Zuan: "…"

Isn't the two of them a whole for half a day?

"Can you tell me about the specific situation of meeting that guy?" said the man in black robe anxiously.

Zuan said angrily: "You came and shouted to avenge your companions, saying that you were the ones who beat you, and you were the ones who don't beat you now. Why should I answer your question?"

The man in black robe bowed to him: "I apologize to you for your previous rude behavior. I hope you will forgive me. In addition, in return, I will give you a satisfactory gift."

"What kind of gift?" Shang Hongyu asked with a blink of an eye. She didn't want her lover to be fooled by such a vague statement.

"Your Excellency will be satisfied, I swear in the name of the Mirror Messenger." The man in black robe said seriously.

The other party said this, and it was hard for both of them to continue asking questions.

Zuan thought about briefly talking about the story of meeting the historian in the demon world that years, and the other party asked several questions in the middle.

After listening to his story, the man in black robe couldn't help but sigh: "According to the details you just told, that guy is probably a historian of time. He holds a pen in spring and autumn, and the history of time is undoubtedly true. But what I am curious about is why you know his identity? In theory, it is impossible for him to declare the identity of historian of time to the public?"

"I naturally have my own way," Zuan naturally couldn't explain Mi Li's existence to him. "Can you tell me in detail what kind of grudges you, Mingjing historian and the Time Historian?"

The man in black robe knew that he could become the master of a world, and there must be many adventures. Maybe one adventure made him know the historian of the years. He didn't say anything, but he wouldn't ask again: "Although we are all called historians, our beliefs are completely different from those of the gods. We, the historians of the clear mirror, use history as a mirror, follow objective facts, and faithfully record the original history."

"But the historians of time have lost their ethics as historians and do not respect objective history. Instead, they want to play with history. Often, when recorded by their Spring and Autumn style, they will have a completely opposite understanding of the truth."

"So we are the absolute mortal enemies. That guy is hiding among us for so long, obviously he is a bad plan. Fortunately, you accidentally got rid of him this time, otherwise there might be a big disaster in the future."

Later, he was full of fear. His old friend around him turned out to be a hidden historian of time. What did the other party want to do? Just thinking about it makes me shudder.

Zuan took the opportunity to ask: "You just mentioned that you believe in different gods. What gods do you each believe in?"

He felt a vague feeling in his heart that the gods in the other party's mouth were not the gods in the myths and legends in various worlds, but some broad meaning of gods in the heavens and all realms.

The man in black robe looked strange: "It is difficult to keep his own life if he knows the name of the gods. It will inevitably involve the disputes between the gods. Are you sure you are ready?"

Shang Hongyu held Zuan's hand tightly, his eyes full of worry. Although he knew that he had a previous life or something, he was actually quite happy now. Azu was happy in this world and there was nothing wrong with it. On the contrary, if he was involved in other things, he would have a high probability of leaving this world, which was what she least wanted to see.

Zuan was also a little hesitant. After all, being the master of the world in this world is really carefree. Do you really have to face the unknown risks?

But he knew that this might be his only chance to know the name of the god. After all, Mi Li always had ridicule people before, and he could not mention those existences at all.

But the tone of the man in black robe seemed to be able to tell him.

Thinking of Jiang Luofu being summoned by a mysterious existence, there are Gong Suyin and Wushan Goddess...

There are too many answers to him, and I'm afraid he can only find higher-level power.

"Of course I'm ready, but I have a doubt. I have heard people say before that the name of a god cannot be mentioned. Once it attracts its attention, it will easily be destroyed. Why can you tell me?" Zuan did not fully trust the other party.

"Your friend thinks is protecting you. What he said is indeed true. Too weak to learn the name of the gods in his childhood will only bring destruction. As for the reason why I can say it is obviously related to my identity. As the historian of the Ming Mirror, I am an objective record of the history of the heavens and all worlds." The man in the black robe said a little proud to say, "In addition, as the lord of one world, you are indeed qualified to know some secrets of this world."

"Of course, with your current strength, I can only tell the names of the two gods, because you happen to be involved in this cause and effect. With this power of cause and effect protection, coupled with my special identity narration, you will not be destroyed by the great power of the gods."

Hearing this, Zuan looked solemn. It seemed that Mi Li did not lie to him. These premises alone were already quite harsh.

The voice of the man in black robe is like the narration of the popular science documentaries on TV stations, with an inexplicable epic feeling: "The god we Mingjing historian believes in is the god of memory - Meng. We will record everything that happened in the world, about to happen, and even be annihilated. Whether it is human memory or the memory of the world, we will record anything that exists in the heavens and the world, even if the creatures die or the world are destroyed, as long as our records are still there, they will not really die."

Zuan was stunned. He originally thought that the names of these gods were so high-end, but he didn't expect that they were so simple and unpretentious.

He was soon shocked. Will my thoughts be blasphemous?

He was a little nervous, but fortunately, the sky did not send divine punishment.

"Your philosophy is very noble." Zuan was not a compliment. The fanatical sense of conversion when the other party just said it was definitely not a false statement.

Moreover, their recording of all behaviors has indeed helped many people. In a sense, as long as the memory is still there, those creatures or the world will gain eternal life.

After getting his approval, the man in black robe was very happy: "Since you agree so, why don't you join us and also believe in the great God of Meng and become a member of the Mingjing Historian."

"I really know very little about these gods, and it seems less sincere to join them casually." Zuan politely declined. He was joking. He didn't know anything about the other gods. Moreover, in a sense, he was also the god in charge of the cycle of death in this world, so how could he rashly join a sect?

"You are right, I'm just being hasty," the man in black robe did not force it. "I just explained to you the God we remember, and then I will tell you about another God believed in by the historians of the years. They believe in chaos and mystery, and their god name is 'Damn'."
Chapter completed!