Xue Jiaxiang is forcing the palace, and Sakura Country can only obediently obey.

Because they don't have a choice.

Xue Jiaxiang, as the third strongest person in China, naturally has a strength that should not be underestimated, except for Okamoto Lang, the rest of the people are not sure of victory.

They have already lost two games, and if they lose this one again, it will be completely over.

Everyone's eyes fell on Okamotoro, waiting for his choice.

"Since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill you."

Okamoto is a burly figure, not only is the quality of the natal deity extremely high, but his own strength is also extremely terrifying.

At this time, he strode into the ring, and the killing intent in his eyes was undisguised.

[Please enter the Gate of Creation for both players.] 】

The host Bobby didn't talk too much nonsense this time and directly announced the start of the game.

Unlike Jiang Wenming's before, both of them activated the bloodline in their bodies, and only after the phantom of the gods behind them appeared, did they enter the gate of creation.

When Jiang Wenming saw the phantom of the gods behind the two, his expression was slightly stunned.

I won't say much about Okamotoro's.,It's the same name as Amaterasu and Tsukiyomi.。

He was burly, dressed in samurai armor, and wore one of the three artifacts, the Tiancong Cloud Sword, on his waist.

The whole person exudes an incomparable destructive power, as if there is only one in heaven and on earth.

And Xue Jiaxiang's side is much quieter.

Dressed in white, wearing a feather scarf, he has a graceful demeanor, looking like a scholar, but instead of a book bag, he is carrying a sword box.

Fairy wind bones, literary quality and politeness.

This was his first impression.

"Under the Big Dipper, the sword hangs on the head of the moon horn of Nangong.

I'm really drunk, I don't know how to worry.

Holding a free fan, he is carrying a male and female ink sword, one of the eight immortals.

Pure Yang real person - Lu Dongbin! ”

Jiang Wenming's voice came into Xue Jiaxiang's ears, making him slightly stunned, and then turned his head to look at him.

Seeing that Jiang Wenming was nodding at himself, he suddenly realized in his heart.

He was reminding himself, adding words to the awakening of the gods.

Xue Jiaxiang bowed slightly towards Jiang Wenming, and a strange feeling arose in his heart.

He, a god, actually needs a junior to help remind him.

But I have to admit that even if he is Lu Dongbin's god, he really doesn't know as much as Jiang Wenming.

At least he didn't know where those two swords came from.

"Maybe you can try."

Xue Jiaxiang thought so and stepped into the door of creation.

The light flickered, and a screen appeared in the ring, which was the scene of the two of them inside the Gate of Creation.

Unlike Jiang Wenming, among their five statues, there is a god with colorful colors, which is a god who has been awakened.

You only need to communicate with the other party, and you can come directly.

However, when Jiang Wenming saw the other four gods, his body trembled slightly.

"Pick second on the left!"

Jiang Wenming got up abruptly and shouted out of his voice.

It's a pity that Xue Jiaxiang is at the gate of creation at this time, and he can't hear his shouts at all.

"What's wrong?"

Long Ye, who was closest to Jiang Wenming, heard his shout and looked at him with some puzzlement.

The pure yang real person Lu Dongbin has appeared, which is a good thing, why let him choose an unknown god?

Long Ye glanced at the one in Jiang Wenming's mouth, unremarkable, dressed as an old farmer, and holding an unknown weed in his hand.

Jiang Wenming didn't answer Long Ye's question, but stared at the old farmer.

It wasn't until he saw Xue Jiaxiang choose Lu Dongbin that he angrily hammered the seat.

"How so? What have we experienced in China? Why doesn't anyone even know the ancestors? ”

Jiang Wenming's eyes were red, and he felt inexplicable sadness.

That's their ancestor in China!

Taste all the herbs and remove diseases for the Chinese people.

They keep claiming to be the descendants of Yan and Huang, but now no one even recognizes their ancestors.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wenming immediately knelt down and kowtowed to the statue.

"Don't Xiao descendant Jiang Wenming, meet the Chinese ancestor Yandi Shennong."

This worship came so suddenly that Tatsuno didn't even react.

But when he heard Jiang Wenming's words, the whole person stood on the spot as if he had been struck by lightning.

What did he just hear?

Chinese ancestors?

Yandi Shennong's?

Wen ...... Civilization...... Is what you just said true? Is that really our Chinese ancestor? ”

Tatsuno was a little shocked, why had he never heard the name?

"Dressed in covers, tasted all the herbs, fought against the brute beasts, cultivated agriculture, led the Chinese people, established tribes, and later united with the ancestor Yellow Emperor to establish the Chinese civilization, one of the three emperors, Emperor Yan Shennong, I and other descendants of later generations, not to mention the five inner Minggan, but how dare to forget."

When Jiang Wenming raised his head and said this, his eyes were already red and full of tears.

This is their Chinese roots!

The source of all people, the true ancestor of people.

How can the world forget him? How dare the world forget him?

Even if you forget the gods and Buddhas, you shouldn't forget them!

Thinking of this, Jiang Wenming suddenly got up, faced the audience in Huaxia District, and shouted with the greatest strength in his life: "All Huaxia people should remember this statue in front of them, he ...... It is the ancestor of our China, the Yandi Shennong.

Even if my children and grandchildren are not filial, they will be engraved in my bones.

This is our ancestor, and he is now back to see us! ”

There was an uproar in the audience.

"Really? This god who looks like an old farmer is actually our ancestor? ”

"He couldn't have made it up, right? Haven't heard of it before? ”

"It's not in the book, how did he know?"

All kinds of doubts sounded one after another, and many people didn't believe it, but there were also a small number of people who thought that Jiang Wenming should not joke about this kind of thing.

After all, he had awakened the four unknown gods before, and his knowledge reserves far exceeded that of everyone present.

As if to verify his words, Lu Dongbin in the Gate of Creation bowed to the statue as soon as he appeared.

I didn't dare to get up for a long time.

"Ancestors rest assured, Huaxia has gone through five thousand years of wind and rain, how can it fall here, the kid is not talented, but he is also willing to use the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand to cut out a piece of the world for my Huaxia."

Lu Dongbin's words clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

This moment.

Everyone believed Jiang Wenming's words.

Li Jianguo had already gotten up, his old face was full of tears, and various emotions of shame and self-blame were intertwined.

"Unfilial descendant Li Jianguo, meet the ancestors."

"Unfilial children and grandchildren, meet the ancestors."

"Unfilial descendant Wang Jianhua, meet the ancestors."

“……”

One by one, the generals stood up and bowed to the idol.

One by one, the Huaxia people stood up and bowed to the statue.

Whether it is on-site or watched through the screen broadcast, all the Chinese people at this moment bowed down and bowed.

The voices converged, and only one sentence could be heard.

"Meet the Ancestors."