Chapter 2 The vision of the ancient altar

The huge lobby is full of the people of the Jun family. All kinds of mocking voices are poured into Jun Lintian's ears like a cold snowstorm, and the unscrupulous cold smiling faces are like a cold dagger, deeply pierced in Jun Lintian's heart, but Jun Lintian can only bear this silently. Cut, he lowered his head slightly and quietly waited for the end of the coming-of-age ceremony, but for Jun Lintian, the progress of the coming-of-age ceremony was so long and painful.

Outside the lobby, the hot sun baked the earth without hesitation, and the dry earth emitted twisted steam and rose slowly, but in the perception of the king's sky, the whole world is like the cold twelfth lunar month and cold to the bone.

The sarcasm in the lobby was like a sparrow on the treetops, chattering, standing at the top of Jun Aoxiang. His chest undulated violently, his face showed anger, and his straight body trembled slightly. His hands on the seat clenched their fists tightly, his resolute face was slightly twisted, and his dark and deep pupils In the middle, two flames were beating faintly and finally burst.

"Enough!"

Like a thunder, Jun Aoxiang couldn't stand it anymore and shouted directly. His soaring fists directly smashed the seat, and the faint murderous spirit wrapped around him without fear. Where those fierce eyes passed, those clans who were still cynicism immediately closed their loudness. Miscellaneous mouth.

In the lobby, there is an instant silence!

Jun Lintian quietly looked at his father standing at the top. In his slightly dull eyes, he could not see how Jun Lintian felt at this moment. At this moment, in a corner of the lobby, Jun Linhai accompanied a beautiful woman and quietly appeared in an inconspicuous corner. When the beautiful woman's eyes fell on Jun Lintian, her gorgeous and beautiful face showed strong pain.

Jun Aoxiang looked around the lobby angrily. The majesty of the current patriarch temporarily suppressed the words of various clans. Several breaths were silent in the lobby. Finally, Jun Aoxiang's eyes fell on Jun Lintian, who had been silently bearing. Jun Aoxiang's majestic voice echoed powerfully in the dead and quiet lobby. .

"No matter what Jun Lintian's cultivation talent is, or whether Jun Lintian's body can carry the power, but... Jun Lintian's body is the blood of my Jun family, and he is a member of my Jun family!" Jun Aoxiang exhaled deeply, calmed his inner anger, looked at the people in the lobby coldly, and said again, "Even after today's coming-of-age ceremony, Jun Lintian is still a member of my Jun family. What's wrong with the Jun family participating in the Jun family's coming-of-age ceremony?" Jun Aoxiang's voice couldn't help but become loud.

The two servants have changed Jun Aoxiang's broken seat, and Jun Aoxiang looked at the dead lobby and said in a low voice again, "Three elders, the coming-of-age ceremony continues!"

Subsequently, the coming-of-age ceremony was carried out as usual, but although the people of the Jun family still looked at each other coldly, they did not think it was as obvious or so arrogant as before.

45 people stood quietly in the lobby. Five old figures surrounded the descendants of the 45 king's family. A dazzling light shone on the whole lobby, and then the emblem of the king's family outlined in the lobby in the form of strength. It was a sword, a sharp sword out of the sheath, as if any obstacle in the world seemed to I can't resist that sharp sword at all.

Jun Lintian, who was in the center of the lobby, looked at the sword in a daze. Even if it was just a shadow outlined by power, it came out from the sharp sword, and the obscure murderous intention still made Jun Lintian's cold sweat soaked the vest.

This is the baptism from the clan emblem, followed by a series of various rituals. When the various rituals, it is already in the afternoon, the afterglow of the sunset reflects half of the sky, and the whole sky is like dripping blood. This is the time when the power of the sunset is strongest, and it is also the best time to hold a complete awakening.

The scene was replaced by an open square. The center of the square is an ancient altar. Years have carved a strong stroke on the ancient altar, but it can't hide the mysterious atmosphere of the altar. Today, the Jun family who participated in the coming-of-age ceremony walked to the ancient altar one after another, followed by the curse of the elders of the Jun family. Under the words, he was submerged by the ancient power permeated by the ancient altar.

Under the intense gaze of the elders of the major family branches, the descendants of the Jun family walked down tiredly from the ancient altar. At the same time, a gentleman's parents next to him will say that after Yuanli completely wakes up, this person's ability level.

