"You lost everything, and you lost miserably?" Li Tianming was speechless.
"The overall gap is obvious, and it is difficult for an individual to change the overall situation." After An Ning finished speaking, he sighed slightly and said, "I have to say that the Tomb of Gods Cult has been very successful in infiltrating, cannibalizing, and brainwashing for so many years. For example, Yan Chi
Shadow, there will be more soul gods like Lin who take refuge in the Tomb of Gods Cult in the future."
"If it weren't for your father's insistence, your An clan would be the first imperial clan to be included in the Tomb of Gods Cult's account in a short time." Li Tianming chuckled.
This kind of aggression by boiling frogs in warm water is indeed disgusting. It is a conspiracy. Although we know its power, we cannot break it.
As for this overall gap, Li Tianming actually knows the reason better.
The various clans in Xuanting look like dynasties, but in fact they are divided into clans. Their cultivation resources are privately owned by each clan. The Tomb of Gods Sect is a typical sect. Within the scope of one religion, rewards and punishments are clear, and ordinary disciples have more opportunities to learn more practices.
resources and receive better inheritance.
On the other hand, the various ethnic groups in Xuanting are closed and do not communicate or share with each other.
This has resulted in the Tomb of Gods Cult having a huge advantage at the level of middle and low-level disciples, and through continuous screening and elimination, this group of people will become the mainstay of the Tomb of Gods Cult.
On the other hand, in terms of clan power, even if there are some particularly bad ones, they can still become superiors based on their background and status, and the elimination mechanism is not strong.
In short, in terms of inheritance and god-making mechanisms, sects at the same level are stronger than clans.
Not to mention that the Tomb of Gods Cult is now larger than all the clans combined.
Of course, clan rule is not without its advantages. Its advantages are that, first, it is deeply rooted, has long-lasting power, and has strong centripetal force. Second, the core bloodline can be passed down. In terms of top experts, it is no different from the sect, and may even be stronger.
It is these differences that make it impossible for the various clans in Xuanting to defeat the Tomb of Gods Cult in the overall situation at this God-Emperor Banquet, except for Li Tianming's Tianjie Poetry Meeting.
The only thing that can inspire people now is the victory in some key small games.
For example, if An Ning, Wei Yang, and the God-Emperor can win the final battle and rank first, then Xuan Ting will win this God-Emperor Banquet!
No matter how many games the God Tomb Sect has won in the overall situation, if you ask them who ranks first among the God Emperors at the Ancient Feast, they will be speechless.
Therefore, An Ning looked as if he had been given a shot of blood at this moment, and his fighting spirit was very high.
"My dad said that if I get good grades in the end, grandpa will only be more resolute in his judgment of the future." An Ning paused, took a deep breath, and said, "The An clan was born and raised in Xuanting.
We, like other imperial clans, have been the masters of this land since ancient times. If there is still a chance, I believe that none of us will succumb to outsiders and act like dogs and horses on our own territory, depending on the looks of others!"
"That really depends on your performance." Li Tianming said.
"Um!"
After An Ning finished speaking, she turned around and saw that her family members, Prince Anyang, Wei Wenlan, An Tianji, An Tianshu, had all come here to support her, as well as An Qing, Zi Qian Zi Mo, etc.
"Third uncle said that if you can achieve the effect that Li Tianming did at the ancient banquet and bring glory to the ancient imperial army, and if you are strong enough, he can advocate for you to be a holy general and command the Xiaolong Army!" An Tianji laughed.
road.
"I command the Xiaolong Army, what about you?" An Ning asked.
An Tianji chuckled and said, "Brothers are more valuable than sisters! I'm still a Holy General, but I'm just in another place. This Xiaoxiaolong Army is all brats and very difficult to manage. I've long wanted to withdraw."
"Sister! Let's fight! Catch up with the eldest brother and kick him away!" An Tianshu
He also laughed.
They were having a good time, which relieved An Ning's nervousness.
King Anyang was on the side, watching the brothers and sisters talking and laughing. He looked at each other again with Wei Wenlan, and his eyes were obviously filled with emotion.
More than a thousand years ago, they would never have imagined that their strange family with different ideas would now be so close together for a common mission.
And the glue in this was actually Li Tianming.
"This final banquet is indeed grand enough." Wei Wenlan looked around and saw that the God Emperor's rooftop was already full. In the clouds and mist around the rooftop, tens of millions of God's Tomb Cult members had already gathered. They
The more people there are, the stronger the momentum will naturally be.
"Rather than looking at the ranking of the God Emperor, they probably want to see the leader of the Tomb of Gods!" An Ning pouted.
"Will the leader be here?" Li Tianming asked in surprise.
If the real number one of Xuanting Universe Empire also arrives, then the conclusion of this God-Emperor Banquet will indeed be grand enough.
"It's just a rumor, who knows?" An Ning finished speaking, with blazing eyes and said, "However, if I can defeat the top wizard of the Tomb of Gods in front of this legendary figure, I will still be very enthusiastic."
"That is……"
Li Tianming looked in the direction of the strong man from the God's Tomb Cult. The leader of the God's Tomb Sect had not shown up at the moment, but the expressions of the God's Tomb Cult members in that direction were relatively solemn. It could be seen that after Gu Yan had been embarrassed, they also wanted to keep the face of Fang Yan.
I never want to give Xuan Ting a chance to make a comeback.
"Then I want to see who this leader is."
Li Tianming took his seat and was muttering to himself when Yin Chen suddenly said, "I already know where he is."
Li Tianming raised his eyebrows, "Oh?"
He looked at the place where Mu Dongli was sitting from a distance.
All I saw over there was nothing.
…
Deep in the Tomb of Gods Cult, Winter Glass Palace.
In the courtyard, snowflakes are falling.
The sky and the earth are all white.
In the midst of the white snow, the beauty from the Tomb of the Gods was bathing in the winter. She was wearing a floor-length blue and white crystal dress, with long hair like a waterfall, and her fragrant shoulders were exposed. She was really beautiful.
She was pacing in the courtyard, as if waiting for someone.
At some point, a voice that sounded like sunshine and clear sound sounded behind him.
"Libao."
Hearing these two words, Mu Dongli's delicate body trembled slightly, and her pretty face showed full of joy. The person she was waiting for finally arrived, and he was the only one in the world who would call her that.
When her long hair was flying, she turned her slender body and looked at the world in the snow with her beautiful eyes.
Behind her, she saw a beautiful young man with black clothes and black hair, who looked gentle and sunny. He looked very pure, as gentle as jade, and there seemed to be no flaws in his body. He was no different from a young man who was about a thousand years old.
Young and energetic, round and round, crystal clear, with eyes like stars and endless brilliance.
For these people who have never seen the true face of the leader of the Divine Tomb, who would have thought that this leader looks like a brother to his son Shenxie?
Moreover, in terms of refinement and gorgeous temperament, he is far superior to Shen Xie.
However, it would be foolish to regard him as a young man based on his appearance. Standing here at this moment, this young man seems to be integrated with the world in the snow, without any ripples, as if he is already the world.