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Zhuangzi wrote in the Getaway: "There is a fish in the northern underworld, and its name is Kun. The Kun is so big that I don't know how many thousands of miles it is. ”

"Turned into a bird, and its name was Peng. Peng's back, I don't know how many thousands of miles it is, flies angrily, and its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky. ”

These things, written with noses and eyes, make people feel like the real thing.

In the past, Wushan scoffed at it and thought it was nonsense.

With more and more contact with magical things, I feel that the ancient working people, whether they are myths or other legends that seem to be gods, are well documented and not made up out of thin air.

Pangu has become the culprit behind the transformation of the earth into what it is today, and it is not unusual for a kun to pop up in the cold.

"What is Kunpeng?" Kun looked confused: "Is this a fish good, what Kunpeng you said seems to be very powerful." ”

Wushan was stunned for a moment, but he didn't know how to answer, thinking about it or telling him about Zhuangzi.

Of course, there is another version where Kunpeng is known as the Demon Master and escaped early in the Lich War, only to disappear later.

Kun fell silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Xiaoyaozi!" He muttered, "It's definitely him." ”

This time, without waiting for Wushan to ask, Kunyuan said it originally.

In ancient times, humans, animals and plants could cultivate, and for a time, gods and demons were flying all over the sky, and there were fighting figures everywhere.

One of the fish is the Kun race. Their bodies are huge. Like today's frogs, they are amphibians.

Other cultivators cultivate. It is to boil itself or use the natural materials and earth treasures to continuously improve.

The Kun clan, on the other hand, preyed on other cultivators. Absorb their essence and blood and grow yourself.

Such a race, in the cultivation system, should be designated as a demonic path, which caused the public outrage of other cultivators.

Everyone rose up to attack it, and the Kun race gradually dissipated between heaven and earth.

Like other fish, the kun is an oviparous animal, and this kun of the cultivator is the only surviving egg.

At a time when his parents were under siege. They fought with their lives to send their offspring out of this world.

But no matter how they escaped, there was no way, and the cultivators had already laid a net to chase and kill everywhere.

Finally, his mother died, and so did the eggs in his body. Before his mother died, he forced all the essence and blood of his body into the only remaining fish eggs.

At the same time, there is also the cultivation method of the Kunyi clan.

Cultivators who are chasing. I can't wait to eat the skin of the Kun couple, and they do the same.

However, perhaps the Kun's meat was not tasty, and the body of the female Kun was half eaten. But he was thrown into the wilderness by cultivators and eaten by mortal beasts.

It's a pity to be a member of the cultivators. How can the corpse of the kun be gnawed by the beasts of the mortal world?

Day after day, year after year. I don't know how many years have passed, this Kun egg broke out of the body. The first step was to slowly eat away at half of his mother's body.

It is not strange for this race to eat the flesh of even siblings and parents of the same kind.

They have only one thought in their hearts, and they will do whatever it takes to become stronger.

As the saying goes, when a person is about to die, his words are good, and this Kun's mother left a trace of her obsession to her son, so that he could continue to practice step by step in the future.

During his narration, Wushan learned that Kun took his own race as his surname, and that he called himself Kunpeng.

He disagreed with his mother's obsession, and Kun's mission was to constantly suck the flesh and blood of other cultivators.

Not only that, but I don't know if Kunpeng has mutated, what he sees and eats.

In the end, he actually devoured the small planet, and all the life attached to it became the nutrients of his body.

If you have revenge, you don't take revenge, maybe Kunpeng doesn't understand this truth, but he demands himself according to this criterion.

The hatred of genocide caused him to wander in the stars, in a vain attempt to return to the birthplace of the race and give the cultivators a new color.

According to the memories in his head, Kunpeng met many cultivators who went out on Earth along the way.

That kind of power is something he can't imagine after devouring several mortal planets.

Originally, I thought I was powerful enough, but in those eyes, I was not even as good as ants.

Perhaps it was the heavens that made up for the Kunpeng race, and when the Kunpeng devoured other creatures, it could change infinitely, and the life that changed could not be discerned at all.

"You!" Wu Shan suddenly felt: "It turns out that this is the group of extraterrestrial cultivators you went to harm?" ”

Quite simply, cultivators who go out from the earth to wander are just seeking an answer as to how to live forever.

For them, no matter how strong their strength is, they can't live forever, and it's just a cup of loess.

Powerful cultivators, how can they have time to waste time fighting with cultivators from other planets?

"You even guessed it?" Kunpeng smiled bitterly: "I thought I did it seamlessly!" ”

"Actually, it's not complicated," Wu Shan sighed leisurely, "The cultivators who go out of the earth are all here to explore the mysteries of life, and they are not interested in fighting at all. ”

If it was a cultivation resource, there was no shortage on the earth at that time, but when a cultivator reached a certain realm, he stagnated, and he could no longer feel the slightest progress.

People are forced out, so isn't that the case for cultivators?

The purpose of everyone's cultivation is to live with the sky, and it is rare to fight on the earth, let alone to the extraterrestrial life planet?

"But the local natives don't know," Kunpeng smiled indifferently, "I will not only attack them, but when there is a disparity in strength, I will flee decisively." ”

"Of course, before escaping, we must make some trouble for the cultivators on the earth and send them the coordinates of the earth."

On each cultivation planet, Kunpeng's footprints have been left behind.

The mortal planet is nothing more than a place for him to eat.

The planet with cultivators, its tenacity, is simply not something that Kunpeng can devour.

