The old dragon suddenly brought up a seemingly unrelated question, Leng Yi was slightly stunned, and then he was surprised to find that the tone of the old dragon's words was unprecedentedly lacking the momentum of the world, and full of supreme reverence!

In the primeval period?

Leng Yi's brows couldn't help frowning, he only remembered that the old dragon said that the body cultivation vein was a branch of the ancient cultivation method, and the others were ......

Leng Yi thought hard for a while, but he still shook his head slowly, he only knew that it was an incomparably glorious world, but because it was all legends and myths, Leng Yi didn't have a very clear concept;

However, the era that can make Lao Long's level of existence so longed for is ......

Leng Yi took a deep breath and listened intently, lest even a word be missed;

"In the primeval period, no matter the two realms of good and evil, gods and demons, every monk called himself a 'warrior'!"

Warriors!

Leng Yi's brows furrowed suddenly, he knew that the self-title of the monks of each era was closely related to the beliefs and wills of that era, and at this moment, he seemed to suddenly realize something and couldn't help but clench his left fist......

"Warriors mean that those who are born for war are born only to fight the heavens and the earth, and the life of every fighter is a life of fighting!"

"Born in war, died in war! Glory in war, disgrace in war!"

"Whether it is good or evil, regardless of gods and demons, they are all ashamed to avoid strong and cowardly battles, and proud to stand up and fight......"

Born in war, died in war;

Glory in battle, disgrace in war......

As the old dragon's tone became more and more respectful, the young man's face became more and more solemn, and a pair of fists clenched tighter and tighter unconsciously, and a tragic, tragic, but incomparably brilliant world clearly appeared in his mind.

It was an era of swords and swords, and the fighting spirit was overwhelming;

Every fighter is like a sharp arrow, with a will like iron and a belief like a mountain; once he strikes, he will be indomitable! Even if there is a tiger's den in Longtan, a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of him!

I don't believe in heaven, I don't believe in the earth, I don't believe in the destiny of heaven, I don't believe in the mercy of God and Buddha!

Even if you are dying, you must burn the last vitality to challenge the fighters who have not been able to surpass in your life, and you have no hesitation and only want to fight with all your might, and you have no regrets in this life!

In that glorious era, the highest respect for the challenger was to give him the glory of dying in battle! The most cruel insult was to refuse to fight and let him live for the rest of his life!

Fight the weak, challenge the strong, and be invincible in your life!

Even though he fell into the wilderness and buried his bones in a foreign land, he died without complaint!

This is the warrior -

a name that is intertwined with blood and tears, tragic and tragic;

But it also represents the unprecedented will of an era and the belief of who else can do it!

"It is this will and belief that you consider to be stupid that has created the magnificent and prosperous world of the past and the present!" the old dragon's tone was full of reverence and remembrance, but it also became more and more serious:

"It is precisely this constant challenge that you consider to be looking for death that has given birth to generations of peerless Tianjiao who can cover the sky with a snap of your fingers!"

Magnificent and prosperous;

Peerless Tianjiao......

Bounce, finger, cover, sky!

Leng Yi's face became more and more pale, and the nails of his left fist had already pierced into his palm, but the young man seemed to clench his teeth without feeling any pain......

"Blindly cultivating and blindly seeking more powerful weapons is, after all, abandoning the basics; only in the course of battle after battle, constantly learning from each other's strengths and correcting oneself, can we condense and sublimate more quickly and become stronger the more we fight!"

"Fighting the weak and challenging the strong is not to be stupid and seek death, but to experience oneself and respect others!"

"It's a real will, and a belief!"

The more you fight, the stronger you get......

Will, Faith -

Warriors!

Leng Yi's eyes suddenly lit up, and his clenched teeth slowly loosened, and as a resolute gaze flowed through his eyes, a trace of unprecedented fighting intent was also slowly ignited in the depths of the young man's heart!

So tragic, so crazy!

But he is so arrogant......

"This is the primeval world, a great era that truly belongs to cultivators! but it is also a bygone era...... "The old dragon still said slowly, but his tone was full of heaviness and helplessness;

"Look at ...... today"

"This is indeed an incomparably prosperous world, but it is also an era of declining days! Look at today's monks, who actually regard training as play, how can there be any will and belief of the primeval warriors?"

Listening to the old dragon's emotion, Leng Yi couldn't help frowning again, although with his current experience, he didn't feel anything bad about the prosperity of this life, but he had a faint sense of foreboding......

"Alas......"

The old dragon suddenly let out a mixed sigh, and then said earnestly:

"Slowly, you will see that such a monk, such a cultivation world—"

"What a terrible end it will be!"

How...... Terrible ending......

Listening to the old dragon's words, Leng Yi's breathing couldn't help but stagnate, and then an inexplicable sense of urgency surged into his heart, as if something in the depths of his blood was urging him......

Urgency;

Why do I have a sense of urgency?

Leng Yi's brows couldn't help frowning slightly, he was just an ant trying to survive now......

"Forget it, you don't have an idea of what it was like before, after all, it was a long time ago;" the old dragon paused for a long time before he recovered;

"As for the monks of the primeval period, how powerful...... "The old dragon paused again and said in a solemn tone;

"The punch you just threw is the primary-level Primal Yellow Rank Technique-"

"Extreme Explosion"

"What! Such a powerful martial art is only a Yellow Rank Beginner?"

Leng Yi couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then saw a white light flash at the center of his eyebrows, and a thin booklet fell into his hand lightly;

Looking at the yellowed and tattered cover, and the conspicuous word "extremely explosive" on the cover, Leng Yi was overjoyed, and quickly picked it up and opened it to see, and then he was as if he had been struck by thunder, and he was instantly stunned!

I saw that in the open cover, there was only one page, only a few lines, and there was obviously no preface and afterword between each two lines, and there was no necessary relationship......

In Leng Yi's impression, only fragments can appear in this extremely messy situation;

"Fragment ......"

Leng Yi's cheeks twitched suddenly, and he muttered;

He couldn't imagine at all that the punch he had just punched was more than just a Yellow Rank Junior Martial Artist;

It's still a fragment......

"The things that have been handed down from the primeval times, except for some preserved by those top forces, are almost extinct; this page is still found by the old man from the ruins of a body cultivation sect that has been destroyed for more than 100,000 years, and it should be that they obtained it by accident; the old man took great pains to transcribe such a little content; it can be said that it is a fragment of the fragments!"

"But fortunately, this combat skill is the first level of the Yellow Order, otherwise, it would be useless to copy it;" The old dragon explained slowly, "As for how much you can comprehend, it all depends on your own understanding;"

"Hmm!"

Looking at the combat skills in his hand, Leng Yi didn't say anything, just nodded vigorously, and then stood up silently, slowly turned his head, and looked at the bleak Western Wilderness;

Fragments of fragments......

The glory of the past, the distant fighters, and the arrogant faith and will......

Inheritance!

At this moment, Leng Yi was no longer full of fear of the Western Wilderness, which was full of unknowns and dangers, but instead was an endless desire from the depths of his soul!

There is also a faint but indelible trace -

Battle!

By the end of this chapter, all the foreshadowing has been completed, and Leng Yi has really grown, and the next plot is no longer so depressing, it will be very cool, and full of fighting spirit! Please continue to support Caocao! Let's go to war with Caocao!