Legend has it that in that ancient mythological era, there would be a machine spirit in every weapon, and the machine spirit could make the weapon stronger, that is to say, the strength of the machine spirit could determine the strength of the weapon, such as the tool spirit in the artifact is extremely powerful, and each tool spirit has the power to destroy the world.

Some machine spirits are born independently of the consciousness of weapons, but it is also the most difficult, there will not necessarily be one among tens of millions of weapons, such a machine spirit and the weapon have the highest degree of fit, the weapon can exert the greatest power, the second kind will be relatively simple, that is, some powerful creatures are forcibly sealed in the weapon, to improve the quality and power of the weapon, but if you want the weapon in your hand to become stronger, you must seal the stronger creature, but the stronger creature is so easy to seal, if you don't get it, it will give you your life, and now the old man actually said that he is the instrument spirit sealed in the artifact Kyushu seal, which is really incredible。

"Who could seal such a powerful dragon in the artifact Kyushu Seal, this is really terrifying. Yun Xiu secretly said in his heart, the strength of the giant dragon may have reached the peak of the late stage of the saint realm or even stronger, if such a creature is put in Kyushu, I am afraid that the entire Kyushu will collapse in an instant, but such a strength can be sealed into the artifact Kyushu seal, this is really terrifying.

What kind of era is that legendary mythological era, such a terrifying strength is not the strongest, what is the realm of the strongest biological strength, has it already surpassed the realm of saints? But what kind of realm is it after surpassing the realm of saints?

If so, then where did those gods and immortals go? Aren't they immortal, living as long as the earth and the sky, and having endless longevity? Why is it that in Kyushu today, no one has ever heard of anyone cultivating beyond the saint realm, and there are only a handful of martial artists in the Kyushu saint realm, and there will be no more than two hands.

What the hell happened? Could Kyushu have become like this? Why has there never been a record in the ancient books, and there has never been a trace left in the long river of history, and they are all dead? If they are dead? Then the so-called gods and so-called immortals also die one day? So is immortality a kind of legend? In an instant, Yun Xiu thought of a lot.

"I still remember the mythical era, it was an era when cultivators were everywhere, people and gods coexisted, divided into nine heavens and ten earths, and in which era a cultivator like me only had the power of self-preservation, and could not reach the point of separating one side, only those gods, those immortals were the strongest, and under the immortals, they were all weak. The old man spoke, confirming the horror of the era, and his cloudy eyes looked at the sky, and there was yearning in his eyes.

"Are there really gods and immortals in the world, but why are they all gone, what happened?" Yun Xiu said.

"Hey, there really are immortals in the world. Looking at it, he sighed, and said: "The age of mythology, between the nine heavens and ten earths, is full of spiritual energy, it is the era of cultivation, the era of geniuses, a hundred flowers blooming, and immortals and gods are everywhere, it's just ...... cough cough cough ......"

The old man coughed violently, and fear and sadness appeared in his cloudy eyes.

"It's just what, what the hell is going on?" Yun Xiu was extremely curious. It can make the old man feel frightened.

"The outbreak of a war of the gods, the gods died, the immortals perished, the nine heavens fell, the ten lands were broken, there was no daylight, the bloody wind and rain, and from then on there were no nine heavens, no more ten places, and no more immortals. The old man said, his old body trembling, and when he thought of that battle, the old man felt terrified.

"The battle of the gods?the gods are dead, the immortals are extinguished, the nine heavens fall, and the ten lands ......are shattered," Yun Xiu muttered to himself, although it was rumored that there were gods and immortals, nine heavens and ten earths, but that was just a legend, and now the old man actually said that the nine heavens and ten lands existed, this is simply a fantasy, which has stirred up a huge storm in Yun Xiu's heart, if it spreads, I am afraid that the entire Kyushu will be chaotic.

"That's right, nine heavens and ten earths, gods and immortals, the war of the gods broke out, everything was ruined, the sky is no longer heaven, the earth is no longer earth, and today's Kyushu is just a fragment of ten lands, less than one ten-millionth. The old man once again said a secret, Kyushu is vast, and it is only a fragment of the ten lands, you can imagine what the ten places were like in the past.

"What kind of era was the Age of Mythology, why did the War of the Gods break out, and why did it become what it is today. Yun Xiu said. The majestic world is shattered, and today's Kyushu, although martial artists are everywhere and have extraordinary abilities, it is not enough to reach the point where the cultivator once called for wind and rain, turned his hands into clouds and covered his hands for rain, and the warrior is a warrior after all, and it is impossible to make a cultivator.

After thousands of years, in the end, dust returns to dust, and soil returns to earth, becoming a pile of loess, and the cultivator goes against the sky, breaking free from the shackles of heaven and earth, changing his numerology, and reaching the point of living with heaven and earth.

Therefore, there is an essential difference between a martial artist and a cultivator, but why did the world where cultivators were once everywhere become like this.

