Exploring Weird Lands: Playing as Unshakable Bilian at the beginning

The white-haired figure chuckled lightly: "Jianmu, it is because it absorbs the aura of heaven and earth crazily and uses it to reproduce. In just a thousand years, it has already bred wisdom, and its roots are intertwined, spreading to all corners of the entire Blue Star, even the sky. It has its own fingers."

"At first people didn't care, but when the first cultivator was sucked dry by Jian Mu..."

"the second……"

"The third……"

"People were finally scared and united to deal with Jianmu, but they suddenly discovered that Jianmu had grown to a terrifying state. Just a branch is comparable to the flying sword of a Mahayana cultivator!"

"As more and more cultivators were hunted down, people began to flee towards the Tianzhu, wanting to escape to the fairy world, but at this time, the Tianzhu had been climbed to two-thirds by the vines of Jianmu. "

"The people who were in the fairyland at that time decided to cut off the Tianzhu of Buzhou Mountain to prevent the erosion of the fairyland."

"The term "Jianmu Tongtian" and the legend that Gonggong angered Buzhou Mountain also originated from this.

"After the collapse of the Tianzhu, there is no hope for the human beings in the human world, and they are allowed to be slaughtered by Jianmu."

"At this moment, a god-man came out, saved some human beings, and is also the founder of the things in your body."

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"If you use the words of your humans, he can be regarded as a natural waste."

"There is no way to practice, I was expelled from the mountain gate, and I had no choice but to work in a machinery factory..."

Chu Lan tilted her head, why is this plot so similar to a fantasy novel?

The white-haired figure over there continued to explain: "He has a very high talent in machinery, and he can make all kinds of things by himself in just a few years."

"His contribution is to create the things in your body in the era when spiritual energy was monopolized by Jianmu, and he discovered the fairyland on earth, returning to the ruins."

"This is the only place that has not been touched by Jianmu's roots. Before the fairy world prepared to send down a flood to cleanse Blue Star, he brought some humans to Guixu to escape the catastrophe."

"Later, the continent was cleaned and roasted by the Golden Crow for a hundred years. Jianmu lost its nutrients and completely withered."

"And the humans on the blue star are all gone, and the entire planet has become ruins."

"The human beings who hid in the ruins came out again to reproduce and live. As time went by, human beings gradually prospered, but the old Jianmu buried seeds everywhere, ready to move."

Chu Lan just felt like he was listening to a fairy tale. He scratched his head, but couldn't find anything to refute.

Now there are many comments on the Internet saying that there were prehistoric humans before the ape-man, but this prehistoric human is actually a combination of immortal cultivation and technology, which sounds too fantastic.

"I came to Guixu with him as a little spider and hid under the seat. I must have seen you humans reproduce."

The white-haired figure weighed the Jianmu seeds, and looked around a lot of Chu Lan: "You are his descendant, even if you kill my descendants, I don't have to kill you."

"You always say 'he', who is 'he'?"

"You belong to a low-end species, and you don't deserve to know his title."

Chu Lan has black lines all over her head.

In the forest, a long sword flew towards her with the sound of breaking the wind. After seeing the white-haired figure, she became more excited and stabbed at her forehead.

The white-haired figure didn't even bother to look at it. With a wave of his hand, the long sword "Zhan Qingsi" was knocked down and fell into the mud, as if there were bursts of painful whimpers.

Wen Changjin, a Shushan Taoist who arrived later, saw her pupils shrank slightly.

"A cultivator?"

The white-haired figure looked at him with interest.

There are not many people cultivating immortals now, so they can be regarded as treasures.

Wen Changjin was startled, and hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "Wen Changjin in Shushan, I have met senior."

He also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, no wonder the demon emperor was born, but the hexagrams showed that the little bad luck will be good.

It's no wonder the little uncle is so inconsiderate.

The white-haired figure nodded: "Not bad."

She glanced at it with satisfaction, and finally fixed her eyes on Chu Lan.

"My descendants will be your compensation."

After all, she turned into a dark green light and rushed into the air until she disappeared into the clouds.

Neither of them knew what her last sentence meant, only Chu Lan understood.

The white-haired figure took the Jianmu seed, leaving its descendants for Chu Lan's system to absorb energy.

This kind of ancestor is quite unreliable...

Wen Changjin picked up the long sword from the grass, wiped it carefully, retracted the scabbard, walked towards Chu Lan and smiled, "Little brother, we meet again."

"Hi, Dao Wen."

Chu Lan also imitated him and returned the salute.

"Not bad."

Wen Changjin sniffed the demonic aura remaining in the air, looked at the corpses of the human-faced spider and the tree demon, and nodded with satisfaction: "You two are very powerful in fighting, and this kind of monster can defeat..."

He stopped talking halfway, and turned to stare at Zhang Qilin.

Zhang Qilin slowly grabbed the handle of the knife...

The atmosphere at the scene was extremely tense.

Chu Lan thought that Wen Changjin had seen Zhang Qilin's age, so she told the mortician Wang Fugui that at Zhang Qilin's age, he was no longer a human being, but a corpse demon.

Wen Changjin was born in a decent family, so he naturally took killing demons as his mission.

He quickly smoothed things over and said: "Mr. Wen, this is Zhang Qilin, and he is my teammate. We have never killed human beings along the way."

"The Zhang family?"

Wen Changjin looked away and apologized to Zhang Qilin: "No wonder."

His ambiguous words made Zhang Qilin puzzled. At this time, Zhang Qilin had lost a lot of memory, and even the Zhang family he was born in had no memory.

At this time, finally, a decent person had information about the Zhang family, and he quickly asked: "The Taoist priest knows something about me?"