A slow-paced, heartwarming story that grows more brilliant the deeper it goes.

Gu Bai transmigrated into the cultivation world.

His talent was mediocre,

but he possessed one gift—

immortality.

The path to immortality is long and lonely.

Gu Bai didn’t want to provoke anyone,

he simply wished to quietly live in this world

and witness its flourishing rise.

Yet as time passed,

he watched his friends and loved ones grow old and die,

while he could do nothing.

So he chose to pursue the Dao of Medicine.

At first, he only hoped to prolong their lives for a few years,

but gradually, he became a renowned master of the medicinal arts.

He lived through the cultivation world’s golden age,

and witnessed its darkest decline at the end of the Dao.

In every era… his shadow remained.

Counter-culture output + cultivation + live broadcast + Taoist + system + American preaching + no CP + no female lead + non-spiritual resurrection + black belly

This book is also known as: Preaching to America, shocking the Americans every day

Chen Xian, with the Taoist name Xuanyun, is known in the martial arts world as a quality young Taoist priest, the immortal version of the motherland, and a real person with incomparable thoughts.

Motto: I can do whatever I want!

After practicing in the mountains for a year, the Taoist temple was taken away.

Chen Xian: "Please, Heaven, uphold justice and punish the wicked with thunder. Reveal the truth to the world! Lightning Mother and Thunder God, quickly bring down your magical powers and follow me to eliminate evil. Boom boom boom boom, I obey the orders of the Supreme Lord Laojun and act with all urgency!!!"

After five thunderclaps, the fake temple caught fire, shocking the entire nation.

Netizens: "Oh no, he really got it!"

In response to the system's requirements, he exported anti-cultural ideas and went abroad to preach.

American Customs: "Is it okay if I touch your magic weapon?"

Chen Xian: "Please believe in science."

American Customs: "What are these little straw men for?"

Chen Xian: "A spellcasting tool prepared for the enemy."

American Customs: “????”

Reporter: "You said that Taoism can help you cultivate immortality. Do you know any magic?"

Chen Xian fired a palm thunder with his backhand: "I only know a little bit."

American onlookers: "Where did you say you believed in science?!"

Chen Xian: "It's normal, reasonable, and scientific for a Taoist priest to know magic."

The enemy hired assassins to invade the Taoist temple.

Chen Xian held the formation plate in his hand: "The Xiantian leads the Zhoutian, covering the changes of the Zhoutian, the Xiantian Bagua formation appears!"

The Taoist temple formation appeared, and the neighbor next door said: "Ward Fa!!!"

I was reincarnated as a prince in the Qi Dynasty's palace. Fang Wang had a heavenly palace in his mind, where he could let his consciousness enter and practice. Any technique, The ultimate skill can be cultivated to great perfection, and it cannot be released until it is perfect. No matter how long you stay in the heavenly palace, the reality is only a matter of seconds.

At the age of sixteen, Fang Wang entered the realm of martial arts myths without anyone knowing.

However.

One day, Fang Wang heard that Zhou Xue, the adopted daughter of his fourth uncle, had gone crazy and said in the Duke's Mansion that Fang's family was about to be exterminated.

Fang Wang quietly came outside Zhou Xue's house and happened to hear her talking to herself: "Oh, I guess I am also an immortal after all. Now that I am back to my youth, I can't change the fate of my family. Is God deliberately playing tricks on me... Even if it was a month ago, it would not be like this..."

The reborn?

And he’s still an Immortal?

Fang Wang's cognition was broken, and he was shocked but also a little surprised.

Who can practice martial arts if he can cultivate immortality?

…

Having traveled thousands of miles across the mountains and rivers of the mortal world, I am only looking for one immortal method in the world that can make people become immortals instantly.

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]

It was just because when I was reading the novel of Honghuang, I cursed the Styx for living such a pathetic life! My eyes went dark, and I became the Styx that had just transformed in Honghuang. Facing the surging sea of ​​blood, the Styx decided that from now on, he would no longer practice the way of killing, but the way of blood instead.

With the help of the strengthening beads in the sea of ​​consciousness, the Styx began to develop secretly in the sea of ​​blood.

Finally one day, everything that happened in the sea of ​​blood attracted the attention of everyone in the prehistoric world.

Sanqing; "Why is this sea of ​​blood so magnificent? Who is the true descendant of Pangu?"

Jie Yin: "Fellow Daoist Minghe...please teach me..."

