Chapter 1739 - 314_3

The plaque hanging from the lantern also fell to the ground at this moment, splitting in two. It was an artifact that could activate the array within the ancestral home.

Old man, you can't get in anymore.

Because the lock has been changed.

…

The array of his own ancestral home would naturally not stump the most brilliant genius in the family for a hundred years.

Not to mention, Zhao Yi had long ago started studying the family array and even compiled it into a book, giving it as a gift to others.

If there was any difficulty he couldn't solve, he would also pull that person in to brainstorm, borrowing their mind.

At this moment, all he needed was a period of undisturbed time.

Zhao Yi pinned his hopes on "Zhao Shan'an."

Daring to replace the clan leader and walk the river alone, the guy must be really strong in combat.

Indeed, that was the case.

When Zhao Yi completed the array modification, there was still fighting going on outside the door.

For a moment, even Zhao Yi couldn't tell whether that person was too strong or his own elders were too weak.

With his fingertips, he fiddled with the latch, letting it fall.

Zhao Yi smiled slightly.

So, the one surnamed Li secretly changed the lock, interesting.

Zhao Yi turned around and walked alone inside the ancestral home.

The layout of the ancestral home was exactly the same as the outer residence, the difference being that only five elders lived here.

No servants, as silent as a grave.

The real grave, however, was in the back garden of the ancestral home, where flowers and plants flourished all year round, and many coffins were buried underneath.

Diagonally opposite was the storeroom of the ancestral home.

Of course, there was no need to store any living supplies, as it was the treasury of the Zhao family.

Zhao Yi had once warned Li Zhiyuan that an old immortal was hidden in the treasury, relying on an artifact inside to sustain life.

Upon arriving at the main hall courtyard, five Taishi Chairs were arranged at the top of the steps, with meditation mats below.

Three elders sat on the Taishi Chairs, leaving two seats empty.

The empty positions belonged to the Great Elder and the Second Elder.

Zhao Yi stood there, looking at the three elders present.

They were all dressed in the traditional blue-tinged attire of the Zhao family, majestic and dignified.

However, they all had their eyes closed, asleep.

In the past, during ancestral worship, five elders would sit there, but in reality, only the Second Elder would open his eyes to conduct the ceremony.

This meant that in the ancestral home, only the Second Elder could move freely.

This did not mean that the other elders were dead or had problems, but were deemed unworthy.

The first time Zhao Yi experienced such a scene, he looked through the Life and Death Door's seam and saw that the Second Elder was full of life, as if living water constantly poured in, while the other four elders were virtually life-drained, especially the Great Elder.

At that time, Zhao Yi did not understand what it meant, but later, he realized it was extracting the last bit of life force, enduring in the human world as long as possible.

Once one's life force was completely drained, they would be arranged into a coffin, continuing to exist in another form.

Unless someone came to awaken them, otherwise, these three elders were almost isolated from the outside unless they awoke spontaneously.

They didn't know today was the day for ancestral worship, and the reason they were here from their rooms was due to the Second Elder's assistance in moving them.

According to the normal Langhua process, at this point, the replaced clan leader should bring the four houses, kneeling on the meditation mats, kowtowing to the elders present. ℴ

Only, their purpose with this wave was to kill the Great Elder, but the Great Elder was not sitting here.

Zhao Yi guessed that the Great Elder was reaching the limit, ready to lie in a coffin at any time, unsuitable to be moved out at this moment.

Currently, these three elders were quiet and harmless.

Unless you reveal murderous intent in front of them.

Murderous intent could be hidden, but killing intent was hard to conceal.

Zhao Yi had no killing intent.

His gaze was clear, with only loyalty to the Zhao family in his eyes.

Admiring the ancestors, upholding the ancestral teachings.

In Nantong, when he kowtowed before the memorial at that time, the ancestors manifested, auguring great fortune.

When even the ancestors sided with him, no one in the Zhao family, no matter high or low, had the right to question his attitude towards the Zhao family.

So, how could there be any killing intent? He was simply cleaning the house.

Zhao Yi placed his hands in his sleeves, and when he withdrew them, his fingers were densely filled with silver needles.

He walked behind the Fifth Elder and inserted the silver needles one by one into the head of the Fifth Elder.

After finishing, Zhao Yi moved behind the Fourth Elder, repeating the process.

Next was the Third Elder.

The scene looked eerie, and this behavior was clearly elder abuse.

Yet Zhao Yi remained calm throughout, his hands steady, as if he were applying makeup on the three elders.

After experiencing the Black Book Secret Technique last time, Zhao Yi was greatly astounded.

In his eyes, that secret technique was almost the ultimate sublimation of all puppetry techniques, unfortunately, it was a taboo.

Zhao Yi could not learn or use it again, but that did not prevent him from pondering and elevating his own puppetry to a new level.

All done.

Zhao Yi looked at the three elders full of needles, his gaze gentle.

He speculated that the reason the Second Elder didn't need to sleep might be related to his choices. Most likely, the Second Elder wouldn't have the privilege to lie in a coffin and continue to endure in the world.

But the problem emerged, where did the life force continuously flowing into the Second Elder originate from?

In his heart, Zhao Yi faintly had a guess.

Leaving this main courtyard, Zhao Yi walked to the storeroom.

Two rows of stone lions were positioned at the entrance of the storeroom.

Crossing his hands and continuously forming seals, the eyes of the stone lions blinked alternately. As the white air waves spurted out from both sides, the restriction was temporarily lifted, and the storeroom's door was also opened.