When 'Lu Qian' cried bitterly, a slightly hoarse voice sounded from the side.
'Lu Qian' raised his head and saw a faint bright light. He was a thin, short, but energetic little old man. His little hair was tied into three small buns on his head.
He was holding a Yaya branch in his hand, looking down at himself lying on the grass stem with a smile.
Behind the little old man's head, there was a very faint light. At first glance, it looked thin and weak, but if you look carefully, you will see that there are endless mountains and rivers, an infinite universe, and countless creatures living inside.
'Lu Qian' was stunned, and then subconsciously bowed to the little old man.
In one swift move, he told the little old man his origins, origins, life and death for hundreds of lives, and the great horror he had learned from them.
"Poor me, I was originally a member of the Chaos Gods and Demons, but I have a weak foundation and a shallow foundation. I am living and dying, and I will not last long." 'Lu Qian' cried and said: "If this happens a few more times, the kid's intelligence will disappear.
It’s nothing, and my true self will be destroyed from now on…”
The little old man sighed softly: "Poor, pitiful, you are a person who cannot transcend. So, I will give you a skill that will give you a chance to transcend. Are you willing?"
Before 'Lu Qian' could speak, the little old man shook his head slightly: "I'm sorry for you. Although you have the foundation of an innate god and demon, your foundation is really shallow. How much effect my ability can have on you depends on you.
It’s your own chance!”
The branch in the little old man's hand gently touched Lu Qian's forehead, and a message like a clear spring poured into his mind and was engraved in his soul. A few hundred words of extremely brief words.
Every word is precious, containing extremely profound and profound truths. 'Lu Qian' thought about it for a moment, and immediately stayed where he was.
The little old man looked at the dazed 'Lu Qian', smiled slightly, turned around and left.
'Lu Qian' came back to his senses and hissed: "Dare you ask me your senior's surname? I'm so kind and virtuous, boy..."
The little old man didn't even look back. He stretched out a hand and waved it behind him: "You don't need to repay me for anything. If Pindao's way can conquer the world, it proves that Pindao's way is on the right track. If it is
Even a kid like you can't cross over, which proves that the road for poor people is dangerous and long, so you have to keep climbing."
"If you are successful in practice, just go and help others."
"If your practice fails and you fall into reincarnation and lose your feet and wisdom, don't blame me."
The little old man walked away gracefully. 'Lu Qian' saw that a little further away, there were several burly men with hair tied in buns and solemn faces, lined up in a row, waiting solemnly for the little old man.
.They gathered together and whispered a few words. Naturally, a wisp of auspicious clouds rose under their feet. They stepped on the clouds and left silently.
As the sun set in the west, 'Lu Qian' began to gather ideas and understand the great road for the first time on that grass stem.
In his origin, although it is weak and inconspicuous, the vitality that is vigorous and unyielding is inspired bit by bit.
Mayflies are the most pitiful little bugs in the world. Other bugs grow in spring and die in winter, and at least they can experience the four seasons. Only mayflies live and die, and even become 'indescribable ice'... but they are so weak.
Poor bugs can multiply and grow between heaven and earth, and live endlessly. Although they are weak, the trace of creation vitality in their blood is stronger and more powerful than some extremely powerful mythical beasts and birds.
Although it is as humble as dirt, dirt can be found everywhere. No matter how you trample on it, it cannot be eliminated no matter what.
The ray of vitality in the bones of 'Lu Qian' is like the soil that can be seen everywhere, humble and inferior, but extremely long-lasting. Those high and powerful people may have fallen countless times, but only a little bug like him can't help
In a corner that is known to everyone, it quietly thrives, and its descendants are endless.
"I just want to live a little longer." 'Lu Qian' told himself.
Every time he breathed in and out, the spiritual power of heaven and earth mixed with a faint trace of the Dao Dao was absorbed into the body by 'Lu Qian' using the secret method taught by the little old man. 'Lu Qian' quietly felt the beauty of his body.
Changes. The physical body is still weak and small, but his soul is growing slightly.
The growth of his soul fed back into his physical body, making his weak and insignificant insect body gradually become stronger.
On this day, 'Lu Qian' saw the sun setting in the west and the bright moon rising in the east. Then, he watched the bright moon set behind the mountains in the west little by little, but he survived tenaciously.
One day...two days...three days...
January...two months...march...
He survived.
The shackles of life destined in the blood of the mayfly were broken. With the body of an extremely weak and insignificant insect, 'Lu Qian' broke through the limitations of the blood of his own group and survived tenaciously. He saw the sun rise and the moon set.
When the spring rains and autumn frosts came, he saw the green pines frozen in winter, and even realized the meaningful and powerful "Tao" contained in the changing of the four seasons and the reincarnation of heaven and earth!
He flapped his weak wings and flew into the sky, to the top of the mountain, into the deep valley, and even dived into the deep water without knowing whether he was alive or dead. He quietly realized the mystery of the movement of heaven and earth, and inscribed the secrets of heaven and earth little by little.
