Martial Mythology

"You, are you a fairy?"

Xiao Yan looked at the mysterious and ethereal figure in midair with fiery eyes. That figure was no different from the image of a fairy in his illusion. The image of immortal demeanor and ethereal figure was incompatible with this world.

"Gods are gods, and immortals are immortals." Zhang Yu stared at Xiao Yan lightly, "Although gods and immortals are at the same level, they are fundamentally different."

His figure floated down slowly, as if light as nothing, and fell on the ground, with the fairy clothes fluttering in the wind: "Of course, a mortal like you can understand the difference between gods and immortals. In the eyes of mortals, gods I am no different from a fairy, according to your understanding, I am indeed a fairy."

Hearing Zhang Yu's words, Xiao Yan was not only not disappointed, but even more excited.

immortal!

I really met the fairy in the Chinese legend!

More importantly, this immortal mentioned the word Huaxia just now, and he also saw his own details. Doesn't this prove that even if this immortal is not from Huaxia, he must be inextricably related to Huaxia!

"My god! I beg you to take me back to Huaxia!" Xiao Yan is a proud person. Except for his parents and teachers, he does not kneel to the sky, the ground, or anyone. However, at this moment, facing this mysterious Immortal, but he knelt down without hesitation, with tears in his eyes, extremely emotional. He missed his hometown so much, and even dreamed of returning to China.

He is a Chinese, even though his soul is here, even if he has lived in this world for more than ten years, he still feels out of place in this world. A wandering soul in a foreign land, he still often feels lonely, as if he is rejected by this world.

He longed to go back, to the place full of black hair and black eyes speaking Chinese.

"I can't go back." Zhang Yu shook his head calmly.

"How is it possible..." Xiao Yan couldn't believe it, "You are an omnipotent immortal!"

"I am a fairy, but I am not omnipotent." Zhang Yu shook his head and said, "Do you know that there are endless worlds in the turbulent flow of time and space, and the Dou Qi Continent where you are is just an insignificant one of them, similar worlds , Innumerable, the same is true for the universe where the earth is located, but the distance between the two is too far, so far that even I cannot perceive the existence of the earth. If I want to return to the earth, I must know that the universe where the earth is located is here. The coordinates of the boundless space-time, but I strayed into the black hole of space-time and lost my way long ago, and I don’t know the coordinates of the earth and the universe, so let alone you, even I can’t go back..."

Xiao Yan seemed to have suffered a huge blow, this blow was even bigger than the blow Nalan Yanran gave him when he publicly repented of his marriage.

His face was pale, as if struck by lightning, his body was trembling: "How could it be, how could it be..."

"Of course, if the strength is strong enough, you may be able to perceive the existence of the earth and the universe." Zhang Yu said slowly: "However, with my current cultivation base, I can't do it for the time being... I have traveled through thousands of worlds and been to countless worlds. Worlds, Earth-like worlds, I have encountered, but they are more like parallel universes than real Earth."

Why doesn't Zhang Yu want to return to his hometown on Earth?

But he has nothing to do now!

Xiao Yan, who was in despair, seemed to have seen a glimmer of light, his eyes lit up: "Yes, if the cultivation level is high enough, maybe there is still hope to return to Earth!"

He raised his head, looked at Zhang Yu, and asked, "Dare to ask the immortal, what is your cultivation level now? What cultivation level do you need to hope to return to Earth?"

"My cultivation..." The corners of Zhang Yu's mouth raised slightly, and under Xiao Yan's curious and expectant gaze, he said slowly, "Have you heard of Honghuang?"

"Hong Huang?" Xiao Yan hesitated for a moment, "You mean, Pan Gu created the world and transformed himself into Hong Huang?"

Zhang Yu nodded, and said again: "It seems that you have indeed heard the legend of the prehistoric. My cultivation is probably comparable to the saints in the prehistoric. Of course, I have never competed with the saints. I don't know who is stronger or weaker. , maybe a little weaker than a saint, maybe stronger than a saint, but it should not be higher than Daozu Hongjun."

