"I've had a lot of people ask me that question."

Yang Gang's voice was a little ethereal.

He watched the sunset in the sky and said something that was confusing, "But until the end." Until death...... I didn't tell them the answer either. ”

A heavy pressure rushed over the face, making people feel suffocated.

This is not the breath that comes with a cultivator's strength.

It's a kind of indescribable depression that comes from the depths of the soul.

Think about the time of antiquity.

Who are Yang Gang's opponents?

The god of war is the god of punishment, the supreme Eastern Emperor Taiyi of the earth realm, the ancestor of the earth immortals, the ancestor of the Buddha Gate, the Venerable Kutuo, and the supreme Haotian of the Three Realms......

"None of them can do it, and you ......"

Yang Gang suddenly turned his head and looked at the former prime minister of Da Zhou in front of him.

couldn't help but show a disdainful smile, and gently spit out two words in his mouth, "...... Is it worthy? ”

Scorn.

This is utter contempt.

In his eyes, what a great Zhou prime minister, what a 10,000-year-old family. Can it be compared with Xingtian, Donghuang, and Zhen Yuanzi?

An immortal relict who stepped into the coffin with half a foot in the coffin also deserves to ask Yang Gang's determination?

The Holy Monarch's gaze was only on the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

He Yang Gang, the same!

Even if Da Zhou's ownership is combined, in his eyes it is just a cloud of filthy air.

"You-"

The suffocating pressure, the arrogance that once fought side by side with the supreme power of heaven and earth, seemed to press Liu Xi into the dust, pressing his chest constantly rising and falling, but he couldn't say a word.

Countless dark eyes thundered in their hearts.

Yang Gang's vision, his arrogance, is far beyond what they imagined in their hearts a thousand times, ten thousand times.

"Get out of the way."

Yang Gang's voice sank.

Liu Xi and the servant beside him subconsciously moved out of the way, watching him walk by step by step, not daring to make a sound.

this day.

Yang Gang completely showed his peerless edge in front of the world.

Its impact is far-reaching enough to go down in history.

It's just that many people still can't see through these, and now they don't know, let alone imagine what the world will become in the future.

Long.

"Okay, good!"

Liu Xi stood in place, laughing angrily.

The smile grew to an almost hideous one.

"Since Yang Gang, you don't give face, then . No wonder we are! ”

This night.

A lot of things have happened in the Holy Capital City, and countless undercurrents are surging, and they are about to set off a stormy wave.

Yang Gang didn't seem to see it, and only quietly waited for the arrival of the Great Zhou Ancestral Festival the next day.

——

The golden crow rises from the east and spreads its light to the nine heavens and ten earths.

Rumble!

There was a loud roar.

Fairy light fills the sky, auspicious emerges.

On the ground facing directly to the west of the Holy Monarch, a huge hill slowly rose.

The Great Zhou ancestral land appeared.

It is announced that the ancestral sacrifice once in the Great Zhou Dynasty has finally begun.

Countless figures waited in the square in front of the Great Zhou Ancestral Land early, waiting quietly.

Then.

Above the Celestial Dome.

A halo of light slowly condensed, turning into a majestic figure. He was dressed in a yellow dress, and the weather around him was myriad, as if there were countless auspicious phantoms, and the sound of the avenue followed.

Its intimidating countenance seemed to be separated by a layer of avenue. It makes people can't see it really, and they can't figure out the joy and anger.

"Meet the Holy Monarch."

Tens of thousands of figures bowed down in unison, not daring to make any moves.

"Zhongqing is flat."

The Holy Monarch said lightly.

Immediately landed, and walked into the ancestral land of the Great Zhou first.

Everyone followed, and the procession was in good order, already arranged according to their status.

Yang Gang's position is naturally in the first column.

There are also a few unfamiliar faces such as Doumu of the Eight Divisions and Huode Shenjun beside him. There is also Yuan Tianshi of Qingyun Pavilion, and Wang Zhiqiu, a contemporary scholar...... However, on this occasion, he was respected as the head of the civil ministers, and he had to fall behind the last.

Second column.

It is the eight gods and generals, the four books of the world, the imperial history and other magnates.

Tens of thousands of people were sprinkled with the Holy Monarch one by one to enter the Great Zhou Ancestral Land. Everyone suddenly seemed to have entered another world, and the earth was a vast loess, covered with graves.

The ancestors of the Great Zhou Dynasty are not only buried by the ancestors of the Holy Monarchs, but also by many powerful ancestors who have made great contributions to the Great Zhou Dynasty for tens of thousands of years.

The stone monuments of merit record their life and past.

The blood and sweat shed by the ancestors have turned into eternal feats, which are engraved here, and engraved on the descendants of countless families of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

This is the confidence of their competition with Yang Gang!

However, on today's solemn day, no one dares to make a mistake in the ancestral land of the Great Zhou.

Long.

The crowd followed in the footsteps of the Holy Monarch and came step by step to the only hill in this place.

There are no graves here.

There are no tablets or inscriptions, and it is as simple as an ordinary earthen bag.

But when everyone arrived, their expressions became solemn.

A vast breath that seems to come from ancient times roars like mountains and seas.

Walking in the front, the Holy Monarch suddenly stopped.

"Bye."

Taibai Xingjun swept the dust.

The Holy Monarch should first bend his noble back and salute to the ordinary hill.

Silent.

Tens of thousands of people behind him bowed in unison, showing their respect to the hills in front of them.

But no one knelt.

Yang Gang stood behind the Holy Monarch, quietly looking at his back and the small hill in front of him.

The gaze is thoughtful.

Sacrifice is worship and not worship.

This Great Zhou Ancestor Sacrifice is imitating the ancient rituals.

As the supreme of the Three Realms, the Holy Monarch is supremely noble. Between nine heavens and ten earths, no one should kneel down for him. But he still insists on worshipping his ancestors once every thousand years, setting an example for all beings in the Three Realms, demonstrating supreme benevolence, and having the appearance of an ancient emperor.

Those who win the hearts of the people win heaven and earth.

The reason why the ancient emperors were able to control the authority of the Heavenly Dao was because he had a great selfless heart, could tolerate all things, and uphold the justice of the Heavenly Dao.

See the whole in a small way.

This may be a good thing or a bad thing for Yang Gang.

If the Holy Monarch restrains himself with the virtue of the human emperor, it is tantamount to limiting his means. If he is inconsistent with what he is on the outside, he will naturally not be recognized by heaven and earth.

If he is really determined to be an emperor, then everyone will naturally be happy, and Yang Gang also recognizes him as an emperor.

But.

What if he didn't think so?

Yang Gang has personally experienced the power of Heavenly Dao authority. I know that I want to fight against it, unless I stir up the Three Realms when I was in the mountains and seas, and make the authority of the Heavenly Dao temporarily collapse.

Acting by such unscrupulous means, Yang Gang didn't want to do it in his heart.

An hour later.

This Great Zhou Ancestor Sacrifice, which imitated the ancient rituals, ended in a simple handdown.

There were no accidents, and it was stable.

In the Great Zhou Ancestral Land, everyone felt a sense of peace from the heart.

Only Yang Gang.

When he walked out of the Great Zhou Ancestral Land, he felt a thrill for some reason. Immediately looked back, but the mysterious Great Zhou Ancestral Land had already been closed, and once again turned into a hill and slowly sank into the earth.

It was at this very moment.

The eastern sky suddenly shone brightly, dyeing the sky a red color.

(End of chapter)