Return of the Ancient Gods

Time flies, and it passes in a flash. It has been two days since I returned to Yuncheng, and the ancestor worship work is almost ready.

On the night before the ancestor worship,

Chu Nan prepared the offerings and went out alone to pay tribute to Yun'er. No matter how decadent he had been in the past three years, this thing had never changed and had become a routine.

The incident with Wang Ge just happened, and something more serious could happen at any time, but the princess looked calm, and simply gave him a few words of advice before letting him leave.

"It's windy at night, be careful not to catch a cold, try to come back as soon as possible!"

"Well, I see!"

"Your Highness the Princess, do you want to..." After Chu Nan walked out the door, Uncle Fu was still a little worried and hesitated in a low voice.

"When the wind and clouds come together, a diver can turn into a dragon. Everyone has his own responsibilities and missions to shoulder. My son has grown up and needs to leave our protection and face the storms on his own." Princess Jinyang looked at Chu Nan's departing back, her nose slightly sour, feeling guilty and reluctant, and said meaningfully,

"I firmly believe that my child will not disappoint anyone."

"..."

In front of a small grave outside Yuncheng,

The grave is covered with thick grass and the wind is cold and gloomy.

Chu Nan knelt on the ground and vented his anger. He drank from the jar of wine and felt as if he had returned to the good old days of listening to music in the brothels.

"Here I am. Before I knew it, another year has passed..."

I don't know how long it took, but the old man appeared out of nowhere like a ghost, coming and going as he pleased. I couldn't catch his presence, but I could feel that he was always by my side.

"Well, since you have accepted me as your master, I will naturally fulfill my duty as a master and teach you."

As he spoke, the old man waved his hand, and a pile of scrolls floated in front of Chu Nan, asking him to choose one of them like a fortune-teller.

Among the all-red scrolls of god-level skills, there is a black scroll mixed in, and it has no level yet, so it is unknown whether it is good or bad.

The ordinary level skills include four levels: Heaven, Earth, Xuan, and Huang. Above that are the divine level skills.

The limit that can be exerted in this land is the virtual god realm, which corresponds to the heavenly level of ordinary skills.

Chu Nan wasn't too interested in god-level skills, but seeing the old man displaying them like cabbages was still jaw-dropping.

But the old man’s purpose in doing this should not be too obvious.

Wouldn't that be digging your own grave?

Chu Nan wanted to reach out and grab it, but the old man reminded him:

"The technique recorded in the black scroll is the best technique here, and it may even be the strongest in the world. However, even though the technique is good, it may not be suitable for everyone. If you cannot practice it, no matter how good the treasure is, it will only be a vase that looks good but is useless."

"..."

Chu Nan's face suddenly darkened. With his extraordinary talent and attributeless physique, he was able to tolerate all kinds of attribute powers and could easily learn anything. Was the old man saying that he was not suitable for this technique?

"You gain only when you give. This is the first lesson I teach you. You only have one chance, so you must seize it!" the old man added.

"Do I have a choice?" Chu Nan muttered and rolled his eyes at the old man. Although he was resentful of the old man's actions, he was not afraid at all.

How can you reach the pinnacle of martial arts if you don’t even have the courage to try?

Taking the black scroll, Chu Nan first read the introduction above:

"Taichu Mingjing, if you practice it to perfection, your soul will be immortal, invulnerable to all attacks, and you will be able to transcend the cycle of reincarnation."

As it slowly opened, a sinister aura rushed towards you, as if countless wronged souls and evil ghosts were crawling out from the underworld, making you shudder.

After just a quick glance, Chu Nan's mind was deeply attracted. The tadpole characters on it seemed to come alive, spreading along his hands and eroding his entire body.

In Chu Nan's perception, the black scroll in his hand faded from its dark color, emitted a golden glow, and turned into pieces of fragments that stuck to his skin all over his body, and moved consciously.

"Ah!" Just as his body was about to be torn apart by the black gold fragments, Chu Nan suddenly woke up, but the residual power was still there, and one hand kept shaking, terrified.

"I almost fell into despair after only one look? What kind of skill is this that has such power?"

The more powerful the soul, not only does it have an advantage in perception, but it is also more immune to illusions and the like.

Since completely unlocking that mysterious memory, Chu Nan's soul strength is completely comparable to that of a strong man who ignited the divine fire, or even better. He is confident and fearless of illusions, but he never thought that he would be so vulnerable in front of this black scroll.

incredible!

The old man was calm, as if everything was expected.

Although he suffered a setback at the beginning, the Taichu Mingjing was not impossible to practice as the old man said. After trying several times, Chu Nan finally adapted to it, and his soul also improved slightly.

"It's actually a very rare soul-related skill, but the first two magical powers of the skill are the physical skill Mysterious Nether Seal and the lightning-type attack magical power. It's really strange."

The Taichu Mingjing has extremely high requirements for the practitioner's body and soul. Even if Chu Nan's physical body breaks through the limit and opens up thirteen mysterious veins, which is completely comparable to the physical body of a pure-blooded beast, his soul strength is only barely reached, which is several times stronger than that of ordinary people.

"The requirements are amazing. Let's see the effect." Chu Nan sat down on the spot and started practicing without thinking. He quickly got into the state, as if this technique was designed for him naturally.

The old man's eyes moved, a little surprised, but he didn't say anything, and quietly protected him.

"He is indeed worthy of being your son, but how far can he go?"

Chu Nan's first practice went very smoothly. After meditating for several hours, he slowly opened his eyes. His whole body was refreshed, just like the black scroll, with a hint of coldness from the underworld.

"For now, I can only master the Mysterious Nether Seal. If I want to reach a higher level, my soul power must have a qualitative leap."