Lin Yan did not take the warship.

Because he found that the human race in the entire primitive heaven was still between the primitive society and the bronze society.

High-end spiritual tools like warships may only be owned by the gods.

Therefore, Lin Yan did not show off his wealth, and even changed his weapons and armor, wearing a set of coarse linen armor.

He flew on the heavenly continent for more than ten days and finally arrived at the area where the secret realm of the heavenly palace was located.

Emperor-level human races who were rushing to the banquet appeared one after another around him.

"I don't know if there are any rules for attending the banquet of the gods."

Lin Yan thought to himself.

"Why not find someone to accompany me?"

He released his spiritual sense.

Since they were close to the heavenly palace, there were still many emperor-level strongmen who were attending the banquet within thousands of miles.

However, most of these human emperors had arrogant expressions and looked like strangers were not allowed to approach.

Lin Yan looked around and finally saw an emperor who looked easy to communicate with.

He was a fat man, about thirty years old, with small eyes, almost narrowed into a line, and looked like he was smiling all the time.

"This person looks like a smiling but dagger, full of evil."

Lin Yan said to himself.

It is hard to imagine that in this primitive society where people eat raw meat and drink blood, there would be a person with such an image, and he is also a great emperor of the human race.

"But it doesn't matter, as long as we can communicate well."

Lin Yan flew over.

"Brother in front, please stay!"

The fat man turned his head and looked at Lin Yan, pointing at himself: "Are you calling me?"

"Yes, brother, I see that you are very dignified and extraordinary, so I am disturbing you and want to get to know you."

The fat man was overjoyed by what Lin Yan said, and immediately laughed: "Hello, brother, my name is Qingcenzi!"

"I am reincarnation." Lin Yan said, "Brother Qingcenzi, are you going to the God Clan for a banquet?"

"Yes, yes, yes! You too?"

"Yes, why not go together?"

"Okay!"

Qingcenzi looks heartless.

Did I misunderstand him? Lin Yan thought.

But it doesn't matter, this is not the point.

"Brother Qing, I have just been promoted to the Emperor Realm. This is my first time attending a banquet for the gods. I am a little nervous."

"Hahaha," Qing Cenzi patted Lin Yan's shoulder, "Brother Lunsai, don't worry. The gods are still very friendly to our human emperors."

"Really?"

"Yes, I am not talented. I have been an emperor for three thousand years and have participated in more than a dozen banquets for the gods. Brother, when the time comes, just follow me, and I will take you!" Qing Cenzi patted his chest.

"Thank you very much, brother!" Lin Yan said happily.

"You're welcome!" Qing Cenzi laughed.

Lin Yan asked, "Brother, do the gods often hold banquets?"

"Not too many," Qing Cenzi said, "Look, in the past three thousand years, there have only been more than a dozen banquets. On average, there is only one banquet every two hundred years."

"What are the reasons for the banquets?" Lin Yan continued to ask.

"That's a lot,"

Qing Cenzi opened the chatterbox and began to talk endlessly.

"For example, when gods celebrate birthdays, gods get married, gods give birth to gods and goddesses, gods and goddesses ascend to the gods, etc. In addition, sometimes when the gods and humans go to the battlefield, the gods will also hold banquets to celebrate..."

"Anyway, I have seen all kinds of reasons for the dozen banquets I have held."

"As long as the gods think it is worth celebrating, they will hold a banquet."

"We don't care so much. We will be satisfied if we can drink a few cups of gods' wine and eat a few bites of gods' food."

"That's not right, brother. According to what you said, there should be many banquets for gods. Why are there only a dozen in three thousand years?" Lin Yan interrupted.

Qing Cenzi smiled and said, "Brother, you don't understand this. In fact, the number of gods is very small, and not all new gods are sons of gods or daughters of gods."

"It is said that only one son of gods or daughters of gods can be born for every hundred newborns of gods."

"Sons of gods or daughters of gods?"

"Legend has it that sons of gods and daughters of gods are the gods with the purest blood. Even if they don't practice, they can reach the realm of the emperor when they reach adulthood. Moreover, most sons of gods and daughters of gods are extremely talented and have great hope of becoming gods!"

Lin Yan thought for a moment, "So, the gods are not 100% able to become gods? The number of gods is actually not that many?"

"Of course, gods! That is the supreme existence!" Qing Cenzi gestured exaggeratedly, "Although the number of gods is not large, there are nearly one million, but there are only a hundred gods!"

"Only one god can be born for every ten thousand gods!"

I see.

No wonder gods even have to hold banquets for their birthdays and weddings.

"By the way, brother, have you heard of the God King?"

"God King? Which god's title is that? If you are talking about the leader of the God Clan, the current leader of the God Clan is the god 'Flame'."

"It's not a title, it's a realm, the God King realm!"

"Hmm?This realm? Isn't the realm of God the end of cultivation? Where did you hear this, brother? "

Well, I understand. There is a high probability that there is no God King in the entire God Clan.

In this case, Lin Yan felt that he could not be so cautious.

Even if he could not defeat the God, he could still run away.

"No, I just said it casually." Lin Yan perfunctorily.

He asked again, "Brother, do we humans have strong people in the realm of God?"

"Shh——" Qing Cenzi nervously made a gesture of silence, looked around, and then lowered his voice and said, "Brother, don't talk about God..."

"Hmm?"

"Brother, you know that we humans are not as good as the God Clan and the Demon Clan by nature. The Great Emperor Realm is the pinnacle of our cultivation!"

"And if you want to change your fate and ascend to the realm of God, you need the God Fire Seed as a guide!"

"Only Gods have God Fire Seeds. ”

“So, every time a god is born in the human race, it means that a god from the gods or demons has fallen!”

“It is said that the gods of the human race all claim that their divine fire comes from the demons.”

“But, who knows!”

“On the battlefield of gods and demons, many gods of the gods have fallen or disappeared…”

“So, before we emperors become gods, we must not talk about becoming gods!”

Speaking of this, Qing Cenzi winked and said, “Just think about it in your mind, but don’t let the gods see the clues!”

Lin Yan nodded, “Yes. "

It seems that we should keep a low profile on this trip to the Heavenly Palace.

We must not let the Gods find out about our divine realm, otherwise there will be many more problems.

While talking.

The two finally arrived at the entrance of the secret realm of the Heavenly Palace.

Above the clouds, a huge and solemn Heavenly Gate stood faintly.

It was inscribed with the ancient and simple characters "South Heavenly Gate".

"Brother, we are here!"

Qing Cenzi walked up to the captain of the Gods' guards guarding the Heavenly Gate and nodded: "God, we two brothers have been invited to attend the feast of the god 'Qi Huan'."

"Yes."

The realm of the captain of the Gods' guards is the eighth-level emperor realm, and the guards around him are generally only the seventh-level king realm.

He said arrogantly: "Release the emperor's aura, and the Heavenly Gate will let you in."

"Yes! "

Qing Cenzi quickly released the aura of an emperor and stepped into the South Heaven Gate.

Lin Yan followed suit and entered right after him.

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