Zhang Yu didn't lie when he said this. His actual cultivation might only be beyond the lower realms, but his real combat power was definitely comparable to that of a prehistoric sage.

Xiao Yan's eyes widened in disbelief: "This...so strong!"

The prehistoric sage, that is the super boss that existed at the beginning of the world, surpassing the immortal gods, living the same life as the heaven and the earth, immortal and immortal, so strong that there is no reason for heaven, and this mysterious immortal in front of him is actually a saint-level existence?

Super boss!

"Did the Great Desolation really exist?" Xiao Yan suddenly thought of something and asked in a startled voice.

"Naturally existed." Zhang Yu nodded without hesitation, "The prehistoric world is one of the top worlds in the endless world. If the saint is the eighth-level powerhouse, and the Taoist ancestor is the eighth-level peak, then the great god Pangu is the ninth-level world." Level or pseudo-ninth level... If you can cultivate to my current level of cultivation in the future, maybe you will be able to get in touch with the secrets of the wilderness."

Xiao Yan was silent for a moment, then asked again: "Then... compared with the legendary Dou Di, who is stronger or weaker?"

Prehistoric saints are immortal beings in legends, possessing eternal life. There are too many legends about saints, but Xiao Yan has no specific cognition of how strong they are, and the same is true in the Douqi Continent. According to the legend of Emperor Dou, even though Emperor Dou has not appeared for ten thousand years and only left endless legends on the mainland, the horror of Emperor Dou has been pursued by people from generation to generation.

"Comparing the Primordial Saint with the Emperor Dou, little guy, you really underestimate the Primordial Saint." Zhang Yu shook his head dumbfounded, "Let me tell you, in front of the Primordial Saint, Doudi is not even a fart... ...If I want to kill a Dou Di, I only need one thought..."

Xiao Yan's breathing became a little short for a moment.

powerful!

Incredibly strong!

He knew that the prehistoric sage was terrifying, but he never thought that he would be so terrifying!

Emperor Dou is the most powerful existence in the legends of this world, and has not been born for ten thousand years. However, such a legendary strongman is as small as an ant in front of the prehistoric sage...

However, when he thought that such a powerful existence would not be able to find a way to return to the earth, Xiao Yan couldn't help feeling desperate.

"Perhaps, only by reaching the ninth level, becoming an existence like the Great God Pan Gu, or even surpassing the Great God Pan Gu, can we hope to return to our hometown." Zhang Yu sighed and said leisurely.

The corner of Xiao Yan's mouth twitched slightly.

As a Chinese, who doesn't know what kind of existence Pan Gu is?

That is the legendary super god who opened up the world and created the whole world!

Not to mention surpassing the Great God Pangu, reaching the pinnacle of this world and becoming the legendary Doudi-level powerhouse is an unattainable wish for Xiao Yan who has just taken a small step on the road of cultivation...

In Xiao Yan's ring, although Yao Lao was restricted in his movements and unable to get out of the ring, his perception of the outside world was not blocked.

He clearly sensed the external situation and heard the conversation between Zhang Yu and Xiao Yan. At the beginning, he was confused and confused. There were a lot of words that he couldn't understand, but as the two continued to talk, Yao Lao gradually understood a little bit, and when Zhang Yu talked about Emperor Dou, the disdainful look made Yao Lao Shocked.

God, what kind of ruthless person is this, who doesn't even pay attention to Emperor Dou!

As far as he knows, the strongest people in the world today are the patriarchs of ancient clans such as the ancient clan, the soul clan, and the thunder clan. , within ten thousand years, no Dou Emperor has been born, and he himself, at his peak, only had Dou Zun's cultivation base, and now there is only a remnant soul left, and his combat power is at most comparable to Dou Wang, or slightly better than Dou Wang .

"Gods and immortals, what kind of terrifying existence are they? What kind of existence is a saint?" Yao Lao seemed to have opened up a whole new world before his eyes, and he had come into contact with incredible secrets. He was even sure that even the ancient clan , The terrifying big clans of the Soul Clan don't know, "The Dou Qi Continent is actually just an insignificant part of the endless world, and there are countless worlds in the boundless time and space..."

