Leaving Yuan Yu muttering beside him, Luo Yu immediately asked the old man about the ancient clan and holy weapons he had mentioned.

However, before the old man could answer, Yuan Yu hurriedly said: "The ancient clan is naturally a nation with ancient origins like us, and the holy weapon is the treasure of our clan!"

Luoyu was stunned, and said because of his loneliness: "I probably guessed what you said...... However, what kind of ethnic groups are you talking about? What are your holy weapons? Why are they called ancient Yu holy weapons? What does it have to do with the battle of the Heavenly Deficiency?"

These questions were obviously plain common sense in Yuan Yu's eyes, and she didn't want to blurt out: "There were a total of one thousand and seventy-two tribes of the ancient ancestors, and some of them declined and died out later. There are five hundred and eleven tribes participating in the Guyu Holy War with our clan, and seven of the most powerful tribes are the East China Sea Cang Clan, the Xisha Yao Clan, the Southern Wilderness Clan, the Middle Earth Lin Clan, the Mountain Peak Ling Clan, the Netherworld Clan, and our Northern Frontier Soul Clan.

"Each of these tribes has a powerful holy weapon, which has played a huge role in the Guyu Holy War, so it is also called the Guyu Holy Weapon. They are the Prayer Table, the Streamer Bottle, the Aragami Statue, the Heavenly Array, the Confessional Rooftop, the Soul Gathering Lamp, and the Mending Stone. If there were no Gu Yu Holy Weapons, how could the Holy War be a complete victory?"

Yuan Yu said this in one breath, and it was as smooth as an endorsement.

"As for the battle of the heavens...... she wanted to continue, but because she didn't know much, she could only look at the old man for help, and scratched her head in embarrassment.

The old man sighed and said quietly: "Although the ancient clan withered and the holy weapon was scattered, a hundred years ago, there were still four remnants of the ancient clan. After all, the Gu Yu Holy Weapon had played a decisive role in the holy war against the enemy outside the territory, and although it could no longer be complete, it could still play some role......

"Wait!" Luoyu, who was dazed by the words, suddenly shouted, "A holy war against an enemy outside the territory?

Luo Yu remembered that there were only two foreign invasions recorded in the historical records of the Qing Ning Sect.

"Of course, your Qingning Sect should have a record, after all, you also participated in the Holy War. The old man replied.

Luo Yu rubbed his forehead fiercely, and after thinking for a long time, he said: "It turns out that the war was called the Guyu Holy War by you, but I have never heard of this term...... That's right, the historical records of the Qing Ning Sect record that there were many ancient ancestors who fought side by side with us at that time.

"It's just that most of those historical materials are for the Qingning Sect's own people, and the records of others are very limited. Later, I paid special attention to it, but the descriptions of the ancient ancestors in other classics are also full of myths, so that I thought it was just a legend!"

"Oh, it's not surprising, it's just been too long. The old man's tone was a little joking, "Believe it or not, 100,000 years from now on, when future generations completely forget the bloodshed and sacrifice of the past, the battle of Tianqi will also become a myth." ”

Luoyu couldn't help but be stunned, but had to admit that the eight achievements that the old man said were the facts of the future.

Yuan Yu didn't care about that, her eyes lit up with countless curious little stars, and she couldn't wait to ask, "Oh, what does your book describe us?"

Luo Yu swallowed his saliva and replied cautiously: "The book basically says that some of the ancient ancestors have awakened strange abilities, and they can move mountains and reclaim the sea without cultivation, and they are the darlings of the heavens. However, this kind of power can only be passed on by blood, and cannot be cultivated the day after tomorrow, so after the birth of the cultivation method with a wider range of applications, it slowly withdrew from the stage of history......

"Of course, this is all hearsay, and the reason for this is better known to you. Just when he saw a trace of loneliness in Yuan Yu's eyes, he hurriedly made a round.

The old man poured himself another cup of tea and said calmly: "What you said is basically right, the ability of our ancestors does come from the heavens, but it doesn't mean that we can't cultivate. We have our cultivation methods, but outsiders can't practice them.

"As for the decline of the major ancient clans, some people say that it is difficult to reproduce, and some people say that it is the degradation of the bloodline, but I think this is also an arrangement of God. Everything we have been given by God, and if God wants to take it back, it will naturally have its reason. ”

"Just like us," the old man glanced at Yuan Yu deeply, sad but not shy away, "The soul clan is the only pure-blood descendant left with her." Ay...... Our people are dead!"

"What about you?" said Luoyu, looking shocked.

"My blood is not pure, I am just a servant of the old master, how can I be compared with the young master?"

"Grandpa is Yuan Yu's grandfather! What kind of servant is not servant, Yuan Yu is the only one who has grandpa left!" Yuan Yu said, and climbed in front of Luoyu and threw himself into the old man's arms. Before she could finish speaking, her face was already covered with crystal tears.

Unexpectedly, when he was talking, he talked about the sadness of others, and Luoyu was also infected, and he was close to each other. But after thinking about it, he felt that he was not qualified to pity others, because wasn't Yin Yu Peak in the same situation now?

Luoyu pushed himself and others, and immediately understood the importance of Yuan Yu in the old man's heart, and then understood the old man's nervous performance before.

Pity the hearts of parents all over the world! Luo Yu was touched for a while, and blurted out: "Meeting is fate, although my strength is weak, but if there is a need in the future, I will definitely protect Yuan Yu...... Belch...... Sister's. ”

Luoyu racked his brains to come up with an almost inseparable title.

These words really reached the old man's heart, and he was immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly said: "To get the kindness of Yin Yu Peak, this is the blessing of Yuan Yu, and the ancestors of our clan will definitely thank you!"

But Yuan Yu didn't think so, she wiped the tears from her face, and whimpered: "Who is your sister......! Woo!"

The old man covered her mouth and continued: "Don't worry, Xiaoyou, if the old man is alive, he will definitely not let Yuan Yu trouble you." But if the old man is gone one day......"

"Grandpa, you're talking nonsense again!" Yuan Yu swept away the old man's hand, and the sound of whimpering became heavier.

"Ah, that's right," the old man ignored her, but suddenly remembered something, and said with a sinking face: "I almost forgot to tell you that it was the Yu clan and the Yao clan who attacked our clan's station a hundred years ago, if you meet them outside, you must be careful and careful." I suspect that they have betrayed their ancestors and taken refuge in the exotic gods!

"And the other one who was supposed to join us never appeared, and even when I went around to investigate, I didn't find any trace of them. I think...... I'm afraid they were wiped out long before our people were attacked, right?

"It's a pity......" The old man's voice suddenly turned painful.

Luo Yu opened his mouth in a daze, because he had too many questions to ask, so he didn't know where to start for a while.

Scratching his head vigorously, he finally found a suitable breakthrough, "Be careful of the Yao and Yao clans, but I don't know how to identify them......"