I am the junior fellow student of Sanqing in the prehistoric times

Chapter 1 The Birth of Yuan Qing
Boundless chaos, the wild land!
A giant propped up the sky with his hands on the ground, even though he exudes a sense of endless exhaustion, he still looks at the desolate prehistoric with joy.

Especially those places that exuded strong vitality made the giant extremely gratified.

After a long time, or maybe a moment, the giant gave up the chance of a last fight, allowing a ray of purple energy to fly out of his body, and then closed his eyes willingly.
The Dao is ruthless and sentimental. It gave birth to Pan Gu, but personally ruined Pan Gu's hope of proving the Tao.Pangu died, and the inner Pangu Avenue collapsed suddenly, passing through time and space, and a sad and desolate atmosphere permeated the entire chaos.

The next moment, Pangu gave Honghuang the greatest good fortune, and that was himself.

The breath he exhaled turned into wind and clouds, the voice in his throat turned into thunder, the sweat turned into rain and dew, his beard and hair turned into the forest, his eyes turned into the lunar sun, the limbs and five bodies turned into the four extremes of the ancient world and the famous mountains, and the blood became lakes, bones turned into minerals
Afterwards, a primordial spirit flew out of his body, Jiuyi separated, ninety cents turned into three parts, three three-part primordial spirits combined with three parts of Kaitian Qingqi, and a small yellow pagoda was rolled up and disappeared.

After that, another thirteen drops of blood flew out from Pangu's heart, and they were about to combine with the turbid Qi of Kaitian, but who knew that there were only twelve parts of the turbid Qi of Kaitian, and you fought for the twelve more powerful drops of blood, One after another, they all merged into a wave of open sky turbidity, and then rolled up their hearts, ignoring the smallest drop of blood, and left in a hurry.

Just at the moment when the primordial spirit and a drop of blood were about to dissipate and dissolve in the prehistoric world, an illusory fruit carrying a clear soul quietly appeared between the primordial spirit and the blood drop.

Afterwards, a cloud of good fortune descended, and the pure soul and the primordial spirit, blood beads fused and stirred together, turning into a yellow-purple air mass, and suddenly, a burst of vitality emanated from it.

Afterwards, the air mass rolled up the illusory fruit, and instinctively wanted to find a place to rest, but who knew there was another ruler, and a small tree hit it.

Another cyan flag came in with all its strength, but it couldn't be driven away.

The air mass was a little dazed, but also a little frightened, and hurried away with a few streaks of aura, disappearing into the sky.

Saving a few pieces, the spiritual light that wanted to get in suddenly trembled, a little aggrieved, and a little unwilling.

Finally, it flew with the air mass for a while and scattered all over the prehistoric region.

And the air ball flew for an unknown period of time, and finally found a place, the ubiquitous sense of peeping finally disappeared, and then there was a kind of great freedom, great freedom burst out in his heart, and the joyful air ball trembled for a while.

In the end, the air mass drifted unsteadily, and found a place where white lotus bloomed, instinctively drove it to wander to the center of the lotus platform, and snuggled up to it.

A dark purple ruler flew out of it, suspended above the air mass, and streams of purple air hung down.

The small tree took root beside the lotus, absorbing the innate good fortune liquid, exuding a strong dao charm.

The small flag is suspended directly above the lotus, and the green air rises, calming the mind.

Then the white lotus closed the lotus and wrapped the air mass inside, and white air filled the air, which is the air of pure creation.

Yuan Qing has never had such a comfortable feeling since her parents passed away at the age of five or six. After leaving the ivory tower of the university, she was even more tainted by the world.

When he is [-] years old, resigns and returns home, he will find one or two joys in life.

Farming and planting trees, thirsty to drink small fruits, hungry to eat grains, and then find one or two Taoist temples, or temples, read a few Taoist scriptures, listen to monks chanting scriptures, let alone leisurely, the more you live, the younger you will be.

Just when Yuan Qing was about to end his life like this, he ate a fruit by mistake.

Fate also, fate also!
This fruit is exactly the Dao Pangu Daoguo. Although Pangu's death made it empty and empty, it is also a supreme treasure. Let the Dao Fruit radiate a bit of vitality again, and bring Yuan Qing's soul to the newly opened prehistoric area, and then there will be the next scene.

Looking back at the past and inheriting cause and effect, Yuan Qing instantly realized his destiny.

He is an ordinary mortal, and he is the direct descendant of Pan Gu, the innate god and demon Yuan Qing!
Although the change of identity made Yuan Qing very excited, but the state of mind he had cultivated over the years made him look very happy.

"I didn't expect that I, Yuan Qing, would be so blessed!"

But with the continuous fusion of soul, essence, blood, and soul, how can the lightness of mortal souls be compared with the thickness of Pangu's essence and blood!
Yuanshen and blood essence constantly erode Yuan Qingxing's soul, trying to completely obliterate and absorb it, and give birth to a demon with Yuan Qing's memory instead of Yuan Qing!

Just when the soul was transformed into a divine soul, and Yuan Qing was about to completely transform into the innate god and demon Yuan Qing, Yuan Qing's instinct made Yuan Qing direct Daoguo to protect the last bit of clear spirit in the soul, separating the erosion of the primordial spirit and blood essence.

Afterwards, Dao Dao Qi filled the Dao Fruit, constantly strengthening that bit of pure spirit essence.

There is also Dao rhyme permeating, purple qi proliferating, and the source of green qi making up for it. The essence of Qingling stubbornly contends with the source of Pangu, wanting to use the primordial spirit, soul, and blood essence for his own use instead of being swallowed by it!
Yuan Qing also fell into a deep sleep.
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The ancient land was gradually becoming lively at this moment. The first thing to be born was not the creatures bred in the ancient land, but the creatures bred from the remaining origins of the chaotic gods and demons.

Those born from that pure origin should be innate gods and demons, like that raised eyebrow, they are born from the origin of space.

But those sources of resentment turned out to be ferocious beasts who don't know the way, are irrational, and only know how to kill, raging in the prehistoric world!
I don't know how many Yuanhuis have passed, and the pure demon god was born from the original source, the Yin-Yang ancestor who was born from the Yin-Yang source, the Tai Chi ancestor, the Qiankun ancestor who was born from the space source, and the Daoist Yangmei. Treasures, or supreme treasures, occupy one side of Lingshan and suppress one side's luck.

After another hundred Yuan Hui, a Taoist song suddenly came out from Yujing Mountain.

But the Hongjun god and demon conceived by the innate energy was born. This is the first innate life, and even the first life independently conceived by the prehistoric, born with great luck!

If it weren't for the coercion of Pangu, it would have been spread throughout the prehistoric world, not just near Yujing Mountain.

Afterwards, another demon god stepped out of the prehistoric murderous aura, claiming to be: Rahu, born with demonic ways!

Set up the dojo in Mount Sumeru, hold the innate treasure killing god gun to kill the world's creatures, and win the Pangu Dao fruit!
With the birth of the first and second living beings in the prehistoric world, all the creatures bred by the prehistoric ones were born continuously. At this moment, the prehistoric prehistoric aura is rich in innate aura, even mixed with the aura of chaos, and even every plant and tree may take shape.

However, except for the creatures who were born with luck, all the people who have taken shape at this moment are those with shallow feet.

Those who inherit the prehistoric fate are still being conceived.

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