"It doesn't matter why the War of the Gods broke out, as long as you can remember that there was glory, the glory is gone, and it will not reappear, and there are no more immortals in today's era, and there will be no more immortals. There was only loneliness in the old man's eyes.

"Why won't there be any more immortals, and they won't appear again?" Yun Xiu asked.

"A warrior is a warrior after all, no matter how against the sky, it is impossible to break free from the shackles of heaven and earth, this is the fate of a warrior, no matter how strong a warrior is, it is just a spark of fire, a mayfly shakes the tree, and it is impossible to succeed. Although there will still be many secrets about the immortals in Kyushu, and there will be artifacts left, but after all, it will no longer be an era, and it will eventually slowly dissipate, and there will be traces soon. The old man sighed and spoke.

"Is it really impossible for a martial artist to become an immortal or a god? So what is the point of a martial artist's cultivation? Is the Broken Void really just a rumor?" Yun Xiu was very unwilling in his heart, the Broken Void was the pursuit of every martial artist's life, and now the old man said that it was impossible, and Yun Xiu couldn't accept it for a while.

"What is the meaning of martial arts practice? This has to ask yourself, don't be entangled, follow your heart, you will eventually find its meaning. The old man said.

"What is the meaning of martial arts cultivation?" Yun Xiu was silent, he had struggled with this question countless times and had come to countless conclusions, but at this moment, Yun Xiu's heart was shaken.

"My time is running out, and it will dissipate soon, so I activated the artifact desperately and summoned you here in order to teach you a set of exercises so that it will not dissipate in the long river of history. The old man spoke, lonely and sad.

"Do you want to pass on my exercises?" Yun Xiu couldn't react for a while.

"Hey, the prosperity is over, the glory is gone, everything that once was like the east water flowing in, never returning, what a sad thing to see the destruction of everything with my own eyes, a lonely existence for tens of thousands of years, even hundreds of thousands of years, I should also go. The old man looked at the sky, and the old tears were rampant.

Yun Xiu understood the old man's sadness, but he didn't know how to comfort him, his mind was in chaos, everything the old man said was too unbelievable, and he couldn't breathe in Yun Xiu's heart.

"Now, I will pass on your ancestral dragon duel. The old man said, his cloudy eyes suddenly burst into divine light, as if he had changed a person, his body exuded a powerful aura, with a wave of his hands, the wind and clouds changed color, and countless energies converged towards the old man's hands, the old man ignored Yun Xiu's struggle, his hands pressed on the top of Yun Xiu's head, and countless energies entered Yun Xiu's body with the old man's hands.

"The ancestral dragon is a mythical era, the dragon clan's unpassed technique, and now it is passed on to you, I don't know if it's right to do this? I don't know if you can reproduce its power, it depends on your creation. The old man said, his hands kept moving, controlling the energy that gathered one after another into Yun Xiu's body, constantly refining Yun Xiu's body meridians.

A dragon chant appeared in Yun Xiu's body, and obscure runes were generated in Yun Xiu's mind, engraved in Yun Xiu's mind, and Yun Xiu knew that these obscure runes were what the old man said about the ancestral dragon decision.

The rune is only a few hundred words, but it is vague and difficult to understand, Yun Xiu can't understand a word, fortunately, with the help of the old man, the true yuan in the body runs according to a certain direction trajectory with the old man's movements, slowly flowing and growing in the meridians and blood, and the true yuan of Yun Xiu Taixuangong is completely integrated.

On the South Mountain, a golden halo suddenly appeared on the surface of Yun Xiu's body, which was like a dry corpse, extremely sacred, and his dry body was filled in an instant, as if he was reborn, exuding strong vitality.

A dragon groan, resounding throughout the entire Nanshan, Yun Xiu's body disappeared in an instant, and the giant dragon that turned into a golden day appeared on the Nanshan, appearing in front of the eyes of the Ruchen monks, the breath of destroying the world emanated from the dragon's body, and the bitter bamboo forest turned into ashes in an instant.

At this moment, the momentum of Yun Xiu's eruption was amazing, and a strong man as strong as Monk Ruchen felt a strong crisis, and had no choice but to wrap himself in Qingling and Fasheng Monk, so he had to retreat to a far away place before stopping, looking at the dragon that Yun Xiu had turned into and hovering on the South Mountain.

"Uncle Shi, what happened? Why did my brother suddenly turn into a dragon. Qing Ling was frightened by the sudden change, and asked tremblingly, extremely worried about Yun Xiu's safety.

"Yes, Master, how did Yun Xiu suddenly turn into a dragon. The monk on the side also said with an incredulous face.

When Qin Wuyan came to Nanshan, the monks of Qingling Fasheng had seen Qin Wuyan turn his body into a dragon, and now this situation has also happened to Yun Xiu, several people feel incredible, the most important point is that the breath on Yun Xiu's body at this time is countless times more sacred than Qin Wuyan's, as if he is the Dragon Emperor, which makes several people can't help but have a desire to surrender.