The sun sets.
The guests dispersed and the covenant ceremony ended.
Chi Jiujiu was holding a dazzling pile of gifts, including more than a hundred women's hairpins alone.
The lowest grade is Xuan grade.
The highest grade even reached the immortal grade.
Some people gave beads, some gave weapons, and some strange and weird magic weapons.
The most bizarre thing was that among the pile of gifts, there were actually several books on heavenly-level dual cultivation techniques.
"Ajin, these are too many. I can't sort them all out." Chi Jiujiu put down the hairpin box and stood on the formation platform, breathing slightly.
"Jiujiu, put the things in the Dzi beads first and sort them out later. Let's go down first. Next, we need to add Jiujiu to the family tree." Shen Mojin said softly.
"OK."
Chi Jiujiu used her spiritual sense to scan the "small hills" on the formation platform one by one, and piled each one into the Dzi beads.
"Okay, let's go." Chi Jiujiu took Shen Mojin's hand.
Shen Mojin glanced at the clean formation platform, hugged Chi Jiujiu, flew to the ground, and waved his hand to remove the formation platform.
The sky above the Shen family returned to its usual tranquility.
Shen Mojin held Chi Jiujiu's hand and walked step by step towards the most solemn and sacred place of the Shen family, the ancestral hall.
Shen Family Ancestral Hall.
There are ten restrictions alone.
It enshrines the ancestors of the Shen family, the deceased leaders of each generation, and the clan members who made important contributions to the Shen family.
There are also wooden plaques for all the tribe members.
Most importantly, the soul lamps of the living are also placed inside.
Through the Soul Lamp.
You can know the life and death status of your tribe members.
Chi Jiujiu took out the phoenix-shaped jade pendant and, imitating the man beside her, pressed the restrictions one by one.
Only after entering the last barrier did Chi Jiujiu see the true appearance of the Shen Family Ancestral Hall.
Enter through the small black gold door.
After walking along the path for two minutes, at the end of the path, the view opened up and Chi Jiujiu seemed to see a large underground altar.
Around the altar, thousands of candles are placed on the rugged rocks.
In the candlelight.
Chi Jiujiu saw that in the center of the altar was a portrait of the Shen family's ancestor. On the left and right sides of the portrait, the spirit tablets of the people in power of each generation were enshrined in order.
At the bottom of the spirit tablet, there are small wooden plaques with the names of each tribe member written on them.
At the front of the small wooden sign is a small black oil bowl with a wick in the oil.
Some of the wicks hung over the edge of the bowl, burning brightly with a faint blue flame.
Some of the wicks were completely submerged in the oil and went out.
In front of the altar.
Chen Zhai and twenty-nine clan elders stood in white plain clothes, their expressions unclear. If you look closely, you can feel a hint of sadness.
Seeing Chi Jiujiu and the other person walk into the ancestral hall, Chen Zhai slowly said, "Ajin, sister-in-law, come here."
Shen Mojin nodded slightly.
He took the green incense handed to him by the elder of the clan, made a gesture to light it, and offered incense to his ancestors.
"Shen Mojin, the 27th generation descendant of the Shen family, brought his Taoist companions to pay homage to their ancestors."
He pulled Chi Jiujiu along and bowed three times reverently.
Chi Jiujiu bowed along with Shen Mojin, and unexpectedly felt like she was paying respects to her parents in ancient times. Of course, she ignored the lack of smiles on the faces of the tribesmen around her.
Just when she thought it was over.
The man beside him spoke.
"Jiujiu, this is grandpa, these are mom and dad, this is second uncle, second aunt, this is fifth uncle, and these are my cousins." Shen Mojin's voice was cold, and it was impossible to tell the expression on his face.
Chi Jiujiu followed his gaze and saw twelve small wooden tablets placed below the spirit tablet of the previous ruler.
The front end of the wooden plaque engraved with the gold-plated words "Chen Zhai" and "Shen Mojin" was still lit.
At the front of the other small wooden signs, the wick in the small black bowl had gone out.
Chi Jiujiu guessed that this should be a member of the Shen family's direct line.
When the lights go out, there should be no one left.
She didn't know what had happened in their family that so many people had been sacrificed?
The beauty is the sixth child in the direct line of descent. It turns out that the four cousins before her are all gone.
"Grandfather, Mom and Dad, I brought Jiujiu to see you." Shen Mojin once again took the green incense from the elder of the clan, lit it, and inserted it into the incense stand next to the small black bowl.
Chi Jiujiu followed suit and bowed several times.
Seeing that the two had finished worshipping their ancestors and their parents, Shen Zhai turned and said to one of the elders, "Present the family tree!"
Chi Jiujiu looked over and saw a white-haired old man holding a wooden tray.
On wooden pallet.
A yellowed book with the word "Family Tree" written in big letters on the cover.
Another old man was waiting on the side with a pen and ink.
Chi Jiujiu walked closer to take a look out of curiosity.
Shen Zhai gracefully picked up the brush that was handed to him and dipped it in a little gold ink.
Then he carefully opened the family tree, found the part of the direct line, and added the five words "wife, Chi Jiujiu" next to Shen Mojin's name.
Chi Jiujiu was close by, and looking at the beautiful golden fonts, she suddenly felt like she was registering for marriage and having her household registration registered.
I almost gave her a little red book.
The phoenix-shaped jade pendant in her hand is like her ID card.
Wait for the ink to dry.
Shen Zhai closed the family tree, and the white-haired old man who was presenting the family tree also took the tray away.
Just when Chi Jiujiu thought it was over, the scene that truly shocked her had just begun.
Chen Zhai said gently, "Sister-in-law, I will light the soul lamp for you later. I need to extract a bit of your soul and a small amount of blood. Please relax."
"Light the soul lamp?" Chi Jiujiu asked in confusion.
She looked at the burning wick at the front of the small wooden sign on the altar, as if she understood something but was not sure.
Shen Mojin answered Chi Jiujiu's doubts, "Jiujiu, these burning ones are the soul lamps of the living. By lighting the soul lamps, you can check the status of the Shen family members at any time."
Chi Jiujiu said, "I see. Okay, then you guys can smoke, big brother."
Shen Mojin stroked Chi Jiujiu's face and said, "Jiujiu, don't worry. It won't hurt. Don't resist, or you'll hurt your soul."
"Okay." Chi Jiujiu responded with a smile.
The two elders who had put away the family tree and writing brushes also came over at this time.
Shen Mojin, twenty-nine clan elders, and all the people in Shen Zhai stood around her.
"Jiujiu, let's start." Shen Mojin said in a low voice.
Chi Jiujiu looked at the extremely handsome man in red and signaled them to take action.
Seeing that Chi Jiujiu was in good condition, the people around her began to release spiritual power from their hands, forming a barrier around her.
Then, the thirty-one people worked together and extracted something from Chi Jiu's soul while she was in a daze.
This process takes about half a quarter of an hour.
Chi Jiujiu first felt a black screen in front of her eyes, and then her brain seemed to be bitten by an ant.
When she looked around again, the elders surrounding her had dispersed.
Chi Jiujiu, "Are you ready?"
"Yeah." Shen Mojin pulled Chi Jiujiu's hand over, squeezed out a few drops of blood from her fingertip, and dripped them into a small black bowl filled with oil.
Seeing the same black bowl as the one in front of the small wooden sign, Chi Jiujiu looked at Shen Mojin curiously.
Shen Mojin used a hand gesture to light the wick in the black bowl, put it away, took the small wooden sign engraved with Chi Jiujiu's name, and placed it next to his own wooden sign.
"This is my wooden sign." Chi Jiujiu muttered.
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