However, at this moment, Song Ningyan…
He couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
After all, even now, those words…
She didn't believe Jiang Ming either.
She was just curious and wanted to know about the Mythological Era.
"Elder Jiang Ming, it's not that I don't believe you. It's just that those words from before are too unbelievable…"
But after all was said and done, wasn't he still skeptical about this?
Before this, she had already doubted Jiang Ming's words.
Even though they now believed in the existence of the Mythological Era.
But had anyone in this world really seen these?
Song Ningyan wanted to continue.
Jiang Ming smiled indifferently.
He waved his hand and interrupted her.
"How can there be any myths in this world?”
A faint smile appeared in Jiang Ming's eyes.
It was as if he had seen through everything in the world and became calm.
Even when he said these words, he became extremely calm.
"These are just the fantasies of a dying old man!”
"This old man has never seen any of the so-called records.”
Jiang Ming said.
Saintess Song Ningyan was stunned.
He didn't know how to respond.
Because she didn't expect Jiang Ming to be so frank and direct.
Originally.
Song Ningyan thought that Jiang Ming would brag like he always did.
However, he was in a huge contrast now.
She suddenly felt uncomfortable.
In fact, he even had a strong feeling that it was unreal.
Song Ningyan's heart rose.
She couldn't help but look at Jiang Ming in confusion.
Seeing her like this.
Jiang Ming was not surprised at all.
With a faint smile, he said,
"Since you want to know, then this old man will tell you. Holy Maiden, just treat it as a story.”
Coincidentally, his little disciple, Jiang Chuchu, had been looking forward to it for a long time.
She had long wanted to hear the rest of the story.
For a moment, Jiang Chuchu's beautiful eyes were filled with joy.
She ran to Jiang Ming's side with a face full of joy.
He massaged his back and shoulders.
He was exceptionally attentive.
"Master, don't keep me in suspense. Hurry up and tell me!”
He looked at Jiang Chuchu and Song Ningyan's expectant expressions.
Jiang Ming's eyes flashed with a profound meaning.
If it was Jiang Chuchu, he naturally did not need to keep her in suspense.
He even denied what he had said.
After all, Saintess Song Ningyan had always been suspicious of him. She was not as easy to fool as her little disciple, Jiang Chuchu.
Therefore, he changed his method.
Before this, Jiang Ming was still thinking about how he should expand the influence of these things.
He never thought that…
The Saintess 'unexpected arrival was exactly what he wanted!
Therefore.
Jiang Ming also clapped his hands and smiled. A hint of vicissitudes flashed across his eyes.
Just like at this moment.
His eyes could see through the ages.
He was trying to save himself and the two people beside him from this Spirit End Era.
It brought them to the incomparably magnificent Mythological Era.
It was just that the story of that era was too grand.
Jiang Ming hadn't even started to describe it.
His expression, his gaze.
They had become extremely mysterious.
"Ever since Pangu created the world."
"Great God Pangu died from exhaustion after splitting open the sky!”
"A wisp of his clear qi turned into three supreme mighty figures! It's for the Three Pure Ones!"
"The person in the lead is called the Supreme Laozi. He transformed into 3,000 purple qi from the east and took the sky.
The Earth Grand Pure Dao cultivated the Great Oblivion Technique! Kill your own three corpses to prove the Great Dao!"
"The latter is known as the Primordial Heaven Supreme. He nurtured the Nine Heavens Jade Void Divine Lightning and controlled the heavens.
There were thousands of Dharma and Logos in the world, and the heavens were indestructible!”
"The third person is Sect Master Tongtian! Set up a supreme sect! It was to seize a chance of survival for all living beings in the world!”
As Jiang Ming explained, he slowly mentioned one incomparably magnificent existence after another.
Jiang Chuchu and Song Ningyan.
He was stunned on the spot.
His eyes were filled with shock.
The Three Pure Ones, three innate gods, were all extremely powerful existences. No current cultivator could compare to them!
"What happened after that? What happened after that?"
Song Ningyan asked anxiously, which made Jiang Ming smile.
Even if Song Ningyan had doubts, it was precisely this doubt.
It brought her endless curiosity.
As long as he continued to describe it, she would believe him.
"Then, twelve incomparably powerful Ancestors of Sorcery were born from the blood essence of the Great God Pangu!”
"These twelve Ancestors of Sorcery are:
Emperor River: Like a yellow sack, red as cinnabar fire, six feet and four wings, Hundun faceless, the ancestor of space speed.
Goumang: Green as green bamboo, bird body, human face, feet riding two dragons, is the ancestor of the eastern wood.
Zhurong, with the head of a beast and the body of a human, wore red scales, had fire snakes in his ears, and stepped on fire dragons. He was the ancestor of fire in the south.
Rushou, with a human face and a tiger body, wearing golden scales, wings, a snake in his left ear, and two dragons on his feet, is the ancestor of gold in the west.
Gong Gong: The head of a python and the body of a human. He was covered in black scales, and he was standing on a black dragon. His hands were wrapped around a green python. He was the Ancestral Wizard of Water in the north.
[Xuan Ming: Human face, bird body, a green snake hanging from each of its ears, two green snakes under its feet, the Ancestor of Sorcery of Rain/Ice.]
[Houtu: Human body, snake tail, seven hands on the back, two hands in front of the chest, two hands holding the Flying Snake, the Ancestral Witch of the Central Earth.]
Strong Good: Snakes in its mouth, snakes in its hands, tiger head, human body, four hooves, long elbows, Ancestral Wizard of Thunder.
[Candle Dragon: Human head, dragon body, red body, Ancestral Wizard of Time.]
Tianwu: Eight-headed, human-faced, tiger-bodied, and eight-tailed, the ancestor of wind sorcery.
Xi Zi: Human face, bird body, ears hanging green snake, hand holding red snake, is the ancestor of lightning.
Shebi corpse: human face, animal body, ears like dogs, ears hanging green snake, is the ancestor of poison.”
"The Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery are extremely powerful. However, just this incomparably powerful force was enough to shatter the void and step through the sky!”
"They even want to use their strength to prove their Dao!”
As Jiang Ming's description continued to appear in their minds.
They formed one concrete image after another.
Those incomparably powerful figures that stood between heaven and earth.
In an instant, it caused boundless waves to rise in the hearts of the two of them!
The image of the Twelve Ancestors of Sorcery was especially detailed!
This made Song Ningyan even more curious!
How did Jiang Ming know so much?
It was as if he was there!
How could ordinary people be able to see those incomparably powerful existences?
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