Question, this is not a trivial matter. Huaiyuantang is a hall of the Four Cauldrons. Where can you put the old faces of the elders of Huaiyuantang? The elders who were just happy just now feel like they have been slapped.

"Check, check for me..." An angry shout rang out in the hall, and the entire majestic hall seemed to be blown by an invisible strong wind in an instant. The flames in the four giant cauldrons around the hall swayed in light and dark, like a match.

, will be strangled by that invisible hand at any time...

Zhang Tie didn't know that at the moment he lit the bright point of his tailbone today, he had already caused a huge storm in a distant place...


Chapter completed!
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