Dijun's black moonlight is back

The Du Family Ancestral Hall is said to be an ancestral hall, but in fact it is almost the same size as the Emperor's Ancestral Temple.

Ling Yu has been walking around the world for a long time, so he can be considered to be well-informed, but he has never seen that wealthy family dare to act like this.

Holding two ends of a red silk piece in their hands, she and Xingzhi walked towards the worship platform under the dragon-coated pillars of the ancestral hall.

There seemed to be more than ten thousand ever-burning lamps worshiped by the descendants of the Du family. In the swaying candlelight, Lingyu saw the person on the main altar:
Du Zongbai, the true king of universal manifestation.

There was indeed his divine aura in the ancestral hall, and he was also among the immortals who surrounded Lingyu back then. It was impossible for her to admit her mistake.

Unexpectedly, Lord Puxian, who is far away in the 33rd heaven, still has time to take care of other people's descendants.

Lingyu smiled contemptuously, and this imperceptible sound was captured by Xingzhao.

"Why are you laughing?" Xingzhi asked.

What are you laughing at?Of course, he is laughing at the hypocrisy of the immortals.

Du Zongbai originally worked with Gong Liquan to encircle and suppress him in Mingjing Mountain in order to uphold the right path.

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, in order to protect his descendants in the mortal world, he set up this formation to tamper with the destiny.

Lingyu had long felt that something was wrong. The world was a mess, but Jichuan City could still be calm and composed in the middle of the territory.

There are many practitioners in the mortal world, and there are also capable people and strangers in the ranks, but no one has discovered this wealthy city.

It would make sense if the true king of the 33rd heaven personally protected him.

"Laugh at these gods who do one thing to their faces and another behind their backs." Ling Yu said.

Yanzhao was a little confused: "Gods? Where are the gods? Are they here?"

Lingyu didn't answer his words and just walked forward.

As she walked, she simply lifted her hijab and threw aside the fan in her hand.

"This..." Xipo, who was guiding her, was stunned. When she went out, she felt that this young lady was extraordinary, but now her behavior was even more chaotic.

Du Wenqing and the eldest lady, who had been waiting at the main seat for a long time, also stood up in shock. In their impression, their daughter was not such a wild person.

"W-what are you doing?" Mrs. Du pointed at her with one hand and covered her face with a silk handkerchief.

Although Ling Yu had transformed into Du Huanyi's appearance, her posture was not at all like Du Huanyi's ladylike demeanor.

The clan members in the ancestral hall all discussed whether she was possessed by a demon.

"Anyway, he is a dying person," Ling Yu said as he walked, "Why don't you worship quickly and give me a good time."

There were also many people who came to watch the ceremony, and they all became interested after hearing what was said. Joining in the fun is a hobby engraved in the bones of mortals.

"You know everything?" Du Wenqing was a little surprised.

In fact, Du Huanyi should have answered this, but the person who came here in her place today was Ling Yu, so she had to speak for her.

"I've known since I was eight years old," Ling Yu said. "The formation under the ancestral hall has chosen a total of 36 sacrificers. It is my death today."

Wen Jingzen stood on the edge of the crowd, watching every move of the mortals in front of him.

At first they were surprised. Miss Du's behavior today was a bit surprising for a well-known lady.

Then they were curious, they wanted to hear what secrets there were among the famous families.

At this moment, they were confused. No one had mentioned the formation to them, and no one had said that the formation required sacrifices.

"Is there someone missing in the city..." The crowd began to whisper.

Wen Jingchan saw the expressions and movements of these people becoming alert and defensive, and even became hostile when looking at Du Wenqing.

"I only have such a son!" Someone let out a sharp cry, and then fell to his knees and cried: "You! You actually captured him and sacrificed him!"

"Yes, yes, I usually think they are a house of good deeds." "Thanks to the fact that the Du family has controlled Jichuan City for generations, they are so pretentious and self-serving."

"You're so cruel, you can even use the daughter you gave birth to as a sacrifice."

"What does he want? He is already the lord of the city. Could it be that he wants to sacrifice human beings to seek immortality?"

The discussion became louder and louder, and the speculations gradually became more and more outrageous.

Du Shi'an suddenly became anxious and wanted to stand up and defend his father, but he didn't know why his father would do this.

And his sister seemed to have known about it for a long time and deliberately caused trouble in this crowded place.

Du Wenqing clenched his fists under his sleeves. He looked at his daughter and finally realized something was wrong.

The look in her eyes was not Du Huanyi.

"Who are you?" Du Wenqing asked.

Mrs. Du pulled Du Shi'an behind her and made a gesture of protecting her son.

"If you have time to ask these questions," Ling Yu said, "it would be better to answer the questions of the people in the city."

Du Wenqing thought about it for a moment, and then immediately ordered: "Come here, hold her down for me. No matter what, I have to worship her today."

The Du family's personal guards rushed out from the darkness in an instant and held Lingyu and Yanzhao down together.

"Dad..." Du Shi'an intended to stop him, but Mrs. Du held him tightly.

"No...I didn't say I didn't want to bow," Xianzhi was speechless, "Why are you pressing me?"

Ling Yu was also speechless. Didn't she just say to worship quickly? What words made the old man think that she wanted to run away?

The personal guards escorted the two of them to the Du family couple. They held them down for a long time, but Ling Yu didn't even kneel down.

"I know you are the one who was hired by Huanyi to help her get out of trouble," Du Wenqing said, "The matter is now over. Since you came to her door, you can die for her today."

Lingyu really didn't want to run away, and her reason for not kneeling was quite simple, not as complicated as Du Wenqing thought.

Not to mention that there was a demon king next to her, the large group of mortals in Wuyang Wuyang, and the statue of Lord Puxian above their heads, together could not bear her worship.

She finally had a kind heart and didn't want Du Wenqing and his wife to die in such an ugly way. In the end, he had to send someone to kneel down on her.

Fine.

Lingyu knelt down towards the statue of Lord Puxian. The chief of ceremonies shouted a bow, and she kowtowed to it.

Before she even got up, there was a sudden roar in the hall.

A deep and long crack opened in the jade statue, and the sound was as loud as thunder.

Not only Du Wenqing, but also Wen Jingchan was stunned.

Xingzhao looked up at the statue of Lord Puxian. The crack expanded rapidly, covering his whole body in the blink of an eye.

"This..." Xingzhao thought that she had a great background, but he never thought that she had a greater background than Zhenjun Puxian.

There was another roar, the head of the statue exploded, and the broken jade stones hit everyone.

Lingyu neither cast a spell nor dodged, because she knew that the people who had been watching the show in the crowd would definitely take action.

She didn't even blink, just in time to see him appear in front of her, raising her hand to open a seal for herself to block all the stones.

"Master," Ling Yu said, "do you understand the show?"

Wen Jingchan pulled Lingyu up, and the cracking of the statue finally stopped.