Tian Yuan

In the Phoenix clan’s ancestral land, there is a spacious secret room.

At the top in the center hangs an ancient lamp inlaid with jade, like an inverted jade lotus. The fluorescent dots dispel the darkness in the room. Bright colors are interwoven everywhere in the void, as beautiful as a painting.

"boom"

High up in the secret room, the space was shattered.

The ancient phoenix tree then appeared here, its entire body red, solemn and dignified, as if it had been irrigated by magma.

Soon, the clan leaders rushed here one after another.

There are less than a hundred people, all of them are powerful leaders of the Phoenix Clan, with extremely high status and great strength.

They received orders from the clan leader and rushed to the secret world as quickly as possible to start the meeting.

The initiator of the meeting was not the patriarch, but the ancient Wutong tree.

"Meet the ancestors!"

To show respect, everyone bowed to the ancient Wutong tree in unison, respectfully and politely.

Since he is the ancestor's natal Taoist soldier, it is completely reasonable to call him "old ancestor".

They looked at the ancient tree with eyes full of reverence and joy. They had never dreamed that they would be able to see the return of the ancestral artifact in their lifetime. The surprise and excitement in their hearts could not be described in secular words.

The immortal ancient clan with ancestral artifacts and the immortal ancient clan without ancestral artifacts are two completely different concepts.

Whenever they think of the destruction of the Holy Elephant Ancient Clan by Nangong Ge's plan, the Phoenix Clan becomes very nervous and requires its members to be cautious when doing things outside and not to offend the big guys, lest they bring disaster upon themselves and their clan.

After all, even the Holy Elephant Clan, which had the Imperial Soldier, could not withstand the impact of the great world, let alone the ancient clan without the ancestral weapon. In order to protect themselves, the clans signed an aid contract and huddled together for warmth, so as to feel at ease.

The return of the ancestral artifact has greatly enhanced the sense of security and self-confidence.

Some elders were experiencing extreme emotional fluctuations. They secretly wiped away the tears that were rolling down their eyes and were unable to calm down in a short period of time.

"What does the ancestor want me to do?"

Everyone stood on the ground, looking up at the ancient sycamore tree hanging high in the sky, their eyes full of anticipation.

The wisdom of the ancient tree is condensed, standing on the top of the tree, looking down below.

It was clearly a blurry figure that appeared and disappeared, but it was like an ancient god standing tall, giving everyone present a great sense of oppression.

"Use the Moonlight Colored Glaze Bottle as a container, fill it with half of the ancestral phoenix blood, and give it to Chen Qingyuan."

The intelligent shadow spoke directly about the matter, without any intention of building relationships with the people in the clan.

"what!"

Hearing this, everyone's faces suddenly changed. They were shocked and couldn't believe it.

The ancestral phoenix blood is the foundation of the Phoenix clan.

Normally, the ancestors were not eligible to obtain it unless it was necessary. Moreover, to obtain a drop, they had to obtain the permission of the leaders of each branch of the clan. The procedures were complicated and important.

Even though there is still a lot of phoenix blood in the pool, after extraction and refining, there are only a few hundred drops at most.

This thing is consumed quickly, but it takes a lot of time to accumulate.

"Phoenix blood is the foundation of our clan. How can we give it to outsiders, and even half of it!"

An elder of the tribe took a half step forward and raised a question.

It was extremely difficult for everyone to get a drop of the original phoenix blood. Now, half of it had to be given to someone else. Even if that person was a world-famous master, he would not be able to accept it and would feel extremely painful.

Giving some spiritual stone resources is harmless. They are not precious things anyway and can be accumulated again with some time.

The ancestral phoenix blood is the foundation and should not be touched lightly.

Everyone present held opposing views.

However, what the ancient Wutong tree meant by saying this was not a discussion, but a notification.

"I'm just telling you, you don't need to vote."

The spirit of the ancient tree was very domineering and spoke in a cold tone, and would not tolerate any disobedience.

The whole place was silent and you could hear a pin drop.

The reverence in everyone's eyes mostly disappeared, and their brows were furrowed, with serious doubts.

If the ancient Wutong tree could not indeed draw the original power of the clan, everyone would think that this was Chen Qingyuan's plan to achieve a certain purpose.

"Ancestor, the origin of the Phoenix blood is extraordinary. If too much is lost, it may affect the future inheritance."

As the head of the clan, he needs to shoulder corresponding responsibilities and cannot turn a deaf ear to it. Of course, he has to step forward to stop it and explain the interests involved.

When the Phoenix Clan was first established, the ancestor used his own blood essence to create a blood pool, which became the most important foundation of the clan and could not be replaced by any treasure.

They also established an ancestral precept that before the elders of the clan passed away, they would merge their own Daoist aura into the blood pool. This would ensure that the essence, blood and Daoist power in the pool would be passed down and would not be consumed.

"Although you are the ancestor of our clan, you cannot make such a decision unilaterally."

An old ancestor walked forward a few steps, with a serious face, to make his attitude clear.

"That's what I meant. It's fine to use other things as favors, but the ancestral phoenix blood must not be lost."

Once someone takes the lead, others will immediately express their opinions.

"If you really want to give me one or two drops, I can accept it. But I'm sorry that I can't give you half of my ancestral blood."

Everyone spoke up, but no one agreed with Wutong Ancient Tree's decision, believing that it was too absurd and unreasonable.

In summary, I strongly disagree with the decision of the Wutong Ancient Tree. If the Wutong Ancient Tree insists on doing it, the clan leaders will most likely unite and suppress it with tough measures.

To put it bluntly, you are just a weapon after all. Calling you ancestor is a sign of respect.

The ancient secret books of the clan record in detail the methods of controlling the ancestral weapon.

At most, I would just spend some time and energy to suppress the ancestral weapon first, and then find a suitable opportunity to apologize and ease the relationship between the two parties.

Feeling the hostility of the tribesmen, the spiritual shadow of the ancient Wutong tree did not seem to have any emotional fluctuations. It was as cold and indifferent as before, and said again in a cold tone: "You are not qualified to refuse."

After he finished speaking, everyone frowned, the joy of welcoming back the ancestral artifact was almost gone, some elders even felt a little angry, thinking that there was something wrong with the ancestral artifact, otherwise how could they do such a thing that would hurt their own family.

"In my opinion, the ancestral artifact has been lost for millions of years and has just returned today. Its intelligence is not yet awake. Let it have a good sleep!"

One of the old ancestors pondered for a long time, and his eyes changed, becoming a little fierce and very decisive.

When this proposal came out, everyone's heart trembled.

The meaning of this statement is very clear. Use various means to force the ancestral weapon to fall asleep without damaging the foundation of the ancestral weapon.

Under normal circumstances, with the help of the clan's secret methods and at some cost, it is highly likely that the ancestral weapon can be imprisoned.

However, since the ancient Wutong tree dares to act like it is in control of the overall situation, it will not be so easily restrained.

"I agree with the Third Master's suggestion."

At this time, someone stood up and agreed, gritting his teeth.

"Me too."

Out of consideration for their own interests, more than half of the people present felt that there was something wrong with the intelligence of the ancestral weapon and that it needed to rest for a while.