Qian'er looked at him dumbly: "Have you reincarnated to the East?"

"Well... something happened at that time?" He Fan thought, "Or, I took over a chef named He Fan. Do you understand? It is my soul that occupied He Fan's body and lived with his body. You must believe in the ability of the ancestor."

"The ones kneeling outside are all the ancestors." Qian'er pointed to the totem beast outside the cave. Do you make me believe in the ability of the ancestor? The ancestor has knelt down for you!

"Then what reason do you want? I'll make up another one?" He Fan frowned.

"He Fan, isn't it too much for you to bully us juniors?" Qian'er couldn't help but say, we are just juniors, you have the ability to bully my master... Forget it, you'd better not go, my master can't beat you.

"Then I won't bully them for the time being, I will bully you first." He Fan waved his hand and asked Yan Liang and the others to go out.

"What do you want to do to me?" Qian'er protected her chest with both hands, looked at him with a warning face, her eyes full of fear.

"I'm not interested in you." He Fan said disdainfully.

"You are lying to me. Yang Yan told me that you love each other whenever you see them. As long as you are beautiful, you want to sleep." Qian'er said unbelievably, and saw through his expression.

He Fan: "..."

Damn, Lian Yangyan, how did you slander me? I, He Fan... seem to be that a little like it? But I, He Fan, never forced anyone, and I haven't slept until now, which is heartbreaking.

"Follow me in." He Fan dragged Qian'er into the cave directly, ignoring her scream, Yan Liang and Yan Hun were directly swept out of the cave.

"Look at these murals, by the way, you can't even speak totems in the south, so why do you want them?" He Fan pointed to the murals above and said.

"Totem is faith and must be welcomed back!" Qian'er said firmly, and was obviously relieved when she saw that he was not going to sleep with her.

"Then tell me about the history of the south." He Fan said as he looked at the mural.

"The history of the south? What do you want to do?" Qian'er was very alert.

"Just asking about history, it's not a secret. If this sect leader wants to do anything, who can stop me except the gods who cannot escape from the south?" He Fan said lightly, not taking South seriously at all.

"Then you have to tell me first what the word you changed is." Qian'er said in a deep voice.

"You talk first, after that, I will tell you, not only that, but you also have a great magical power, the world." He Fan glanced at Qian'er's chest and said seriously: "You really lack this magical power, Lian Yangyan will like you more."

"Hmph, I'm not interested in your magical powers." Qian'er snorted and said, "The history of the south was inherited from the mythical era. The Holy Fire of the Fire clan was clear before. Some of the oldest evolvers should have known it."

"The oldest evolver? Those gods?" He Fan asked.

"It should be, I don't know either." Qian'er shook her head and said.

"Then do you know why your totem beasts are mentally retarded now?" He Fan said.

"It's not a mental retarded! Master said that he was just being pulled out of his spirituality by Ancestor Wa. One day, these totem beasts will regain their spirituality, regain their spiritual wisdom, and return to the Fire Clan." Qian'er was a little angry. This guy was too good at speaking and could always make people angry.

"Have you taken away the spiritual wisdom?" He Fan was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion: "Without spiritual wisdom, like a ferocious beast, why is there no death? The dragon on Earth is gone, and there is no real angel."

"I don't know this..."

"Hmm? Don't hide it, otherwise, this sect leader will take Lianyang Yan back to the Sin Domain." He Fan glanced at her and said lightly.

"I really don't know this. I just occasionally heard the master mention the words "What is the dragon, the angel died in battle." Qian'er said quickly: "The dragon eggs on the earth are also preserved by the power left by the gods."

"As for my southern totem, from the beginning, the southern side has been looking for the whereabouts of the totem beast and protecting it, and we have also been constantly looking for the totem beast through various methods."

Qian'er explained while looking at the mural and continued: "The information drawn on it should be the first battle, but the person who portrayed it should have no strength and could only carve a part of it."

"Southern collected totem beasts from the beginning?" He Fan frowned: "How could you have the awareness of protection at the beginning? Moreover, directly establish these ferocious beasts as totems?"

"Didn't you always use the dragon clan as your totem in the east? You are also looking for things related to the dragon." Qian'er rolled her eyes and said, "In the south, there is a divine monument left behind, recording the information of the last generation of ancestors, Holy Fire Ming, and is the birthplace of the Southern Alliance."

"Is the divine monument?" He Fan murmured, was there any supreme evolution method in the south?

"The divine monument is transformed by part of the body of the ancestor of Holy Fire Ming, and contains extremely powerful power. It is the strongest artifact in the south." Qian'er said with a hint of pride: "Before the divine monument, even the gods dared not do anything randomly."

"It's so amazing." He Fan felt that his saliva was about to flow out, and part of his body was transformed. Does this mean that he could eat it? If the strongest artifact was eaten, would it directly rush to the heavenly beings?

"Okay, I've finished saying it. You haven't said it yet. What words have you erased?" Qian'er said.

"I erased a light." He Fan carved it on the wall.

"Ancestor Holy Fire Ming?" Qian'er said excitedly: "Is this secret realm left by Ancestor Holy Fire Ming?"

"Don't be excited, this is probably the place where your ancestors are buried." He Fan pointed to the portrait and the palm of the ancestor Wa: "My ancestor Dongfang Wa was slapped to death."

Qian'er: "..."

"Your ancestor is really not good, and you can't stop the slap of Ancestor Wa." He Fan said again.

"Who knows what happened back then? Maybe your ancestor Wa has called a lot..."

Smack

"It was like this at the beginning." He Fan slapped Qian'er on the ground and said, "Do you think so?"

"Don't..."

He Fan continued to press: "Tell me quickly, the Holy Fire cannot stop the slap of the ancestor Wa."

"It is related to the honor and disgrace of our ancestors. Even if I, Yan Xiaoqian, die..."

Smack

"Your ancestor is so powerful, really amazing, right?" Qian'er couldn't stand it anymore. Don't you know what kind of mercy is? You are so strong, why do you bully a weak chicken like me?

He Fan let go of his hand with satisfaction and said, "My ancestor of the East is the most powerful, and I will be even more powerful in the future."

It is better to lose to the ancestors than nothing. This is what future generations should do. Even if the ancestors don’t do it, they must do it. Even if they say it, they cannot lose.

As for honor and disgrace, He Fan expressed his contempt. Your ancestor is kneeling in a row outside now. Why are he telling me about honor and disgrace? I have been humiliated long ago!

"Why are you pretending to be my southern ancestor?" After getting up, Qian'er looked at him with anger.

"To take advantage of you." He Fan said for granted that he not only had the benefits, but also verbally.

In order to take advantage of us... Damn, it's so straightforward. Qian'er has the urge to vomit blood. Master, why don't you kill him with a magical weapon?
Chapter completed!