When he opened his eyes, Chen Ji had become a low-level casual cultivator in the market town.

It’s a pity that Chen Ji’s poor talent of low-grade mixed spiritual roots made his path of cultivation very difficult.

Fortunately, with the help of a [Wordless Book] that you can progress through, as long as you work hard, you will be rewarded!

[Making talismans], [refining weapons], to protect oneself.

[Alchemy], [array formation], stealing the power of heaven.

[Raising silkworms], [making poisonous insects], and other strange and unusual arts.

There is also [divination], [stargazing], [immortal patterns], [casting spells], [raising ghosts], [making puppets], [taking pulses], [observing qi]...

elixirs, weapons, talismans and arrays, all of which are mastered, and all the methods in the world can be mastered at will.

Chen Ji found another way. He started from cultivating the hundred arts of immortality, practiced immortality steadily, and managed the land. Finally, he found a way to the heavens!

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The world has changed so much, and a hundred thousand years are just the blink of an eye.

In a trance, looking back suddenly, Chen Ji suddenly realized that he had become the Lord of All Arts who had ruled the world for eternity.

"I heard that Daozu Jiuyuan's fire magic is stronger than his water magic. Is that true?"

"Each Daozu has cultivated a path to perfection. Each has his own emphasis. It's normal."

"What about you, Tianzun?" "

Me? I know a little bit of everything,"

Chen Ji said with a chuckle.

[Steady], [Ordinary Flow], [Farming Management], [Cultivating Immortal Arts]

Zhou Yan traveled through the ancient times and became the thirteenth ancestor of the witch clan. Unlike the battle maniacs of the witch clan, Zhou Yan did not like fighting and killing, and he liked to curse others the most.

Zhu Rong: Hey, why is Xiao Shisan speaking like a sissy?

Zhou Yan: Oh! Who is this woman? Look at my "Thousand Charming Spells".

Zhurong instantly transformed into a shy god of fire.

Emperor Jun is going to give birth to a little golden crow.

Zhou Yan: Let’s take a break. I curse you to be impotent.

Di Jun: Ahhhh, what’s wrong with me?

Taiyi's fighting power is unparalleled.

Zhou Yan: Hehe, Taiyi is a real man. I curse you for falling in love with Fuxi at first sight.

Since Zhou Yan appeared in the prehistoric world, everything has been in chaos.

Crossing the flood and wilderness, he became the first human race and the ancestor of the human race pinched by Nuwa at the beginning.

At the beginning, activate the god-level summation system and bind the whole race.

Strength, heels, understanding, and luck are the sum of the whole race.

However, the human race is weak, and its strength is at the bottom of the flooded races, and it has become the blood of the demon race.

In the future, more demons will refine the sword of slaughter witches, set off a great disaster for the human race, and almost destroy the race, resulting in the first tragedy of the flood.

Immediately, Xuantian made a bold decision to lead the human race to retreat to the blessed land of the cave and return to the retreat.

For a moment, the flood saint and many great magicists were dumbfounded!

Taiqing Laozi: The human race has returned to seclusion, and the opportunity for me to prove the Taoism to become a saint is gone?

Di Jun Taiyi: No one has refined the witch sword.

How can we be the opponent of the witch?

Tongtian Yuanshi: Brother can't prove the Taoist saint, how can we prove the Tao?

.................

With the retreat of the human race, Nuwa closed the Guanwa Palace, and the flood entered the era of no saints.

When the human race stepped out of the blessed land again, the terrible pressure belonging to the saint suddenly rose from the flood...

Lu Jun was completely dumbfounded when he opened his eyes—he had transmigrated into the body of the little golden crow in the Lich King arc, what a hellish start!

Fortunately, the decision-making system arrived, giving him a glimmer of hope.

Faced with a choice, Lu Jun realized her mistake and decisively chose to use moral blackmail.

He modified the supreme killing Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Array into a primordial open-source project, and conveniently tied the array to himself.

From then on, his fate was in his own hands: if he lived, he would bring blessings to the world; if he died, the great formation would collapse, the primordial sky would disappear, and the immeasurable calamity would arrive ahead of schedule.

The sage was torn, wanting to advance the Great Kalpa, yet afraid to touch this self-destructing truck.

After all, whoever possesses such karma will die.

Lu Jun: "So it turns out that as long as I have no morals, I can live so happily. What else is there to say? Let's just go and destroy them."

(The rating has just been released and will increase later.)

