Beastmaster of the Ages

Li Tianming suppressed the excitement in his heart, his eyes were piercing with golden and black egg-shaped patterns.

When he first came to Guan Zizai and saw the true face of this shocking real world, his psychology went through a certain period of fluctuation, and he even had self-doubts about Thieving Heaven and the Chaos Behemoth. But now, the facts have once again verified the awesomeness of these two, Li Tianming His beliefs and ambitions have reached unprecedented heights!

His heart was like a volcano roaring!

"The ghosts and gods of the Xuanting Imperial Clan, the God Tomb Cult... you each take turns to suppress me, see if you can suppress me. If you can't suppress me, don't blame me for growing up in the gap and bursting your two mountains!"

Just as he was talking about the two mountains, An Ning used the Chaos Communication Stone to send a message.

"Lord An Ning."

Li Tianming activated the communication stone and looked at the mature and cool orange-haired beauty in military armor in the light and shadow.

"What's going on in the Imperial Prison?" An Ning asked like an elder or superior.

"It's okay! It suits me very well. Thank you Mr. An Ning for giving me the opportunity to come in." Li Tianming said.

"As long as it suits you." An Ning paused and then asked, "Are you okay now?"

"No, Sir An Ning, do you have any instructions?" Li Tianming asked.

"The first banquet for our disciples of the An clan is basically finished. Now we need to determine the groups for the second banquet. You go back to An Tian Emperor's Mansion first. I will wait for you at the emperor's gate." An Ning said.

"Group?"

Li Tianming estimated that it was the so-called male companion and female companion. Weisheng Moran had already formed a team, but Li Tianming's female companion was still unknown.

It couldn't be An Ning anyway, and she wouldn't attend the ancient banquet.

"Okay, Master An Ning, I'll go back now." Li Tianming nodded.

It just so happens that after 40 years of continuous sprinting, it's time to change the environment and relax a little. Otherwise, after a long time, people will become crazy and only focus on cultivation, and they won't even be able to show off.

What’s the point of practicing without pretense in life?

In other words, cultivation is to become superior to others, step on others, and pretend to be oneself...

"be careful on the road."

An Ning glanced at him faintly, and then closed the communication stone.

Her last look reminded Li Tianming of Wei Wenlan. It was the look of a mature woman, a little sticky.

"Well."

Li Tianming smiled, tidied up a little, and then returned to the gate of the Imperial Prison.

On the way back, he happened to encounter a Star Soul Monster. Li Tianming dealt with it easily, killed it into a Star Soul Monster and took it away directly.

Obviously, this is a gift from God to An Ning...

Buzz!

He went up from the gate of the Imperial Prison and returned to the Avalokitesvara Realm. When he looked up, he saw that the commoner old man, Senior Ge, was still in the center of the black vortex, fishing with his eyes closed.

"Senior Ge." Li Tianming saluted him with his hands in hand.

The old man in cloth clothes still had his eyes closed and did not respond or speak, as if he had not heard anything.

Li Tianming will not be angry about this. As an old man, he always has some weird tempers. This is normal. As long as this kind of people have no ill intentions towards him, Li Tianming will respect the old and love the young.

As for the Supreme Emperor, he could only be speechless.

"Senior, I'll take my leave first."

Although the other party did not respond, Li Tianming still treated him with courtesy, then slowly turned around and left.

After he left, Senior Ge only opened one eye, looked at the direction Li Tianming was leaving, smiled, and said, "They say this kid is arrogant and immoral. Isn't this quite polite?"

After speaking, he shrugged, sneered, and said

"To put it bluntly, if a young man with low background and ability does not kowtow to power, he will be guilty and punished by death."

…

Forty years have passed, and the public opinion and attitude of the outside world towards Li Tianming has not changed for the time being.

Although there had been a downturn, because of the wedding gift, he has now become a hero and a hero in the eyes of the middle and lower-class people in Xuanting, and his popularity is quite high.

In the eyes of those with top status above the royal family and imperial family, his reputation is still not good.

Some people even blatantly gloated about his misfortune, laughing that Li Tianming had now stirred up the anger of the geniuses of the Tomb of Gods Cult, and he would definitely be targeted by the Tomb of Gods Cult in the future.

"Just because of his disorderly behavior, many An clan disciples were targeted by the Tomb of God Cult at the God Emperor's Banquet."

"It's so miserable to be beaten!"

"Those An clan disciples, if they have no chance of winning, they can only admit defeat as soon as they go up."

"I guess they all hate this Li Tianming."

Li Tianming was shocked when he heard Yin Chen talk about these rumors.

"If I win honor for Xuan Ting, can it have such a counter-effect?"

He still cares about the An clan's opinion of him, after all, he doesn't want An Ning and King Anyang to be under great pressure.

"It seems that one punch is not enough. Dignity must be punched one after another. And those people, after receiving too many punches, their mouths swelled and they naturally closed."

Therefore, Li Tianming's mood was not affected at all.

He quickly returned to Emperor An Tian's Mansion.

Fortunately, after he came back, most of the people in the house greeted him warmly, with admiration in their eyes, and not too much anti-intellectualism.

Even if there is, it is not anti-intellectual. It can only be said that the interests are different.

If people of different ways do not work together, then of course everything they do is wrong.

Any negative impact will be infinitely amplified by some people.

"Destiny!"

As soon as Li Tianming arrived at the emperor's gate, the graceful beauty with black armor and slightly curly orange hair waved towards him. This jade hand had special magic power and sucked Li Tianming back in one fell swoop.

"Lord An Ning." Li Tianming greeted.

"Did you encounter any problems on the way?" An Ning asked with concern.

"No, why did Master An Ning ask that?" Li Tianming asked.

An Ning pouted and said, "Isn't it because you blew Xing Xuan Wuji half to death and still haven't recovered from your injuries? This caused the disciples of the Tomb of Gods to pour out their anger on other An disciples. Some of them were beaten. Although No one has died yet, but their parents might blame you..."

"I haven't met anyone looking for trouble yet." Li Tianming said.

"That's good, it shows that everyone is sensible." An Ning breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at the back of the emperor's gate and said, "Except for some shameless people."

Li Tianming naturally knew who she was talking about.

"Go in."

An Ning held his hand and flew into the Emperor's Gate together. As soon as they arrived, Li Tianming saw some people gathered in front of him.

"Isn't this the place where the clan meets? Why are there so many juniors?" Li Tianming asked.

"It's not that strict. When there are no clan meetings, it's just a public place." An Ning said.

"oh oh."

Li Tianming looked around and found that these people were basically the group that represented the An tribe at the ancient banquet. There should still be some gathered on the rooftop of the God Emperor. Those gathered here should have finished fighting.

"This ancient banquet is a little faster. Most of our disciples from the An clan have gone up in the past forty years, so the clan decided to let the disciples who are qualified to participate in the second banquet form a team to practice in advance." An Ning explained.