On the top of Xiaoshenxiao Mountain, two people sat facing each other and drank.
"Gu Gu Gu Gu..." The skinny old Taoist priest lifted up the ten kilogram wine jar and made a sound like a whale swallowing water. In just a few breaths, the old Taoist priest put down the wine jar that he had finished drinking and reached out to wipe it.
Mouth, face full of intoxication: "It's great, I've never had such a good wine before. This is the top barbarian blood brew of the Tianman tribe, but it seems to be a little different."
"It's brewed with barbaric blood." Lin Xiao responded. As for the rest, he didn't elaborate on it and didn't plan to say it either.
"One more altar." The old Taoist priest said unceremoniously, and Lin Xiao immediately took out ten altars. After all, the old Taoist priest defeated the Zhou family's martial arts legend Zhou Xianguang, saved his own life and saved the little god Xiaoshan. His kindness is as heavy as a mountain.
, it’s just ten jars of barbarian blood brew, it’s nothing. The old Taoist priest smiled happily when he saw ten jars of barbarian blood brew: “Not bad, not bad, I’m very knowledgeable. If you want to ask, just ask. The old Taoist who can tell you won’t.
hide."
"What do you call senior?" Lin Xiao asked first.
"I have no longer used my common name since I started practicing Taoism. You can just call me Kuxuan." The old Taoist priest opened another jar of Barbarian Blood Brew and said with a smile.
"Senior Ku Xuan, why are you here?" Lin Xiao asked his inner doubts.
It's impossible to come here for no reason, nor is it just a coincidence.
"The old guy told me." Old Taoist priest Ku Xuan drank the second jar of Barbarian Blood Brewing in one gulp and responded after belching.
"Old..." Lin Xiao was stunned. This old Taoist priest Ku Xuan looked quite old. He was still a martial arts legend. He must have lived from many years ago to the present. He is an old guy himself. The old guy in his mouth
How old is he?
Lin Xiao pondered, who was the old guy mentioned by the old Taoist priest Ku Xuan?
Tell him that he is coming to save you?
Not relatives, not friends?
No, it must be related.
"Senior Ku Xuan, who is the old... senior you are talking about?" Lin Xiao continued to ask.
"It can't be said." The old Taoist priest shook his head and responded, "You will know when we meet you later."
"Thank you, senior, for saving me. I respect you." Seeing that the other party refused to say anything, Lin Xiao could only suppress his inner curiosity, then opened a jar of wine, raised it as a gesture, and drank heavily.
"Okay." The old Taoist priest also opened the third jar of barbaric blood brew and started drinking.
"Senior, what kind of realm is the myth of martial arts?" Lin Xiao asked after drinking a jar of barbaric blood brew while refining the energy in it to improve his cultivation.
"Martial arts saints are for the golden elixir realm, and you are now. Martial arts myths are for the Yuanshen realm." Old Taoist priest Ku Xuan shook his head and said. He didn't know whether he was drunk or just used to it: "The martial arts golden elixir is extremely condensed, and it can pass through thunder.
The calamity is broken first and then established, and a little spirit is conceived in the golden elixir, which is the Yuan Shen. The Yuan Shen carries all its own power and has a lifespan of at least a thousand years."
The old Taoist priest Ku Xuan said concisely and concisely, and Lin Xiao understood the meaning of his words as soon as he heard it.
The martial arts myth is the Yuanshen realm, and it has at least a thousand years of life, which is a very long year. After all, the Dayun Dynasty has only been more than 600 years ago, and it is less than 700 years. A strong martial arts myth can survive from Dayan.
The dynasty has survived to this day.
It seemed that he drank too much and the old Taoist priest talked more.
"Thousands of years ago, the sky
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The earth's vitality begins to decline and is not enough to support the Yuanshen realm. Many Yuanshen realms can only use various means to live in seclusion, extend their lifespan, and wait for the heaven and earth's vitality to reappear again." Old Taoist priest Ku Xuan shook his head and said: "But
Self-imposed seclusion is just a way to delay death. Some Yuanshen realms cannot survive until their vitality reappears. Some Yuanshen realms are luckier. I am the old one."
"Senior, is the gap between the Golden Core Realm and the Yuanshen Realm really that big?" Lin Xiao asked another question.
"It's very big, but it's not big even if it's not." Old Taoist priest Ku Xuan said with a smile, and then pointed at Lin Xiao: "For example, Clay Statue boy, with the power you just exploded, it is actually barely comparable to the God of Spirits.
It’s over.”
"Then why?" Lin Xiao was puzzled, very puzzled. Since he could barely compete with the realm of the gods, why was he not his opponent? It was fine if he was not his opponent. It was understandable. After all, it was just barely, but it was not the case just now. It was completely
The kind that gets crushed.
This reluctance is too reluctant, isn't it?
"Haha, the golden elixir destroys the Yuan Shen Gathering, the Yuan Shen merges into one's own soul, the essence, energy, spirit and even all the power become one and turn into divine power. The divine power is not comparable to the power of the Golden elixir realm. It is completely a gap between the two levels. Even if
They have the same amount of power, but the essential gap cannot be bridged." Old Taoist priest Ku Xuan laughed and said: "If the power of the Jindan realm is compared to wood and stone, then the divine power of the Yuanshen realm is the hundred-refined steel."
Lin Xiao suddenly realized.
So that's it, it turns out that going from the Golden Core Realm to the Yuanshen Realm is not only an improvement in realm, but also a transformation in strength, a complete transformation.
Divine power!
What kind of power is that?
In addition, Lin Xiao was also surprised by the power of the Yuanshen realm. After he used the inner demon seal, his power increased dramatically. He was almost invincible at the level of a martial arts saint, but he could barely match the power of the Yuanshen realm.
Just close.
