Wu Yang was reborn in the prehistoric world and became a cannon fodder, a little witch soldier.

In this prehistoric world where Daluo is everywhere and Jinxian is worse than dogs, the little witch soldier really has no sense of existence.

Fortunately, Wu Yang awakened the golden finger in time.

[In the first year of rebirth in the prehistoric world, the dragon clan and the Qilin clan fought against Buzhou Mountain, and the witch clan was affected. You successfully escaped the disaster and received rewards: low-grade innate spiritual roots and earth dragon fruit trees. ]

[In the thirty-second year of rebirth in the prehistoric world, the sky flood ravaged the earth and fell, and a large number of witch clans died tragically. You successfully escaped the disaster and received rewards: "Primary Witch Treasure Refining Technique". ]

[Rebirth in the prehistoric world 13,000 years later, the first catastrophe of Longhan ended, the dragon, phoenix, and Qilin clans fell, and the witch clan rose. You successfully survived this catastrophe and received rewards: a drop of the essence of the ancestor witch!]

...,,,,

several years later, Wu Yang has grown into the thirteenth ancestor witch, and the situation of the entire prehistoric world has also changed drastically because of Wu Yang.

Donghuang Taiyi: Wu Yang is in the Wu Clan, when will my demon clan be able to occupy the Heavenly Palace?

Taiqing Saint: Wu Yang has extraordinary talent, I should treat him as a Taoist friend.

Western Two Saints: If Wu Yang is not born in the West, the eternity will be like a long night!

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.

Photographic memory → Memory Palace → Spiritual sea of ​​consciousness → Inner world...

After traveling through time, Wu Wen found that he had no other special abilities, except for the ability to remember everything he saw.

He used the "Memory Palace" memory method to further develop this ability.

Then, by studying the Book of Changes, the Eight Diagrams, and the Qimen Numerology... he absorbed the logical thinking from them, developed a super brain, awakened the spiritual sea of ​​consciousness, and constructed an inner world.

As a sorcerer, he opened his eyes to see the world...

Traveling across the prehistoric continent, Qingxuan became Jianmu, one of the ten innate spiritual roots. This was the Jianmu that was cut down during the era of the Five Emperors.

Fortunately, there is always a way out. Qingxuan successfully transformed with the help of the system.

He was bound to the salted fish system, and he just wanted to lie down and relax. Unexpectedly, the goddess Nuwa did not follow the rules of martial arts and actually eavesdropped on his thoughts.

"The laws of nature are unpredictable. If you don't become a saint, you will end up as an ant."

This makes me laugh to death. If you use the Hongmeng Purple Qi to become a saint, you will become an ant.

Nuwa: “???”

[No system] [Slow start] [Leaning towards traditional] [Not a conspiracy theory] [Personalized modifications]

He traveled to the prehistoric world.

Good news: Although not a naturally born being, he still possesses an extraordinary origin, and he has a significant legend in later generations. His previous incarnation was a true spirit annihilated by karma.

Bad news: Having just transmigrated, I've already been tainted by the karma of heaven and earth, making me a ticking time bomb.

He became known in mythology as the "Five-No True Man," possessing no magical treasures, no battle achievements, no disciples, no mounts, and no lineage.

The arrival of Huanglong brought a new direction to this primordial world.

The protagonist Ji Qing travels to the prehistoric world and becomes the ancestor of humanity, the first human created by Nuwa. However, humanity will soon become sacrifices for the demons to refine the Witch-Slaying Sword. To avert catastrophe, Ji Qing leads humanity in betraying Nuwa and retreating to the prehistoric world. This attracts the attention of various forces, and various crises ensue... Laozi: What!? The human race has retreated, so my chance to become a saint will be postponed indefinitely. Sanqing: Not only yours, but mine has been postponed indefinitely too! The prehistoric world thus enters an age without saints! But after retiring, the ancestor of humanity, Ji Qing, cultivated fervently and achieved sainthood before the Five Saints... The introduction is too short, please move on to the main text, thank you very much! ! !

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...

There is no system, and no harem. After all, I have never experienced it myself, so I can't grasp those details!

An ancient mirror opened up the legend of Chen Yunhao's life. When he became an immortal, the sentence he said most often was that cultivating immortals is not based on hard work and practice...

He traveled to the ancient world and became the first iron-eating beast in the world. He was bound to the god-level salted fish system and was taken in as a battle pet by the ancestor witch Hou Tu.

GunGun said: What cultivation, what comprehension, they are all clouds. This baby can become stronger even if he lies down.

But, for some reason, from that day on, the shit scooper Hou Tu changed.

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My name is Hou Tu, and I am one of the ancient witches.

I raised a big stupid bear, but for some reason, from that day on I could actually hear its voice.

[I, the iron-eating beast, love to drink beast milk! ]

[If you can't even figure this out, what are you doing as an Ancestral Shaman?]

[Zheng Dao, Zheng Dao, are you so impatient to change your name? Well, the war between the lich and the wizard is imminent, I'll move to the underworld ahead of time. This way, when I wake up, the battle might already be over.]

Hou Tu: “???”

Half a life spent in ignorance and naivety, the other half in steady pursuit of truth.

Xuan Ming lived fifty-five muddled years in a foreign world, unaware of his past or purpose. But one day, he awakened—his memories of past and present lives converging. For five years, he secluded himself in the Sutra Library, studying ancient scriptures. Then, in the year of the Jiazi Cycle, when all things renew, he finally transformed—a late bloomer, but destined for greatness.

With the Daoist scripture Huangting Jing as his foundation, he delved into the vast Daoist Canon, seeking enlightenment through diligent study and steadfast cultivation:

After reading 300 scrolls, he grasped the Primordial Foundation Technique.

After 600 scrolls, he comprehended the True Art of Five Thunders.

After 900 scrolls, he mastered the Celestial Spirit-Nurturing Method.

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Observing the movements of the stars, he created the Heavenly Star Formation.

Gazing into the depths of the underworld, he forged the Nine Netherworld Domain.

In his moments of leisure, he watched the flowers bloom and wither before his courtyard, saw the clouds drift and shift across the sky—nurturing his mind and spirit, pursuing inner peace and absolute freedom.

"One who seeks solace beyond the mortal world is not one who polishes mirrors in the dust of society."

Xuan Ming shunned trouble, dedicating himself solely to the Dao.

As for those who obstructed his path and clouded his thoughts—he simply stroked the peachwood sword in his hand and smiled in silence.