The three words "fighting tenant farmers" penetrated into the depths of Xianyunhe's heart like a magic spell, causing huge waves in his heart, and the look in his eyes towards Gu Tiange changed drastically.
"You don't need to worry about who I am!" Gu Tiange looked at Xian Yunhe who was losing his temper and said calmly: "If I guessed correctly, Zhan Tenong is still alive."
"Yes, the ancestor is still alive!"
Xianyunhe took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, and spoke slowly.
Zhan Tenong is the oldest being in the War Temple. He is known as the War Emperor and is the real controller of the War Temple. However, because he has lived for too long, he has been in a state of hiding from the world for the past ten thousand years. Over time, Zhongtian Territory
Fewer and fewer people know of his existence.
And even fewer people know his real name.
Xianyunhe also learned the name of the War Emperor by chance, so he lost his composure when he heard Gu Tiange mention the words "War Tenants".
"He is indeed alive!" Gu Tiange put his hands behind his back and said calmly: "Come with me, I have something to tell you."
After saying that, Gu Tiange walked towards the outside of the Shui family's old house under the horrified gazes of both pairs of eyes.
Seeing Gu Tiange's leaving figure, Xian Yunhe followed immediately without hesitation.
He urgently wanted to know Gu Tiange's identity.
"Brother Shui, what kind of great god is this that your Shui family invited?"
Cheng Ji's throat rolled, and his heart was filled with panic.
If Gu Tiange really knows the ancestor of the Temple of War, then he will definitely die if he offends him.
"To be honest, I don't know his identity very well either!"
Shui Rongtian sighed softly, his heart filled with regret. He had a feeling that the Shui family had missed an opportunity to rise.
"My friend, there is a teahouse in front of you. The environment is nice. Why don't we just drink tea and talk there!" Xian Yunhe took the initiative to suggest.
"good!"
Gu Tiange nodded and followed Xian Yunhe to a teahouse located in a bamboo forest with an elegant environment.
Seeing Xianyunhe's arrival, the owner of the teahouse immediately arranged for them to live in a small courtyard with excellent surroundings, next to a spring, and served a pot of spiritual tea that was full of spirit and was more than a hundred years old.
"Okay little friend, no one will disturb us here. What exactly do you want to talk to me about?"
Xianyunhe lowered his attitude, poured a cup of spiritual tea for Gu Tiange himself, and asked softly.
"I want you to bring a message to the tenant farmers for me!"
Gu Tiange picked up the tea cup, took a sip of the spiritual tea, and said slowly.
"I'm afraid this won't work!" Xian Yunhe shook his head and said: "The ancestor has been away from the world for thousands of years. Unless we encounter a life and death crisis in the War Temple, the ancestor will not be born."
"In that case, forget it!"
Gu Tiange said calmly, drank up the spiritual tea in the cup, and prepared to stand up and leave.
"Wait a minute, little friend, don't leave in a hurry!" Seeing Gu Tiange leave just as he was about to leave, Xian Yunhe immediately stopped him: "Little friend, you should be related to my War Temple."
"I have no connection with your War Temple, but I have a connection with the War Tenants!"
Gu Tiange turned around slightly and looked at Xianyun Hedao.
"Little friend, I wonder who your ancestor is?"
Xianyunhe wanted to find out Gu Tiange's identity more and more.
"If you can send a message to the tenant farmers, he will naturally know!" Gu Tiange said calmly.
"Little friend, look at how good this is!" Xian Yunhe pondered for a few breaths and said, "Tell me what you said. I will send a message to the great elder and ask the great elder to report to the palace master. I think the palace master should have a way to communicate with him.
Contact the War Emperor Ancestor."
"Okay, then listen up!" Gu Tiange was silent for a few breaths and said slowly: "Looking at the end of the world, talking about ambition is not as good as a wisp of mulberry fields."
And this sentence is a sentence recorded in Yaoguang's handwriting. According to the handwriting, Yaoguang has a close relationship with Zhan Tennong and has given him guidance. Zhan Tennong's name was also given by Yaoguang.
