I know this ancient god

After Tang Xuan finished reading the new mission, he grabbed his hair and started thinking. Direct interference is not allowed, which means that he is not allowed to use the No. 1 support character, the neutron battle star or his own abilities to suppress the ancient god.

On the surface, it seems to increase the difficulty of his mission, but on a deeper level, it seems to have a meaning of helping the development of the Federation. Because only the Federation is strong enough to defeat the three ancient gods without his direct interference.

Tang Xuan was a little confused.

He is now almost certain that all the tasks on this game board are issued by [Jigu], but why does [Jigu] want to help the Federation?

Is it because He once held [Heroic Power] and was used to being a god?

Tang Xuan couldn't understand it for the moment.

But this is also a good thing, but how can he help the federation? Simply providing technology is obviously not enough.

To suppress three ancient gods within a year, the Federation might not have time to digest the technology he provided and transform it into powerful weapons.

But apart from sending technology, what else can he do? What else can he do?

Tang Xuan had a headache.

It would be great if you could use Neutron Battle Stars to make some weapons and give them to the Federation, but those weapons should also be within the restrictions.

"What is direct intervention?" Tang Xuan asked, staring at the game board, "Can I use the Neutron Battle Star to make something for the Federation?"

Small silver words scroll silently: The way to complete the task is limited to technical gifts and training guidance.

Tang Xuan's brows gradually furrowed, and he asked tentatively: "Do you have any suggestions?"

Small silver letters scroll silently: I have observed that you have products from the ancient iteration of the Fairy Era. You can try to contact them.

Golden dragon scissors, a product of the Immortal Era?

Tang Xuan hesitantly took out a pair of golden scissors from his breast pocket.

Click click click

The golden dragon scissors shook listlessly.

Since being dropped by Tang Xuan last time, the golden scissors have become wilted. It seemed that he had used too much force at that time, and the floor made of neutron star material was too hard.

Tang Xuan stared at the golden scissors and thought.

He didn't know why the Immortal Era passed away, but those powerful immortals in mythology still existed, and could influence reality through artificial godhead technology, and even descend into reality.

Although Lin Wan and others did not show any strength stronger than the ancient gods when fighting with sub-god weapons, as a separately named era, the power of the immortals should be far more than this.

Create the heaven and earth, reshape the heavens, fix the earth’s geomantic omen, water, fire

Tang Xuan's heartbeat gradually accelerated.

If the Federation could possess those powerful spells in mythology that could change the world at every turn, even if it only learned a few superficial skills, it should be enough to deal with the newly resurrected ancient gods. And since the small silver letters reminded him to contact the Immortal Era, then this matter is feasible.

"Why do you keep staring at me?" Jin Jiaojian trembled uneasily, "You don't have any evil intentions towards me, do you? I am a scissor with a master."

Tang Xuan blinked. He did not hide his thoughts, but asked directly: "What happened in your era, and why did it decline?"

The golden dragon scissors did not evade, and answered honestly: "We have encountered the Age of Dharma Ending, and we have not survived it."

"What is the Age of Dharma Ending?"

Jin Jiao Shen trembled, as if he remembered something bad. It opened and closed reluctantly twice, and then whispered: "Can you change the question?"

"It's been a long time, what can't be said?" Tang Xuan asked reluctantly, "I see that you are half-dead now, maybe I can help you?"

Jin Jiaojian hesitated for a while and then said: "Okay, but I will only tell you once, and don't ask again in the future."

Tang Xuan nodded.

"When things reach their extremes, they must turn against each other; when they reach their peak, they will eventually decline."

"That day, the Taoist ancestor who had been missing for a long time suddenly returned."

"He preached to all sentient beings, saying"

In Jin Jiaojian's sad voice, Tang Xuan walked into the bygone immortal era from Jin Jiaojian's perspective.

It seemed to be a wonderful time without disputes.

The prehistoric land was boundless, rich in products, and prosperous in education. Neither hunger nor hatred can grow here, and all living beings can find their own place in the movement of heaven and settle in their own place.

One day, a golden stream of light fell into the flowers.

"Sister, Qiong Xiao bullied me!"

"She insisted that I give Dragon Subduing Arhat a phoenix tail braid!"

"Otherwise you won't polish me."

The golden stream of light rushed into the arms of a fairy in a white skirt.

The fairy chuckled: "Then just follow her."

"But Arhat Subduing the Dragon is bald!" Jin Jiao Shear said angrily, "Qiong Xiao just doesn't want to sharpen it for me! He wants me to cut faster, but he doesn't want to sharpen it for me. How can this be possible?"

Suddenly, a voice as clear as an oriole came from the clouds in the sky: "Okay, how dare you complain to your sister!"

Then a fairy in a blue skirt rushed out.

The fairy in the green skirt came straight to the golden dragon.

The golden dragon was so frightened that it got under the skirt of the fairy in the white skirt. It trembled and said: "Sister, help me!"

The fairy in the white skirt tilted her beautiful eyes slightly: "Little sister, if you don't practice well, you will just mess around all day long. If you do this again, I will punish you."

The fairy in green skirt lowered her head pitifully.

"Sister, I know I was wrong."

She glared at Jin Jiaojian calmly, and at the same time said through a message: "Hmph, let's see how I deal with you later!"

The golden dragon scissors trembled violently.

The fairy in the white skirt felt the movement of Jin Jiao's scissors on her chest, and a helpless smile appeared on her face. She knew that Qiong Xiao must have secretly threatened Jin Jiao's scissors.

Just when she was about to say something more severe to make Qiong Xiao calm down, the sky suddenly changed, and the clear blue sky turned gloomy in just a few seconds.

Fairy Qingqun raised her head in confusion.

The light in the sky seemed to be swallowed up by something, getting weaker and weaker until it was dark, and then a strange aura filled the air from nowhere.

The expression in the fairy's eyes suddenly changed.

She lost her voice and said: "Dao Ancestor?!"

Hearing the name from her sister's mouth, Fairy Qingqun's expression also changed. She raised her head and looked into the infinite distance, with a look of reminiscence in her eyes: "Taozu and several masters went to explore the sky beyond the sky. They have already gone. I can’t remember clearly, but I finally came back.”

She turned around and asked the fairy in the white skirt: "Sister, the master should be back too. Let's go and visit him later."

Her voice was lively, but the Fairy in the White Skirt looked solemn. The Fairy in the White Skirt said worriedly: "Little sister, do you feel it? Dao Ancestor's aura seems to be a little disordered."

Fairy Qingqun was reminded, and she sensed carefully, and indeed she noticed every trace of strangeness in the vast aura. The strong sense of dissonance was like a few conspicuous cracks on a smooth mirror.

The fairy in green skirt was shocked.

"The Dao Ancestor is injured? He is a Taoist!"

"What did they encounter in the outer world?"

"Is the master also injured?"

At this time, a vicissitudes of voice came from outside the sky: "The prehistoric era is coming to an end. You should work together with me and do whatever it takes to provide a glimmer of hope for all living beings."

A lone beam of light lit up in the darkness of the sky. In the light stood seven people, their figures were hazy, and each one exuded a majestic aura.