The three views of Yao Lao have been completely subverted.

He noticed Xiao Yan's reaction: "This kid has lived under my nose for so many years, yet he hasn't exposed it at all..."

From the conversation between Xiao Yan and Zhang Yu, he vaguely guessed that Xiao Yan might not be from this world, but reincarnated in this world.

It’s just that for some reason, Xiao Yan still retains the memory of his previous life, and the world Xiao Yan lived in in his previous life seems to be an extremely terrifying and incredible world. Not only does this terrifying prehistoric saint-level powerhouse exist, but There are more terrifying existences than that.

secret!

This is definitely a super secret that is enough to cause a sensation in the Dou Qi Continent!

"Little guy, why haven't you cultivated immortality?" Zhang Yu showed a trace of doubt on his face, his puzzled look was lifelike and flawless, "Although your soul has penetrated into this world, the power system in this world is too bad , you are not in the mainstream at all, as a dignified descendant of China, instead of cultivating immortals, you cultivate this messy fighting spirit, it is a disgrace to the people of China!"

Xiao Yan didn't know that Zhang Yu was bragging, he still believed it, blushed, and said awkwardly: "Senior, I, I don't know how to cultivate immortals..."

Zhang Yu frowned: "Can't cultivate immortals? What's the matter? Everyone in China is like a dragon, and all people cultivate immortals, but there are people who don't know how to cultivate immortals? If no one cultivates immortals, wouldn't they become powerful monsters? How can you survive? come down?"

"Senior, you don't know. Although there are still legends about cultivating immortals in China, the method of cultivating immortals has long been lost. The ancient immortals, including those legends, are all considered to be fabricated by the ancients. In modern times, technological civilization is more and more developed. The theory of cultivating immortals has also become a historical legend... As for the monster race, like immortals, they have long disappeared in the long river of history and become a distant legend." Xiao Yan explained: "Senior must have left the earth a long time ago. ?”

"Yes, I have been away from the earth for millions of years. I can't remember exactly how long." Zhang Yu nodded, "But time is the most unpredictable thing. The speed of time in various worlds, It’s different, although I’ve been away from the earth for millions of years, I don’t know how long the time on the earth has passed... Maybe as you said, many years have really passed on the earth. Huaxia, it's gone..."

He showed a look of loss.

"Thousands of millions of years..." Xiao Yan was speechless in his heart, but he said: "Although the predecessors have experienced millions of years in a foreign land, it should only be a few thousand years on Earth."

Zhang Yu raised his eyebrows: "Why?"

"Because senior knows about Huaxia, and considers himself a Huaxia person." Xiao Yan said with great certainty, "The concept of Huaxia was first formed only a few thousand years ago when I crossed over..."

Zhang Yu fell silent, as if thinking about something.

Seeing that Zhang Yu didn't speak, Xiao Yan didn't dare to disturb him.

"After thousands of years, Huaxia has fallen like this..." Zhang Yu sighed after a long time, "Forget it, it's useless to think about the past, so let's not think about it." His eyes fell on Xiao Yan, and he said lightly: " Since you are a descendant of China, and now you meet me in a foreign land, I should teach you the method of cultivating immortals. Don't practice this rough battle qi any more. Face!"

Xiao Yan wanted to learn how to cultivate immortals even in his dreams, but when he heard Zhang Yu say that, he felt like he was dozing off and came to give him a pillow.

Immortal cultivator!

As a Chinese, who doesn't have a dream of cultivating immortals?

Now, a real immortal, no, it should be a big man comparable to a prehistoric sage, who personally taught him the method of cultivating immortals. Xiao Yan was so excited that he seemed to be dreaming, with a sense of unreality of happiness.

"Cultivation of Immortals..." Xiao Yan almost narrowed his eyes with laughter, "I, Xiao Yan, will become the legendary cultivator of Immortals!"