Starting My Cultivation With Immortality

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As soon as Fuxi died, the crisis of the calamity was temporarily subsided.

Yunsu also reviewed the catastrophe in Xuantianling. Some of them were natural disasters caused by the calamity, and more were caused by man-made disasters.

Just as the wind helps the fire, this natural disaster seems to be a raging fire. When you see who is burning who, the man-made disaster is like a gust of wind, fueling the fire. The fire was originally a little, but it burned into a large area.

The strangest thing is that, apart from Fuxi's death, leaving only one true spirit, which made countless powerful people sigh, none of the forces seemed to be destructively affected.

For example, in Western Buddhism, although hundreds of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas have been lost, what is most not lacking in the prehistoric times is the great powers of all walks of life, and many, many great powers are still alive and well.

Buddhism has become a climate, and there is a power structure that is more terrifying in terms of prehistoric times. Lingshan is like a huge power pyramid, so that prehistoric Qi refiners are eager to join, and naturally they are not afraid of not being able to join.

It's just that this time, the majesty was killed by the East Emperor Taiyi, and it may take some years to slow down.

For the Wu clan, it was almost certain that the demon clan would not tear their face against the Wu clan at this time, and they would fight completely, so the two ancestral witches slaughtered a lot of monster clan masters.

This is not a small number. Compared with Western Buddhism, there are only a lot more masters of the demon clan who died. If it wasn't for the fact that Donghuang Taiyi and the demon master Kunpeng chased and killed them in the Western Lingshan Mountains and recovered some of them, in Yunsu's eyes, it would be counted. With Shang Fuxi's death, the Yaozu really lost their underwear this time.

The Wu clan, on the one hand, showed Hong Huang that the ancestral witches were so powerful that they were feared by the powerful, and on the other hand, with the help of Western Buddhism, they tricked the demon clan, causing the demon clan to lose a lot.

"In the short term, the momentum of Buddhism's vigorous progress will be slightly hindered, while the momentum of the demon clan will grow. In the long run, this Western Buddhism is afraid that it will bring disaster for itself."

Yunsu has a vague guess that the wind and rain in front of him is just a time for all parties to lick their wounds. This calamity for the opportunity to become sanctified has not ended. In the battle of Xuantianling, Fuxi and Jinqianda The ability to be sacrificed to the flag is just a midfield climax.

In the prehistoric world that has never experienced such terrifying slaughter, many of the most arrogant and powerful people on weekdays seem to be silent.

Almost every almighty person has a friend or fellow Taoist who died in the battle of Xuantianling. In the whole prehistoric world, not counting those who are hidden, the ones who have heard the Taoism in front of the Zixiao Palace are famous and famous. Those who are capable, hundreds of people died this time, which is unprecedented, not even Fuxi in the second row escaped.

Those who are the most powerful people in the world on weekdays are much more honest now. They have closed the mountain gates, hid in the dojo to practice supernatural powers, refine magic weapons, and prepare formations, all afraid that one day the doomsday will fall and let them go. He was slaughtered himself.

The prehistoric world has entered a short rest period.

Of course, this kind of quietness is also relative. There are fewer powerful people, and the hundreds of millions of races in the prehistoric era have begun to kill again. They used to be timid and afraid of things, for fear that the other party would invite some powerful people to help out.

Now it's better, everyone beats to death and fights to live, all depends on the strength of each clan.

For a time, smoke of gunpowder was everywhere on the land of the great wasteland, and life was ruined. Many racial hatreds that had been forcibly suppressed by the powerful for countless years broke out one after another.

These powerful prehistoric races, which are irritable and untamable, are not good at production and construction, but they are good at fighting, killing, and destroying. Almost every day, a race disappears from the prehistoric world and becomes history.

Constantly fighting, annexing and merging, and fighting again.

The whole flood was turned into a pot of porridge.

What a great opportunity, everyone used to be afraid of this and that. This time, the battle of Xuantianling shocked Honghuang, and finally it was the turn of the Honghuang Protoss to settle accounts together.

"Ao Yue, give these three treasures to the three great clans outside..."

Yun Su was also the one who wanted to do it, so he took out three treasures, and by the way, ordered Ao Yue to give them.

"Yes, sir!"

Ao Yue took a look at these three things, which were a flag banner, a long spear, and a shield. When he started, he knew that these three treasures were quite decent fairy artifacts. The device is infinitely stronger.

Not long after, outside the Buzhou Mountain, there was a stone temple for sacrifices established by the three tribes. Some temple priests saw the opening of the Buzhou Mountain. The familiar female fairy came out and was shocked and hurriedly gave a big gift.

