Click, Qiu Jian walked out of the gate of the villa first, and walked straight to the first shelf, the shelf was hung by a fair-skinned woman, Qiu Jian clicked over, the white woman opened her eyes with fear, and stared at Qiu Jian tremblingly.

Qiu Jian walked angrily, came to the woman, opened his big mouth, and bit the woman's left breast with a bite, a burst of blood spurted out, and the woman let out a scream, and fainted with a tilt of her head. Qiu Jian's mouth full of blood creaked and chewed on the raw meat, traces of blood flowed out of his mouth, stretched out his neck and swallowed the flesh and blood into his abdomen, turned to the side and looked at the person behind him angrily.

Qiu Xuan's legs trembled slightly, he approached the woman with heavy steps, grabbed the woman's right breast peak is mouthful, and the woman let out a miserable howl again and passed out again, crunching, with a sound of interlaced teeth, Qiu Xuan almost vomited, but in his father's cold gaze, Qiu Xuan swallowed it stiffly, turned around and stood behind his father.

Qiu Xiang walked and stopped, kept throwing begging glances at his father, grabbed the woman's arm with trembling hands, bit it without biting, looked up at his father again, and saw his father glaring angrily, so he had to close his eyes and bite a small bite, tear off a small piece of flesh, and swallow it into his stomach, oh, wow, Qiu Xiang trotted all the way to the wall and vomited lifelessly.

Then the city lord, the envoy, the protector, the hall master, the inner deacon, the outer deacon, under the gaze of the owner Qiu Jian, tremblingly completed the unforgettable bite, an outer deacon was so frightened that he couldn't stand up on the ground, Qiu Jian stepped forward and raised his knife and cut off the deacon's head, and the rest of the disciples dared to slack off, eating others and not eating themselves, afraid of only one death, if you bite it, it is also considered to be addicted to human flesh.

Angry scolding, screaming, biting, creaking resounded for a whole day and a night, when the dawn shone on Qiujian Villa again, the banner outside the villa was empty, only a hundred corpses after biting, fluttering a little bit of minced meat dancing in the morning breeze, now the entire Qiujian Villa is silent in a dead atmosphere, making people feel the tremor of the soul, what kind of hatred should be so cruel, what kind of hatred should lead such an innocent to killing, is there really such a deep grudge in the world? Is it really only blood and life that can resolve hatred? The people of Qiujian Villa don't believe it, and neither do these dead people.

Oooo

Uh, uh, hh, a group of men and women formed in front of the camp in an instant, each team of 1,000 people, marching into the depths of the villa.

The inner disciples in the villa also walked to a certain valley in the villa in the hall, although there was some chaos, no one laughed, and they all followed their masters silently in shock.

Hundreds of people walked out of the Shenying Palace, and the city lords, envoys, protectors, hall masters, and deacons came out one after another, and the six-colored battle armor was behind the owner's Qiu Jian, all of them looked indifferent, majestic, murderous, and the screams of the cheering armor, and the frightened birds in the early morning were silent.

The cliffs in the depths of the villa are towering into the clouds, a winding cliff road goes straight into the sky from the bottom of the cliff, and the valley under the cliff is already full of disciples of Qiujian Villa, every disciple looks up at the cliff, what kind of place is this, of course the outer disciples don't know the way, but none of the inner disciples are not clear, and someone whispered - Ancestral Temple.

Yes, this is the forbidden place of Qiujian Villa - the ancestral temple, few people can get so close, but today is different, there are at least more than 100,000 people standing in the open space under the ancestral temple, black pressure, and you can't see the edge at a glance, because today is the day of a hundred years of ancestor worship, and the ancestral temple of Qiujian Villa has similar rules to the ancestral temple of Xuanjianmen. There are only two periods that can be entered, one is the Hundred Years War, and then after the death of the owner, some owners have not entered the ancestral temple until the time of death, and the annual ancestor worship can only be held on the altar under the cliff.

Qiu Jian led everyone up the cliff ladder, the stone steps were all paved with gray stone strips, zigzag, the combat boots walked on it and made a knocking sound, about an hour later, everyone climbed the cliff, and suddenly opened up in front of them, a small platform appeared between the cliffs, and there were rows of stone platforms on the platform, count them carefully, no more than forty-five, divided into three, six, nine, nine, nine, nine and nine arrangement, just with the city lords, envoys, protectors, The number of hall masters is equal, everyone seems to understand the reason here, and they all silently walked to their positions and stood up, Qiu Jian took a pair of children to stand in the front, everyone looked up, only to see a red stone door in front, and the stone wall on the door was flattened, and there were two big red characters - Qiu Temple.

Qiu Jian shouted, "Kneel in the Ancestral Temple"!

Everyone knelt on the stone platform in unison.

"Three prostrations"!

"Knock, knock, knock" Everyone kowtowed to the ancestral temple three times in a row.

