Under the effect of the secret technique, a total of fourteen people transformed into ninety-nine great saints. The other great saint failed to transform, his holy skin shattered, and he sighed helplessly.
The incarnations of the Three Giant God Ancestors, the incarnation of the Ancestor of Dry Mountain, and the incarnation of the Ancestor of Wind all successfully transformed into the Ninety-Nine Great Saints.
At first glance, there were suddenly sixteen great saints with ninety-nine heads in front of them.
"Please ask the two ninety-nine great saints to pay homage to the ancestors first."
After the three incarnations of the Giant God Ancestor finished speaking, the other two incarnations of the Holy Ancestor also smiled and looked at the two real Ninety-Nine-Headed Great Saints.
Most of the Kunlun saints had smiles on their faces, and the hundreds of eyes of the two ninety-nine-headed great saints were emitting a cold light, and not a single head was smiling.
The first few times of ancestor worship are the most dangerous.
Because at this time the consciousness of the Holy Ancestor Jing Shi is the unclearest. If he shows the slightest dissatisfaction, he can kill the Great Sage with just a thought.
After the Saint Ancestor's corpse has gone through several ancestor worships and its consciousness has gradually become clear, he will rarely kill. Even if he doesn't want to bestow treasures, the most he will do is drive away the saints of the same clan.
One of the ninety-nine great saints said, "We two who worshipped the ancestors first may not get any rewards. However, there are sixteen ancestors worshipping this time. If nothing unexpected happens, the ancestors will think that our bloodline is multiplying smoothly and will give us more bloodline rewards after the worship. The two saints will take half of the extra rewards."
The smiles on the faces of the three incarnations of the Holy Ancestor disappeared.
“The final bloodline reward must be divided equally among all teams.” said the incarnation of Feng Zu.
"Yes, we must divide it equally!" said the incarnation of the ancestor of the withered mountain.
The incarnation of the Three Giant God Ancestors said unhappily: "Even if it is divided equally, it should be divided equally according to the sainthood and the number of people. How can it be divided equally among three groups? I don't agree!"
Fang Yun watched from afar with a smile on his face.
These Kunlun tribes have never been truly united.
So, before they could even start worshipping their ancestors, a quarrel broke out among the parties.
It took a full quarter of an hour to complete the distribution.
The three incarnations of the Holy Ancestor and the two ninety-nine great saints will share half of the total bloodline reward, the other great saints will share the remaining two-thirds, and the rest will be divided equally among the half-saints.
The semi-saints had no say in this debate.
"please!"
The incarnation of Feng Zu looked at the two ninety-nine-headed saints with displeasure.
The two saints looked at each other, and the older one flew out first and landed under the altar built by the three giant gods. He prostrated himself, and his ninety-nine heads were braided together like a braid. Finally, they were swung under the altar like a long whip, with all the snake heads facing downwards.
This statue of the Ninety-Nine Great Sage sang the ancient tribal songs. The songs were filled with a hint of sorrow, and that sorrow was like a real existence, affecting everyone present.
The incarnations of the Holy Ancestor and the great saints were better off, but the semi-saints were completely affected by the singing and soon burst into tears. Some semi-saints with weak holy thoughts even burst into tears.
After the ninety-nine great saints finished singing the elegy, they first sang praises of the great achievements of the Holy Ancestor, then recounted their experiences over the years, and finally made a prayer, hoping that the ancestor would bestow treasures.
After saying this, the ninety-nine great saints remained motionless.
The rest of the saints also prostrated themselves on the ground. The three incarnations of the saints did not feel embarrassed at all, and the way they prostrated themselves was more standard than that of the semi-saints and great saints.
They have a wealth of experience.
Fang Yun was still sitting on the chair in the Shengdao Study.
The thoughts of all the saints can see in all directions. Seeing Fang Yun still sitting in the Holy Dao study, the saints of Kunlun were furious, shocked and angry.
Holy thoughts flew towards Fang Yun.
"Do you want to die?"
"How dare you! You are so outrageous! Get down right now!"
