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Chapter 1995: Dim lights, three losses, two calamities

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    There are only three ancestral temples in the entire ancient clan. They are located in the imperial city of the three clans, under the three statues of the ancient ancestors.

    Every adult ancient clan will go to the ancestral temple when they experience the third calamity, but they will not go too deep, just on the periphery. Only those from the royal family can go deep into the ancestral temple.  , to overcome this calamity.

    ?Throughout the ages, few people have the qualifications to retreat in the ancestral temple. Even the Great God, it is difficult to do so, because the right to open the ancestral temple is in the hands of the emperors of the past dynasties.

    Wang Lin stood in the center of the Ancient Imperial City, under the huge statue of the ancient ancestor. Looking at the statue that seemed to rise from the sky, Wang Lin stood there in silence.

    This statue is exactly the same as the statue in Daogu Imperial City. The ancient ancestor put his hands behind his back and looked at the sky and the earth with an expression of contempt and disdain.  Before Wang Lin walked across the three Sky Bridges, he saw this statue in Daogu Imperial City and didn't have much impression.

    But at this moment, the statue was different in his eyes.

    The contempt and disdain in that look were just superficial. Deep in its purpose, Wang Lin saw that there was a hidden sadness, which seemed to be for himself and for all living beings.

    "Who carved this statue of the ancient ancestor?" Wang Lin said softly.

    "The Great Heavenly Lord of the Ancient Way" Song Tian stood next to Wang Lin, also looking at the statue, and said slowly.

    "After the disappearance of the ancient ancestor, the Great Heavenly Lord of the ancient path found three mountain peaks from nowhere, carved this statue himself, and stood it in the imperial city of the three clans.

    It is precisely because of this that we, the descendants of these ancient tribes, can remember the appearance of our ancient ancestors and not forget them as time goes by.  "

    Wang Lin nodded lightly. He knew that a race must have a symbol and sustenance. Without this core spiritual existence, the race would not be able to reproduce for a long time and would slowly pass away over the years.

    ??Obviously, this statue of the ancient ancestor and the legends are the symbols and sustenance of the three lines of the ancient clan. If this statue is there, the ancient clan is here!  The Great Heavenly Lord of the Ancient Dao, as the guardian of the entire ancient clan, can see his wisdom in just this one thing.

    Under the statue, there were only Wang Lin and Song Tian, ??seemingly waiting for something silently.

    Not long after, I saw faint murmurs coming from the direction of the palace in the ancient imperial city, and a dark light rose into the sky, heading straight to this place, surrounding the statue of the ancient ancestor, forming a circle.  A dark halo.

    Under the statue, between the feet of the ancient ancestor, there was an arc-shaped door on the huge rock. The door was closed, but as the dark halo lingered, a roaring sound came from the door.  Open slowly.

    "Brother Wang, the ancestral temple is open and Song will not go in. Take care!" Song Tian clasped his fists towards Wang Lin.

    Wang Lin looked at the opening door with a solemn look in his eyes. Whether he could make Li Muwan qualified to enter the Ancient God Realm depended on whether he could obtain two more drops of soul this time through the third calamity of the Ancient Clan.  Blood.

    Wang Lin cupped his fists towards Song Tian, ??took a deep breath, and walked towards the ancestral temple.

    His pace was not fast, but every step he took was very steady. Step by step, he gradually walked to the fully opened door of the ancestral temple. Without any hesitation, he stepped inside.

    The moment he walked into the ancestral temple, the door of the ancestral temple slowly closed. After only half a stick of incense, it closed completely with a bang.

    The dark halo on the statue of the ancient ancestor also gradually dissipated and turned into a rainbow again, flying towards the palace and disappearing.

    Song Tian stood there for a long time, sighed softly, turned around and left.

    Most of the clan members of the First Ancient Lineage saw the halo surrounding the ancient ancestor's statue, but not many knew about Wang Lin's entry. This matter was also banned by the First Ancient Emperor. Slowly,  No one cares about this.

    The entire Shigu lineage is no different from usual, except that careful tribesmen will find that Prince Jidu was always away from home, but now, he has been living in the palace for a long time.

    And the eldest prince, ten years later, was crowned king and left in despair to guard the border.

    Five more years later, Prince Chiman, who was most likely to become the future emperor, was also canonized as king and left the ancient imperial city.  In the next fifteen years, princes were crowned kings one by one and left one by one. In the past thirty years, the only prince still in the imperial city is the prince from Jidu!

    In the past thirty years, Prince Jidu has been very quiet. He has not had much contact with the outside world in the palace. His status as emperor has been determined. He no longer needs to act secretly. As long as he is himself, he will be safe.

    Thirty years later, when everyone except himWhen I was in the cave world, I successfully survived the second and fourth calamities of the seven calamities of loss, and even the first of the three calamities of the third loss.  "

    "The third loss of the ancient clan, the first calamity is the ancient blood of the sky!

    The second calamity is the ancient three-point god!

    The third calamity is the last calamity, a gift from the ancient ancestor!  "Wang Lin murmured, looking ahead. There was a stone tablet in front of him. On that stone tablet, everything about the three losses and seven calamities of the ancient clan was engraved.

    For a long time, Wang Lin closed his eyes. In his mind, the voice that emerged when he survived the third calamity and obtained a drop of Soul Blood Tiger was echoed in his mind again.

    "If I let the sky collapse, the sky will collapse. If I let the earth break, the earth must break! If I let all living beings perish, no one will dare not to perish. If I let the sky be devoid of immortals, who will dare to survive  ¡­¡±

    ? Continuing with the end of the previous chapter, I have been in a daze recently. I looked at the outline of the last part and was in a daze for a long time before I started typing out each word.

    I don¡¯t want to break out, I really don¡¯t want to, not because I¡¯m tired, but because I want to spend a few more days with you all during the end of the Immortal Rebellion.

    Every time an outbreak occurs at this time, it means that the end is one day closer.  (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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