Originally, Gu Tiange did not want to have anything to do with the Temple of War, but the Ancient Desert City was about to open and he needed allies. The Temple of War was the best choice he could think of at the moment.
"Okay, I'll send a message to the Great Elder right now!"
Xianyunhe nodded, immediately took out the communication bead, and sent a message to the Great Elder of the Temple of War in front of Gu Tiange.
Soon, a powerful voice sounded from the communication bead in Xian Yunhe's hand.
When Xian Yunhe briefly told what happened and what Gu Tiange said to the great elder of the War Temple, he fell into silence.
"What's wrong, Great Elder, what's the matter?"
When the great elder of the Temple of War was deep in thought, a majestic voice came into his ears.
Sitting in the middle of the golden hall, wearing a blue robe and holding an ancient scroll, the man who was looking like a scholar noticed something unusual about the great elder and asked in a low voice.
And he is the master of the War Temple, a war lord known as a gentleman.
"Yunhe just sent me a message, saying that he met a young man in Beihan City who claimed to be related to the ancestor of the War Emperor, and asked us to bring a message to the ancestor!"
The great elder of the Temple of War said slowly after he came back to his senses.
"What words?"
Lord Zhan put down the ancient scroll in his hand and asked with interest.
"Looking at the end of the world, talking about ambition is not as good as a wisp of mulberry field..." the great elder said.
"What do you mean?"
Zhan Jun's thick black eyebrows were knitted together tightly, unable to appreciate the profound meaning of this sentence.
"I can't guess either..."
The great elder of the Temple of War shook his head and said.
"Buzz buzz..."
Just when Zhan Jun didn't want to pay attention, the ancient painting hanging on the jade wall in the center of the golden palace suddenly shook, and rays of light that were more dazzling than the sun were reflected.
The next moment, a white-haired old man, calm and intimidating, exuding the power of rivalry, walked out of the ancient painting, suspended in mid-air.
"Ancestor..."
Seeing the old man walking out of the ancient painting and floating in mid-air, Zhan Jun and others were shocked and stood up one after another.
And there was a huge wave in their hearts. They didn't expect that this seemingly ethereal sentence would actually resonate with Zhan's self-portrait and manifest itself.
"Who said that?"
The spirit of the War Emperor stood proudly in mid-air, looking at the War Lord and others, and asked in an awkward voice.
"Reporting back to my ancestor, it was said by a young man from Beihan City. He claims to be related to you!"
The Great Elder, who held a very high position in the Northern Territory, bowed his body at ninety degrees and said respectfully.
"Young man..." The Spirit of the War Emperor was silent for three breaths and said, "Ask him where he knew this sentence."
"Yes, ancestor!"
The great elder did not dare to neglect, and immediately took out the communication beads and sent a message to Xian Yunhe.
When Xianyunhe heard that the portrait of the War Emperor in the Golden Palace appeared because of Gu Tiange's words, he was startled, and looked at Gu Tiange with even more awe.
"Little friend, the painting spirit of the War Emperor Ancestor has appeared. He asked me to ask you where you got the words you just said!" Xianyunhe asked politely.
"Fluttering light!"
Gu Tiange took a sip of spiritual tea and gently spit out two words.
When the great elder said the word "fluctuating light", the spirit of the war emperor suspended in mid-air seemed extremely excited.
"Master, the master's successor is here!" The spirit of the War Emperor said excitedly: "Quickly wake up my body and tell him about this."
"This, this..."
Zhan Jun and others were stunned. They couldn't believe that Zhan Emperor, who had been in the dust for more than ten thousand years, was about to be born because of a few words from a young man.
"Ancestor, Yunhe just sent me a message. The young man said that now is not the time to meet you. If you really want to see him, it is not too late to go find him after the Ancient Desert City is born!"
The shocked elder said respectfully.
"Okay, then let's wait until the ancient desert city is born, and then go see my little junior brother!" The spirit of the War Emperor said with unspeakable excitement.
"Junior brother..."
Hearing the name Zhan Emperor's spirit addressed Gu Tiange, Zhan Lord and others were confused.
The War Emperor's Spirit's words caused their seniority to plummet.