"Even if you are a hundred thousand miles away, you must lie down when you see Baizu!"
"You lunatic, are you trying to provoke the Holy Ancestor to shock the corpse and kill us?"
"Get down!"
"Get down quickly!"
"It doesn't matter if you die, just don't let it affect our ancestor worship!"
However, Fang Yun remained unmoved.
The saints were so angry that they were shaking all over. Even the three incarnations of the Holy Ancestors could hardly contain their anger.
This is ancestor worship. Even the incarnation of the holy ancestor himself is lying down. How dare a great saint from the outside world sit down
The saints lay prone on the ground, communicating with each other through thoughts or eye contact.
"Must kill him!"
The saints were so angry that they gnashed their teeth, some even chattered, but they did not dare to attack.
"Meeting such a lunatic is the worst misfortune in my life!"
"Did we succeed in our plan, or did he scheme against us?"
"Don't be afraid, everyone. He has sworn the Kunlun Oath. He doesn't really want to harm us. He must be a barbarian from the outside world who doesn't know the rules. There is no need for us to bother with this new barbarian. Just treat him as frog shit. Be sure to restrain your strength and don't anger the ancestor corpse."
"Is he worthy of being our frog excrement?" cursed a giant half-holy gray poisonous frog.
Fang Yun looked at the Kunlun saints who looked like they were about to die of fright but couldn't do anything to him, and smiled with satisfaction.
The holy ancestor that Fang Yun prostrated himself to worship did not exist.
Suddenly, the earth shook.
The saints who were still angry quickly restrained all their holy thoughts, and lay quietly on the ground, not moving a single step.
Fang Yun saw a terrifying force rising into the sky, instantly spreading in all directions and covering a million miles.
This power cannot be seen by the naked eye, but in the eyes of the Holy Mind, the world of millions of miles fell into darkness.
This darkness seems to have opened up a new world.
All things tremble, and all saints bow their heads.
Then, the darkness quickly receded.
A soft roar was heard from the crater.
After a few breaths, the roar disappeared.
Zuxi calmed down.
Ancestor worship failed, and nothing was bestowed.
"well… "
All the ninety-nine heads of the Great Saint who were worshipping their ancestors sighed deeply and said helplessly, "Thank you, ancestors!"
He stood up weakly, glanced at the other saints with a sinister look, and returned to the back of the team.
"You will definitely get the treasure in the end, there is no need to worry." The Third Ancestor of the Giant God comforted him.
Only some of the Great Sage's snake heads nodded, while the rest remained motionless.
The second ninety-nine-headed great saint walked out of the team and began to worship the ancestors.
The second ancestor worship also failed.
Next, the Great Sage disguised as the Ninety-Nine Heads worshipped his ancestors one after another, and it was not until the seventh time that he succeeded, and then he saw three leaves of Ancestral Grass flying out.
The three incarnations of the Holy Ancestor were surprised and delighted. Although it took so many sacrifices to succeed only once, the reward was very generous, which meant that the later the sacrifice, the more valuable the reward.
The Great Sage got three leaves of Zuxi Grass, but he did not put them away directly. Instead, he held them carefully, thanked the Holy Ancestor Jingshi, slowly retreated to the back of the team, and placed the three leaves of Zuxi Grass in front of him and continued to crawl.
Only after the ancestor worship is completely completed can the treasure be taken away.
Next, the saints took turns to worship the ancestor. As expected, what they gained this time was much richer than before, which meant that this ancestor's corpse had awakened for the first time.
On the fifteenth ancestor worship, the three giant gods incarnated themselves forward, and after praying, a blood-red sphere flew out.
The moment he saw the bloody sphere, even Fang Yun's face turned strange.
It turned out to be inherited ancestral blood!
The bodies of the saints trembled slightly, and they cheered in their hearts. Only the two real ninety-nine-headed saints were angry and sad. This inherited ancestral blood should have belonged to them. Once they obtained the inherited ancestral blood, it was equivalent to obtaining a ray of the ancestral god's divine thoughts to guide their cultivation, which was extremely important for the saints of the same clan.