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Time flies, and thanks to the tireless and ingenious work of hundreds of Lu Ban's successors, it only took one month.

On the eve of Qingming Festival, the first ancestral hall in China, which carried the hopes of the entire Jiang family, was finally officially completed.

On this day, the entire Jiangjia Village was deserted as everyone flocked to the village.

All the villagers, along with people from several surrounding villages, spontaneously gathered in the huge square in front of the new ancestral hall.

Even the wealthy people who come to the village to buy vegetables cancel all their business and arrive early, wanting to witness this historic moment.

The huge new ancestral hall was completely covered from top to bottom by a huge piece of red silk cloth, revealing only a blurry but majestic outline.

At 9:09 AM, the auspicious time has arrived.

Jiang Chen and the old master Jiang Wanshan stood side by side on the high platform.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Jiang Chen picked up the walkie-talkie and gave the order.

"Unveiling!"

As soon as the words were spoken, hundreds of large drones started up simultaneously, slowly rising into the air while being pulled by the edge of the red silk cloth.

As the huge red silk cloth was slowly unveiled, like a red cloud, it was revealed.

A magnificent, golden building was completely exposed to everyone's eyes.

"boom!"

A roar of amazement erupted from the crowd, like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing down.

The ancestral hall before us is beyond description in its magnificence.

The entire building, with its upturned eaves and overlapping brackets, resembles a temple descended to earth.

The walls and beams, all made of Phoebe zhennan wood, reflect a warm and dazzling golden halo under the spring sunshine, as if the entire building is glowing.

The roof is not covered with ordinary tiles, but with pieces of finely polished, emerald-green jade.

Sunlight filters through the emerald tiles, casting a verdant hue that contrasts beautifully with the golden walls, creating an atmosphere of solemn grandeur and utmost sacredness.

"My God..."

"Is this...is this a building on earth? It must be a celestial palace that fell down from the heavens!"

"It's so beautiful...so magnificent..."

Everyone was stunned by the sight before them, leaving their minds blank.

Jiang Chen stepped down from the platform and came to the two heavy solid wood doors, each five meters high and carved from a single piece of golden nanmu wood.

He reached out and slowly pushed open the door.

"Squeak—"

The ancient and heavy sound of the door opening seemed to travel through a thousand years.

As the gate opened, a unique fragrance, indescribable in words, mixed with the solemn scent of sandalwood, wafted out from the ancestral hall.

The fragrance seemed to carry a mysterious power; anyone who smelled it felt refreshed and indescribably comfortable throughout their body.

Then something even more amazing happened.

The moment Jiang Chen stepped over the threshold carved from a single piece of white marble and entered the main hall of the ancestral hall.

He immediately felt a warm and gentle energy enveloping his entire body.

In my mind, the system's notification sounded at the right time.

[Ding! Host detected to have entered the coverage area of ​​"Clan-wide Fortune Protection Aura (Beginner)"!]

[Environmental purification effects are now activated!]

[The muscle-relaxing and blood-circulating effects have been activated!]

Outside the ancestral hall.

Jiang Wanhai, the third grandfather who had always been at odds with Jiang Wanshan and had previously been picking fights with him, was now leaning on his cane, following behind the crowd with a complicated expression.

He suffers from severe rheumatism for many years, and his legs ache terribly on rainy days, requiring assistance to walk.

Looking at this ancestral hall that resembles a temple today, he was shocked, but he still couldn't bring himself to admit it.

"Hmph, all this fancy stuff, it's just a place to put memorial tablets..."

He muttered to himself, and limped as he followed them into the ancestral hall.

However, just as his right foot touched the ground...

Jiang Wanhai froze on the spot, as if struck by lightning.

He felt a warm current flow from the soles of his feet, instantly spreading throughout his entire body.

Wherever that warm current passed, his two legs, which felt like rotten wood, ached, numb, and painful. It felt as if countless ants were crawling in the cracks between his bones, making them itchy and hot.

Just a few seconds later.

That feeling is gone.

Instead, there is an unprecedented sense of ease and power!

Those two legs that had tormented him for most of his life were now not only painless, but also full of explosive power!

"This...this..."

Jiang Wanhai lifted his leg in disbelief.

Under the watchful eyes of hundreds of people inside the ancestral hall.

He first took two tentative steps.

Then, they walked faster and faster!

Finally, he threw away his cane, his face flushed with excitement.

He suddenly raised his leg high towards the ancestral tablets of the Jiang family, which were black with gold characters on a background at the very top of the main hall!

"Snapped!"

With a crisp crack, that leg was lifted straighter than a young man's!

Jiang Wanhai wasn't satisfied yet. He got into position and, right in front of the solemn ancestral tablets, performed a whole set of military boxing techniques he had learned in the army when he was young!

Lunge and punch!

Horse stance horizontal strike!

Every move he made was powerful and vigorous; there was not a trace of illness in him!

"Amazing! Absolutely amazing!"

After finishing his set of punches, Jiang Wanhai knelt down with a "plop" before the ancestral tablets, tears streaming down his face, and wailed loudly.

"Our ancestors have shown their power! Our ancestors have shown their power!"

The villagers outside the ancestral hall were all stunned by what they saw.

Who doesn't know that Sanjiangtou's two old, rheumatic legs are more accurate than the weather forecast?

Now you can actually box?

"Quick! Go inside! This ancestral hall is a celestial abode! It can cure diseases!"

Someone shouted.

The dense crowd outside could no longer be controlled and rushed towards the ancestral hall gate.

Everyone who steps through the gate, regardless of age or gender, feels a miraculous change in their body.

For those who suffer from chronic lumbar muscle strain, it feels like my back straightened up all of a sudden!

I have presbyopia, and suddenly everything in front of me became clear!

Even a few young people who hadn't slept well the night before and were feeling listless felt like they'd drunk ten cans of Red Bull as soon as they came in, full of energy!

Jiang Shitou carried an elderly woman from the village who was over eighty years old and had been paralyzed for several years, and squeezed in as well.

He had just put the old lady down.

The old woman, trembling, managed to stand up by herself, supporting herself on the pillar beside her.

She took her first steps, those feet that hadn't touched the ground in decades, and walked back and forth twice on the smooth, mirror-like jade floor.

Finally, she raised her head and looked at the exquisite caisson ceiling of the ancestral hall, her voice trembling with excitement.

"A divine abode! A divine grotto!"

"Our Jiangjia Village has produced a true miracle!"