My Cold and Proud President's Wife

"He's back..." The Patriarch of the Calligraphy Family knelt in the center of the ancestral hall, and in front of him were the tablets of all the ancestors of the Calligrapher Family—a strong man at that level, even if he was dead Xiao Xiao, if it hadn't been for some major change, it would still be able to retain some soul imprints, and it could survive in another way.

The situation in the calligrapher's ancestral hall is the result of the hard work of countless calligrapher's ancestors. All ancestors will engrave their souls on the tablet after their death and dao disappear. Use the power of incense to keep yourself alive.The only disadvantage is that they have to stay in the ancestral hall for the endless time in the future, and they can only keep their own consciousness, and the kind of cultivation that can reach heaven and earth in their lifetime will no longer exist—— Maybe they still retain the ability to deliver the final blow, that is, they can deliver the final blow at the cost of burning all their consciousness.

"Who, what him?" An ancestor of the calligrapher had passed away only a few hundred years ago, and he didn't know much about that ancient memory. When the current head of the calligrapher came back and said this sentence, he hadn't realized it Subconsciously asked a question.

"He..." The tablet at the highest position in the center of the calligrapher's ancestral hall lighted up slightly, and a voice that seemed to run through countless years of mountains and rivers was coming from the ancient times to the present.

"The portrait that the calligrapher has passed down from generation to generation... I saw the face painted on the portrait when I went out today, and I asked him a question out of excitement, but he didn't seem to respond. "The Patriarch of the Calligraphy Family said, after saying this, he told the ins and outs of what happened to him before, not even letting go of the suicide of his eldest son.

"It turns out that your child has also gone astray..." After the highest tablet in the center lit up a little, all the tablets in the ancestral hall lit up one after another, and there were many astounding signs floating in the cluster. Ghost-like spirit bodies, each with long beards and white eyebrows, all look like great scholars from aristocratic families, "Because of our calligraphy practice, we are extremely easy to be seduced by evil outsiders on the way of cultivation. It is also because books in this world are divided into high and low, good and bad—so..."

The owner of the calligrapher felt a little lonely on his face, but he quickly pressed it back and said: "My ancestors did not advise me because of this matter. I don't know how many years the calligrapher has been alive, but the history of the calligrapher I already know by heart that there are not many such situations in history, so I don’t need to be entangled in myself because of this matter.”

The Patriarch of the Calligraphy Family is the current Patriarch. Although the ancestors in front of him are much older than him, but because he is the Patriarch now, he is the highest leader of the family in name, so he does not need to use it in front of these ancestors. What kind of modesty... In a sense, the ancestors in front of him would still respectfully call him Patriarch.

"Sure enough, we are the ones who believe that it is a good strategy to keep ourselves in the face of these big right and wrong. However, the exercises practiced by calligraphers are indeed easily invaded by external evils. If there is a way to solve the problems, then my calligrapher must be It will go up to another level." An ancestor said.

"This statement is correct, but after all, this calligrapher's practice has been handed down from my generation, and it is unknown who created it. If we modify it rashly, wouldn't it violate the meaning of our ancestors? "

"But the flaws in this exercise are obvious. If some people are allowed to get the flaws in this exercise itself, I am afraid that my calligrapher will face annihilation. If I don't modify it, I am afraid..."

A big family is a big family. Compared with other people's affairs and their own conflicts, they must put their own family first. He feels that nothing has anything to do with them. As long as it does not involve his own conflict of interest, it will be destroyed outside. It has nothing to do with them—even the four major families cannot escape this law.

When the ancestors came, there were a lot of quarrels because of the cultivation techniques of our family. After someone brought it up, these undead who had already passed away became interested again, and some quiet ancestral halls became lively again. The only one here A living person stopped talking, but those dead spirits started talking.

"The focus of the discussion now is not this..." Originally, the ancestral hall became a little noisy because of the appearance of the ancestors of the calligraphers, but after this voice full of vicissitudes appeared, all the other voices were like this, just like everything around them All gone.

The ancestors of other calligraphers will have their own phantoms of the dead, which is the only evidence they can show that they are still alive, but the tablet on the highest position is only lightly revealed. Guang Guang, obviously did nothing, even his phantom did not appear, but just like that, an invisible coercion spread from the tablet to the surroundings.

After the voice appeared, the Patriarch of the Calligrapher knelt down on the ground, his expression becoming more and more respectful.

"Tell me your opinion..." The voice only said lightly, but there was an irresistible majesty in the tone.

"Yes..." The Patriarch of the Calligraphy Family obeyed and said it again.

"If that's the case..." The voice seemed to be thinking about something, and even the voice of speaking began to become more and more ethereal, making it difficult to figure out.

"I feel that his appearance may be as predicted in the calligrapher's prophecy, but that prophecy is about him..." The head of the calligrapher still had some doubts in his heart, and he could only ask tentatively.

"One person comes out, and the land falls apart; two jihads, the earth is turned upside down; three lights are hidden, and the day and night are colorless; the four seasons fall, and the time and day are not distinguished; the five elements collapse, and the sky is full of blood; the six realms are destroyed, and the world is in chaos; the seven stars are scattered, and the stars have no owner." ; Eight desolations fall, evil clouds cover the sky; Nine lines return, a thread of vitality; Ten mirrors, see the past..." That majestic voice seemed to be reciting or praying, and the words followed one after another. One of them appeared in his recitation.

"According to the existing historical records, he appeared twice in total. The first time he destroyed the world, and the second time he saved the world, and each time it fits this prophecy..." the voice said to himself, " Every time there is one thing in common - that is, this world...will definitely be destroyed, and salvation...is whether it will be rebuilt."