After hearing the words, Xiao Naihe glanced at him indifferently and did not speak. However, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and the energy and blood in his body slowly rose. Not only him, but also the energy and blood in Han Siyuan's body started to circulate quietly.
Han Wantong's expression changed and he said quickly: "Father, this is my benefactor. If you do anything wrong, I will fall out."
Since coming to his hometown, the first one was Bai Zifei, and the second one was his father. Han Wantong felt very annoyed and embarrassed.
When he saw Han Siyuan speaking rudely, he immediately twisted his arm out.
Even Han Yue and Lin Yueru looked nervous, holding on to Xiao Naihe to prevent Xiao Naihe from making any rash move.
"I wonder if Fellow Daoist Han knows such a thing?"
As soon as Xiao Naihe finished speaking, a stream of light suddenly appeared in the void, and a token floated in front of Xiao Naihe, which was the Miao Miao Divine Token.
When Han Siyuan saw the Miaomiao Divine Order, his expression suddenly changed, and his eyes flashed with light: "Is this... is my investigation true, and the Miaomiao Divine Order really fell into the hands of Emperor Zhentian?"
Han Siyuan's meaning couldn't be clearer. Emperor Zhentian must have obtained the Miaomiao Divine Order, but after being killed by Xiao Naihe, Xiao Naihe took advantage.
And Xiao Naihe might have learned the truth about the Miaomiao Divine Order from his daughter, because there are only two or three people in the world who know about the Miaomiao Divine Order.
Many people don't know that Han Siyuan's ancestors actually had some connection with the Tianyuan clan in the ancient times, so Han Siyuan knew some things about Miaomiao Shenkong, including the location of Miaomiao Shenkong's remains.
Now that he saw this place, he vaguely guessed something.
"This token was indeed obtained from Emperor Zhentian. Without Miss Han's blessing, I also know the mystery of this Miao Miao Divine Token, so I want to cooperate with Fellow Daoist Han. If Fellow Daoist Han is interested, this wonderful token We can add two to five of Miao Shen Kong’s remains.”
"Haha, it's interesting. To be honest, I have been planning the transformation of Miao Miao Shen Kong for many years. I do know where it is, but... you just want to talk to me with just one sentence. Taking a share of the pie seems a bit unreasonable..."
"Why."
Xiao Naihe sighed softly, and suddenly the light in front of his eyes flickered away. The Miaomiao Divine Token was absorbed into Xiao Naihe's time and space world and turned into a meson.
Han Siyuan locked his eyes tightly on the wonderful sky. After seeing the token disappear, the creator's expression quietly changed.
"Since fellow Taoist Han doesn't agree, forget it. I heard that Miao Miao Shen Kong's relics are rare in the world, especially after secretly eating Pan Lingzi's elixir, he became a god. His body has reached the eighth level and he directly ascended. Disappear. But now, it is impossible for us to get it..."
After saying that, Xiao Naihe put away the warrant and was about to leave.
"Wait a minute..."
At this moment, Han Siyuan suddenly shouted and stopped Xiao Naihe.
"Do you have any other instructions from fellow Daoist Han?"
Xiao Naihe looked at Han Siyuan with a half-smile.
Han Siyuan's heart is indeed a little complicated now. To be honest, he has been calculating the legacy of Miaomiao Shenkong for thousands of years, but because the key to Miaomiao Shenkong has never been there, he can't get in at all. .
When Miaomiao Shenkong secretly ate Pan Lingzi's elixir, her physical body directly became the eighth level of the Supreme Realm, but her soul transformed and ascended, leaving behind a legacy.
Pan Lingzi is extremely famous in the Jiutian Divine Realm, and is a famous elixir god. He can cause great disturbances by refining various top-quality elixirs and spreading them out.
The magical elixir he had refined for thousands of years was actually stolen by Miaomiao Shenkong, and Pan Lingzi also wanted to find out the location of Miaomiao Shenkong.
But later, the Miao Miao God became empty seated, and Han Siyuan was the only one in the world who knew its location.
Han Siyuan has now reached the seventh level of the Supreme Realm, the stage of the Creator. If he can obtain the remains of Miao Miao Shen Kong and understand the secret of the physical body of the eighth level of the Supreme Realm on the remains, maybe Han Siyuan will be able to survive the nine tribulations immediately and become A person at the eighth level of the Supreme Realm.
But he had made so many preparations for thousands of years, and now he wanted to share it because Xiao Naihe had the upper hand. Han Siyuan was really unwilling to do so.
But without the Miaomiao Divine Token in Xiao Naihe's hand, even if he had been calculating and preparing for tens of thousands of years, he might not be able to open the space door left by the Miaomiao God after his death.
So now Han Siyuan was having a mental battle in his heart. Xiao Naihe could naturally see the various counter-complexities in the creator's heart, and did not rush him. He wanted to see what Han Siyuan was thinking.
"Huh..." Han Siyuan exhaled for the last time, the stars in his eyes flickered slightly, and he said with emotion, "It's not impossible to cooperate with me. To be honest, I am indeed very interested in Miao Miao Shen Kong's legacy. , and have been preparing for thousands of years. Although you have the upper hand now, but... what capital do you have to cooperate with me? Although you are at the sixth level of the Supreme Realm, you are far from the stage of the Creator. Regarding this, I’m afraid it’s not enough qualifications.”
"Really? Do you want to compete with fellow Taoist Han? If I win, will the Miaomiao God leave nothing to me?"
Xiao Naihe smiled coldly.
Han Siyuan's face was expressionless: "Needless to say you won, if you can pass three moves in my hands, after I get the relic of Miao Miao Shen Kong, after I understand the mystery of the relic, I will give it away immediately for you."
"But if you lose..." Han Siyuan paused slightly, and his tone was pointed.
"No, in my dictionary, this word has never been lost."
"That's a big statement, but before I say it, if you can't do three moves in my hands, you won't get any of this legacy."
No matter what, Han Siyuan will not lose money on this business.
First of all, he now needs to understand the mystery of the Nine Tribulations of Thunder through the relics of the Miao Miao Shen Kong, and break through to the eighth level of the Supreme Realm.
Once he enters the eighth level, his own power is no less than the physical body of Miao Miao Shen Kong.
This is Han Siyuan's biggest purpose.
However, Miao Miao Shen Kong’s relic is, after all, a divine object that has survived nine tribulations. If it is obtained, it will be extremely useful.
The Creator's physical body, essence and blood are comparable to any top-quality seventh-level elixirs and heavenly materials and earthly treasures, let alone a physical body at the eighth level of the Supreme Realm.
If Xiao Naihe obtains the remains of this wonderful divine space and integrates it into his own time and space world, he can immediately create a more perfect space world.