A young man with black hair came down from the altar, with a tired face as if he could go into a coma at any time, and a white-haired old man beside him said in a voice that everyone could hear: "King Linhu, martial arts fourth-level, potential, superior!" As soon as this voice came out, Jun Linhu's tired face struggled with an excited smile, and then his paralyzed body fell down directly. At the same time, among the elders of the Jun family in the square, there were happy, angry and jealous.

"The next one, King, go to the altar!"

Jun Lintian's handsome and almost demonic face has once again become the focus of everyone. Almost everyone is sneering and waiting to see Jun Lintian's joke, and this joke has not stopped since the first talent test at the age of 12.

A pair of cold eyes constantly cut Jun Lintian's heart, but he still walked firmly and walked to the ancient altar step by step. The five old men hanging around the altar once again recited mysterious spells, but after a long time, the altar of ancient power that should have emerged was still unchanged. Everyone looked at all this and couldn't help but be stunned, "What's going on? Is the altar broken?

At this time, the old man who reported the rank and potential of the clan said, "Jun Lintian, the level of cultivation: no, potential: no!"

The people of all races who were shocked that the altar was broken instantly solidified, and then looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

"Hahaha, it turned out... It turned out to be the cause of this waste, I... I thought the ancient altar was broken, hahaha, no... I can't, my stomach hurts with a smile!"

Many people suppressed their smiles, held their stomachs, and stared at the indifferent Junlintian with a mocking face.

Jun Lintian was ready to walk down from the altar, but his father's disappointed eyes couldn't help falling into Jun Lintian's pupils. Jun Lintian seemed to feel that his father had always been ten years old in an instant, and Jun Lintian's heart twitched like never before.

The old man who reported his cultivation and potential said again, "The next one..." But in the middle of the words, it stopped abruptly, because Jun Lintian, who was about to walk down from the altar, was instantly shrouded in the mysterious light emitted by the ancient altar, and Jun Lintian's whole body was shrouded in a sea of light. At the junction of heaven and earth, the bloody sunset hovered on the horizon and refused to fall for a long time. The red sunset was like blood. An extremely strange and strange atmosphere enveloped the whole world. At this moment, everyone felt a cold coolness and penetrated into the vest.

On the altar, the sea of light is dazzling and can't be seen at all. At this moment, there was a short blank in everyone's eyes. However, with this short blank, no one found that at the junction of heaven and earth, in the bloody sunset, a red blood line, instant Through hundreds of millions of voids, he fell into the sea of light in the altar, and then penetrated into the waste body that could not carry the power of Jun Lintian. This blood-red thin line quietly dormanted in the depths of Jun Lintian's spine. However, no one knew all this except for the faint feeling of Jun Lintian.

When the dazzling light dissipated, the bloody sunset that lingered at the junction of heaven and earth for a long time finally fell quietly below the horizon.

Everyone's eyes stared at Jun Lintian, who was still standing on the altar, as if they were worried about something. The altar emitted such a dazzling light, which had never happened in the history of the family. Of course, a body like Jun Lintian, which could not carry the original power and could not carry any practice at all, the Jun family also It has never appeared. Even if you look at the whole empire, you don't seem to have heard of such a useless person.

Because even if the cultivation talent is poor, others can at least carry the power. Even if it is only a little power, it can also carry it. Unlike the body of King Lintian, it can't carry it at all. Everyone is worried that the more strange the vision just now, the easier it is to remind people of whether it is the reason for the "waste body" of King Lintian.

However, the next moment, the old man who reported the level and potential of practice seemed to know what everyone wanted to understand, so he tested Jun Lintian, who was still standing on the altar, and then said in a louder voice, "Jun Lintian, cultivation level: none, potential: none!"

Hearing the old man's voice, most people seemed to have put down a thousand pounds of boulder, taking a deep breath, and then the nervous face again burst into a sarcastic smile.

Jun Lintian slowly walked down from the ancient altar. When the thin figure was about to leave the square alone, Jun Lintian slowly turned around and subconsciously looked at the top of the square. He happened to see the eyes from his father. From the dark and deep eyes, Jun Lintian saw Many, worried, sad... Disappointed, Jun Lintian lowered his head helplessly, then turned around and left, whispering in a voice that only he could hear: "I'm sorry, father!"

No one found that in Junlintian's body, every cell is cheering and jubilant, which seems to be full of endless vitality, and each cell emits dazzling light. This mysterious light is of the same origin as the light on the ancient altar. At the same time, in Junlintian's spine, the blood-colored thin line, Like the power of blood, it extends to every part of Junlintian's body, and Junlintian's waste body that still can't carry the power seems to be quietly changing.