Speaking of which, there seems to be a huge difference in the weight of what Jiang Buyong and Feng Nianzu said in front of the Emperor.

And Emperor Dique also knew what it meant for Feng Nianzu to talk about this matter.

"The human race worships its ancestors..." Emperor Dique hesitated for a while, but was still right.

As a result, the matter of ancestor worship was settled, Yanhuang Palace began to make grand preparations, and invited Emperor Que Palace to come to watch the ceremony to witness the friendship of the alliance.

And how could Qin Yichen refuse when he was invited?

Dangjia tidied up his clothes, put on a jade crown and gold silk, and looked very dressed up.

In the Tianxing Palace, Qin Yichen was high-spirited and handsome, which made many palace ladies look at him in amazement.

Since Qin Yichen came to the Emperor's Palace, he has worn the most uniforms and armors. He has been fighting all year round, making everyone in the Emperor's clan think that the former is a sharp sword under the emperor's command.

After wearing a jade crown and brocade clothes, coupled with Qin Yichen's face that is as carved as a sword, his body looks sharper and more masculine than what he acquired.

"Wen Qing, worshiping ancestors is a big deal, but you have to dress up nicely..." In the boudoir, a maid was dressing Princess Wen Qing in red, and she was slightly tipsy.

"I know, humans are worshiping their ancestors, why are you so excited?

It’s not like you’re sacrificing your ancestors.”

Qin Yichen lowered his head and remained silent, while Princess Wen Qing pursed her lips and cursed: "I almost forgot, this piece of wood like you has no ancestors..." Qin Yichen lowered his head even further. He had ancestors, and this time he was offering sacrifices to his ancestors.

But he could only go to watch the ceremony as a guest of his allies.

"What's wrong?"

Hearing Qin Yichen's silence, Princess Wenqing couldn't help but poke her head to see if she had poked a painful spot in the wood. The innate god seemed to be very lonely in this regard.

Qin Yichen smiled: "Nothing, just dress up nicely."

Yanhuang Palace is a lively scene.

Outside the Yanhuang Palace, a magnificent altar has been built, and tribesmen are carrying the six animal sacrifices. Jiang Buyong lights the incense and puts it on the altar.

On the altar, the wind and fire flags and the Yanhuang flag were flying fiercely, and an ancient bell was moved out.

Worshiping ancestors is a solemn matter, and the music is played solemnly. Qin Yichen came with the emperor and the emperor. The couple dressed up and went out, accompanying each other like shadows.

The emperors and emperors of Dique were invited to the position of high-status allies. What surprised Qin Yichen was that Ban Yanglian also came.

The old dwarf who was loyal to the Emperor Palace looked at the altar with a complicated expression. He then looked at Emperor Emperor Emperor and nodded after seeing him, then he took a stick of incense from Kong Wu's hand, slowly climbed onto the altar, and bowed to the end.

Bai Guanxing is also sitting on the high seat. Now he represents the brothers of the human race and the face of the Baize tribe. It is said that after returning from the Lich Dao Ruins, he has been staying in Yanhuang Palace and seems to have no intention of leaving.

Looking around, one by one the humans were dressed in grand clothes and looked solemn, like Feng Jiuman, Feng Nianchu and other humans stationed in the Yanhuang Palace. They also accepted the sacrificial incense and went on the stage to worship.

The tripod altar is filled with sacrificial incense, which is meant to inform the ancestors that the incense is flourishing in the descendants to comfort their ancestors.

In the Yanhuang Palace, there was a sacred platform, and the Falling Sun Bow was quietly placed there, watching countless clan members.

Lei Qiu stands next to the Falling Sun Bow. The thunder dragon's eyes tremble slightly. Next to the altar, there are countless jade tablets, among which are the names of Feng Lieyun.

These are all heroes who sacrificed their lives for the human race and deserve to be worshiped by their own race.