He keeps causing trouble, and gradually approaches the earth.

When he arrived, Kunpeng was overjoyed. I found that it was beaten into a pot of porridge.

Such a place is the best place for Kun cultivation.

A battle between cultivators. Whether it's an invader from another planet, or a native cultivator. They are nothing more than a battle of will, and sometimes some murder and treasure.

How do these fools know that only the flesh and blood of cultivators are the best delicacy and the best cultivation resources in heaven and earth.

Until one day, the guy named Pangu was furious, and he wiped out the invading masters with a sword.

"You're also dead!" Wu Shan couldn't say what he felt: "Why didn't that sword give you the account?" ”

"Am I stupid?" Kunpeng lost a health ball, and he was very disdainful in the induction: "Pangu is a madman, I have seen it along the way." It's hard to even get a weapon when fighting with people. ”

"Nima, as soon as I saw him appear in the sky, I ran far away."

It may also be because of the local aura on Kun's body that Pangu thought he was an indigenous, so he let go of Kunpeng, who was trembling under the sword, and floated away.

Seeing the gap between himself and the top masters, this guy is more and more afraid to make mistakes, God knows when a bull as powerful as Pangu will return to his home planet?

At that time, the Arctic was barren and by mistake. Kunpeng sneaked in here to cultivate.

During his travels, he kept reading the memories his mother had left for him.

It turns out that the quinones also have their own cultivation methods, and they are quite good.

I don't know when it started. They began to devour cultivators, taking shortcuts.

When he arrived in this wasteland, he realized that he was not the first cultivator. There was even a cold oyster.

It was also an ancient race, with a history that was only longer than that of the quinones.

The powerhouses of the earth are running around. Not all of them have to go out, such as this cold oyster that Kunpeng encountered. He's an old monster on par with Pangu.

With no intention to calculate, Kunpeng actually succeeded, but when the old Han oyster found out, he found that a small reptile was constantly eating itself.

Originally, when this guy saw Pangu coming back, he didn't dare to devour the cultivator again.

However, cold oysters are too tempting and confusing, and the blood of quinones is full of genes that are not earned for nothing.

When you see such a good thing, you don't take advantage of it.

On the old monster of the cold oyster, he lost a little finger, causing Kunpeng to roll on the ground in pain.

He also thought that his race was omniscient, only to find out that it was when there was little difference in skill.

If the disparity between the two sides is too great, the support will be dead.

The loss of a little finger, the indisputable cold oyster didn't care at all, and snorted coldly and disappeared, anyway, such an ant has been punished, and it can't live anymore.

"You've been imprisoned here by the Oysters ever since?" Wushan was dumbfounded, the vicissitudes of life, the huge earth became such a small planet, God knows how long it took.

"Captivity?" Kunpeng asked rhetorically, "Can he use it?" I saw the old monster shake, and his little finger immediately grew. ”

"Just leave me here to fend for myself, I won't live long."

Hearing this, Wu Shan was puzzled again: "Then you are still alive?" ”

"There's another thing involved!" The divine sense couldn't see his expression clearly, and Kunpeng's tone was indescribable.

In the history of Kun, there has never been a record of any of the same kind being stripped to death, and I am probably the only one.

He sat on the ground and waited for death, only to feel that his whole body was gradually freezing, and before long there were places covered with ice and snow around his body.

Cold oysters have a cold character, which is naturally extremely low in temperature.

But such an old monster, all the spirit and spirit of his body are collected into his body, and he does not leak half a point.

How does Kunpeng know how powerful?

"Hey, haven't we killed the Kun yet?" Just when this guy was hesitating and helpless, a master with Eguan Bo came and saw his true body at a glance.

"Yes!" Kunpeng was almost dying: "Kill me quickly!" ”

"Heaven has its own virtue of a good life, why should I kill you?" The Dao man shook his head and pointed casually: "Your quinone own exercises are still good. By the way, don't devour other warriors, you'll never be able to advance an inch. ”

When he woke up, he went to this empty space, expelling the cold from his body day and night.

"Before leaving, he told me that his name was Xiaoyaozi." Kunpeng really didn't know what kind of mood he was in when he said this.

"After so many years of meditation, I finally understood the true meaning of my mother's advice. Devour other warriors, even if it can be improved for a short time. ”

"However, the Qi in our body is too complex, and we can only fuse it or discard some nutrients that are not compatible with ourselves."

"Like the red Qi?" Wu Shan immediately thought of the strange phenomenon he encountered on the road.

"Yes, that's what I discharged!" Kunpeng directly admitted.

"Since you don't devour it anymore, it's better to come out by yourself," Wu Shan knew that even if he didn't let him, he would come out if he wanted to. ”

"The formation you set up as Xiaoyaozi is rubbish?" Kunpeng smiled slightly bitterly: "If it weren't for the fact that the time was too long, I don't know when this formation would be cracked." ”

"It was only a hundred or two hundred years ago that I sensed a gap, otherwise how could I have allowed the natives to learn my system?"

"Understood," Wu Shan nodded: "It seems that the formation is not completely broken." ”

Kunpeng was about to speak, when the heavens and the earth suddenly shook violently, and Kunpeng was suddenly shocked. (The novel "Forty Years Ahead" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will also be a 100% lottery gift for everyone!) Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner to "add friends", search for the official account "qdread" and follow, hurry up! (To be continued......)

PS: Apologies: Dear friends, I wrote the myth to pave the way for the following, and I will get back on track in another chapter or two.