Transcending the quasi-tidy history of the great struggle

He is Xiaoyao Tianzun, transformed from Pangu's head, a sage of Hunyuan Heavenly Dao, the patriarch of the Wu Clan, ranked first in Zixiao Palace, and has profound blessings.

However, at the same time, he also has an unknown life experience - he is a time traveler.

Xiaoyao no longer remembers his life experience before time travel, his last name, who his parents are, family situation, growth experience...all of these are completely forgotten, as if they never existed.

The only things deeply rooted in his memory are novels and plots about the prehistoric world. There are various versions, and everything is very clear in every detail.It is very strange, since he was born after the fall of Pangu, he has practiced for hundreds of millions of years. It is normal to forget the memories that are less than a few decades old on earth, but the contents of those novels have always been deeply rooted in his brain , as if it had become a part of his altar.

In addition to this memory, Xiaoyao also has an obsession in his heart, which is the only trace he brought from his previous life.This obsession is reflected in his name: Xiaoyao.

His free and easy life is not Zhuang Zhou's kind of free and easy life without self or others, in harmony with nature, and wandering in infinity without waiting for anything.In his view, that is not real freedom, but passive avoidance and self-comfort.The real freedom should be to have no restraints in the mind and body, to break through all shackles and demonic barriers with powerful power, and to be liberated.

"There is no stagnation in the thought, the common nature, in fact, the wonderful function, if there is an obstacle, break it with all your strength, this is the true freedom, and it is also my pursuit, so I call myself freedom!"

At the beginning of the creation of the world, Pangu died, his body scattered, and his brain flew out, turning into a Taoist, wearing a purple gold crown, wearing a white Taoist robe, with beautiful features, but he was strong and strong, and his Taoist robe was bulging. Gave a sense of elegance.

"Hahaha, I will be Xiaoyao Tianzun from now on!" The Taoist laughed loudly and stood in the air.

At this time, the Great God Pan Gu opened up the world, transformed the world into all things, and produced boundless great merit and virtue. He descended mightily and was divided into several parts. Then, another part stopped in the air, mixed with the mysterious and yellow energy from the yin and yang of heaven and earth, showing the shape of an octagonal exquisite pagoda.

Xiaoyao Tianzun took his share of merit into his sleeve, and did not rush to absorb it.Because he saw the Tiandi Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda floating in the sky.At this time, because the three streams of clear air were relatively light, they flew obliquely upwards, and it happened that the first stream of clear air could hit the Xuanhuang Pagoda. Presumably this is the reason why this treasure is in Lao Tzu's hands in later generations.

"I'm going to decide on this magic weapon!" Xiaoyao Tianzun took advantage of his spiritual wisdom and flew away with all his strength. The wind blew, his sleeves fluttered, and he grabbed the Xuanhuang Pagoda before the clear air in the bag.

He was originally an authentic descendant of Pangu, and obtaining the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda was within the allowable range of the Dao of Heaven, so he accepted this treasure safely.

While Xiaoyao was proud, suddenly another short ax flew towards him and was cut off by him. On it was the majesty of opening up heaven and earth, and it was the remnant of the handle of the ax that opened up heaven and earth.After he got it, he looked up, and there were four streamers of light piercing through the air. The speed was so fast that he had no chance to stop it.

"It's just a pity that the Pangu Banner, the Taiji Picture and the Four Swords of Zhuxian were taken away by the Sanqing, and the Chaos Clock, looking at the direction of the sun star, is cheaper than the Taiyi." The Xiaoyao Tianzun shook his head, regretting.

He turned his head again and saw that the twelve streams of blood were stained with turbid air and gradually formed, so he couldn't help smiling.

"The Twelve Ancestral Witches? The Witch Clan fights against the heavens and the earth, and they have an unyielding will in their chests, which is quite consistent with my way of freedom, so what if I join them?"

Xiaoyao Tianzun let out a long laugh, and flew towards the twelve ancestral witches who were about to be born. He looked at the prehistoric world at the beginning, and felt very happy. Beautiful women, unrestrained and unrestrained...the bright future extends infinitely.

The author has something to say: I will write a short story first. Recently, I have trouble thinking, physical discomfort and mid-term exams. The update may be unstable, and the comments cannot be fully replied. I apologize in advance, but as long as there is an update, it will definitely be at 10:30 Post left and right, just take a look at the time, thank you for your support!