Tai Cang traversed the primordial world and became the god of Mount Tai, a primordial deity, born to bear the responsibilities of heaven and earth.

"The path to immortality seeks transcendence from the mortal world and detachment from worldly affairs, but it also means being separated from heaven and earth and alienated from all living beings..."

Taicang stood atop the mountain, his expression shifting.

"I only know how to take from heaven and earth, but I have forgotten to give back to heaven and earth and repay the kindness of all things. This is not the way I desire!"

"Of the three thousand great paths, all can lead to enlightenment; I choose to live and prosper alongside heaven and earth!"

"Since I was born a god, I shall unite with the Tao!"

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Ten thousand years later.

Zixiao Palace.

Two figures with similar appearances sat facing each other.

"I never expected that my moment of mercy would give you the power to gain consciousness," came the ruthless voice from Hongjun.

Hongjun gave a faint smile, seemingly mocking, "Your so-called benevolence is nothing more than wanting to use my body to make up for the deficiencies in your own origin, and not wanting to harm the origin of my primordial Qi. How can such behavior be called benevolence?"

Upon hearing this, Hongjun's voice was icy: "This world is nothing more than a copy of the primordial world I created. All your struggles and resistance are in vain."

"That anomaly in the Eastern Region was your doing, wasn't it?"

Do you think I have that ability?

"Hongjun" glanced at Hongjun, gave a mocking smile, and slowly faded away.

There was one sentence left unsaid: "You are nothing but a corpse..."

A wisp of true spirit accidentally entered the prehistoric world and merged with a pure ginkgo tree, a top-grade innate spiritual root on Mount Kunlun. In order to condense the primordial spirit, it consumed a lot of its source and fell to a low-grade innate spiritual root. With such a foothold, in front of the top great powers of the prehistoric world, there is inevitably the risk of becoming a servant. In order to avoid turning into ashes in the continuous catastrophes of the prehistoric world, he had to work hard, practice hard day and night, comprehend the truth, and restore his original rank. At the same time, he exerted his original purification talent, constantly mutilated himself, broke off branches and planted them in the earth, transformed into countless incarnations, purified the evil spirits, turbid air, bad luck, etc. in the world, and became a virtuous Taoist in the prehistoric world. Until one day, he found that his clones were everywhere in the nine heavens and ten earths. [It is not a traditional clone flow, nor a fast-paced and refreshing article. Please don’t criticize if you don’t like it. Everyone is welcome to correct me! ]

A wisp of soul accidentally traveled to the ancient times, and awakened in the body of the Azure Lotus of Creation, a wronged person who was struck by lightning since the day he was born. However, he failed to take over the Azure Lotus. Instead, the original Azure Lotus gained intelligence and transformed into twin lotus flowers.

I actually became a substitute.

As a shameless person who calls himself a time traveler, without any system or plug-in, Qingxuan dare not even think about dominating the prehistoric world, punching Hongjun, or stepping on the Three Pure Ones. He just wants to get some merits and get a certificate to protect himself, so as to avoid being judged as an illegal resident of the prehistoric world and dying under the thunder of the great Dao.

"Fellow Daoist, we are destined to meet." Unexpectedly, after carefully sneaking out of Buzhou Mountain, he met a big cheater.

Looking at this big guy who often plays the role of the ultimate sixth brother and the top villain boss in many novels, Qingxuan people are numb.

But I didn't expect that this big guy is such a nice person, very approachable. Could it be that the legend is wrong?

How can you tell the difference between true and false, real and fake when you are in the midst of it all?

(It's more traditional, no system, and has a female protagonist. In addition, I'm not very good at writing straightforward and cool articles, so please bear with me. The logic is online, the pace may be a little slow, and the introduction is weak. I'm looking for support. Thank you! Please don't criticize me too much.)

[No Conspiracy Theory] Journeying to the Sun Star of the Primordial World, before the two Golden Crows developed consciousness, Taiyi merged with Taiyi's essence and devoured Dijun, becoming the sole Golden Crow of the Primordial World, enjoying exclusive fortune. Cultivating immortality is a matter of struggle. Can hiding be avoided? Faced with the impending calamity of witches and demons, Taiyi resolved to fight. He established a time sequence, created demonic scripts, and pacified the sea of ​​blood. He recruited Fuxi, battled the witch clan, and mended the heavens and earth. With merit and virtue, he achieved the throne of Heavenly Emperor. Commanded by Hongjun, he lives a long and prosperous life. Executed first, reported later, with special permission from Hongjun. This is me, Taiyi!

He traveled through the ancient times and became Zhao Gongming, a disciple of Jiejiao.

Thinking of the tragic fate in the future, Zhao Gongming panicked and decisively returned to Jin'ao Island, ready to go into seclusion. A quasi-saint would not go out of seclusion!

Fortunately, I have awakened the invincible retreat system, and I will become stronger as long as I retreat!

In order to avoid tragic experiences in the future, one must practice diligently and seclude oneself for a million years!

"Ding! The host begins his retreat, rewarded with the Hunyuan Dao Pupil!"

"Ding! The host has been in seclusion for a hundred years, and will be rewarded with Pangu's blood!"