The portrait on the jade tablet made Qin Yichen's blade-like eyes tremble uncontrollably! The three emperors and five emperors were finally invited and placed in the main hall of Yanhuang Palace! This ancestor worship attracted countless people

The tribesmen were watching the ceremony and offering sacrifices. There were children riding on the shoulders of adults, looking at the portraits in the hall with curious expressions on their faces.

"Grandpa, who are those people?

Why should we worship them?"

But the adult looked serious: "Hush! They are the martyrs of our clan! The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors! My child, you have to remember that our human race also has ancestors, and our ancestors are very powerful, very powerful..." The child stared with innocent eyes.

, seemed to be very unfamiliar with those eight figures, but looking at the admiring eyes of the adults and elders, the little children could not help but feel admiration.

Qin Yichen saw it and was filled with emotion.

He couldn't help but recall the scene in Golden Lion City. The statues of the ancestors who resisted the Eastern barbarians were torn down and replaced by gods and demons all over the sky.

That's why Qin Yichen can understand what a shame it is for the human race to have the three emperors and five emperors suppressed and sealed by all races! How painful it is! If the three emperors and five emperors had not been revealed today, countless people would not have known that they had ancestors.

Just like Qin Yichen once worshiped the palace lords of the past dynasties in Shengtian Mansion. Those palace lords were all heroes. However, Qin Yichen and the people of Shengtian Mansion had no idea that their ancestors had drawn bows and shot for nine days, and that their ancestors had fought in anger.

The eighty-one tribe of Jiuli.

After those of the same race were born, they were told by the gods and demons that they were born as cheap animals. Some humans may resist, but most of them obey, either actively or passively.

If you want to destroy your clan, you must first destroy your history.

This is an extremely vicious plan to kill everyone! Jiang Buyong's eyes are slightly red. He has not made much contribution to the human race in his life, but when he served as the master of the Yanhuang Palace, he finally showed the appearance of the Three Sovereigns and the Five Emperors, and finally let countless people know that the human race had

It is a great honor to have such glorious ancestors.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the long and heavy bells rang, and the ancestor worship ceremony began! The humans in Fengsuicheng held the bells high and struck passionately, and the bells sounded endlessly.

Emperor Dique sat aside and smiled lightly at Qin Yichen: "Tian Xing, do you know?

The clock is the first invention invented by the human race."

"The sound of the bell is heavy and deafening, meaning to alert future generations not to forget their struggle."

Qin Yichen nodded, he knew, he knew all this.

Suddenly, Jiang Buyong stepped onto the altar, accompanied by two elders, Feng Nianchu and Feng Nianwu.

Jiang Buyong's brocade robe today is intertwined with gold and yellow. Gold represents the thick soil, the thick soil represents the Yellow Emperor, red represents the fierce fire, and the fire represents the Yan Emperor.

"The spirits of our ancestors are in heaven! Today, Jiang Buyong, the unworthy disciple, leads our people to comfort our ancestors and welcome the return of our clan's artifact!"

Jiang Buyong's voice was loud. It seemed that he hadn't dared to speak so loudly for a long time.

Jiang Buyong stood straight, as if he was trying to stretch out the robe of the Yanhuang Palace Master.

"Today, our descendants are incompetent and have brought shame to our ancestors! Our clan has been humiliated for many years and is weak."

Jiang Buyong's eyes turned red as he spoke, and his words were full of self-blame and guilt.

"Fortunately, my descendants have the will to kill gods, demons and monsters! I am proud of my power and will not be destroyed!"

Jiang Buyong raised his palm, and Kong Wu poured a jar of wine into the vessel.

The vessel was as smooth as amber. Qin Yichen took a closer look and realized that it was probably the demon brought back by Kong Wu and Feng Jiuman, whose skull remains were polished into a wine glass and jar.

Originally, the human race had a rule that all sacrifices were made of bones, made from the bones of the enemies that the human race conquered.

It's a pity that they haven't worshiped their ancestors for many years. These utensils made from the bones of gods and demons are even more offensive in the eyes of the imperial clans from all sides.
Chapter completed!