Shamans, those who perform intangible arts, please the gods through dance. They communicate with heaven and earth, worship ancestors, divine good and bad fortune, and ward off evil spirits. With the rise of Taoism and the flourishing of immortality, shamanism was condemned as a heretical path and gradually declined. Now, the path to immortality is severed, but a chart of the Twenty-Eight Constellations has appeared in Xiao Mengke's mind. By practicing unorthodox arts and illuminating the chart, he can enhance his comprehension and increase his cultivation. Spirit writing, raising Gu poison, the Yu Step, face reading, feng shui, curses, summoning souls, nightmares, warding off disasters... with this unorthodox shamanism, I will prove my immortality.

Nuwa: Fat Cat, you can usually bully those innate divine beasts and innate gods who have no backing. Who told you to insult the saint?

Don't you know your own capabilities?

Fat Cat, I don't mind if you usually go fishing, catching birds, or raiding bird nests, but who told you to go and catch Kunpeng and Dijun, and plunder the dojos of the primordial gods?

Nuwa: Fat cat, you're getting upset just because I said a few words to you.

Fat cat, why are you raising your paw? Are you going to hit me?

Bai Chen: Meow meow, I, the great god Bai Chen, love to reason with others and persuade them with virtue!

The innate gods' faces darkened, because Bai Chen's principles and morality could lead to death!

The sacred flame shines brightly!

All my disciples, meow meow meow meow!

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...

Jiang Yuan traveled through a world of resurrected spiritual energy to fend off ferocious beasts, but his talent was too poor and he made no progress. Unexpectedly, at the age of ninety, his talent activated a billion times. World-class skills: one breath, two breaths, complete. Star-level skills: one cup of tea, two cups of tea, complete. Universe-level skills: one hour, two hours, complete. Transcendent-level skills: one day, two days, complete. (This story and characters are purely fictional. Any similarity is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.) [Collapse]

[No female protagonist], [The protagonist only wants to make progress], [Advanced Taoism crushes the backward natives].

(The rating is low because it has just been released, so don’t worry about it)

Bai Lin, a young cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, traveled through time from the prosperous era when True Immortals were as numerous as dogs and Golden Immortals were everywhere, and came to a backward place where the path to immortality was just beginning. He also brought with him all kinds of wonderful methods and his own magical instruments from his previous life.

There are abundant spiritual objects here, but the skills are extremely inferior. Mortals are as humble as grass. Thousands of cultivators have a hard time practicing, and it seems that it will be a long time before they can return to the Nascent Soul stage.

Bai Lin: How can this be possible? In this life, I not only want to become an immortal, but also want everyone to live a good life together!

He took out the method of live grafting and rubbed his spiritual roots with his hands to continue his journey to immortality.

He then took out the magical tool from his previous life and analyzed the path of this world.

Afterwards, he spread the secret technique throughout the East, and everyone lived a good life, and the speed of cultivation increased tenfold.

The price is that they all become talents, signed into slave contracts, and after death they will turn into spirit tablets and become materials.

Later, he relied on his infinite resurrection to cause trouble everywhere, digging here and there, and at the cost of multiple sudden deaths, he stole Tiandao's half-life savings and ran away with the bucket.

While the True Immortals in the upper realms were still worried about having no way forward, Bai Lin had already used the common sense from his previous life to prove that [Tianquan Dongwei Jiangjiewei] and achieved the immortal Golden Immortal.

He used his fruition to create the great Dao. Countless cultivators broke their heads with gold in order to ascend to the throne. Even if they became materials to repair their fruition, they still shouted "Daozu".

Bai Lin was very confused: "I'm treating you like leeks, and you still call me Daozu?"

Transmigrating into the Primordial Era, he becomes Dijun, the future Demon Emperor of the demon race. In a muddled state of mind, he devours Taiyi, another three-legged golden crow, merging the origins of the golden crow into one.

Well aware of the development of primordial mythology and the tragic fate of the demon race, Dijun has no desire to follow the path of the Taiyi brothers.

Demon Emperor? He wouldn’t be one even if begged!

Without a unifying Demon Emperor, the demon race is left leaderless, embroiled in endless conflicts and constant disasters.

Without the demon race as a check, the witch race rises to dominate the Primordial World, while the saints who had expected to reap the benefits of the Lich War begin to panic.

What happened to the promised Lich War?

Why has it turned into endless infighting among the demon race instead?

Ye Qingzhou traveled to the world of immortal cultivation and became a silkworm farmer of his family branch. At the beginning, all the mulberry leaves in the spiritual mulberry forest disappeared mysteriously. Fortunately, he awakened to the druid profession. From then on, he farmed and raised flowers, contracted spiritual beasts, built a sanctuary, and watched the ups and downs of the world.

One thought changes the sea, one dream cleanses the eternity!

Yan Ming is reborn to cover the sky, and becomes the Holy Spirit of Fire in the Holy Cliff of Beidou - the Three-legged Ancient Golden Crow. He

enlightens his mind and nature with the way of dreams, and rises in the era of great contention.

All the strong rise up, and the blood of thousands of people blends. At the end, a crow cries, and the emperor falls.

The ancient golden crow is fully developed, and a period of invincibility begins, covering the sky with a snap of a finger.

Although he has become an emperor with a holy body, he is ultimately no match for the spirit of the sun. !

"The Golden Crow is too strong, and it has taken away the glory that the emperor should have!"

As if it were a reincarnation, many people privately discussed and felt sorry for the holy body.

It is not a good thing for an emperor to be in the same life with Yan Ming, because he is too strong.

"Perhaps, he can be called the strongest holy spirit in history!"

Looking at the fairy bell in front of him, the old emperor of the Immortal Mountain sighed...

Crossing the old golden crow, carrying the fate of the ancient golden crow with the holy body, this is the road of proof that belongs only to Yan Ming!

After Bai Zhen died suddenly, he was reborn in the prehistoric period and became the first fox in the world. Let's see how Bai Zhen leads the fox clan to rise. He is no longer the existence that everyone can bully!

Crows cry in the cold night, and the young man embarks on the road to immortality.

Han Yu curled up in the corner of the broken courtyard, dying.

Until the crow landed on his shoulder——

"Child, hand over your treasure, and I will teach you skills." The old Taoist in black robe had a hoarse voice. Han Yu handed over the ancestral immortality token, but quietly copied a second one in his palm.

From then on, his immortality journey had an iron rule:

Everything I touch is mine!

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This book is also known as "About the Matter of How I Made Money in the Immortal Cultivation World by Copying", "Raising Crows on the Immortal Cultivation Road!" "This errand boy is obviously super strong but overly cautious"