It was Lian Yong who looked at Yu Han slightly, and saw that his expression seemed to know something, so he hurriedly urged: "Young Master Yang?"

Yang Yuhan suddenly came back to his senses, smiled awkwardly and said, "Oh, I've heard of it."

It was Lian Yong who said curiously: "Please speak with Mr. Yang, please listen carefully."

Yang Yuhan nodded: "I'll tell you about them first, but there are still some questions you need to answer."

Yi Lian Yong nodded and said, "Okay."

"Well." Yang Yuhan nodded again, and then continued, "Li Xuanba, we are usually used to calling him Li Yuanba. He is called the world's number one hero in our world. Legend has it that he... His face is like a sick ghost, his bones are as thin as firewood, his arms are as powerful as four images, twisting iron like mud, and using a pair of giant hammers to be brave enough for thousands of people. However, in our history, he was the third son of Queen Dou, and now I think there must be inside information. And I have another question... How old is the King of Qingtian you are talking about? Anyway, in my impression, he only lived to be sixteen years old."

It was Lian Yong frowned: "That is the Holy Lord himself. The Holy Lord Qingtian was only ten years old when he left." He couldn't help but sigh, "Hey... he is also a person with a miserable life."

Yang Yuhan said suspiciously: "Why do you say that?"

Shi Lian Yong said sadly: "Young Master doesn't know that when this Holy Lord Qingtian was over one year old... all the people of the clan were destroyed. Fortunately, the God of Cangtian and the High Priest Ying arrived in time to rescue him. Although he was young at that time, as he grew up little by little, he soon showed his amazing talent. He could push mountains and break the earth in every move. At the age of five, he helped the God of Cangtian unify various countries.

But even if he had divine power, he could not be the wood poison in his body, so he was always sick. The God of Cangtian had tried to use the "life technique" to remove poison for him, and later he recruited famous doctors from all over the world to come for consultation, but in the end they were helpless. After all, the wood poison in his body... was left by Zhang Yuanbo, the god of spring plague that destroyed his entire clan back then."

"So that's it..." Yang Yuhan nodded, then thought for a moment before continuing, "Then let me talk about the insight of the saint Zhang Heng, who is known as one of the most knowledgeable people in ancient times. He knows astronomy and geography. He has profound research and outstanding contributions in all fields. He not only holds a high position, but also has works at the age of 62. He is a person I admire very much. I believe that he can achieve this by perceiving the laws of all things in this world."

"Well... he can be considered a good start and ending..." Lian Yong nodded slowly and said, "What if the Holy Lord?"

Yang Yuhan replied: "It would be even more wrong if it were a saint. He was one of the most famous prophets in ancient times, and seemed to have become a high-ranking official. But because I didn't believe in prophecy in the past, I didn't know the historical records about him carefully. I just read the "Tuibei Tu" written by him and another Yi scholar, Li Chunfeng." Although he remembered that Li Yuanba and Yuan Tiangang were both from the Li Shimin era, Li Yuanba died early and the two of them should not have encountered each other, so he did not mention this matter.

It was Lian Yong nodding again: "Where is the King of Jiang Sheng?"

"Uh...he..." Yang Yuhan couldn't help but frown slightly when he heard this: "I really can't believe that he is my ancestor. Because Jiang Shang is so famous in the history of our world, but most of us in ancient times used names, so people generally called him Jiang Ziya Jiang Taigong." He paused and said, "He assisted King Wu to defeat Zhou and establish the Zhou Dynasty. He was the founding father of the Zhou Dynasty and the founder of Qi. He was an outstanding strategyist, military strategist and politician in our ancient times, and so that various schools later recognized him as their own family and respected him as the "master of the Hundred Schools."

"It's worthy of being Jiang Shengjun! Haha." Lian Yong was very happy when he heard this. "Jiang Shengjun is kind-hearted and has a good relationship with my ancestor Liancheng. He can be so famous in another world, and his descendants have returned to our Lian Village. If the ancestors know each other, they will definitely be very happy."

Yang Yuhan also laughed: "Haha...it seems that it's not just fate that I can meet my master, but maybe it's a destiny."

"Hey~" Lian Yong waved his hand quickly, "Young Master is a descendant of the Holy Lord. How can you condescend to be the disciple of the dog son? Isn't this going to make the dog son's birthday?" He said, and glanced at him again. "Although Mu'er has made great progress compared to before, he is still young after all. If the young master doesn't dislike him, he will be called brothers in the future!"

Although he was polite, his tone was very tough. Yang Yuhan was worried that this might be related to the folk customs here, but he was afraid that Lianmu would not agree, so he was at a loss and looked at Zhilianmu.

But Lian Mu was also in a dilemma at this time. On the one hand, it was a once-in-a-lifetime experience to meet such a precious apprentice. On the other hand, he finally got his father's affirmation and did not want to make him angry now. In the end, he thought about it over and over again and decided to obey his father's wishes first, so he nodded reluctantly to Yuhan to agree.

Seeing this, Yang Yuhan immediately smiled at Lian Yong and said, "I'm willing to follow my uncle's wishes."

"Okay!" Lian Yong was immediately overjoyed, "I didn't expect that Mu'er would bring me a nephew back this time. It's not bad..."

Yang Yuhan laughed a few times, then turned his mind and asked: "Uncle, my nephew has a few things that are still unknown."

It was Lian Yong who said loudly: "It's okay to speak with a good nephew."

"Yeah." Yang Yuhan nodded, "One is why Ying Yiren and the four saints were not in the same period after traveling to the other world, and there were even some differences of more than a thousand years; the other is whether you know who the person sealed in the rocks next to Luoyu Lake is?"

Yi Lian Yong hesitated for a moment: "I don't know either. But the second thing... you can ask Mu'er's grandfather. Forty years ago, they went to Seal the Qiwu and I was not born yet, and he had never told me the details of that incident."

Yang Yuhan nodded and responded. After this long talk and his previous observation of Li Lian Yong, he found that this person was completely different from what he imagined. At least he was not just Qianfanwu and the image described by Lian Mu.

On the side was Lian Mu, who took advantage of the fact that neither of them spoke, quickly interrupted and said, "Father, I'll take you to see that beast."

But he didn't expect that he would reject it: "It's not too late to go tomorrow. I have something to talk about with the three distinguished guests."

It was a sudden mute and said angrily: "Oh."

Then Lian Yong looked at the three of them: "It's rare that you are all here, so why not explain some things clearly today. Mu'er, come and listen carefully..."
Chapter completed!