The gap between martial arts saints and martial arts myths is wider than I imagined. It's like a chasm.
"In the ancient times, there were as many masters as dogs, and golden elixirs were everywhere, but there were not so many souls." The old Taoist priest Ku Xuan concluded.
At this point, Lin Xiao's interest was completely aroused and he took this opportunity to ask more questions.
For example, what was the mythical age like in ancient times?
What is the Ancient God's Court?
In addition to the ancient divine court, what other mythical powerhouses were there in the Age of Mythology?
What is the difference between the mythical powerful men in the realm of dynasties and other realms of country?
Lin Xiao asked questions one after another, and the old Taoist priest Ku Xuan just said what he could. He presented the wonderful things of the Mythical Age in Lin Xiao's mind in just a few words. From this, Lin Xiao gained more knowledge about the Mythical Age.
Understand and yearn for it more and more.
It was an era when strong men emerged in large numbers, and it was a wonderful world.
In that era, there were many martial arts myths claiming to be gods. Of course, the overall proportion was definitely far lower than that of other martial arts practitioners. After all, that era could be called an era of universal martial arts practice. Everyone practiced martial arts and everyone was like a dragon.
Even traders and foot soldiers have martial arts at their disposal, ranging from external training to internal training, to real martial arts, etc.
The martial arts myths were high above, ruling the world like gods. That era was also an era of chaos. Disputes arose everywhere. It was the competition between the martial arts myths. The warriors under each other's subordinates were also killed by each other. Human lives were like ants, and lives were lost.
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The soul was in ruins until the divine court was established.
When the Divine Court, headed by the Divine Emperor, was established, nine divine kings and three thousand divine guards swept across the world, acting on behalf of heaven to eliminate chaos, curb all disputes, and stabilize the world.
After establishing a divine court, regulating the world, promulgating divine canons, and setting rules, the world gradually got rid of disputes. Of course, the ones that got rid of were major disputes, and some small disputes still existed.
In the ninety-ninth year after Shenting established the world, an evil demon from outside invaded, called the Red Dragon Great Demon. He attempted to massacre the world, but was stopped by Shenting. However, some criminals who disobeyed the rules of Shenting or violated the canons of Shenting sought refuge with the Red Dragon.
The Great Demon God Dragon created the Red Dragon Demon Mountain. After that, the Red Dragon Demon Mountain and the Divine Court, headed by the Great Red Dragon Demon God, launched a hundred-year-long fierce battle, resulting in heavy losses. In the end, the Red Dragon Demon Mountain was defeated and the Mountain was cut off.
The Red Dragon Great Demon Lord Ye Feng Shenjun suppressed it at the bottom of the Demon Mountain with his sword, and the Divine Courtyard was sealed with a large formation.
Lin Xiao thought for no reason about the broken knife he had obtained in the Dragon Gang's secret warehouse. He had seen some scenes from the broken knife. It was a great battle, a world-destroying battle. Could it be that in ancient times, the Divine Court and the
The battle between the Red Dragon Demon Mountain?
Lin Xiao didn't know if it was true or not. It was just some fragments and it was difficult to make an accurate judgment.
"Gu Tianming's true identity was suppressed. I wonder who his true identity is?" Lin Xiao suddenly had another thought, and then his face changed slightly and a strange thought came to his mind: "Could his true identity be the Red Dragon Great Demon God?
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"No, no, it shouldn't happen." Lin Xiao shook his head repeatedly.
According to the old Taoist priest Ku Xuan, the Yuanshen realm is divided into low-level, middle-level, high-level and top-level. The Red Dragon Great Demon God must be a top-level Yuanshen realm strongman, and he was beaten to the point where he was unable to fight back.
Zhou Xianguang, who would most likely have been killed if old Taoist priest Ku Xuan hadn't appeared, was only in the low-level Yuanshen realm.
If Gu Tianming himself is really the Red Dragon Great Demon God, he is very sure of getting out of trouble according to that meaning. Once he gets out of trouble, he will definitely be killed.
For a moment, Lin Xiao's pressure increased greatly, and his heart began to turn rapidly. Should he disband the Xiaoshenxiao Mountain, find a corner to hide himself, and hide incognito until the Yuanshen Realm of Breakthrough continued to improve before leaving the mountain?
No, Gu Tianming's true identity should not be the Red Dragon Great Demon God... right?
Shaking his head vigorously, he shook this terrible guess out of his head. He couldn't think too much. Regardless of whether it was true or not, he now had to do his best to improve his cultivation and strength. It seemed that he couldn't stay here any longer. He had to go out and wander around.
Look for opportunities.
According to what the old Taoist priest Ku Xuan just said, some powerful people in the Yuanshen realm claimed to be reclusive, but they could not wait for the reappearance of the vitality of heaven and earth. Now they have died and died. The place where they died is also a place of chance.
"Boy, the great age has come, and the Yuanshen Realm from ancient times has appeared one after another. In this era, there are already people who have broken through the Yuanshen Realm, and those thieves from Gulin Temple will definitely not let you go. You need more information.
What a strong strength." The old Taoist priest Ku Xuan shook his head and stood up. With a wave of his hand, the barbaric blood brew on the ground disappeared. Seeing this, Lin Xiao immediately took out another hundred jars of barbarian blood brew. The old Taoist priest also collected it without politeness.
Go, and immediately, a small white jade bottle appeared in his hand and flew towards Lin Xiao: "There is a drop of Yuanshen liquid in it. After taking it, you can turn all your strength into divine power in a short time. With your physical strength, you should be able to
Hold on, but use with caution.”
"Let's go, boy, you have to work hard, otherwise it will be very miserable." Laughing loudly, the old Taoist priest Ku Xuan stood up in the air, swaying as if he was drunk, blinked, and disappeared into the forest sky.