"Your name is Xuan Ling?"
Looking at the Taoist-robed young man kneeling in front of a scenic palace in Daluotian, Tang Hao thought, and the calm voice sounded directly in Xuandu's ears.
Hearing this, Xuandu nodded slightly, but then shook his head.
"Before I was accepted as a disciple by my teacher, my name was indeed Xuanling."
"But later, the teacher said that the word "Ling" had many changes and was not consistent with human religion, so he gave me the word "Du".
Hearing Xuandu's explanation, a flash of surprise flashed in Tang Hao's eyes. However, he thought of his previous question and asked again: "Then...how did you know my name?"
Now he looks like Xuan Fan, and no one except the leader of Tongtian Cult knows that he is the god.
Tang Hao could see through Xuandu's cultivation level at a glance. How did an Earth Immortal know his name?
Although Tang Hao's words were just ordinary inquiries, for some reason, Xuan Du subconsciously felt nervous.
The Taoist robe on his body trembled slightly without the wind. After a moment of silence, he softly replied: "The teacher once told me that you are actually my uncle's mysterious friend."
"And Master's aura is unique in the world. You just have a little bit of Master's aura left in you."
Isn’t Xuandu’s uncle... the one named Tongtian?
Do you have a heavenly aura about you?
Tang Hao looked around with some confusion, and soon, his eyes stopped on his chest.
The four small swords around the mountain totem seem to have been left behind by Tongtian.
I see!
After understanding everything, Tang Hao was ready to look away, but before that, he glanced at Jing Gong not far behind him, intentionally or unintentionally.
Outside the gate of the ancient palace standing on the bluestone slab, I saw a young man standing next to a green cow with his hands behind his hands.
Although the young man's face is immature, his eyes seem to contain the movement of heaven and the evolution of all things.
After noticing Tang Hao's gaze, the young man smiled and gave a slight salute, "Tai Qing, I have met fellow Taoist God."
Faced with the saint's question, Tang Hao just nodded slightly, and then withdrew his gaze.
The scene in Daluotian disappeared instantly. In front of him, there was still a wide bluestone road, with rows of green tiles and white walls on both sides.
Ji Xuanyuan and Shennong stood respectfully behind Tang Hao, while Qinghe grabbed a strand of green shirt, with a trace of worry occasionally flashing on his delicate face.
"There seems to be a lot of auras in your ancient city that don't belong to your human race. Do you need my help?"
After thinking about it, Tang Hao decided to deal with the figures scattered in all directions of the ancient city and exuding killing aura first.
The Shennong clan is no better than the Zhisheng clan. Except for the harassment from the Jiuli clan from time to time, the previous lich wars did not affect them in the hinterland of China.
Today's Shennong human race has a population of billions!
If such a huge amount can be captured, the power of faith gained every day will be immeasurable.
Except for Donghuang Taiyi, who had already left the thirty-six figures before, the other thirty-five people were still in the ancient city.
Apart from the fact that the Shennong clan has a larger population than the Zhisheng clan, there is not much difference in strength.
Without outside help, it would be difficult for them to expel these thirty-five people on their own.
Hearing Tang Hao's words, Shennong nodded without hesitation and said in a respectful tone: "It is the luck of my Shennong family to be able to get help from God!"
"It's serious. In the final analysis, I also..."
Tang Hao smiled faintly and was about to say that he was also a human being, but when he thought of the reminder from the mysterious voice before, he stopped talking.
Shaking his head, Tang Hao said no more and began to take steps towards the depths of the ancient city.
When Qing He saw this, he immediately followed him, his little hands still tightly grasping the corner of Tang Hao's clothes and not letting go.
And when Shennong heard Tang Hao's last words just now, a glimmer of light suddenly flashed in his eyes.
With his wisdom, it was easy to guess what Tang Hao was going to say.
The supreme being in front of me is indeed...a human race!
"Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and tell everyone to stay in the house and not come out."
Looking at Ji Xuanyuan who was still stunned in place, Shennong shook his head helplessly and reminded him.
Although the previous vision of heaven and earth caused most of the human race to hide in their houses, many people still stayed outside the streets.
The ancient city of Luoshui is very big, almost the same as Penglai Island where Jiejiao is located!
This is not so much an ancient city as it is a large dynasty!
The entire ancient city is divided into four large areas according to the landform characteristics, and these four areas are divided into a total of twenty-two small areas according to the order of the heavenly stems and earthly branches.
It can be said that there is a scene in the city, and there is a city in the scene.
"Uh...I understand, leader!" After hearing Shennong's instructions, Ji Xuanyuan reacted and immediately started running towards the magnificent city wall not far away.
Although the cultivation level is low, after so many years of development, the ancient city has already formed its own unique method of transmitting information.
It only takes a moment for Ji Xuanyuan to spread his instructions throughout the ancient city!
"I hope this existence can take a liking to our Shennong clan."
Looking at Ji Xuanyuan's back, a trace of vicissitudes of life flashed across Shennong's face, and his fingers unconsciously rubbed the simple small tripod on his waist.
Immediately, he stopped standing where he was, but instead of chasing after Tang Hao's figure, he turned around and headed out of the city gate.
With his cultivation level, following Tang Hao would only increase his burden.
Shennong still remembers that there are two women who have a close friendship with God standing outside the city gate.
"Sir, why don't we go find Sister Xuanming first!"
On the other side, Qing He, who was holding Tang Hao's clothes, raised his head and said with some worry.
Until now, she is still worried about Xuan Ming's safety.
After Xuan Ming revealed her true form, not only were evil thunders as black as ink bombarded her body, but countless evil and charming lines were also constantly generated.
Qing He had never seen Xuan Ming look in such pain. The pupils that turned scarlet at the end looked like someone had controlled his mind.
"Okay, I'll listen to you. It just so happens that Xuanming is not far from us."
Hearing Qinghe's words, Tang Hao smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and touched her head.
The movements of Ji Xuanyuan and Shennong behind him were all felt in his heart. As Shennong walked towards the city gate, he vaguely guessed what the other party wanted to do, but he didn't pay much attention to it.
Ao Li'er has shown her true self, and there is no need to hide her identity.
However, I just don’t know if we can ever go back to the way we were before.
Sighing inwardly, Tang Hao didn't think any more. After holding Qinghe's little hand, he continued walking towards the ancient city.
Just walking, something strange suddenly came from my hand.
Tang Hao looked down and said, "What's wrong?"
Qing He seemed to have thought of something at this time. After pulling out the hand held by Tang Hao, a wisp of red rose inexplicably on his delicate face, and his eyes began to wander a little.
"Sir, walking like this seems a bit slow, right?"
"Otherwise, you... you'd better ride me to find Sister Xuanming..."
