I know this ancient god

He and Qian Yanyan only had some interactions when they were at the Ancient God Research Institute.

The things he has experienced recently are more exciting than what he has experienced in the past twenty years combined, so frankly speaking, he is not deeply impressed by Qian Yanling.

This little impression came from his dormitory at the Ancient God Research Institute.

Qian Yanyan renovated all the dormitories in the building to be extremely luxurious, and for this he paid the price of zero salary increase for several years.

At that time, Tang Xuan thought Qian Yanyan was an interesting person.

Now it seems

If Qian Yanyan was the God of Time from the beginning, then he probably didn't care about money as much as he showed, so he spent so much money on renovating the dormitory just to improve the quality of life.

If you think about it this way, Qian Yanhen's weird behavior back then can be explained. After all, how could a normal person do such an outrageous thing.

Tang Xuan asked bluntly: "When did you wake up?"

"when?"

Qian Yan's eyes showed a thoughtful look: "I have been awake since the beginning of your civilization. At that time, you were still unable to leave the planet, and you didn't even know that you were living on a planet."

Tang Xuan was stunned. His eyebrows wrinkled slightly and his eyes became solemn. After a few seconds of silence, he lowered his voice and asked, "What have you done?"

Qian Yanyan smiled: "I have done too many things."

Tang Xuan asked: "What was your name then?"

Qian Yanyan tilted his head slightly: "I have too many names, let me think about it. By the way, they call me Sakyamuni."

Tang Xuan's eyes widened.

Sakyamuni!

Isn't this the name of Buddha?

"That era is too far away from now, and my memory is not very clear. In addition to this name, it seems that some people also called me Pangu, Jehovah, Cain, and Allah."

Qian Yanyan read out a long list of names carelessly.

Each of these names has been richly described in human history, and many of them are even the names of gods believed in by mainstream churches today.

Tang Xuan felt a little breathless.

"I actually didn't do anything. I just taught them to be kind to others and spread a kind philosophy of life." Qian Yanyan said with some emotion, "I showed some magical power in the process, and then I was worshiped by them."

"I was tired of living the life of being a god, so whenever people regarded me as a god, I would leave there and go to another place." Qian Yanyan sighed, "Then the story would repeat itself in another place, so I would go to another place again. Leave. During that time, I hardly stayed in any place for more than a hundred years.”

Tang Xuan took a deep breath: "You said those legendary figures were all you, so why did you disappear and no longer create new legends when human civilization entered modern society?"

Qian Yanyan explained very naturally: "Because I had already traveled all over your planet at that time, and I didn't want to run around anymore, so I settled on the seabed and the center of the earth."

He seemed to have remembered something, and after a pause he spoke again: "Actually, it's not that there are no new legends. Have you heard of "Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea" and "Journey to the Center of the Earth"? My family members wrote this after they returned home.”

As a top student at a prestigious university, Tang Xuan not only heard of these two books that showcased ancient human imagination, but also read them himself.

He stared at Qian Yan's serious face and was speechless for a long time.

On the one hand, he found it difficult to accept, but on the other hand, he also believed that if Qian Yanyan really woke up so early, with the divine power in his hands, he would indeed be very likely to become the protagonist of the mythical story.

If this is true, then most of the mythical stories he has known since childhood are actually the life records of Qian Yanren himself?

Tang Xuan hesitated to speak. He opened his mouth but said nothing.

The number one supporting character next to him seemed to hear Tang Xuan's thoughts, and he whispered: "This is fucking outrageous."

Qian Yanhang lazily spread his hands: "I have no ill intentions towards humans. Just the identity of Qian Yanhang has a record of existence for fifty or sixty years. If I wanted to do something, I would have done it long ago."

Tang Xuan nodded slowly.

At this moment, without any warning, he punched Qian Yanyan on the bridge of his nose. This punch used up all his strength and created layers of air waves visible to the naked eye.

A light golden halo spreads around the No. 1 support character. This halo immobilizes all surrounding objects, preventing them from being blown away by the wind of the fist.

boom!

A loud bang exploded in people's eardrums.

Tang Xuan's fist stopped a centimeter in front of Qian Changren's nose, and was trapped in a ball of gray light, unable to move forward or retreat.

"That's not polite."

Qian Yanyan pushed up his glasses: "If you are a Christian, you are punching your God now; if you are a Buddhist, you are beating the Buddha; if you are a Yi..."

At this point, his tirade was interrupted.

Tang Xuan said indifferently: "I am an atheist."

Qian Yanyan rolled his eyes: "You know that there is a god in this world, how can you say that you are an atheist so openly?"

Before he finished speaking, the gray light dissipated.

Tang Xuan withdrew his fist and said calmly: "If you really didn't do anything, I would have broken the bridge of your nose by now."

Qian Yanyan shrugged: "As you can see, I did do something to prevent my nose from being broken by you. Time Sect, a legal religious institution with 30 million registered believers."

Tang Xuan took a deep look at Qian Yan.

He said solemnly: "Only 30 million?"

No matter what, he couldn't believe that an ancient god who had been setting out in the Federation for a long time now had only 30 million followers.

Qian Yanyan thought for a while and then said: "There is also a Time Cult, which is also a legal religious organization with 20 million registered believers."

Tang Xuan stared at him, "What else?"

"Emmmm"

Qian Yanyan looked reluctant: "Guangyin Sect, 10 million registered believers."

"anything else?"

"The Cult of Time, eight million registered believers."

Tang Xuan frowned: "You, the god of time, do you need to answer questions like squeezing out toothpaste?"

Qian Yanyan looked helpless: "It's really not much."

Tang Xuan asked: "How much is it?"

Qian Yanhang flexed his fingers and pretended to calculate for a long time: "If you include those from the two neighboring countries, it will be about one to two billion."

He added: "Registered believers."

Tang Xuan's expression gradually solidified.

Good guy!

I'm straight up a good guy!

One to two billion? !

Now, on average, there are only one to two hundred million people living on a living planet, and so many believers are enough to fill more than a hundred star systems. And it’s only registered believers. I don’t know how many unregistered believers there are.

Tang Xuan stared at Qian Yan, thinking that this guy might be the final boss of the ancient gods, right?