Ao Yue: "Please assemble the three tribes, the priests. The Master has treasures for you."

When the priests heard the words, they hurriedly knelt down and thanked the Master for the gift, and then they hurriedly banged the treasured drum outside. After a full eighty-one beats, the drums stopped, and the patriarchs of the three clans came with their clansmen.

Although these three clans are not powerful races on the land of the wild, they can still travel thousands of miles with their clansmen in a short period of time.

The three patriarchs have reached the realm of Immortal Taiyi, and they are not too weak.

From the three clan leaders and below, the three clans totaled nearly 60,000 people. Because it is necessary to maintain pure blood, each clan is clean, and there are no foreign creatures.

The three clans were the Spirit Mushroom Clan, the Black Wood Clan, and the Iron Eater Clan.

"The Master has given you three immortal artifacts, and each of the three clans can get one. This treasure is because the Master cares about you and has deep meaning in it. I hope you can do it yourself."

These three immortal weapons, flag banners are suitable for guarding the entire ethnic group, but they have no offensive power and are not convenient to use. The spear and shield are the main attack and main defense.

Yunsu just gave the treasure, but didn't say much. After Ao Yue finished sending the things, she turned around and left.

Each of the three clans chose one, and they only felt that the power was extremely powerful, and they were extremely happy. It was the realm of the three patriarchs, the Taiyi Immortal, and they were far from such a powerful immortal weapon.

It's just that the so-called Master cares about everyone, and it has deep meaning, but it has not been pondered for a long time.

This matter spread slowly, until one day, a little girl named Hanzhi from the Spirit Mushroom Clan knew about it, but the ten-year-old girl had an idea.

"The Master has pity on the creatures of my three clans, probably because I wanted my three clans to help each other, so I gave the Three Treasures. If disaster strikes one day, use the spear as a soldier, use the divine shield as defense, and then use the flag to protect the three clans. Living beings, advancing and retreating together, can naturally seek good luck and avoid evil."

This girl named Hanzhi from the Mushroom Clan is also quite dexterous. Her words made the three clans froze. So, the three clans, who were still wary of each other, finally realized their mistake. Under the matchmaking intentionally or unintentionally, they moved together and began to communicate. Gradually, there was a tendency to merge into one family.

Hanzhi was famous for her intelligence and became the most beloved junior among the three tribes. Even the three patriarchs were rushing to teach her, but they dared not accept her as a disciple, only to teach her some cultivation. I hope she can find a famous teacher one day.

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Man is a very strange creature. When he has nothing to do, he always wants to go home.

Although Yunsu has reached the realm of Da Luo, because of the speed of cultivation, his human nature has not disappeared. Instead, in the huge contrast between human and immortal, he has retained a very strong human nature.

This time, when it came to the intermission time, apart from hanging up the phone to practice, comprehend the Xiantian Hongmeng Ziqi and the Hongjun Avenue heard by the Zixiao Palace, there was nothing particularly busy for the time being.

However, this will be an extremely long process, and it will not take 30,000 to 50,000 years to produce results. Even Master Sanqing began to accept some disciples in his spare time, and Yunsu has no need for this for the time being, said The sentence is ugly, there is a great flood, and there are still far from enough people to die.

Sometimes, Yunsu has an illusion that in the prehistoric world, the more powerful people die, the more stable and peaceful this world will be, and the more vibrant it will be.

The biggest gain this time is naturally to break through to the realm of Da Luo Jinxian. This realm means that you have the qualification to sprint to the way of the saints, and it also means that you have reached the peak of strength in countless worlds. Wherever you go,

In general, the journey to the Great Wilderness has come to an end.

The old rule is that every time he returns to the Qianyuan world, Yunsu has to bring something. In the past, it was mainly spirit treasures and ginseng fruits. This time, he brought a lot of scattered treasures, which cost a total of five immortals. Ling, compared to the last time, the cost of taking the Immortal Slaying Flying Knife out is much smaller.

There are too many treasures in the prehistoric world, and materials that are hard to find in other worlds are almost everywhere here.

In this period of prehistoric times, if you want to kill or resist the powerful, top-level immortal artifacts are not enough, but if you get Qianyuan World, these top-level immortal artifacts will be of great use.

I eat meat and drink in big bowls in the flood, and I can't let the disciples and grandchildren of Qianyuan World work hard.

This time, I stayed in the prehistoric long enough. The time in the Qianyuan world that did not elapse has been a thousand years. Although no major catastrophic events have occurred, it was actually sprouted by adult disciples. It will be dealt with at the right time, otherwise, Yunsu may have to come back every three days.

