Kong Hanan was incredulous, and he could only accept it helplessly.

The facts are right in front of you.

You may be able to learn about those ancient legends from somewhere else.

At the very least, Kong Han'an can go back to the underworld to ask Ping Xin, the mountain ghost, and the three-legged golden crow to verify the truth...... It's been a long time, but if the target is a bear, they will still remember it.

There was no need for Kong Sheng to lie to him.

Kong Sheng lost his official status, but he was disrespectful to the old man, he seemed to like to tease Kong Han'an very much, and when he saw the expression on his face change, he couldn't help laughing.

He stroked the door made of fairy wood and sighed with a smile.

"At the beginning, this palace was built by the teacher for Youxiong."

"It's just a pity...... There are bears...... It's gone, only a remnant of soul. ”

"He's lying in there."

So in this palace, there is not the remnant of the Xiong clan, but the corpse of the gods?

The shock just now was enough, and Kong Hanan was already a little numb.

The Crape Myrtle Emperor has not appeared in the Heavenly Realm for a long time, and the Crape Myrtle Divine Domain above the Envy Heaven is also shrinking, and the Heavenly Realm has long guessed.

This news surprised Kong Han'an.

No wonder Brother Meng was so excited before he set off, Kong Hanan asked himself, if he was a native of his own world, he would be so excited.

"Uncle, Emperor Ziwei, how did you go?"

Speaking of this, Kong Hanan couldn't help but give himself a slap.

Taishang Sensei told him.

When the Great Qi was unified and the loose Dao system was established, it was not all smooth sailing.

The two benefactors of his childhood finally turned into earth souls and human souls respectively, making up for the defects of the Dao Saint.

One of them, Kong Han'an had seen in the dream of the Dao Sage, was the supreme god of the witch god at the beginning, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

That another ......

It's the crape myrtle emperor lying inside.

A supreme god of witches, a former realm lord of Middle-earth......

Therefore, the Dao Sage can use his human body to penetrate the heavens and the earth, pressing the gods and Buddhas in the sky and not daring to raise their heads.

Therefore, the Dao Sage can set rules so that the immortals dare not go down to earth......

Therefore, after the immortal tribulation, the Dao Saint can ascend to the sky in one step and return to the position of the Three Qings......

understood, Kong Hanan completely understood.

Wait a minute......

The teacher once said......

That person, could it be me!?

When I go back to the Heavenly Realm, can you give me a cooler title?

Thinking back to the beginning, Meng Yu drove the carriage and took Kong Han'an to help the Dao Saint on the way to help the Holy Tribulation, and he had a word with Kong Han'an.

Roughly speaking......

If Kong Han'an confirmed that a certain titled god had fallen, and his strength was enough, he could call himself that god.

Hiss~!!

Kong Hanan couldn't help but gasp.

Compared to having a bear, how can I be so decent!

"Brother Kong, what are you still stunned about, let's go in and worship Emperor Youxiong, this is an opportunity that many people can't wait for in this life or the next."

Meng Yu's voice woke Kong Han'an up.

He is a Confucian scholar and does not believe in other gods, but he respects the Youxiong clan, so he calls the Emperor Ziwei the Great as the Great Xiong, which sounds nondescript.

Meng Yu had already pushed open the wooden door of the Immortal Palace, and was looking at him with puzzled eyes at this time.

Kong Hanan swallowed his saliva, and his heart couldn't help but get nervous.

This feeling......

It's quirky.

He is not the "native" of this world, and logically speaking, he should not be nervous.

But I heard Kong Sheng talk about the magnificent and admirable life of the Xiong family before.

Thinking of Teacher Taishang's plan, I want to see Emperor Ziwei again......

There is a feeling of using other people's names to deceive, and as a result, they were caught by the original owner.

Meng Yuke didn't care how nervous Kong Hanan was, in fact, he was also nervous.

Seeing that Kong Han'an came back to his senses, he had already strode into it, and soon his worship sound sounded.

"The Ancestor ,......"

Kong Sheng appeared behind Kong Han'an with a smile and put his hand on Kong Han'an's shoulder.

"Han An, my uncle is old and his health is not very good, don't resist."

Kong Han had a bad premonition in his peace of mind.

But although Kong Sheng used him, he didn't harm him, and even took a lot of care of him, so he quickly restrained his divinity......

After a while, Kong Sheng pulled and pushed, and pushed Kong Hanan into the immortal gate.

Inside the palace, there was nothing but a coffin.

In front of the coffin, there is a stele, which looks very nondescript.

There is no name on the stele, no date of birth and death, only one sentence.

"May my human race, the spark be passed down from generation to generation, and all generations will never give up!"

This character does not look like it was written by a human, and it is even very different from the popular official script of Daqi.

But Kong Hanan just understood.

Those handwritings, stroke by stroke, are like brilliant stars, and like sparks.

In a trance, Kong Hanan saw a figure standing up to the sky.

With a sword, he split the heavens and the earth, the long river of time and space, and even, the connection between his distraction and the subject!

In the eyes of Kong Han'an, he also saw such a person.

He stood with his sword in his hand, pointing his sword at himself, and his voice passed through countless years, but it was still loud.

The earnest teachings of the ancestors, word by word, reached his ears.

"May my human race, the spark be passed down from generation to generation, and all generations will never give up!"

"Junior, you have to work hard!"

！？

Kong Han'an was stunned.

This is not an illusion!!

When I came back to my senses, I was no longer in front of Emperor Ziwei's immortal palace, but in the brilliant galaxy.

One person stood quietly in front of him, smiling at Kong Han'an.

Kong Han'an is difficult to describe his appearance and appearance in words, the feeling that this person left to Kong Han'an is somewhat similar to the witch god, very ordinary, as if he will not be found if he is thrown among tens of millions of people.

But the feeling he gave Kong Han'an was different from that of the witch god.

It's not so violent, it's not so changeable, it's not that it's not male, it's not female, it's not yin or yang.

He has the eyes, ears, nose and mouth that everyone has, he can be handsome, he can be ugly, he can be tall and strong, he can also be thin and short.

It's as if he is all beings, and all beings are him.

If the witch god is an elf who is bound by faith, then the figure in front of him is a person who can represent everyone.

Is this a bear, or is it the Emperor of the Arctic of Zhongtian Ziwei?

"Heh, is this sword in your hand now?"

Ziwei raised her hand and waved the sword in her hand.

That sword made Kong Han'an feel very familiar......

Isn't that the nameless Dao sword that the teacher gave him?

In astonishment, Kong Han's peace of mind moved, and the Heavenly Punishment Sword appeared in his hand.

Not in the other person's hands?

Odd......

With Kong Han'an's current cultivation, of course, he can see the reality of the truth.

The Ziwei Emperor in front of him was indeed a wisp of remnant soul, but the sword in his hand could not be faked.

Emperor Ziwei smiled.

"It seems that Taishang is very optimistic about you, and chose you to inherit my mantle......"

"Don't doubt, I am incarnated as a star and watch over the human race, so I naturally have my ability."

With a flick of his wrist, he picked up a sword flower, and purple qi burst out from behind him, attacking Kong Han'an.

"Come, let me see if you are qualified to receive my inheritance......"

Kong Han'an smiled bitterly, he felt that he was calculated by two bad old men!