I Worship My Ancestors in the Interstellar

[Advance collection ~ "The Battlefield of National Destiny, Chinese Gods Arrive" "Prince in the Cold Palace, Live Broadcast on the Sky I am the Emperor of Eternity"] ——*·Su Shuang·Historical and Mythical Figure·Upgrade and Growth·Slap in the Face·*—— Ye Hanshuang, a graduate student in history and culture, stepped through the door in the tomb of Emperor Qin and traveled to the interstellar world 10,000 years later, becoming a freshman. In this interstellar world, there is no earth, no country of China, or even any Chinese civilization. They only have high-level civilization and low-level civilization. And the entire galaxy is proud of the Summoner. Ye Hanshuang is a useless person who got in through connections in a low-level civilization. He has no qualifications at all and cannot summon battle pets. During the college competition, seeing that the others were either twenty-meter-tall anacondas, the king of beasts, or the battle pets of the Sky Overlord, Ye Hanshuang silently placed the altar on the altar and began to practice. "Today, a Chinese disciple, Ye Hanshuang, summons our ancestors to revive the lost Chinese civilization and invites our ancestors to come." When his classmates laughed at him for being crazy and saying that he was a waste and should not have such wishful thinking, a man wearing a black five-clawed dragon robe appeared in mid-air. He wore twelve crowns on his head and held a flowing sword of emperor. He stood on the head of the golden dragon. He glanced down casually, like a god lowering his eyes, and said solemnly: "Who is calling me?" Unify the six kingdoms, dominate the world, and have one emperor through the ages, Qin Shihuang! Ye Hanshuang shouted excitedly: "Ancestor, me!" "What are you calling me for?" Ye Hanshuang pointed her hand and complained: "They bullied me, ancestor." Qin Shihuang, who was standing on the giant dragon, glanced at the people present with his cold eyes: "Here comes someone." The terracotta warriors and horses wearing armor arrived in an instant and shocked the whole audience with uniform steps. Throwing the championship trophy into Ye Hanshuang's arms, Qin Shihuang looked down at the people on the ground: "Vulnerable." Ye Hanshuang and his ancestors became famous in one battle. In the competition for resources between high-level civilizations and low-level civilizations, the competition is actually bullying. The low-level civilization, which thought it was bound to lose, suddenly saw a phoenix rising to the sky, a golden dragon soaring, and a unicorn stepping on the ground. Qin Shihuang came walking on the Great Wall with golden light shining, majestic and majestic: "You are young and should be punished." Thousands of troops and horses, and countless mythical beasts and beasts came out in response. In the melee, Mr. Zhuge trapped thousands of troops; the wise and gentle Nuwa sprinkled infinite growth; Shennong sent top-level healing; and Li Bai's sword shocked the giants and brought life to all things. ——Complete article of the same type "BOSS Chat Group of Ten Thousand Realms"—— ————[On the battlefield of national destiny, the Chinese gods descend]———— The battlefield of national destiny has arrived, and countries around the world are involved in this life and death trial. The winner will receive a hundred times the resources, while the loser will suffer natural disasters and alien invasions. If you lose ten games in a row, civilization will be annihilated. The Flower Country has suffered nine consecutive defeats, depleted resources, frequent disasters, and ferocious alien plunder, and is on the verge of subjugation. In the tenth game where everyone was in despair and determined life and death, a young man who looked extremely weak and frail but very beautiful was randomly selected by the system, and he immediately received overwhelming abuse. Yun Xiazhi, who almost died just after traveling through time:? ? ? He just chose the wrong path. How could he end up in a parallel world a hundred years later? There is no god here, civilization has fallen, and it is called a place abandoned by gods by other countries. The Sakura Country is waiting to be humiliated, the Eagle Country is waiting to be harvested, Goryeo is waiting to receive culture, other countries are waiting to see the joke, and the Flower Country is isolated and helpless. Facing the ridicule, belittling and aggressiveness of his opponent, Yun Xiazhi stepped forward resolutely and said in a clear voice: "Who said that I, the great Chinese, have no gods. The ancient gods, the ancient true gods, the immortals and Buddhas in the sky, the demons and ghosts, and the ancestor of the human emperor are all here." He bowed to the sky and said: "The descendants of China, Yan and Huang, are here today at the solstice of Yunxia. I respectfully invite the Buddha of Victory, the Great Sage Sun Wukong, to come and help me wave the flag and promote the prestige of our country!" Sun Wukong, wearing a purple gold crown with phoenix wings, a golden armor with chains, holding a wishful golden hoop, walking on lotus root silk, and somersault clouds, descended from the sky, his red cloak flapping in the wind: "Who dares to disturb my territory, you evildoer, you will die." · In the apocalyptic survival of the wilderness where resources are competing for resources, in the face of various system rewards from various countries, the ranking continues to rise to the top. The Flower Country is about to be at the bottom again, and when it enters another round of life and death struggle, Yun Xia Zhi starts the road of hunting. The third prince of Nezha tied up several strange beasts with a piece of Hundian silk, and the Flower Kingdom camp no longer lacked food. Master Guanyin, a drop of nectar from a poplar branch, thousands of miles of fertile soil, awakened the blood of the people, and directly planted the lifeblood of the world. The ancestor of the Human Emperor, Long Yingzheng, led the Black Dragon Banner on an expedition. Everywhere he passed was territory. "Great Qin, the wind is rising!" · From being bullied and isolated, to the great roc spreading its wings and riding the wind. Yunxia solstice reopens the order of gods, builds the ladder to heaven, builds the divine palace, restores the demon court, and builds the underworld. Faith soars to the sky, aura revives, the origin of civilization awakens, and the rules of the world are rewritten. When the various countries launched encirclement and suppression campaigns, the Yunxia solstice revealed its true form, the Chaos Green Lotus returned, and billions of gods descended, shaking the world. Yun Xiazhi: From now on, I will write and redefine it. ——[Reading Instructions]—— ①There is no logic in Su Shuang's article, please don't be too particular about it~ ②Updated daily, keep updating and never abandon the pit. The quality of the pit is guaranteed. Little angels, please feel free to enter the pit! ③Different preferences and different needs. I hope all the little angels will respect each other, read the article rationally, and live in harmony. Mua~ Purpose: It is our duty to remember history and inherit culture.