"Sacrifice blood" !!After Qiu Jian shouted, he stood up, walked to the temple gate, took down a black stone bowl from the small platform protruding from the side of the temple gate, and walked to his son Qiu Xuan first, Qiu Xuan raised his left hand, held a short sword in his right hand, and cut his fingers. Ten drops later, Qiu Jian walked towards his daughter Qiu Xiang and descended in turn. After the last round, he placed the stone bowl on the platform, bit his left hand, and dripped ten drops of blood.

After a burst of sound, the blood disappeared inexplicably from the stone bowl, "boom" a loud bang, the red stone door slowly hit, a dim hole appeared in front of everyone, bursts of yin qi rushed to everyone from the temple, Qiu Jian walked to the temple, only to see the stone wall on the left side of the temple in turn placed the spiritual position of the ancestors of the Qiu family, the stone wall on the right side is the life resume of each ancestor, Qiu Jian kowtowed every time he bowed to a spiritual position, he turned around to look at the resume, Li Li in the purpose of deeds and blood, had to make Qiu Jian stand up.

Qiu Jian worshipped one by one, read one by one, stopped in front of the stone table in the innermost center of the temple, only to see a half-person high stone room opened on the stone wall in front of him, the black spar around the room was built, forming an arch, there was an object in the middle, the outside was covered with a black cloth, I couldn't see what it was, there was an offering platform under the room, there was a spiritual position on the platform, and the book "Qiu Jiantian's spiritual position" was written, and there was a black box carved with an unknown monster in front of the spiritual position, and there was nothing else around the spiritual position.

Qiu Jian stepped forward three times and bowed nine times, "Ancestors and ancestors, the Hundred Years War is coming, please point me in the direction"! After finishing speaking, he folded his hands and kowtowed again, Qiu Jian's heart was full of doubts at this time, he was eager to know why Lu Dao wanted to carry out a hundred years of war for Lu, and why he wanted to use so many lives to pave the way, but no one told him, his father did not say it, and it was not mentioned in the records of the ancestors and ancestors, but every time the Hundred Years War was to open the ancestral temple, if it were not for the Hundred Years War that trapped the hands and feet of Qiu Jian Villa, it would be impossible to unify the Xijiu Kingdom with the traces of the ancestors of the mountain villa.

But for what, Qiu Jian fell into confusion and pain, the intensity and cruelty in front of outsiders disappeared, leaving only questions and endless torment, Qiu Jian asked over and over again with a crying voice, "For what, for what, for a hundred years of war, for what, for what" ?!!! only he echoed in the empty ancestral temple, but no one answered his question, there was really no.

Qiu Jiansheng burst into tears, kept knocking, bowing and worshipping, asking and asking, in fact, this kind of question is not only him, his father, grandfather, grandfather, and great-grandfather have all asked this, but no one answered them, so they had to go to the killing field of the Hundred Years War with questions and grief.

Qiu Jian didn't know how long Lu Dao had been crying here, raised his head and stared at Qiu Jiantian's spiritual position, gently wiped away the tears on his face, his eyes returned to coldness, and he stood up and gritted his teeth. "What are you crying about, what are you asking, since the ancestors of the generations have been killing like this, what else do you still ask, kill, kill, kill the Xuanjian Sect is bleeding."

Qiu Jian turned around and was about to leave, when his eyes suddenly stopped on the black box, "What is this, what is it contained, why is it placed in front of the spirit shrine?" Qiu Jian hesitated, took a step towards the spirit shrine, and stopped again, Qiu Jian didn't know if he wanted to take a look, but he didn't have the guts, "Do you want to see it?" Qiu Jian stood there, gritted his teeth and walked to the shrine, bowed to the black box, walked to the front and looked at the black box, only to see that the black box was carved with some monsters that had never been seen before, some seemed to spread their wings and fly, some seemed to run in the forest, some opened their teeth and danced their claws, and some had hideous faces, except that they didn't know each other, there was nothing special about it.

Qiu Jian looked at the top of the black box, only to see a layer of dust falling on the black box, Qiu Jian did not dare to wipe it with his hands, he gently blew it with his mouth, the dust flew up, Qiu Jian hit the dust in the air, looked at the black box, and exclaimed "There are words", Qiu Jian forgot about this enshrined thing excitedly, and beat all the dust on the black box with his hand, and four big red characters reflected Qiu Jian's eyes, "100,000 blood sacrifices".

Qiu Jian's whole body trembled, it turned out that the secret was here, the secret of the "Hundred Years War" was here, Qiu Jian burst into tears with excitement, and reached out to touch the black box, but how the blood sacrifice immediately stumped Qiu Jian.

Qiu Jian looked at the black box carefully, only to see that under the four big red characters on the black box, there was a strange pattern, the outer circle of the pattern was eight heads, and the eight red deep nests led to the black box in the middle, Qiu Jian's eyes immediately lit up, hey, pulled down the black cloak behind him, spread it on the ground, picked up the black box and put it on the cloak, carefully wrapped it, picked it up with both hands, and walked outside the ancestral temple, the secret of the millennium is here, only with the blood sacrifice of 100,000 people in the Xuanjian Gate can we know the secret of the road, Qiu Jian's footsteps are getting firmer and stronger。

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