Zhunti: "Senior Minghe, please spare me for my brother's sake. I am willing to serve you at my utmost..."

Nuwa: "Fellow Daoist Minghe... Minghe, I want to discuss the way of creation with you!"

……

Looking at the boundless sea of ​​blood in front of him that looked like a holy land, Minghe's eyes showed a little confusion.

"I really didn't think..."

"The Blood Sea is the holy land of the prehistoric world?!"

Chen Qing came to the prehistoric world and became a post-natal human.

Just as the Three Saints announced that the prehistoric world would accept disciples in Kunlun Mountain, he went through hardships and successfully became a disciple of the Tongtian Saint and became an outer disciple of Jiejiao.

When he learned that the earthly immortals would also have a day when their lifespans would end, he decisively chose to create his own practice method.

With the help of his heaven-defying understanding, he created his own practice method, the mythical Daluo practice method.

When Chen Qing was preaching to the saint, he opened up the galaxy, condensed his own Dao fruit, and had his own independent time and space.

Taiqing, Yuqing, and Shangqing looked at each other with disbelief in their eyes.

Is this an earthly immortal? Are you sure this is an earthly immortal?

He broke through to an earthly immortal, why did the true spirit merge into the Dao fruit? Isn't that something that only the Daluo Jinxian can do?

Why did the long river of time and space appear? ? ? Is he really breaking through to an earthly immortal?

Countless years later, when everyone looked at Chen Qing, they saw that he was wrapped in the avenue, indescribable and inexplicable. He had already transcended all time and space, years, and space, and was above all visible and invisible things.

Traveling through the ancient times, Lin Yang became the third son of Yuan Feng, a phoenix egg, soaking in the magma of the Immortal Volcano.

It is also bound to a golden finger of the god-level selection system.

"Ding, the God-level Selection System begins issuing novice tasks: immediately transform into a human form and become the new leader of the Phoenix Clan."

"Choice 1: Accept the mission and you will be rewarded with the 12th-grade Pure World White Lotus."

"Choice 2: Reject the mission and you will be rewarded with one of the Five Innate Flags, the Lidi Yanguang Flag."

Faced with the choice given by the system, Lin Yang hesitated for a while, then decisively chose to refuse...

[Primitive World + No System + No Conspiracy Theory]

A wisp of purple air inexplicably traveled to the chaotic Pangu creation period and combined with the Twelve-Rank Pure World White Lotus, and threw itself into the sea of blood and became Taichu Taoist, the younger brother of Minghe, the lord of the sea of blood.

At the beginning, Taichu just wanted to change the Blood Sea's title as the garbage can of the prehistoric world. However, at some point, many creatures in the prehistoric world began to regard the Blood Sea as a holy place, and even saints would stare at the Blood Sea from time to time.

Taichu also unknowingly discovered that life in the ancient times was not as simple as he thought. Even saints were stuck in the quagmire without knowing it.

He felt that the entire primitive world was filled with endless mysteries.

Is Hongjun the mastermind behind the destruction of the ancient world as later conspiracy theorists believe, or is he a flawless saint?

And what is the truth behind the saint's destruction of the wilderness during the Battle of the Gods?

Did Pangu really fall? What was the real reason for the creation of the primitive world?

Taichu felt that this ancient world was full of countless mysteries, and what choice should Taichu make when all the mysteries were revealed.

hrough the prehistoric world, Lin Yang became a gourd vine, one of the top ten spirit roots, and was able to determine the god-level selection system.

"Choose 1: Transform into a form and become a world, and participate in the disaster, you can get a drop of ancient essence and blood."

"Choose 2: Reject the transformation and stay in the original place, and you can get a pool of three lights and divine water."

Transformation? What's the best thing about transformation?

And I have a piece of vines and what is the use of ancient essence and blood for me? Of course, it does not transform and stays.

What a disaster, it's a horrible thing...

When I woke up, I actually traveled through time and became one of the ten innate spiritual roots in the prehistoric world.

The explosion of the Western Spiritual Vein is imminent. After this catastrophe, one will be led to practice the Six Pure Bamboos...

There was no time left, and it was impossible to transform. Kuzhu had no choice but to embark on a path of stealing the origin of the ancient world and creating his own path.

In this ancient world, the devil is stealing, the way of heaven is stealing, and Hongjun is also stealing. What’s the harm if I add one more?