"Sure enough, the real body of the main body has also reached the realm of Da Luo."

Yunsu's true spirit returned to the real body, but it was originally only the strength of Taiyi Jinxian Jue Dian, just like breaking through the void and the world, it took a breath to reach the realm of Da Luo.

Compared to usual, it still takes a lot of time to digest the harvest in other worlds, this time it is finally simple.

The higher the Taoist cultivation level, the easier some things become.

"The realm of Da Luo is really different."

Yunsu opened his eyes and saw the entire Southern Divine Continent, one of the Nine Great Divine Continents, in his eyes. There were hundreds of millions of miles in the Southern Divine Continent, and nothing could escape his eyes.

In the entire Southern Divine Continent, in addition to Wen Chenzi, who is a Taiyi Jinxian in Yaoshan, there is also that white cloud and the long-lived ancestor of Changshengtian.

Among the three, Wen Chenzi had the strongest Taoism, Baiyun was the next, and Changsheng Ancestor was the worst. He was only able to break through by relying on the spiritual root of Changshengtian.

In addition, Yunsu found that the huge Southern Divine Continent didn't even have a cultivator in the realm of Da Luo, but the world of Qianyuan did.

Yun Su didn't bother other people's cultivation either, they were all old monsters who didn't know how many years they had lived, and maybe even a big guy who existed when the world of Qianyuan opened up.

These Daluo Jinxian all have the same problem as Wen Chenzi. Due to the lack of Qi and luck in the Qianyuan World, they can cultivate into the Daluo Realm, which is only the realm of the Qianyuan World, and the realm of the Super Prehistoric World. The gap between Luo Zhijing is unimaginable, like leeks that haven't grown well. It's not that they don't work hard, it's a problem of lack of natural energy.

With such a big Luo Jinxian, Yunsu can easily hit a hundred one at a time, and he doesn't need to use the Pangu Fan.

"There is actually a feeling of dimensionality reduction blow, hehe."

As a strong man, Yunsu was never lonely, even if he was the only one in the world, he would never be lonely.

When I was a child, my family was in the countryside, and I was really poor at that time. For several years, there were only a few families in the production team who could kill the big Chinese New Year pigs. I've never hit a wall just because I'm too happy.

Yunsu is also such a person. I'm strong, I'm not alone or lonely, and I won't feel tired of living. I can lie down completely. If there is something wrong, the heavens and the billions of worlds have just started to run away. I can stay on the side. Pursue the supreme truth of the Dao, while waiting for you to cultivate slowly.

After reaching the real Daluo Jinxian realm, coupled with a series of miraculous encounters, Yunsu discovered that the road of cultivation is far from over.

The end of the Daluo Golden Immortal is indeed the Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal, which is the realm that the top experts in Honghuang dream of reaching. Once they reach it, they may have no desires.

However, for Yunsu, at least he has seen a little bit of the direction behind.

After the realm of Daluo, there are two directions.

The first direction is to be like the ancestor of Hongjun, whether he is tired~www.wuxiaspot.com~ or can't make it, or he doesn't want to continue to explore more unknowns, then, to join the world is to The best choice is the Harmony Realm.

For Hongjun ancestors, Yunsu is still most grateful. When he reached the realm of Hongjun ancestors, especially after choosing the right way, he can no longer talk about decent villains. For this, Yunsu used to read various myths and legends. When writing novels, they all felt injustice for this ancestor.

Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and all things are dogs.

Some people use this sentence to scold heaven and earth, but they don't know that this is the greatest fairness of heaven and earth.

Just like the saints, some people think that the saints are selfless, always righteous, unscrupulous, omniscient, omniscient, and omniscient.

When life is too difficult, people will pin all their beauty on some kind of illusory belief, bragging that anyone can do it, but it is actually even more difficult to really want to change their fate.

If you don't take the road of the ancestors of Hongjun, the second direction is to break the world barrier and go further.

Yunsu didn't know much about this realm at first, but it was from the old tortoise who had realized the Tao, and suddenly realized that after the Daluo realm, there was still a return to the ruins realm.

The so-called returnees, in popular words, are: "My cultivation path is a sea of ​​stars and stars composed of countless worlds."

These are still too far away. Yunsu just wanted to rest for a while. He was actually a little tired in these days in the prehistoric times.

In the main hall, it was not the kind of icy arrangement, but a small ever-bright garden, with all kinds of exotic flowers and plants, and the spring breeze was warm. In front of Yunsu was Wang Xuanji, who was also in seclusion.

Everything, as if I closed my eyes yesterday and opened it today, nothing seems to have changed.