When Le Ming woke up, he found that he had traveled to the ancient world.
Le Ming discovered that he was the first innate voice to take form, but he was familiar with ancient novels, but he had never discovered his name. Obviously, he was a cannon fodder.
Therefore, even if the Wanjie chat group system is awakened.
But look at the names of the people who joined the chat group:
Centenarian Zhang Sanfeng,
The ruthless man Tu Baiqi,
One Emperor Yingzheng through the ages,
The rise of grassroots Zhang Jiao,
The unlucky emperor Zhu Youjian,
…
Le Ming felt that in this ancient world, all saints were just ants, and he should still hug Daozu Hongjun's thigh tightly.
So…
"Sage Hongjun, please allow me to call you Dao Ancestor!"
"Taozu, your majestic brilliance shines on thousands of worlds. Please allow me to join your sect. Even if I am a named disciple or a boy, I am willing to do so!"
"Teacher, for the sake of the peace of the ancient world, you established the head of the male and female immortals. You are really too compassionate. Therefore, the disciple suggested that the dojo of the male and female immortals should be established in the west, so as to restore the spiritual veins of the western part of the ancient world!"
"Teacher, you took out this list of gods to give these sentient beings a chance to live again. You are too great."
"Teacher, do you really think I should be the Emperor of Heaven?"
"Teacher, do you really think I should become a saint?"
"Teacher..."
What kind of system, what kind of Sanqing and Ershi Nuwa Empress.
As long as I hold my teacher's thigh tightly, I will be the only master and the only master of this ancient world.