(This book is also known as: The Primordial Era: The Great Dao is Silent, Only Bestowing Merit), The Primordial Era: The Happy Every Day of the Self-Destructing Truck, The Primordial Era: Lu Jun Frowns, Ready to Explode with the Other Party, The Primordial Era: The Great Dao's Most Beloved Child, The Primordial Era: I Am the Heavenly Emperor, Suppressing All Enemies)

[Fanfiction of the original Mortal novel] Xiao Li journeys through the mortal world of immortal cultivation, drawn into the turbulent world of immortal cultivation, driven by his own aspirations to ascend to immortality. He acquires a companion spirit beast, contracts a spirit beast, becomes its master, and shares its gifts. His gift of clairvoyance reveals treasures everywhere, granting Xiao Li access to countless coveted treasures and elixirs. A dragon's body, a self-healing form, a body of wind and thunder, a true spirit... a myriad of gifts and magical powers aid Xiao Li in his quest for immortality. All the spirit beasts in the world are his to control, and ancient demons and mighty monsters can be slain with a single blow. With countless gifts and talents, Xiao Li breaks through the barriers of heaven and earth and ascends to enlightenment.

In this year, Ji Jingqiu was sixteen years old.

To survive, he meditated upon the Inferno of the Burning House and planted a sacred Bodhi tree, thus embarking on the path of martial cultivation.

Many years later—

A brilliant radiance suddenly rose, illuminating endless darkness.

A towering ancient tree stood verdant and majestic, its canopy vast like an umbrella. Glazed divine light soared into the heavens, supporting a sacred land of a divine kingdom, spanning across countless eons, illuminating the Three Realms and the Ten Directions.

On this day,

All those who practiced martial arts looked up,

like mayflies gazing upon the sky.

…

"Within me grows a Bodhi tree—personally planted when I first set foot on the martial path. Now, it stands vast and towering."

"I have witnessed all that exists in this world—there is none like me."

"That year, I pored over the annals of history. There were no years recorded in those texts, yet as I read them over and over, I saw eight words—

‘The storms of the world, all rise from our generation.’"

…

—Excerpt from The Martial Sun of This Era: The Autobiography of Ji Jingqiu.

Su Mu transmigrated to the prehistoric world and formed a storyteller system! He could earn rewards simply by telling stories! "The zither and drum sound, the iron halberd clangs, the cold light glitters in the starry sky! Humanity has no great emperor, the nine holy bodies battle the heavens!" "At the end of the immortal path, who stands at the peak? A glimpse of the Beginningless Dao brings emptiness!" "The Crimson Peak Spear, the Immortal Shield, slaying all Immortal Kings and destroying the Nine Heavens! At the pinnacle of immortality, I reign supreme! With Anlan, there is heaven!" Su Mu's words drew cheers from all the immortals and gods! Nuwa: "He's always so disjointed, I really want to kidnap him to the Snail Emperor's Palace and make him keep telling stories..." The Tongtian Sect Leader set up the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, looking at the Primordial Heavenly Venerable and the Supreme Lord Laozi. The Primordial Heavenly Venerable: "Tongtian! You..."

Shichen is the Time Devil among the three thousand Chaos Devil.

He is an ordinary human being Shichen, and a Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian in the prehistoric world.

What kind of changes will happen when a soul from the future collides with the body of the Time Devil in the chaotic world?

The me of the past is me, the me of the future is me, or the me of the present is me.

I am me, and I am not me.

All the answers are sought in time.

The paradox of time creates a distortion of fate, thus prying the original trajectory of the prehistoric world...

The great god of Pangu created the world, the ancestor of Hongjun preached to the heavens, the six holy kings came, the heroes gathered together, the heavens and all realms, the divine nature was immortal, came to the world, and the eternal heavenly emperor realized the Tao!

Wang Chengming traveled through time and space to become the scion of a declining desert cultivation family. Lacking both talent and resources, his cultivation progressed as slowly as an old camel traversing the sand. Until he discovered that by growing a single blade of grass amidst the scorching sand, he could steal the essence of heaven and earth. "Growing one level of seabuckthorn is equivalent to ten days of hard cultivation." In the resource-scarce desert, while others desperately sought treasure in the secret realm, he smiled as he planted his thousandth mutant seed. When the enemy's foundation-building efforts threatened the oasis, he raised his hand and summoned a hundred-mile wall of soul-devouring vines. A thousand years later, the Qingsha Wang family had become a colossus in the world of cultivation. The former desert had been transformed into a boundless oasis.