In your own soul, merge into your own body...
He grew stronger bit by bit, and then, that day, his body was smashed into pieces by a figure running past.
He died so inexplicably that he didn't even know which reckless bastard killed him.
Fortunately, his soul did transcend the limitations of his bloodline, and his soul became thousands of times more powerful than his descendants. His eyes just dimmed for a while, and when he regained his intelligence, he had already fallen behind.
On a newborn baby!
'people'!
'Lu Qian' is still confused, but Lu Qian has already understood clearly that in this life, he has finally put aside the shackles of his innate bloodline. He has transcended, he has 'evolved', and he has transformed from a ephemeral mayfly into a human being.
Become a 'person'!
The hundreds of words taught by the little old man are deeply engraved in my heart.
He continued to silently absorb the wisdom of heaven and earth, silently comprehend the great ways of heaven and earth, and silently observed the 'people' around him. They drank blood through thick hair, used animal skins to protect themselves from the cold, and the men among them fought with their lives in the wilderness every day, hunting for food.
to eat, while the women were busy inside and outside the cave, picking fruits and collecting all available crops.
When 'Lu Qian' grew up to five or six years old, his strength was already comparable to that of the most powerful adult male in the small tribe. He was about to reveal his skills and highlight his extraordinary abilities when a dragon shadow soared from high in the sky.
, a child in the tribe curiously pointed at the dragon shadow sliding across the sky. The giant dragon lowered its head arrogantly and disapprovingly and spit out a mouthful of flames towards the cave.
The entire cave, the entire tribe, No. 137 men, women, and children, along with the entire mountaintop, were melted into magma!
Died again.
Reborn again.
In this life, he was still a 'human'. But this time, he was very lucky. He was not reborn in a small tribe, but in a large tribe with tens of thousands of people. A stable life, generous
The food and clothing guarantee allowed him to grow up to ten years old smoothly... Just when he was about to show off his extraordinary abilities, the war came, and the big tribe next door attacked with all their strength. As a 'boy' who was taller than the waist of an adult man, he was
The head was chopped off with one knife.
Die again.
Reborn once.
This time he was even more lucky. He was reincarnated into a large tribe with hundreds of thousands of people. The civilization of this tribe was obviously more advanced. They knotted ropes to remember events, burned pottery as utensils, and even learned to build thatched cottages and build earthen walls to ward off wild beasts.
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‘Lu Qian’ thought that in this life he could grow up quietly and peacefully, practicing little by little to reach the state of ‘transcendence’.
As a result, on this day, he saw a streak of water across the sky, and a giant man thousands of miles tall was so angry that he slammed into the sky pillar at the core of the earth.
The pillars of heaven collapsed and the sky tilted to the east. From the extremely high and mysterious high-dimensional heaven, immeasurable silvery river water swooped down. The downpour was continuous, and a huge flood of hundreds of miles high suddenly appeared on the earth. Countless mountain peaks
They were all submerged by the flood, and countless demons, monsters, ferocious birds and beasts came out, crazy hunting for fat and delicious 'people'!
When Lu Qian reached the age of fifteen, he was brutally killed by a black panther with wings on his back in order to protect his mother!
Of course, when he reached the age of fifteen, he already had some magical powers. When he was about to die, he gathered all the strength in his body, condensed a small thunder light, and exploded the black panther's head.
Die again.
Reborn once.
The great flood has receded, and in the void, a beautiful woman whose lower body is a giant snake can be seen. She is holding up five-color magma and is busy repairing the gap between the broken high-latitude heaven and the earth.
The beautiful woman is usually busy and complaining at the same time. She has incredible magical powers. Countless creatures in the entire wild land can hear her scolding.
"Hey, why are you fighting and killing? Why don't you be quiet and calm down?"
"Isn't it good to grow flowers, vegetables, and raise cats and dogs?"
"No fighting and killing, peace!"
"Speaking of which, you bastards with all the flesh in your head, do you know what 'peace' means?"
‘Lu Qian’ was just curious about who this half-human, half-snake beautiful woman was.
Lu Qian, who was 'looking on', was already so excited that he almost yelled - this, this... the figure who broke the sky pillar, this beautiful woman who patched the sky, this is clearly, clearly...
The myth he was most familiar with in his previous life!
Mending the sky continues.
Lasted for hundreds of years.
In the tribe of "people", there are great wise men who understand the heaven and earth, imitate the universe, and realize the magical means that belong to "people".
They call themselves ‘witches’!
They walked the earth, killed evil spirits, drove away wild beasts, and spread civilization. They established crops, practiced writing, established etiquette, and drafted rules...
'Lu Qian' saw with his own eyes that the primitive and barbaric human tribes had the most primitive 'tribal alliance' structure, and concepts such as 'tribe', 'surname', 'bloodline', and 'clan' were gradually taking shape! @
After he grew up, he also became a wise and powerful "witch", running around the wild land day and night.
Occasionally, a mayfly would fly past him.
He would also stop thoughtfully and look at the insects that were living and dying with a smile!