[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!

Li Xuan traveled through the world of the Desolate Era and became a member of the ancient human tribe, the Li clan. However, Li Xuan's time of travel wasn't ideal. He was still in the Pangu Chaos Realm, the Infernal Chaos Realm hadn't yet collided, the Three Realms hadn't yet taken shape, the Chiming Nine Heavens Diagram hadn't yet been created by Chiming Daozu, Nuwa was still only a patriarchal deity, and even Sanshou Daoren, known as the ultimate master of easy wins in the Desolate Chaos Universe, hadn't yet founded the Zhaixing Mansion... Familiar opportunities had barely materialized. What should he do? At this moment, a lotus platform appeared in Li Xuan's mind... [Place Human-level Magical Weapon: Amethyst Sword to obtain Amethyst Swordsmanship] [Place Earth-level Magical Weapon: Earth Core Furnace to obtain First-Rank Earth Fire] [Place Heaven-level Magical Weapon: Nine Thunder Staff to obtain Nine Heavens Thunder Controlling Technique!] [.......] [Place Cosmic Treasure: Broken Sword to gain insights into the origins of the Chaos Universe Sword Dao!] So, what if he placed the entire Chaos Universe? Having become the Ultimate Supreme, Li Xuan couldn't help but conjure this incredibly bold idea...

Introduction: Traveling through the wilderness, becoming a sacred soil. After countless years of cultivation, he discovered that he had a companion spiritual treasure "Earth Book" and a spiritual root "Ginseng Fruit Tree", and realized that he was Zhen Yuanzi. Thinking of his high level of cultivation and seniority. During the Journey to the West, he had to endure the ginseng fruit tree being knocked over, and became sworn brothers with a monkey, which was extremely humiliating. If I live again, I must not suffer such humiliation. Wanshou Mountain is in the West. Jie Yin and Zhunti can represent the West, and so can I, Zhen Yuanzi! Hongjun owes the West cause and effect, and I, Zhen Yuanzi, represent the orthodoxy of the West, which is equivalent to Hongjun owing me, Zhen Yuanzi, cause and effect. In this life, Zhen Yuanzi vowed to revitalize the West. The saint of the wilderness, when there is

"Down with the tyranny of the Three Pure Ones, the primordial world belongs to the Great Luo."

"Pangu takes turns sitting, this year it's my turn."

"A great Luo who doesn't aspire to be like Pangu is not a good great Luo."

...

“Fellow Daoist Xuan Yuan, the Three Pure Ones have been in power for twelve Pangu eras now, and the Great Luo Heavens have suffered for too long! I beg your help.”

Xuan Yuan looked at Hou Tu in front of him, then at the ten burly men standing behind her...

His lips twitched involuntarily, revealing a bitter smile.

Can I... say no?

There have been constant disputes since the beginning of the prehistoric world, and countless gods have been fighting for the great way.

Wang Chen was born in the boundless starry sky and became the innate sacred being nurtured by the Purple Star.

As a soul that traveled from Blue Star, Wang Chen looked at the boundless starry sky and decided to take a path that was different from other gods in the prehistoric world.

The stars will be opened up into small worlds, and countless creatures will be born from them. The great Dao that each creature comprehends will become Wang Chen's nourishment.

After traveling through the primordial world and becoming Guangchengzi, the future eldest brother of the Xianjiao sect, Chen Guang felt neither good nor bad. The thought of having his three crown flowers shaved off during the Conferred Gods Battle filled him with shame! But as the leader of the Twelve Golden Immortals, Guangchengzi sighed and could only strive to improve himself and protect his fellow disciples. Fortunately, the Xianjiao sect possessed countless magical powers, the first of which horrified the gods of the primordial world. "Duobao, since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust. The Ten Thousand Immortals Formation is nothing. Behold my Jade Void Palace's most powerful technique, the Great Summoning Technique: Summon Yuanshi Tianzun!" "Yunxiao, do you want me to choose between a group fight or a one-on-one duel? Yes, a group fight means we all fight you, and a one-on-one duel means you fight us all!" "Third Uncle, please forgive my disrespect. Junior disciples, form the Twelve Dutian Qingling Formation! Summon Yuqing Zhen...

Lin Xuan's journey through time was a hellish beginning, as he became a minor land deity during the newly established Zhou Dynasty. Fortunately, deep within his soul, an ancient scroll, the "Record of Merits," became Lin Xuan's only recourse. "Saving one person earns ten points of merit; exterminating one demon earns a hundred; combing the earth's veins and benefiting the region brings immeasurable merit..." Exchange for fifty years of cultivation: 400 points of merit; ascending to the position of City God: 100,000 points of merit... Looking at the dazzling array of exchanges in the "Record of Merits," Lin Xuan realized: This wasn't a hellish start; this was a clear start! From then on, Lin Xuan transformed himself into the most diligent of Shinto oxen and horses. Within his domain, the weather was favorable, and evil spirits were eradicated. Outside, he saw injustice and earned merit. Lin Xuan quietly saved his "money," silently exchanging it for whatever resources would enhance his power. As time passed, the once insignificant land became a place ruled by...

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...

(PS: Multiple works with over a million words have already been published, so feel free to read.) (PS: The first instance depicts Journey to the West, the second instance depicts the Conferred Gods Battle between the Jie and Chan sects, and the third instance depicts the War between the Lich and the Wizard.) In the Dharma-Ending Age, spiritual energy gradually revives. With the historical gap in Daxia Taoism, Ren Xing develops "Honghuang" to revive the myth! Everyone treats this game as just another one. Until, a young Taoist priest gains inheritance within it. From then on, the landscape of the world of immortal cultivation suddenly shifts. Kunlun Taoist School. "Wake up, wake up! Everyone, get ready and log in!" an old Taoist priest pointed at the crowd, angrily scolding them. "So many people can't even handle a single horse, how can you sleep at your level?" "Cultivating immortality is like a thousand troops crossing a single-plank bridge!" Someone asked a new generation Taoist master, "Why did you succeed?" he retorted. "Have you seen what it looks like at the second quarter of the Yin hour in Honghuang?" "My friend list is empty. I'm the only one online." "…" "I won't say anymore. I'm going to log in to help a kid steal his father's pagoda." "He promised me that he would teach me how to do anything after I succeed." As the war was about to begin, pairs of arms, some young and some old, rose from the ground. "I will fight for a hundred days and clear the "Honghuang"!" This book is also known as: "How to cultivate immortality without playing games?" "Designated cultivation materials of the Daxia Taoist Association" "Saint? If I call you, do you dare to show your health bar?"

"Senior Tenth Brother is copying scriptures in the side hall again?" "Oh, what a coward! Last time Master asked him to subdue the demon ape, he pretended to be sick and hid for three months!" "When the Conferred God Tribulation comes, this guy without any chance will be the first to be taken away by Heaven!" The discussion in Yuxu Palace drifted into his ears. Su Mo wrote the last word "Tao" without raising his head - the scripture in front of him had been marked by the system with seventeen "calculations left by the saints". "Ding! The fragments of the Conferred God List have been detected. If the host is named, the chance of survival is: 0.3%. Suggested strategy: let the eldest disciple Guangchengzi 'accidentally' see the 'secret letter from the Jiejiao spy' that you hid in the Sutra Pavilion." While everyone was still measuring