Cang Lan is not stupid. In fact, someone is setting the pace, deliberately spreading rumors in the south, and being filled with righteous indignation.
"How dare you doubt the God of Antarctica?"
"How dare you have thoughts about the Antarctic God?"
"Ancestor must be controlled by someone with ulterior motives."
"I suggest that we ask the Antarctic God to take action and let us rescue our ancestors!"
"Yes, the ancestor must be controlled or bewitched by villains. We must rescue the ancestor of the Imperial Clan!"
Obviously, as long as they are under the banner of rescuing the ancestors, then they have a reputation as teachers, and these people are not considered rebels.
Moreover, many people are still trying to clear their grievances for the Antarctic God, and are also thinking of rebelling on behalf of the Antarctic God.
Things got out of hand in a short time.
Cang Lan moved forward at a high speed. He was rushing to the south to meet the Antarctic God on behalf of Luo Chen.
In the south, there is a place with clear water and beautiful mountains. The scenery here is very beautiful. There are no vast mountains or magnificent rivers. There is only a fresh and natural Feng Shui.
There are only a few wooden houses here, which look very simple.
And here, at this moment, a man is wearing simple clothes, holding a pickaxe in his hand, and planting some flowers and plants.
He looked at the flowers and plants and showed a knowing smile.
He has been here for many years.
No one thought that Antarctic Tiangong, one of the four poles of the Imperial Clan, would actually plant some flowers and plants in such a small place.
He looked at his masterpiece and seemed very satisfied.
Many people don't understand why people like flowers, plants, mountains and rivers as they get older.
Maybe this is because, with the passage of time, people have understood the beauty of life and are more willing to get closer to nature.
At the same time, this seems to be a kind of communication.
Communicating with landscapes, flowers and plants.
Life may also be fluid.
But soon, the originally harmonious scene was broken.
That was an old man. He looked like a fairy and had gray hair. He looked more like a God than the God of Antarctica.
"There seems to be movement, coming for you." The old man said.
His whole body glowed with milky white light, his clothes were white and his hair was white, and there was a ring of light behind him that looked like a divine ring.
But it's not a divine ring, it's like a heavenly ring on your back, and every move you make carries a terrifying pressure.
"Control your breath, the flowers I just planted!" The Antarctic God stepped forward to protect the flowers at this moment, for fear that they would be crushed because of the strong breath.
He was covered in dirt and looked like an ordinary middle-aged man, without any aura of God at all.
"Why didn't you come to see you? Why did you come to me?" The Antarctic God stretched out his hand and gently touched a flower.
"Probably because you are the most low-key." The old man said.
The old man was very majestic, with an air of calmness and authority.
"Then what did the ancestor say?"
"I don't know yet. According to the plan, Ancestor does not need to take care of it. Ancestor has never been part of the plan."
"When necessary, we must protect our ancestors."
"Didn't you say that our ancestor will definitely die in battle?" The Antarctic God frowned, he was very casual, as if he were just a flower, a grass, or a tree!
In fact, if there were outsiders present at this moment, they would definitely think that the old man was crazy.
Because this old man is talking to the air, where is the Antarctic God here?
Here there are only flowers and plants swaying in the wind.
There are only a few dilapidated wooden houses here and some flowers and plants, as if this is nature.
However, in the eyes of the old man, there is indeed a person.
After the Antarctic God said something at this moment, the old man also frowned and became silent.
"It's very contradictory information. On the one hand, the ancestor needs to die in battle, and on the other hand, the ancestor must be protected!" After a long time, the old man opened the way.
He is actually just a shadow, not his real body.
"It's indeed strange information, but both pieces of information are 100% correct!" the old man continued.
"Then let's ignore the ancestor's side, do you mean to take action now?" The Antarctic God stretched his waist.
"Maybe, let's make preparations as soon as possible."
"The ancestor seems to have complicated the situation and provoked it in advance."
"And I heard that there is also action on the other side of the Endless Abyss. Something big is about to happen."
"After so many years, we finally have to take action." The Antarctic Tiangong sat on the ground. He seemed very casual, not like a Tiangong.
"Heritage is like this. Where there are people, there will be wars. I have been growing flowers and plants for so many years, and I have discovered that there are no creatures worse than people!"
"I quite support the Old Man Emperor, and I am even more extreme. If possible, I would like to clear out the human race!"
"Don't destroy the natural environment of heaven and earth!" the Antarctic God said again.
"Good and bad are just definitions, but people are more destructive!"
"Perhaps this is the true purpose of human existence!" the old man said again.
He carries the avenue on his shoulders, surrounded by the heavenly ring behind him, and his energy moves the beginning of time!
"Clean up the people and get ready to take action." The old man disappeared as soon as he finished speaking.
And here in this wooden house, the Antarctic God was lying on the lawn, feeling the wind and grass, feeling the nature, and he took a deep breath.
Then he took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
Cang Lan continued on her way, racing at a fast pace.
But small-scale wars are already happening.
Cang Lan wondered why no one cared about it?
Theoretically, this is a place governed by the Antarctic God, and it should be managed.
Soon, Cang Lan arrived at the dojo of the Antarctic God!
The dojo was huge, vast and majestic, with stars rotating around it. A huge black dragon wrapped around the huge dojo like a strong iron chain.
Theoretically speaking, Cang Lan is not qualified to meet the Antarctic God.
But now he revealed his identity.
He was taken in by three generals under the Antarctic God.
Three great generals, one of them is even a king!
These three battles will accompany him at this moment, and he will set foot on the dojo of the Antarctic God for the first time in seven million years.
The dojo has long been covered with dust and no one has cleaned it. This is a deliberate arrangement because the Antarctic God values everything natural.
In the center of the dojo, there was an old man sitting cross-legged, who was exactly the same as the Antarctic God Cang Lan had seen in the memories of the three human beings.
"God has been sleeping for many years." The king said coldly.
"Cang Lan came to investigate the Lord of Heaven on behalf of the ancestor!" Cang Lan cupped her fists and bowed to the old man.
"Are you looking for death?" The king suddenly had extreme murderous intent.
"Dare you speak to God like this?"
"I'm just following orders!" Cang Lan said.
"I think you are deliberately looking for trouble!"
"My ancestor was instigated by you, or even controlled by you, to be so stupid!" "Kill you, and then take your head to save my ancestor!" one of the generals said.