"Ding! The host has been in seclusion for a thousand years, and is rewarded with Hongmeng Purple Qi!"

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"Ding! The host has been in seclusion for a million years, and will be rewarded with the Supreme Sword Law of Hongmeng!"

One million years later, the Conferred Gods Ceremony begins, and the Jiejiao Sect is trapped on the Jin'ao Island and in imminent danger!

Zhao Gongming decisively came out of seclusion and killed the Yuanshi Saint with one sword!

Auspiciousness comes in the daytime, and the divine predicts the wind!

By chance, Bai Ze traveled through the ancient times and became the auspicious beast Bai Ze.

Thinking of his own tragic fate in the future, he began to take precautions, plan ahead, and develop steadily.

Heaven?

That's a big pit, don't join it!

Fairyland?

If you are too ambitious, you will be destroyed by the Heavenly Court, so you must never join!

The prehistoric world is full of dangers, and your life may be in danger at any time, and you may be infected with karma...

Bai Ze does not seek to move forward relentlessly, but only wants to make steady progress.

He constantly played to his strengths, sought good fortune and avoided danger, took every step carefully, cultivated his power, created techniques, and practiced magic, thus embarking on a path of enlightenment of his own!

After many years, he attained the Great Dao, controlled the vastness of the world, and looked down upon all living things...

Reborn in the prehistoric world, Lu Pi, the Vairocana Immortal, was led to the Western Cult. In this life, he glimpsed a glimpse of the secrets of heaven. The future Vairocana Buddha, seated on a lotus pedestal, wasn't him, but a Western Cult disciple who had taken over his body! Lu Pi knew that the only way to change his fate was to be prudent and cautious! Thus, he carefully planned his actions, seeking advantage and avoiding disadvantage. Leveraging his knowledge of the prevailing trends in the prehistoric world, he cultivated steadily. He set up formations, collected immortal herbs, refined treasures, cultivated spiritual roots, and accumulated merit... Lu Pi remained cautious throughout his life, never taking the lead. Even as the Lich and Wu clans roiled the prehistoric world in perpetual chaos, even as the Chan and Jie sects raged in despair, Lu Pi, possessor of the richest cave in the prehistoric world, declared: "No matter how turbulent the outside world may be, I remain unmoved, as steadfast as a mountain!" Until that day. Golden light surged into the heavens, and purple air descended from the east. Only then did the bloodthirsty prehistoric immortal...

After traveling through the ancient times, he unexpectedly became a Yiqi immortal with a shallow background in the White Bone Cave of Skull Mountain. He knew that only stability is the true meaning of longevity. From then on, there was no more Yiqi immortal with evil spirits in the world, only the pure masters who devoted themselves to enlightenment. He used Skull Mountain as his foundation, laid an innate formation to lock the secrets of heaven, planted the roots of pure soul to cleanse the evil spirits, and refined the treasures to protect the Tao and wait for the wind and cloud. Let you fight with each other, let the witches and liches bleed, I will sit high in the cave, retreat, practice, and accumulate merit. It was not until the Conferred God Tribulation began and the immortals and gods in the sky were killed to madness that they were shocked to find that a golden wheel of merit had been erected on the Skull Mountain that was not affected by cause and effect. Under the light of the treasure, a Taoist sat leisurely on a cushion, smiling at the visitor: "Daoist friend, please stay. You cannot enter my Skull Mountain without permission."

Wang Shen swatted a mosquito and died suddenly.

He then traveled through the prehistoric world and became the first mosquito in the universe.

He became one of the five most dangerous insects in the prehistoric world: the Blood-Winged Black Mosquito, also known as the Mosquito Taoist.

Facing a fate that would see him first hunted by the Styx and reduced to a homeless dog, then captured and held captive by Zhunti, and finally led to be suppressed beneath the Leiyin Temple, his mind obliterated by Buddhist chants, becoming a puppet of the Western Cult, Wang Shen decided that staying in the West was a good idea!

But just as he was about to flee beyond the boundaries, never to return, a black cloud drifting into the sea of ​​blood caught his attention... "Rāhu's remnant soul? Chicken flavor, crunchy." ... Devouring Rāhu's remnant soul, he inherited the magic path's luck and obtained its greatest treasure.

... Feeling the three layers of blood sea luck surging through him, he glanced at the God-Slaying Spear in his hand and the twelfth-grade World-Destroying Black Lotus at his feet.

Contemplating the allure of the blood sea's immortality, Wang Shen suddenly...

When the Dao and Demon clashed and shattered the heavens, when the Witch and Demon warriors shook the universe, who among the three religions would rise and fall? In the primordial chaos, ferocious beasts reigned supreme, and all the innate gods were still in their growth stages. Wang Hao was reborn in the primordial chaos and unexpectedly found himself as a twelfth-grade green lotus. Thinking of his ultimate fate of being divided among the Three Pure Ones, Wang Hao couldn't help but roar to the sky: "My fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens!" PS: Fan group: 147083987 Hardcore fan group: 264563495 (Undying Dynasty) - Joining requires a fan value of 588